Written By Remi
April 7, 2017, 4:09 p.m.(3/24/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Ariel
The Darkwater woman seems to be compassionate and determined. Compassionate in the fact she wants to improve the quality of life for those she finds within the city and wishes to do what she can to improve morale and determined in finding a path to such. It should be interesting to see what the future holds for her and what the city might do to change her.. Or what she might do to change the city.
Written By Luis
April 7, 2017, 3:41 p.m.(3/24/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Antonio
My arrival in Arx was soured by a vicious attack of Bringers, right in the heart of the city! Lord Antonio was with me, and with his help we kept a young family safe. The Knights fought valiantly, and I must confess I am slightly envious; songs only focus on those that throw themselves into battle, rather than those that protect innocents. Then again, the mother's tearful thanks once we had taken them home warmed me.
Written By Luis
April 7, 2017, 3:12 p.m.(3/24/1006 AR)
Sneaking aboard Prince Antonio's ship did not go quite as planned. Now he wants to come to some sort of agreement in how to repay him.
He didn't appreciate my offer of several crates of olive oil.
He didn't appreciate my offer of several crates of olive oil.
Written By Cara
April 7, 2017, 2:29 p.m.(3/24/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Peregrine
Peregrine is a recent arrival to Arx, having married Prince Calarian out in the wilds of the world. I find her rather delightful, actually, and I hope that I can begin to study the language of the Gray Forest Abandoned -- it will be important for diplomatic purposes, certainly. It's no easy thing to leave one's home and become part of another family, and I hope that I can help her feel welcome in the Manor.
Written By Antonio
April 7, 2017, 8:29 a.m.(3/23/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Luis
Stowaway. I'd half a mind to maroon him somewhere in the Saffron Chain as a lesson but I was on a tight schedule and didn't have time for any stops. He made himself useful to the crew so there was hardly reason to throw him overboard, other than that insufferable grin of his. I'll be meeting with Dafne about him later on, if she's agreeable he'll serve out his punishment for sneaking aboard with further time on my crew. If she's not agreeable, she can pay for these months of his room and board. One way or another.
Written By Antonio
April 7, 2017, 7:56 a.m.(3/23/1006 AR)
My meeting with Lord Luis Igniseri was interrupted by an attack the likes of which I haven't ever seen inside the city walls. The Knights seemed prepared, and I saw fit to put my sword arm to other use, namely pairing up with Luis to shield children from the fray. This feels less like being under siege and more like being under attack, without knowing when the blade will strike or from what direction.
Written By Antonio
April 7, 2017, 7:43 a.m.(3/23/1006 AR)
Made landfall yesterday and I've found the city changed, twisted into something she wasn't when we set sail all those weeks ago. We're under siege, but they haven't claimed our ports and I'll be honest it's been some time since I've had reason to leave Arx through the gates. It's damned inconvenient being unable to make it down to the beach; something will have to be done about that.
Of course, there are a million and one things to accomplish during this foray into the city; the investigation is taking longer than expected and it seems I'll need more help than we'd originally planned for. I'll entreat Uncle Niccolo and perhaps he can spare some others from the Mirrorguard to venture outward with me. Not all help comes in the form expected however; it seems the stowaway we picked up is interested in continuing this journey with us, despite having reached safe harbor. I'm not entirely certain safe is a word to be used so trivially any longer, in any case.
Of course, there are a million and one things to accomplish during this foray into the city; the investigation is taking longer than expected and it seems I'll need more help than we'd originally planned for. I'll entreat Uncle Niccolo and perhaps he can spare some others from the Mirrorguard to venture outward with me. Not all help comes in the form expected however; it seems the stowaway we picked up is interested in continuing this journey with us, despite having reached safe harbor. I'm not entirely certain safe is a word to be used so trivially any longer, in any case.
Written By Nix
April 7, 2017, 2:41 a.m.(3/23/1006 AR)
What a whirlwind couple of days!
I encountered Lady Juliet, who I then attended a musical performance with. Much to my chagrin she introduced me to a number of people. As antisocial as I have been feeling since my injury, it is good to meet these people, I suppose. Connections are important to have.
Today I wandered into the Inn and encountered a group of people. I chatted, and eventually had to verbally discipline some mercenary. He backed down, of course.
My duel is coming up soon. I do not know how I feel anymore.
I encountered Lady Juliet, who I then attended a musical performance with. Much to my chagrin she introduced me to a number of people. As antisocial as I have been feeling since my injury, it is good to meet these people, I suppose. Connections are important to have.
Today I wandered into the Inn and encountered a group of people. I chatted, and eventually had to verbally discipline some mercenary. He backed down, of course.
My duel is coming up soon. I do not know how I feel anymore.
Written By Calista
April 7, 2017, 1:22 a.m.(3/23/1006 AR)
I have spent a lot of time this evening reflecting on the past and reading over my old journals entries. It is amazing how much can happen in what seems like a short amount of time. The City if Arx is not the same as it was when I first arrived from Tor; then again, neither am I.
Written By Silas
April 7, 2017, 1:14 a.m.(3/23/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Aiden
I hope he'll be alright...
Written By Joscelin
April 7, 2017, 12:24 a.m.(3/23/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Acacia
It's always a pleasure to see this woman, and especially to be on the receiving end of her flirtations. But she's a tease on a massive scale, with her sweet kisses and caresses, it's enough to take the wind out of a lady's sales. Thankfully, she makes up for it with that dashing smile of hers.
