Written By Ariel
April 9, 2017, 1:10 p.m.(3/28/1006 AR)
Happy dancing feet
Never stopping when you play
Drumming out each beat
Never stopping when you play
Drumming out each beat
Written By Estaban
April 9, 2017, 12:45 p.m.(3/28/1006 AR)
Hear my promise of blistering light
Sowing a rose of obsidian
My dear I promise
Death comes to all
In a heartbeat only silence
Let's play with the fire that runs in our veins
Trust in the might of a miracle
Now winter has come and I'll stand in the snow
I don't feel the cold
And it's all that I will ever need to believe
One day I know we will meet again
In the shade of a life to die for
Watching the world through the eyes of a child in Elysium
Will I know you then?
Now bring down your fortress and swallow your pride
Don't break in your moments of ignorance
Existence will capture a spark of life
Just a fragment, but it's all that I will ever need to revive
One day I know we will meet again
In the shade of a life to die for
Watching the world through the eyes of a child in Elysium
Will I find you there in that darkness
Of the shadow that comes over all?
Dear friend will I know you then?
Will I know you then at all?
Sowing a rose of obsidian
My dear I promise
Death comes to all
In a heartbeat only silence
Let's play with the fire that runs in our veins
Trust in the might of a miracle
Now winter has come and I'll stand in the snow
I don't feel the cold
And it's all that I will ever need to believe
One day I know we will meet again
In the shade of a life to die for
Watching the world through the eyes of a child in Elysium
Will I know you then?
Now bring down your fortress and swallow your pride
Don't break in your moments of ignorance
Existence will capture a spark of life
Just a fragment, but it's all that I will ever need to revive
One day I know we will meet again
In the shade of a life to die for
Watching the world through the eyes of a child in Elysium
Will I find you there in that darkness
Of the shadow that comes over all?
Dear friend will I know you then?
Will I know you then at all?
Written By Estaban
April 9, 2017, 12:33 p.m.(3/28/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcelia
She has forgiven me, the one thing that means most is back in my life but why does it not feel the same? Why does it feel like I am on the out side now looking in and it will never be the same.
Perhaps after time, but do we have time? If the gods are showing themselves to us and giving us gifts to help win this fight are we really going to have long? I guess all we can do is live day to day and make the best of it.
Thank you my sweet sister for forgiving me even if I do not always deserve it.
Perhaps after time, but do we have time? If the gods are showing themselves to us and giving us gifts to help win this fight are we really going to have long? I guess all we can do is live day to day and make the best of it.
Thank you my sweet sister for forgiving me even if I do not always deserve it.
Written By Tikva
April 9, 2017, 11:56 a.m.(3/28/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Reese
A reprise? A sequel?? A canto! I hope to sing the whole damn thing at the wedding!
Princess Ribbons rode to war
boldest, with esprit de corps
conquering hearts left and right
as she raised her shining blade to fight!
But the lady took no prisoners
With no more than a glance in particular;
She was matchless, unattached
While those Bringers she dispatched
None could claim her, nor dared try
’Twas the fire in those bright blue eyes
While she blew ‘em apart, cut ‘em in half
Smashed ‘em flat and crushed the chaff—
But a stalwart warrior like our heroine
Need not stand alone, nor no fellow win;
You see, all a girl like that’s gotta do is ask
And her boy’s gonna to do any wooer’s task
So who would Princess Ribbons claim
but the rascalliest blade you could name,
that brightest spark of the Champions’ Guild
whose name many a singer’s tongue has thrilled?
The slipperiest Prince of the Mirrorguard
Prob’ly oiled up for her bright regard
the finest Lycene swordsmanship might
be a sweet dower for her bridely delight.
Their swords will dazzle, pink and black
While they’re slaying foes back to back
Princess Ribbons rode to war, my dear,
and snatched herself a pretty cavalier.
Princess Ribbons rode to war
boldest, with esprit de corps
conquering hearts left and right
as she raised her shining blade to fight!
