Written By Simone
April 6, 2017, 11:18 a.m.(3/22/1006 AR)
Dearest Gentle Reader:
Another month. The weeks have been a slow blur of tedious routine. I am told that this will last into the middle of summer. I hope - sincerely - that the siege will be over by then because I could not stand the idea of bringing life into wartime. A silly and short-sighted concern. As it is, this entry was brought to the Scholars by my maid, Georgette. I remain isolated. Not from fear, no, but from simple common sense and more than enough selfishness for my (or, rather, our combined) safety.
They do not tell you of the strange array of issues that arise from this ... condition. (To put it mildly.) It seems like a unusual topic for an entry into the White Journals, but, I have no other experiences to share other than this. I was not expecting to literally glow from this, and the thought alone has me quirking a smirk from the idea. The idea of a glow seems like a farce, and that's enough to piss a lady off.
They do not tell you that you will feel strange and detached, that bending will become tiresome, and that even the thought of certain things will make you violently ill. In fact, I have barred Marius from even mentioning whiskey in my company --
They do not warn of experiencing dramatic emotional outbursts, the fits of crying and anger. I feel as if I could blame it on one main culprit.
But, I would never be that unkind.
M. Simone Greenmarch
3.22.1006 AR
Another month. The weeks have been a slow blur of tedious routine. I am told that this will last into the middle of summer. I hope - sincerely - that the siege will be over by then because I could not stand the idea of bringing life into wartime. A silly and short-sighted concern. As it is, this entry was brought to the Scholars by my maid, Georgette. I remain isolated. Not from fear, no, but from simple common sense and more than enough selfishness for my (or, rather, our combined) safety.
They do not tell you of the strange array of issues that arise from this ... condition. (To put it mildly.) It seems like a unusual topic for an entry into the White Journals, but, I have no other experiences to share other than this. I was not expecting to literally glow from this, and the thought alone has me quirking a smirk from the idea. The idea of a glow seems like a farce, and that's enough to piss a lady off.
They do not tell you that you will feel strange and detached, that bending will become tiresome, and that even the thought of certain things will make you violently ill. In fact, I have barred Marius from even mentioning whiskey in my company --
They do not warn of experiencing dramatic emotional outbursts, the fits of crying and anger. I feel as if I could blame it on one main culprit.
But, I would never be that unkind.
M. Simone Greenmarch
3.22.1006 AR
Written By Talen
April 6, 2017, 10:56 a.m.(3/21/1006 AR)
If you're looking at my journals you need to do something better with your time.
*the cursive penmanship in this entry is fucking amazing*
*the cursive penmanship in this entry is fucking amazing*
Written By Sameera
April 6, 2017, 10:34 a.m.(3/21/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Harald
Not the most complimentary of people. To most he is probably not even very nice. For me he is safe, so to speak. He is very traditional in the ways of those that are under the fealty of the Thrax family. I wonder if he is this way with all people. I find a certain comfort in the familiarity of his mannerism. Well, not in that he is familiar with me but his mannerism is. Not so weird.
Written By Sameera
April 6, 2017, 10:29 a.m.(3/21/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Max
He does not like it when I am formal with him. Weird. He wishes I would call him 'Max' or even 'Brother' but neither are comfortable for me. Besides, we argue most every time we meet. Is that the way of siblings? I don't know. I have been just me for a very long time.
Written By Sameera
April 6, 2017, 10:26 a.m.(3/21/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Ariel
Decided to give Lady Ariel a gift in the form of a aeterna outfit. I had money doing nothing. She was really happy about it. She looked like she was going to hug but respected my dislike of being touched and did not. Kindness. She is, perhaps, one of the limited people I would allow to touch to an extent. The being kind is still weird but a little more acceptable from her.
Written By Sameera
April 6, 2017, 10:23 a.m.(3/21/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Ford
Lord Ford Kennex. I do not understand him. He is similar to Lady Arcelia in some aspects but different. Weird. Not a terrible person.