Written By Mydas
April 6, 2017, 10:52 p.m.(3/22/1006 AR)
I have, for some time, been a recluse. Though paperwork is endless, and numbers ever await to be calculated and juggled, I know, should know, that they can wait. Yes, duty. But what does duty mean, as a concept, if one fails to spend time with the people they love, in the city they work to save? What then is the value of duty, what then does it represent to oneself? It becomes weaker, fragile, more easily scorned and broken the more one isolates from those things that remind him of why.
Ice looks strong until you see the cracks.
Ice looks strong until you see the cracks.
Written By Caelis
April 6, 2017, 10:04 p.m.(3/22/1006 AR)
Life in Arx continues to unfold in new and puzzling ways. I embrace the prospect of making new friendships here. I think these last months have been the longest I have spent in one place in years. To my surprise I am winding I don't hate it, though I ache to spend more time outside the city walls.
Written By Merek
April 6, 2017, 9:54 p.m.(3/22/1006 AR)
It was quite a battle. Not one that I'd hoped to have, and not in a place I'd want to fight any of the Bringers. The Valardin Knights fought well, as did all the others. I've never seen so much alaracite in one place either. We made fast work of the situation, but I still feel for the many folk that will not be the same after this. One wonders when this battle will finish. Some even seem to be cherishing the fighting. Is that part of coping with war? I'm not sure. We should find glory and honor it, but not hope and seek for it.
Written By Calypso
April 6, 2017, 9:51 p.m.(3/22/1006 AR)
I've never been a devout follower of the Gods. I respect them, I listen to the words of their priests, I do my best to understand the greatness beyond humanity. But I often fall short and find it easier, stronger in some ways, to lean on mankind.
That said I have been doing a great deal of reflecting on the Thirteenth. Which I think is exactly why he exists in the pantheon. The reminder that there are two sides to everything. That our reflections often show our truths. There must be balance in all things. We must pay attention to our reflections and see what stares back.
That said I have been doing a great deal of reflecting on the Thirteenth. Which I think is exactly why he exists in the pantheon. The reminder that there are two sides to everything. That our reflections often show our truths. There must be balance in all things. We must pay attention to our reflections and see what stares back.
Written By Eirene
April 6, 2017, 6:47 p.m.(3/22/1006 AR)
I love it when I'm right. I hate it when I'm right because it's usually about something terrible. But really. I love finding out I'm right.
Still - it's good to know I'm on the right fucking tracks when it comes to this shit.
Still - it's good to know I'm on the right fucking tracks when it comes to this shit.
Written By Rook
April 6, 2017, 5:29 p.m.(3/22/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Calarian
Well, well, well - look who it is!
Written By Shadow
April 6, 2017, 5:15 p.m.(3/22/1006 AR)
~Written in Northern Shav~
The winter grows colder, I am not sure though if it is from the weather or simply from the sense of despair that clings to the air with the bringers outside the city walls and their army. Hopefully the siege will break soon and maybe when it does I can continue towards my dream of opening up a shop of my own if we survive this.. if I survive this. Though I don't much mind the garden sometimes the cold still gets to me. I have near shaken this damn cough though, Hopefully soon it will be little more than a distant memory.
The winter grows colder, I am not sure though if it is from the weather or simply from the sense of despair that clings to the air with the bringers outside the city walls and their army. Hopefully the siege will break soon and maybe when it does I can continue towards my dream of opening up a shop of my own if we survive this.. if I survive this. Though I don't much mind the garden sometimes the cold still gets to me. I have near shaken this damn cough though, Hopefully soon it will be little more than a distant memory.
Written By Shadow
April 6, 2017, 2:48 p.m.(3/22/1006 AR)
~Written in Northern Shav~
The days in the city grow longer the more the siege takes hold of this city. I long for the fields and forests outside these walls but know that such would be suicide for the moment with the army at the doorstep and how would I even get outside the city without being mistaken for one of the enemy? I am lucky that within the walls none have mistaken me for part of the bringer army.
I fear that this fighting will only serve to divide people more, There are already whispers of food scares in the lower boroughs.. I wish I could help them but the little I manage to catch right now I must use so me and the pup survive this.. So that we might fight another day. Though how many days remains in question.. The more time that passes the more I think I may need to attempt my other idea, One that will likely lead to not glory but only pain and death.
In death though for one like me it is simply another journey I suppose. Perhaps my other self is strong enough that the spirit would remain and be able to help further. Or perhaps I would survive, Though at what cost.. What would come of me, What would come of any who would go along with such a plan as that?
The days in the city grow longer the more the siege takes hold of this city. I long for the fields and forests outside these walls but know that such would be suicide for the moment with the army at the doorstep and how would I even get outside the city without being mistaken for one of the enemy? I am lucky that within the walls none have mistaken me for part of the bringer army.
I fear that this fighting will only serve to divide people more, There are already whispers of food scares in the lower boroughs.. I wish I could help them but the little I manage to catch right now I must use so me and the pup survive this.. So that we might fight another day. Though how many days remains in question.. The more time that passes the more I think I may need to attempt my other idea, One that will likely lead to not glory but only pain and death.
In death though for one like me it is simply another journey I suppose. Perhaps my other self is strong enough that the spirit would remain and be able to help further. Or perhaps I would survive, Though at what cost.. What would come of me, What would come of any who would go along with such a plan as that?
Written By Eleyna
April 6, 2017, 1:20 p.m.(3/22/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Talen
Oh, but you write nonsense so prettily! How could anyone resist reading?
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