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Written By Aiden

July 31, 2017, 8:33 a.m.(12/8/1006 AR)

It's easy to want to criticize yourself based on how you placed in the Iron Penthatalon, but we should well remember these people we competed against were the very same who were courageous enough to take a stand against evil and will continue to do so. Look not to others as those you can defeat or have defeated you, nor as a way to measure yourself but instead see them as those who you can look to in your time of need and who are your equal in ability and heart.

To me, the city is full of heroes and the ones that stand out are those who are selfless and not acting for the sake to be known or for some reward, instead our heroes do what they do for the sake of knowing that it is the right thing to do. Some we may never know what they do.

Measure yourself not on medals. All those who competed were brave enough to do so, to show their merits. We know who to call upon.

Congratulations to all the Iron Penthatalon participants.

Written By Edain

July 31, 2017, 6:59 a.m.(12/8/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Fergus

Sometimes we cannot see ourselves as we are truly are. Sometimes we can fixate on the things that define us that should not.

Prince Fergus you are a warrior, not a duelist. That is something plain to see in every breath, every movement, every look you send around a room as you dissect it to understand how the battle will flow if one breaks out.

In a duel you can dance around, you have room to breath, in a war more often than not you have to plant your feet and hold back the storm, because if you move from that spot your comrades who depend on you to be there to protect their flank will be vulnerable. Prince Fergus, I would fight shoulder to shoulder with you before almost any other duelist in all of Arvum. You were forged in the fires of battle.

And when the stakes are at their highest you are amazing to watch. Like the time you swatted a poison blade from the air and saved my sisters life. So I will thank you not to call yourself a fraud. You are nothing of the sort. You are a big damn hero.

Written By Fergus

July 31, 2017, 3:30 a.m.(12/8/1006 AR)

Can't fucking do it.

Can try as hard as I can, but I can't get it back, that edge. Tonight proved it.

Just some asshole who's not as good as everyone thinks he is. Fucking fraud.

I don't deserve this fucking sword.

Written By Edain

July 30, 2017, 11:43 p.m.(12/7/1006 AR)

No matter our finally standing, I hold my head high knowing how well the Valardin represented themselves in the Iron Pentathlon. This is only one man's opinion but I am very proud of you all. You have done the Oathlands proud.

Steel bends, honor holds!

Written By Mia

July 30, 2017, 11:28 p.m.(12/7/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Thesarin

He has given Riven a future. That is enough.

Written By Luca

July 30, 2017, 11:20 p.m.(12/7/1006 AR)

The tourney goes beautifully so far, so many upset victories and a few real challenges. I'm glad I came. Ribbons will have to truly work for her victory this time though if she's to take it.

Written By Luca

July 30, 2017, 11:18 p.m.(12/7/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Reese

Losing the race and the swimming to Reese was almost worth it for the bet paid. And by gods she's sexy when she's kicking ass. She's grown so much in the past year I can't even believe it sometimes. Not that I'll give her an easy time at the tourney concluding this all.

Written By Valery

July 30, 2017, 10:47 p.m.(12/7/1006 AR)

I thought it was a good idea...

Written By Eirlys

July 30, 2017, 10:46 p.m.(12/7/1006 AR)

I may have fallen asleep not long into it but the bacon picnic was the best thing EVER! Especially the face Fia made when Gaston brought pickles. I almost died laughing!

Written By Rymarr

July 30, 2017, 10:46 p.m.(12/7/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Darrow

While dropping off a few journal entries for archival, I took notice of a submission awaiting categorizing and archiving. Written by Lord Darrow of House Darkwater, an individual whom I've had to pleasure to fight alongside in the past. On a couple of occasions, if I recall correctly.

I hear that he's been down. I'll have to make it a point to send him some flowers. Something bright and cheerful, perhaps. Or a stuffed animal. I hear people like stuffed animals when they're feeling particularly dour.

Liquor may receive a better reception.

A stuffed animal and a bottle of liquor it is then.

Written By Darrow

July 30, 2017, 10:43 p.m.(12/7/1006 AR)

My blades are sharp, but they lack someone to bite into.

Written By Darrow

July 30, 2017, 10:43 p.m.(12/7/1006 AR)

This week I've found myself more sullen than usual.

Written By Hadrian

July 30, 2017, 10:42 p.m.(12/7/1006 AR)

Plans change.

No, plans don't change. The end game remains the same, only the events leading up to that ending change.

Besides, sometimes changes can be pleasurable opportunities. Exciting, even. Changes present challenges, an opportunity to dig into the past when you know the path it will take, and to truly put your calling to use.

A victory is sweet, but a well executed strategy makes it all the sweeter.

Written By Fiachra

July 30, 2017, 10:38 p.m.(12/7/1006 AR)

It has given me great pleasure to see those of the Oathlands come out in force for the Pentathlon. The spirit and the strength of those I call family, friends, and comrades-in-arms never fails to impress me. While I may not have been born to this life, I am nevertheless happy to be counted as one amongst this company.

Written By Rymarr

July 30, 2017, 10:35 p.m.(12/7/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Mia

Pragmatic and realistic, the Countess of House Riven is someone that I know that over the course of our lifetimes, I will work well with. In terms of our line of fealty and vassalage. It amuses me at times that our vassal is as much a mirror of House Deepwood, yet with their own distinct differences. Count Thesarin is a Prodigal. I can't claim the same. I don't think.

Written By Alis

July 30, 2017, 10:32 p.m.(12/7/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Reigna

I had the good fortune to meet Lady Reigna and her husband as we watched the archery contest. That they watched me stuff my face with bacon themed everything, and joined me in cheering like a loon ... but still did not come away with a poor impression of me definitely speaks well to a future lasting friendship!

Written By Sebastian

July 30, 2017, 10:32 p.m.(12/7/1006 AR)

There was something missing this morning, but I felt something more rather than less for its absence. But yes, I noticed.

Written By Eirlys

July 30, 2017, 10:29 p.m.(12/7/1006 AR)

Swimming competition was quite well cold as fuck! Lots of fun though!

Written By Fiachra

July 30, 2017, 10:28 p.m.(12/7/1006 AR)

It isn't often that I meet someone and take to them immediately. Especially of late, since my ability to trust others has been severely curtailed. Yet, meeting the Lady Shae was one of those times where you just know instantly that you're going to like that person. She is warm and open, and makes me think that someone has managed to take a piece of the sun itself and give it human form.

Lord Gaston was not that different. While he is less open, in many ways, there is still that sense about him that he is someone to be trusted. I had seen him fight before we really talked, it's true, and I suspect there will always be a bit of a back and forth between us just due to the differences in our natures. But I still recognized something in him that will make us fast friends.

I look forward to seeing where it all goes, and what paths we walk together.

Written By Mira

July 30, 2017, 10:26 p.m.(12/7/1006 AR)

To be perfectly honest, I sometimes wonder whether the gods themselves care so much about numbers, ratios, and differentials. Does one actually need to understand the function behind the working of a prism to create the rainbow beyond? Does the velocity of an individual raindrop factor into the creation of a thunderstorm?

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