Written By Sameera
April 6, 2017, 10:21 a.m.(3/21/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Octavia
Lady Octavia Kennex is easier to deal with than most. My experience is she does not play at being all nice and treating me as an equal. I am a former thrall so this nicer than people acting like I am as good as a noble. She is not mean, has many kind words. Her mannerism is one I understand.
Written By Sameera
April 6, 2017, 10:18 a.m.(3/21/1006 AR)
Did a chains of office for Lady Octavia Kennex. It was of some of the lowest quality metals. For such an important position that she holds I felt it best to make it to the best of my abilities. It is of the most divine quality.
Written By Niamh
April 6, 2017, 10:04 a.m.(3/21/1006 AR)
Much of my day to day life is taken over by The Champions. When I first came to Arx, it was the Guild that most embodied the spirit of honor and chivalry that I, as a newly minted Oathlands Knight, wished to be. Even today I strive, though sometimes I fail, to live my life by knightly codes. Since the Siege I have had more time to contemplate what it means to be a Knight.
To be a Knight and to be a Champion hold certain basics in common. You defend those who cannot stand for themselves. You bear the brunt of certain consequences for those that need the help. As a Knight I would take what violence might be visited on another on myself instead. I would stand infront of the brigands trying to raze a village of such were required. Champions take the wounds of a duel on behalf of another.
This bearing if consequences is pivotal to the Knight. You CHOOSE to take action because it is the right thing to do. You ACCEPT the consequences of that action because that is the honorable thing to do. As a Knight we must recognize this. We stand between others and the darkness of the world. We accept the consequences of our stand and hold the line. We do not let others bear our burdens if we are capable of doing so alone.
We do not let others bear our scars when we have flesh left to take them.
To be a Knight and to be a Champion hold certain basics in common. You defend those who cannot stand for themselves. You bear the brunt of certain consequences for those that need the help. As a Knight I would take what violence might be visited on another on myself instead. I would stand infront of the brigands trying to raze a village of such were required. Champions take the wounds of a duel on behalf of another.
This bearing if consequences is pivotal to the Knight. You CHOOSE to take action because it is the right thing to do. You ACCEPT the consequences of that action because that is the honorable thing to do. As a Knight we must recognize this. We stand between others and the darkness of the world. We accept the consequences of our stand and hold the line. We do not let others bear our burdens if we are capable of doing so alone.
We do not let others bear our scars when we have flesh left to take them.
Written By Magpie
April 6, 2017, 8:07 a.m.(3/21/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Calaudrin
His wife is a very lucky woman. Very lucky indeed.
Written By Moira
April 5, 2017, 11:40 p.m.(3/21/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Asher
A creative and ambitious young man. I would like to see how far his ambition takes him.
Written By Driskell
April 5, 2017, 11:25 p.m.(3/20/1006 AR)
War and sieges tend to be seen as dark times, with people feeling as though scars worn make them less beautiful. Scars are merely footprints in life's journey, marks on the trail that will be your life. Those that have been wounded grievously in battle defending the Compact should feel always welcome wherever they go.
You've my thanks.
You've my thanks.
Written By Acacia
April 5, 2017, 11:21 p.m.(3/20/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Calandra
She's as brilliant as ever. I wouldn't miss a single one of her performances.
Written By Acacia
April 5, 2017, 11:20 p.m.(3/20/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Magpie
I might've been a little cruel to Birdie, but the man lost something of mine. And birds peck at each other, right? Something about feathers being similar, maybe? But he cooks a mean imaginary fish and knows how to procure the perfect drinks to pair. That's a good trait to have when minds are otherwise preoccupied with darker things. Besides, we both need to get our ships repaired and maybe we can get some joint deal.
Written By Acacia
April 5, 2017, 11:15 p.m.(3/20/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Joscelin
Joscelin's presence brightens up my life. There's so much that's genuine within her that being in her company is grounding in a sense. Business typically calls us apart, so our time together is often few and far between. But each time we renew that bond, it's like there was never any distance at all. Those are the best kinds of friends. The ones that get you, no matter what occupies you at any given moment. She had my support at the beginning when she first came to Arx. She has my support still.