But the lady took no prisoners
With no more than a glance in particular;
She was matchless, unattached
While those Bringers she dispatched
None could claim her, nor dared try
’Twas the fire in those bright blue eyes
While she blew ‘em apart, cut ‘em in half
Smashed ‘em flat and crushed the chaff—
But a stalwart warrior like our heroine
Need not stand alone, nor no fellow win;
You see, all a girl like that’s gotta do is ask
And her boy’s gonna to do any wooer’s task
So who would Princess Ribbons claim
but the rascalliest blade you could name,
that brightest spark of the Champions’ Guild
whose name many a singer’s tongue has thrilled?
The slipperiest Prince of the Mirrorguard
Prob’ly oiled up for her bright regard
the finest Lycene swordsmanship might
be a sweet dower for her bridely delight.
Their swords will dazzle, pink and black
While they’re slaying foes back to back
Princess Ribbons rode to war, my dear,
and snatched herself a pretty cavalier.
Written By Juliet
April 9, 2017, 11:35 a.m.(3/28/1006 AR)
The gods are making themselves known among us. I heard it said, yesterday - We lost her, and she lost us, we found her, and now... Now she has found us.
They were talking about the Queen of Endings, the Mother of Beginnings. She appeared before a crowd of mourners, celebrating the lives of those lost.
She elevated her chosen one.
I've said before that my life has taken the strangest turns. Not only in the things I have experienced, but in what I have witnessed.
I like it.
They were talking about the Queen of Endings, the Mother of Beginnings. She appeared before a crowd of mourners, celebrating the lives of those lost.
She elevated her chosen one.
I've said before that my life has taken the strangest turns. Not only in the things I have experienced, but in what I have witnessed.
I like it.
Written By Joslyn
April 9, 2017, 11:04 a.m.(3/27/1006 AR)
Life is a river, with many paths to choose along the way. Once a direction has been chosen, there can be no going back, but just because the fork was large, and took you in a direction you never expected, it doesn't mean you can't choose the rest of the forks. There will always be decisions to make, and where those decisions lead is up to you.
Written By Orathy
April 9, 2017, 10:55 a.m.(3/27/1006 AR)
*Writing is improving or it's one's imagination that is seeing it better written*
Be closa ta findin answers.
Be comin with a cost.
Time ta drink me face off.
Be closa ta findin answers.
Be comin with a cost.
Time ta drink me face off.
Written By Zhayla
April 9, 2017, 9:29 a.m.(3/27/1006 AR)
Death's Sword, Aislin called it. Him. A servant of Death and a warrior on the side of good. I saw him save people last night, more than once. And I saw him fight the Bringers and their forces.
So maybe that's all true, and the ... person, I guess ... fights on the same side as us, but he still makes me really, really, really uncomfortable.
Then again, death's never been very comfortable. It might be natural, sometimes it might be expected, and sometimes it could even be a relief in the face of suffering -- but it's never comfortable. Even knowing that there might be a beginning again.... So much ends with death, and there's such an awful stillness to the bodies left when the souls have moved on. I've never been comfortable looking back at the bodies of those I killed, even knowing I've done it for the best of reasons to defend the Compact.
The way he forms, too: out of dust, coming together in the air, just makes me think of the way those people Brand attacked just ... shattered into ashes and were gone. Ugh. Sorry, Queen, but your servant is Reall Creepy.
I wonder how Aureth feels about death. Death, capital D? From the looks of the rest of the journals I glanced at, he had quite an adventure the other day. Can he find it comfortable? Is it supposed to be? I should ask what he thinks, maybe, but I don't think death I ever want to get too comfortable with death. Not when I too often end up delivering it. I'd rather feel the weight of it. I dread the day I don't.
So maybe that's all true, and the ... person, I guess ... fights on the same side as us, but he still makes me really, really, really uncomfortable.
