Written By Inigo
April 6, 2017, 12:57 p.m.(3/22/1006 AR)
Written By Simone
April 6, 2017, 11:18 a.m.(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)
*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
Written By Sameera
April 6, 2017, 10:29 a.m.(3/21/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Max
Written By Sameera
April 6, 2017, 10:26 a.m.(3/21/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Ariel
Written By Sameera
April 6, 2017, 10:23 a.m.(3/21/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Ford
Written By Sameera
April 6, 2017, 10:21 a.m.(3/21/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Octavia
Written By Sameera
April 6, 2017, 10:18 a.m.(3/21/1006 AR)
Written By Niamh
April 6, 2017, 10:04 a.m.(3/21/1006 AR)
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
Written By Moira
April 5, 2017, 11:40 p.m.(3/21/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Asher
Written By Driskell
April 5, 2017, 11:25 p.m.(3/20/1006 AR)
You've my thanks.
Written By Acacia
April 5, 2017, 11:21 p.m.(3/20/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Calandra
Written By Acacia
April 5, 2017, 11:20 p.m.(3/20/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Magpie
Written By Acacia
April 5, 2017, 11:15 p.m.(3/20/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Joscelin
Written By Acacia
April 5, 2017, 11:08 p.m.(3/20/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Calaudrin
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)
Written By Calaudrin
April 5, 2017, 10:59 p.m.(3/20/1006 AR)
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 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.
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