Written By Acacia
April 5, 2017, 11:08 p.m.(3/20/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Calaudrin
I've yet to meet Refill's wife, Grace, but everything I've heard of her reminds of how fantastic a woman she must be. I think it's a little cruel that he's been holding back from giving those chocolate-drizzled pastries to Silas for all his hard work, but every one gets a little possessive from time to time. I think that's the only reason that he's loathe to talk about her as much as he should. And with everything ongoing, it's only natural how busy she must be.
I owe him a favor for how he assisted Vance though. And perhaps a kick, for educational purposes. I'd say dance lessons, but Guards who are graceful and adept at running across buildings aren't nearly as entertaining as those who do things bards often forget.
I owe him a favor for how he assisted Vance though. And perhaps a kick, for educational purposes. I'd say dance lessons, but Guards who are graceful and adept at running across buildings aren't nearly as entertaining as those who do things bards often forget.
Written By Moira
April 5, 2017, 11:08 p.m.(3/20/1006 AR)
Asher Morrilin this man, A is an interesting fellow. Ambitious, but charming. If you earn his loyalty, in manners other than money, it will last a life time. He is talented though, those earrings he made. I will keep my word and wear them, advertise the skill of the young man that would like to make a name for himself. But there is something about him too, that is just confusing.
Written By Calaudrin
April 5, 2017, 10:59 p.m.(3/20/1006 AR)
Let it be known:
I am not married.
Or am I?
I am not married.
Or am I?
Written By Magpie
April 5, 2017, 10:25 p.m.(3/20/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Acacia
I'm thinking about getting some singing lessons. Acacia Culler hurt my feelings very deeply when I suggested I could offer a night with a different sort of songbird.
I don't think I'll repeat what she said, but it stung. It stung like a knife with a blade laced in salt being slowly driven into my tender, fragile heart.
I am wounded... on the inside.
I don't think I'll repeat what she said, but it stung. It stung like a knife with a blade laced in salt being slowly driven into my tender, fragile heart.
I am wounded... on the inside.
Written By Aislin
April 5, 2017, 9:43 p.m.(3/20/1006 AR)
Someone asked me a while ago -- someone who knew me when I was little -- why I don't wear dresses or gowns anymore, not like I used to do when I wasn't in the field. I used to come home, take off the armor, and put on a dress, or a tunic and leggings if I planned to climb trees or something similar. But now I'm always dressed in leather armor, and they wondered why.
And I gave them my usual answer: that nowadays we should always be ready, when you never know when you might wish you were armored. But the thing is, that's not the truth.
Or not the whole truth, anyway.
The truth is, I stopped when my face was scarred. I think it started as a shield. A woman with a scarred face wearing armor looks like someone who's ready to meet and challenge the world, someone prepared. But a woman with a scarred face in silks? In a dress? An object of pity. And there are few things worse to see in someone's eyes than pity.
After a certain point, though, it just started to feel like me. The leather armor and sword have become as much a part of me as my arm, my eyes. In some ways, I feel naked and defenseless without the armor now.
But sometimes... sometimes I do miss it. Just a bit.
And I gave them my usual answer: that nowadays we should always be ready, when you never know when you might wish you were armored. But the thing is, that's not the truth.
Or not the whole truth, anyway.
The truth is, I stopped when my face was scarred. I think it started as a shield. A woman with a scarred face wearing armor looks like someone who's ready to meet and challenge the world, someone prepared. But a woman with a scarred face in silks? In a dress? An object of pity. And there are few things worse to see in someone's eyes than pity.
After a certain point, though, it just started to feel like me. The leather armor and sword have become as much a part of me as my arm, my eyes. In some ways, I feel naked and defenseless without the armor now.
But sometimes... sometimes I do miss it. Just a bit.
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