Then again, death's never been very comfortable. It might be natural, sometimes it might be expected, and sometimes it could even be a relief in the face of suffering -- but it's never comfortable. Even knowing that there might be a beginning again.... So much ends with death, and there's such an awful stillness to the bodies left when the souls have moved on. I've never been comfortable looking back at the bodies of those I killed, even knowing I've done it for the best of reasons to defend the Compact.
The way he forms, too: out of dust, coming together in the air, just makes me think of the way those people Brand attacked just ... shattered into ashes and were gone. Ugh. Sorry, Queen, but your servant is Reall Creepy.
I wonder how Aureth feels about death. Death, capital D? From the looks of the rest of the journals I glanced at, he had quite an adventure the other day. Can he find it comfortable? Is it supposed to be? I should ask what he thinks, maybe, but I don't think death I ever want to get too comfortable with death. Not when I too often end up delivering it. I'd rather feel the weight of it. I dread the day I don't.
Written By Leola
April 9, 2017, 8:48 a.m.(3/27/1006 AR)
After her Radiance advertised for the romance series, I went immediately to ensure an order was placed so that my patron, Lady Juliet Fidante, would be assured of a copy. The silver does not concern me; she's pledged more than enough to me for my support of late; and I'm fairly sure it would be returned anyway if I asked for it.
Lady Juliet Fidante, should you read this; I sincerely hope you enjoy the tales, and find them to your taste.
Lady Juliet Fidante, should you read this; I sincerely hope you enjoy the tales, and find them to your taste.
Written By Valery
April 9, 2017, 8:01 a.m.(3/27/1006 AR)
Working with other people was interesting.
It would had been more if they would share more of what they know...
It would had been more if they would share more of what they know...
Written By Tobias
April 9, 2017, 6:21 a.m.(3/27/1006 AR)
For the confused out there; while being mercenaries means the Crimson Blades work for the highest bidder... that doesn't mean we take suicidal contracts.
Our job is to fight your wars for you, not to die in your wars for you. Most of us do not have a death wish; we get into this profession for all kinds of reasons... and if a death wish is one of them, expect your silver to be thrown away. I'm perfectly happy with directing war efforts myself... or leading the Crimson Blades under another General. I've done both in my time as Lord General.
We are, as I speak, patrolling the walls and the river and docks with five hundred of our personnel for our client. I expect them to be there until the siege ends. This doesn't mean they expect to die defending those places. In fact, they have orders to fall back and regroup to wait for backup if the enemy employs overwhelming numbers.
Their job is to fight the war, not to die in it.
Our job is to fight your wars for you, not to die in your wars for you. Most of us do not have a death wish; we get into this profession for all kinds of reasons... and if a death wish is one of them, expect your silver to be thrown away. I'm perfectly happy with directing war efforts myself... or leading the Crimson Blades under another General. I've done both in my time as Lord General.
We are, as I speak, patrolling the walls and the river and docks with five hundred of our personnel for our client. I expect them to be there until the siege ends. This doesn't mean they expect to die defending those places. In fact, they have orders to fall back and regroup to wait for backup if the enemy employs overwhelming numbers.
Their job is to fight the war, not to die in it.
Written By Moira
April 9, 2017, 6:04 a.m.(3/27/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Mikani
A kind and valued friend. A kind woman with a good sense of humor. She does not need me to watch her back, but should she need it, I have her covered.
Written By Armel
April 9, 2017, 4:57 a.m.(3/27/1006 AR)
It itches. How can something that is no longer there /itch/? My eye didn't even itch before...And it still feels like it's there sometimes. Fucking insane is what it is.
I swear by all that is holy you will pay for this, demon.
I swear by all that is holy you will pay for this, demon.
Written By Ann
April 9, 2017, 3:38 a.m.(3/27/1006 AR)
Document the eighth:
1 tree
2 twigs
3 or 4 leaves
2 near misses but then whisky in abundance
1 very impressive, nameless gentleman
I bet you think this journal is about you, don't you?
Well, you're right.
1 tree
2 twigs
3 or 4 leaves
2 near misses but then whisky in abundance
1 very impressive, nameless gentleman
I bet you think this journal is about you, don't you?
