Written By James
May 22, 2017, 4:33 p.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
Ok, I'm taking some medication... For back pains, and I do not know if its a symptom of the thing but recently... I've woken up multiple times to a bunch of random ass animals outside my windows with messages for me. Who the fuck things I am going to open my window to a scary looking wild animal? I am not, no matter how many cute ribbons it has. Freaks me out. Tapping on my window until I acknowledge them.
Written By Carita
May 22, 2017, 4:30 p.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Edward
Our morning coffee. Our noons, our nights. The smile and the warmth that makes me laugh. My confidant. My prisoner. Ominous, no? I told you.
Written By Merek
May 22, 2017, 2:31 p.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Aleksei
I've never really sat and talked with him much, but we've interacted. The Archlector of First Choice seems a pleasant man to be around, and I often like his insight into things.
Written By Merek
May 22, 2017, 2:29 p.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Ilvin
The Archlector of Limerance. I met him at the Shrine and he seems a devout and very kind man. I hope to talk with him in the future possibly, it's nice to be involved.
Written By Merek
May 22, 2017, 2:28 p.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
It has been almost a whole turn since I've been here, and I think that I'll be remaining in Arx for the time being. It is a beautiful place, however for now, I think my focus will more than likely be on getting back into my scholar study and trying to recover from the siege, at least in so much that I want to ease my mind of many things. War is not fun.
Written By Harper
May 22, 2017, 1:41 p.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
There's a lot of poets on the Journals alla sudden. I know poetry. Ready?
There was once a beautiful lass,
Who had a magnificent ass.
'Twas not perky nor pink (as you'd probably think.)
It was grey, had long ears, and ate grass.
There was once a beautiful lass,
Who had a magnificent ass.
'Twas not perky nor pink (as you'd probably think.)
It was grey, had long ears, and ate grass.
Written By Ariel
May 22, 2017, 12:34 p.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
Alas yesterday was my birthday.
I feel that everyone has been so busy with trying to repair Arx it was perhaps forgotten.
There is always next year for a celebration.
I completely forgot myself in truth until I realized today's date.
I just hope that I can get everything for my wedding dress and the person I asked to craft it can.
I feel that everyone has been so busy with trying to repair Arx it was perhaps forgotten.
There is always next year for a celebration.
I completely forgot myself in truth until I realized today's date.
I just hope that I can get everything for my wedding dress and the person I asked to craft it can.
Written By Carita
May 22, 2017, 12:14 p.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Fortunato
Master Fortunato Grayhope. The Perpetual Observer. Any further falls short and becomes woefully inadequate.
Written By Juliana
May 22, 2017, 10:11 a.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Abbas
After a lifetime of stories, of seeing the longing in the eyes of my mother, I finally met her first born son. Brother. Oh, how that sends a shiver down my spine! I finally met my elder brother (The younger one I've known all my life, naturally). I am not sure there is a word grand enough for the feeling of being in his presence. He is so large -- physically he is taller than me by a bit, built as a warrior, of course, but he projects himself into a much larger space than all that. He is simply *there* in a way that I have not be able to put word to. I am gushing. But it is hard not to. Family is everything. I must write mother to let her know that I have finally begun to close the circle. Abbas spoke of Fatima and I can only hope with all I am that I one day soon get to meet her as well. I am also writing Sebastian to hurry him to Arx so that he too can meet our elder siblings. Coming to Arx was the best decision I could have made.
Written By Branan
May 22, 2017, 8:03 a.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
Like a candle, she lived with a forced smile,
She laughed sweetly and wept bitterly.
She was burning through the fire of separation,
Neither smoke, nor fire could be seen in her.
Outwardly she lamented like the wind,
Inwardly she consumed her heart like the earth.
Translated from the Eurusi. It's a beautiful piece.
She laughed sweetly and wept bitterly.
She was burning through the fire of separation,
Neither smoke, nor fire could be seen in her.
Outwardly she lamented like the wind,
Inwardly she consumed her heart like the earth.
Translated from the Eurusi. It's a beautiful piece.
Written By Dafne
May 22, 2017, 12:14 a.m.(7/4/1006 AR)
There have been a great many large events of late that I have--not gone to, I admit. Or appeared and snuck away from. I feel somewhat ashamed of this; I am a duchess now and surely Gemecitta deserves better than one that avoids grand occasions.
Some of it is this--most are celebrations, and I do not feel like celebrating. Yes, the fact we defeated Brand, averted the Silence and saved the city and the world is good. I know it is. But I cannot seem to make myself _feel_ celebratory. Too much has been lost, and it weighs on me heavily. To dance and sing and laugh seems almost impossible.
