Written By Niccolo
July 6, 2017, 4:52 p.m.(10/15/1006 AR)
Such a shameful thing to hear about. Rewriting history is certainly a fascinating thing to witness.
Written By Tarik
July 6, 2017, 4:42 p.m.(10/15/1006 AR)
Let me see all the different ways that my plans have not worked recently. I have not gain any new backers in my endeavor. I might have insulted the Vice-Captain of Valorous Few. I was too drunk to get the names of two new backers, and I am searching my room for the notes of the names that Lord Ian gave me. I think he is right about some parts of my plan. I think I am scrapping the offensive aspects, and just stick to the defensive aspects of my plan. Well, I have to go out and hit the grindstone some more today.
Written By Monique
July 6, 2017, 2:12 p.m.(10/15/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Muiryn
Anyone could tell he never wanted to be in the city, and only familial duty kept him here. He was a level head (mostly) in a largely rowdy, randy, and rambunctious crowd of young people. Now he's free. There is not enough alcohol in the world to make this easier.
Written By Mydas
July 6, 2017, 1:30 p.m.(10/15/1006 AR)
It is time I leave Arx for some time and return to Aviaron. Messengers will still be able to find me, fear not. But a Marquis should never be too long absent from their March, lest the land suffer from inattention.
Written By Samantha
July 6, 2017, 1:20 p.m.(10/15/1006 AR)
I count Prince Darren and Princess Donella amongst my friends. The news of their impending union brings me great happiness.
(I need to write them both a note.)
Now if only this little Marquis/Marquessa would STOP KICKING ME...
(I need to write them both a note.)
Now if only this little Marquis/Marquessa would STOP KICKING ME...
Written By Roland
July 6, 2017, 1:07 p.m.(10/15/1006 AR)
All of this reincarnation business seems quite normal to me. I'm very glad the Faith is able and willing to explain how all of this sort of thing works now! It was quite confusing before we began to learn more about the Queen.
(Followed by a little doodle of a spider in a jaunty hat, before the Scholar clears his throat pointedly.)
(Followed by a little doodle of a spider in a jaunty hat, before the Scholar clears his throat pointedly.)
Written By Valery
July 6, 2017, 12:48 p.m.(10/15/1006 AR)
All this reincarnation stuff sounds just so wrong... And weird...
Written By Carita
July 6, 2017, 12:16 p.m.(10/15/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Leona
Dame Leona Thrax, Lord Commander of the King's Own.
Provides excellent conversation. Answered my nosy questions. Might have smiled.
Provides excellent conversation. Answered my nosy questions. Might have smiled.
Written By Aiden
July 6, 2017, 11:59 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
Prince Tyrval. My ancenstor... alive and poke-able. I didn't poke him, honestly, I wanted to. I envy his hair and his fashion sense.
In truth, I'm glad I had a moment to speak with him and have my voice heard over everyone who flocked around him. It can't be helped, the flocking. He's flock-able. Handsome too, in the way elves are. And he knows so much about the world.
He's given me some justification to the visions I've had and there's nothing now that will keep me back from venturing out of Arx... not if there are promises of understanding at the end of such a journey. I have my answers.
Now, to get a crew organized.
In truth, I'm glad I had a moment to speak with him and have my voice heard over everyone who flocked around him. It can't be helped, the flocking. He's flock-able. Handsome too, in the way elves are. And he knows so much about the world.
He's given me some justification to the visions I've had and there's nothing now that will keep me back from venturing out of Arx... not if there are promises of understanding at the end of such a journey. I have my answers.
Now, to get a crew organized.
Written By Edward
July 6, 2017, 11:40 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Donella
A hearty congratulations to Princess Donella for her pending nuptuals.
Written By Eirene
July 6, 2017, 11:16 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
As I surmised to the former-human now-elven woman, I think I was a ship's surgeon in a past life. Someone who lived on rum, whiskey, and bad bacon, cussed every other word, and got their hands bloody every other day.
I pity whomever ends up as me in the next life. They'll never be happy unless there's leather, bourbon, and someone to snark at.
I pity whomever ends up as me in the next life. They'll never be happy unless there's leather, bourbon, and someone to snark at.
Written By Agnarr
July 6, 2017, 10:45 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Darren
Carls can't sleep with all the yelling. The things we do for coin.
Written By Merek
July 6, 2017, 10:30 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
More time passes after the siege and other incidents. Things seem to be getting interesting, in that we don't know what situation there will be next. But at least for a while, it seems things are at least somewhat quiet. Alas, that doesn't make the job of the Guard too much easier, since we must keep working, and so must many others, to keep vigilant.