Well, you're right.
Written By Silas
April 9, 2017, 3:20 a.m.(3/27/1006 AR)
I have been forgiven, but I'm not sure I deserve it...
Still... I'm happy.
Still... I'm happy.
Written By Aiden
April 9, 2017, 2:16 a.m.(3/27/1006 AR)
Good things that happened to me:
- A mystery basket with gifts was left in my room for me to enjoy. It included a book, tea, chocolate, and cologne!
- Prince Laric returned my messenger and with good news! I'm looking ahead. I might yet have a purpose to make proud the Grayson name!
- I obtained the volumes of law and have studied them.
- Silas, Barric, and other individuals saved us all in the Hall of Heroes.
- Father Orazio reminded me of what matters being a Grayson
- I survived.
Bad things that happened to me:
- My sister confronted me.
- I had dead body thrown at me, thrown by a Bringer. The same one who tried to lift me up by my neck.
- I saw a lot of people killed and killing.
- I am pretty sure I was poisoned.
- I don't like being a mouse.
- I used my bow for the first time against ... a being? They said it was a Bringer.
- I screamed a lot and was a coward.
- A mystery basket with gifts was left in my room for me to enjoy. It included a book, tea, chocolate, and cologne!
- Prince Laric returned my messenger and with good news! I'm looking ahead. I might yet have a purpose to make proud the Grayson name!
- I obtained the volumes of law and have studied them.
- Silas, Barric, and other individuals saved us all in the Hall of Heroes.
- Father Orazio reminded me of what matters being a Grayson
- I survived.
Bad things that happened to me:
- My sister confronted me.
- I had dead body thrown at me, thrown by a Bringer. The same one who tried to lift me up by my neck.
- I saw a lot of people killed and killing.
- I am pretty sure I was poisoned.
- I don't like being a mouse.
- I used my bow for the first time against ... a being? They said it was a Bringer.
- I screamed a lot and was a coward.
Written By Agnarr
April 9, 2017, 1:28 a.m.(3/27/1006 AR)
Sometimes wish the gods, spirits, elves, and fiends weren't so up now.
Common Shav bandits were easy coin.
Common Shav bandits were easy coin.
Written By Eirlys
April 9, 2017, 1:19 a.m.(3/27/1006 AR)
I was hoping things would be peaceful but it turned out not so. Three bringers attacked in the Hall of Heroes. I am thankful for those who were there and those I fought along side. I am so glad Percy was able to help get people out while the fighting happened. I worry about the young woman who was there. The one that told us we could vocabulate later. I should find her and make sure she is doing alright. I know from experience that what happened is not easy to process.
More and more losses, more people being hurt because of what is happening and not just physically. I hope and pray with all I have that we can fight back more. That we can stop this siege and that we can keep people safe. I also hope that we will not see overly eager people spoiling for a fight as if boredom were the worst thing to be feeling right now. So many dead, so many hurt, now is not the time for over eagerness. Now is the time for serving and protecting.
More and more losses, more people being hurt because of what is happening and not just physically. I hope and pray with all I have that we can fight back more. That we can stop this siege and that we can keep people safe. I also hope that we will not see overly eager people spoiling for a fight as if boredom were the worst thing to be feeling right now. So many dead, so many hurt, now is not the time for over eagerness. Now is the time for serving and protecting.
Written By Ford
April 9, 2017, 1:18 a.m.(3/27/1006 AR)
Did I witness a God with my own eyes?
Yes.
Did it feel like my very insides were trying to escape my skin?
Yes.
Do I trust the gift she bestowed upon 'her priest'?
Not for a fucking second.
Yes.
Did it feel like my very insides were trying to escape my skin?
Yes.
Do I trust the gift she bestowed upon 'her priest'?
Not for a fucking second.
Written By Malik
April 9, 2017, 12:53 a.m.(3/27/1006 AR)
Arx is a very interesting city.
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