And there is this--I am no good in crowds. I never have been. Sylvie--Sylvie is amazing. She can command a room, all dazzle and flirt until all were under her spell. I hid in dark corners, tongue-tied, until Pietro or someone rescued me. It was one of those things I thought would be easier as I got older, but it never did, just as I never did have a five inch growth spurt.
Perhaps the key is to wear something absolutely stunning, and say very little, and generally pretend to be a lady of mystery like in a dramatic novel. I think I might need more dark secrets for that to work, however.
Some of it is this--most are celebrations, and I do not feel like celebrating. Yes, the fact we defeated Brand, averted the Silence and saved the city and the world is good. I know it is. But I cannot seem to make myself _feel_ celebratory. Too much has been lost, and it weighs on me heavily. To dance and sing and laugh seems almost impossible.
And there is this--I am no good in crowds. I never have been. Sylvie--Sylvie is amazing. She can command a room, all dazzle and flirt until all were under her spell. I hid in dark corners, tongue-tied, until Pietro or someone rescued me. It was one of those things I thought would be easier as I got older, but it never did, just as I never did have a five inch growth spurt.
Perhaps the key is to wear something absolutely stunning, and say very little, and generally pretend to be a lady of mystery like in a dramatic novel. I think I might need more dark secrets for that to work, however.
Written By Dante
May 22, 2017, 12:10 a.m.(7/4/1006 AR)
The King is awake! Some good news, finally, even if he is unwell. Even if the man has never met me and likely never will, I take solace in the fact that our city has its leader back, even if only, for the time being, as a figurehead. Such people have power, even just in their presences.
Written By Dante
May 22, 2017, 12:08 a.m.(7/4/1006 AR)
I haven't been getting nearly enough time with those I love as of late. Hopefully, now that the combat has ended, that will change. It's a give and take, I suppose. Trade one for the other. I wonder which I enjoy more? Civilian life certainly doesn't agree with my as much as that of a soldier... I suppose I'm lucky to have been named the Sword of Tor - combat is always a part of my life. I've been slacking on my training as of late, though the war certainly helped with that. The training arena will certainly be seeing a good deal more of me in the near future, that much is certain.
Written By Dante
May 22, 2017, 12:01 a.m.(7/4/1006 AR)
Getting back to regular life after combat is always trying. Sometimes I think I'm much more suited to being at war than being at peace. I suppose I should count myself as lucky that I survived it, but I've been surviving wars since before I was a man. I find that I thirst for it, the stakes, the feeling of urgency... everything about war seems to agree with me. I wonder what that says about me, as a person?
Written By Torian
May 22, 2017, midnight(7/4/1006 AR)
Soon we'll have a location selected, and then we can move on to planning and construction. It won't be quick, but it's sorely needed to handle all the new orphans.
Written By Agnarr
May 21, 2017, 11:58 p.m.(7/4/1006 AR)
Maybe I should have become a Whisper. Or not. Not that handsome, ain't got charm.
Written By Aiden
May 21, 2017, 11:54 p.m.(7/4/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Ainsley
You proclaimed you were done with coddling me. So be done with it! I have grown up as you wanted. I have taken on responsibilities and become a part of this community. So who I spend my spare moments with is no longer your concern. If you feel it otherwise, we'll be waiting to talk to you, but if you take this to swords, I'll have no choice but to pick up a blade myself...!
Written By Fergus
May 21, 2017, 11:45 p.m.(7/4/1006 AR)
Notes for this past week.
1. Get better armor.
2. I'm worth at least 55 thousand silver.
3. I can't dance to save my life.
4. Get back to training.
5. Learn to dodge better.
6. Drink more.
7. Torment Freja more.
1. Get better armor.
2. I'm worth at least 55 thousand silver.
3. I can't dance to save my life.
4. Get back to training.
5. Learn to dodge better.
6. Drink more.
7. Torment Freja more.
Written By Larissa
May 21, 2017, 11:37 p.m.(7/4/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Aiden
Prince Aiden Grayson is someone I've come to know more and more over the past week. At times he reminds me of my darling Saedrus, the willingness he has to step forward and open himself up... The part of him that values beauty, and isn't afraid to dig deep within himself to bring it forth. He is excellent company, he plays music that makes your heart weep, he is attentive and selfless and dedicated to his endeavors. I so pleased we have begun a new friendship and look forward to his music and his company.
Written By Estaban
May 21, 2017, 11:32 p.m.(7/4/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Aiden
He is my friend one of the best any could ask for, he is in all tense and [purpose like a little brother to me...I would gladly risk my life for him if I had to again.
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