Written By Carita
July 6, 2017, 10:16 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
Our ship returned with hardly any trouble. Although, you could tell that the air was cooler as we docked - it seems that autumn has come to the capital city. Lovely. I was anticipating a change in the season (and in wardrobe) ever since the end of summer. I was looking forward to any sort of changes, speak true. Which, goodness, hearing the most recent circulation of news among the sailors and fisherman - quite a lot has happened.
New perspectives are waiting for us. Opportunities are plentiful for all. Learn to embrace chaos in a way that seems foreign, but acceptable and achievable. Then, you are armed with more confidence as you walk into the next uncomfortable situation. You begin to thrive in new situations because you have proven to yourself that you can, not only handle change, but FLOURISH. I believe that.
Hugs and kisses, Arx.
New perspectives are waiting for us. Opportunities are plentiful for all. Learn to embrace chaos in a way that seems foreign, but acceptable and achievable. Then, you are armed with more confidence as you walk into the next uncomfortable situation. You begin to thrive in new situations because you have proven to yourself that you can, not only handle change, but FLOURISH. I believe that.
Hugs and kisses, Arx.
Written By Sameera
July 6, 2017, 10:13 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Darren
Stealing Princess Donella away. I can tolerate it. I don't find you among the intolerable.
Written By Larissa
July 6, 2017, 9:17 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
Princess Donella Thrax and Prince Darren Redrain
*gushy gushy high pitched squee squee*
Yes, that's all
*gushy gushy high pitched squee squee*
Yes, that's all
Written By Fatima
July 6, 2017, 2:15 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Darren
Love is in the air. No really, the Redrain High Lord won't stop shouting it from the rooftops.
It's quite lovely though, to see his devotion and admiration for my sweet cousin, Donella.
Even now, as I sharpen my spear, I think fondly of the man for his courageousness.
In the famous words of one of the most amazing Whispers in all of Arvum's histories...
"Don't fuck it up."
It's quite lovely though, to see his devotion and admiration for my sweet cousin, Donella.
Even now, as I sharpen my spear, I think fondly of the man for his courageousness.
In the famous words of one of the most amazing Whispers in all of Arvum's histories...
"Don't fuck it up."
Written By Victus
July 6, 2017, 1:08 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Darren
So it begins. I've put my faith in you to love my cousin like she deserves and more. 110% as I've heard some say.
You had best trust her word on what fine Isle rum to bring. I will be judging every bottle. Harshly.
You had best trust her word on what fine Isle rum to bring. I will be judging every bottle. Harshly.
Written By Tobias
July 6, 2017, 12:51 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
Just a frigging minute.
A human can die and be reborn into a Nox'Alfar body? My men at the Night Grove *watched* her be used for their ritual, so I know she died. How.... how does that even work? Nekkaris is dead, now she isn't?
The more I know about our new allies, the more it becomes clear how much we've lost.
A human can die and be reborn into a Nox'Alfar body? My men at the Night Grove *watched* her be used for their ritual, so I know she died. How.... how does that even work? Nekkaris is dead, now she isn't?
The more I know about our new allies, the more it becomes clear how much we've lost.
Written By Tikva
July 6, 2017, 12:50 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
I am delighted to record just how well fundraising efforts for the Crown School are going. The idea is simple, in case anyone is for some reason reading my white reflections that has not yet been pigeonholed about this: that there be a safe place, a boarding school with a classroom, for parentless children to be educated, a companion effort to that of the Knights of Solace and the Whispers in refitting the building sometimes known as the Tragedy. The school will have bunkrooms for the children, a kitchen and dining area for them to eat, and at minimum one classroom, perhaps more. The idea is that the Crown will fund this as a place where the youth of Arvum may learn and grow, where craftspeople and knights seeking apprentices might go to find young people of some beginnings in education, and indeed, where we may teach classes for other children, given the availability of instructors and staff to do so.
There was some discussion in the Ministry of Civil Development for using the school, as well, as a place where displaced adults might also be able to learn and seek some benefit. These ideas are not so fully formed as the plan for the school itself. But ideas only grow, especially with the help and support of so many behind it.
We now have enough funds to begin construction, and my ambition knows greater heights now: what if we had more than one classroom? What if we built a fenced practice yard so that the children might take exercise away from the common street?
I have spoken to so many about this, yet even as I pen these words it occurs to me, others that I might seek out. . .
There was some discussion in the Ministry of Civil Development for using the school, as well, as a place where displaced adults might also be able to learn and seek some benefit. These ideas are not so fully formed as the plan for the school itself. But ideas only grow, especially with the help and support of so many behind it.
We now have enough funds to begin construction, and my ambition knows greater heights now: what if we had more than one classroom? What if we built a fenced practice yard so that the children might take exercise away from the common street?
I have spoken to so many about this, yet even as I pen these words it occurs to me, others that I might seek out. . .
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