Written By Octavia
May 6, 2017, 9:48 p.m.(6/1/1006 AR)
It is a terrible injustice that Tolamar Brand inflicted upon our people, and one death is not enough punishment. I can only hope that the fate he finds at the hands of the gods is agonizing enough to pay for the innocents who died in the city.
Written By Anze
May 6, 2017, 9:41 p.m.(6/1/1006 AR)
Written By Merek
May 6, 2017, 9:38 p.m.(6/1/1006 AR)
Written By Carita
May 6, 2017, 9:37 p.m.(6/1/1006 AR)
We lose brothers. We remember.
I'm sorry... I really don't know what to say in rememberance.
I'm sorry Kasim.
I'm sorry Castor.
I won't cry for the loss, because we all know that it was for the right reasons.
Written By Joscelin
May 6, 2017, 9:16 p.m.(6/1/1006 AR)
Our work of rebuilding has just begun, but for now, it's a good night to breathe.
Written By Morrighan
May 6, 2017, 9:15 p.m.(6/1/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Darren
Written By Darren
May 6, 2017, 9:08 p.m.(6/1/1006 AR)
We stand united, we stand together - Bears, Serpents, Griffins, Foxes and Dragons. We fought as one, we defeated our enemy as one. Tomorrow will bring new challenges, but I will never forget: we are stronger united, then we ever will be apart.
Written By Freja
May 6, 2017, 5:22 p.m.(6/1/1006 AR)
To my father and mother, If I die, see you soon.
Written By Aleksei
May 6, 2017, 4:49 p.m.(6/1/1006 AR)
My family's not limited to blood. No one's is. Never forget that.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
Written By Morrighan
May 6, 2017, 4:23 p.m.(6/1/1006 AR)
If I live? I'm drinking. A lot. Those fuckers better get off my fucking beach. I want to go swimming.
Written By Khanne
May 6, 2017, 3:48 p.m.(6/1/1006 AR)
I do it for the Compact. I do it for the people. I do it for the Spirits.
Hopefully, I will come out of this battle with stories to tell and offerings of thanks to give. I feel their energy within me. My soul is strong, may it help guide me true on this day.
Written By Tikva
May 6, 2017, 3:39 p.m.(6/1/1006 AR)
Break yourselves upon our gates
Our arrows' heads shall be your fates
We stand tall and strong before your hate
With gods behind us, five and eight.
This is our City, these are our lives
This is our army, see how it strives,
This is our might and we'll crush you betimes
Face our wrath for your Abyssal crimes!
Written By Carita
May 6, 2017, 3:39 p.m.(6/1/1006 AR)
We're staying here, the safest place that we could be, I told her.
We prayed for our brothers. Every one that is fighting for us in the city. At least, if any of them die for the cause it will be as free men...
Be well. Each and every one.
Written By Serafine
May 6, 2017, 3:19 p.m.(6/1/1006 AR)
I'm ready.
Written By Rymarr
May 6, 2017, 3:10 p.m.(6/1/1006 AR)
The waiting is the worst part of it all. I am fearful. It would be a fool who does not recognize that fear can be hone courage. My greatest fear is for those within the walls who are unable to fight. The elderly, children, and others who would be a greater obstacle in a pitched battle than a boon. Since I've come to call Deepwood Manor my home and mingled with the many refugees there, I've come to understand that wars and battles are more than the warriors on the front lines. There are a great many left unaccounted for in the risks of warfare.
I will not go into this titanic battle for myself, Deepwood, or even my respective lieges. I will go into it for the people who are counting on every sword and spear that will fight in the streets on their behalf. Arvum needs us, so the righteous must answer that call.
Written By Peregrine
May 6, 2017, 2:23 p.m.(5/28/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Calarian
Calarian. Maybe I am bad for you exs--except for the swords I bring. Maybe there is no baby yet. Maybe I think you need to laf--laugh more. I think I am not a good city wife. But I am glad we married. You give me some smiles. If I live maybe there will be more.
If I die I tell the Gold Feathers to stay. To learn the city path. To help you learn ours.
Do not forget to feed Quork.
Written By Peregrine
May 6, 2017, 2:17 p.m.(5/28/1006 AR)
Gold Feathers are ready. It is good, this. To see the enemy come finally after much time spent waiting. Waiting is bad for people in fighting times. It is like mice who eat away at the crust of bread. They would eat and eat until nothing is left for the children.
We will be at the gate. A thousand of us to move quickly after those that come through.
We are ready. It is good.
Written By Estaban
May 6, 2017, 2:04 p.m.(5/28/1006 AR)
Written By Edward
May 6, 2017, 2:01 p.m.(5/28/1006 AR)
Long live the fighters.
Written By Edward
May 6, 2017, 1:53 p.m.(5/28/1006 AR)
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