Written By Nix
April 1, 2017, 1:21 p.m.(3/12/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Peregrine
The worst example of what a woman could be.
She could likely trounce me in a straight-up fight...with my leg injured as it is, at least...but should she?
No.
This world is falling apart.
She could likely trounce me in a straight-up fight...with my leg injured as it is, at least...but should she?
No.
This world is falling apart.
Written By Nix
April 1, 2017, 1:19 p.m.(3/12/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Calarian
Met him in the Hall of the Dead.
So far he is just another Prince I do not like.
His wife steps in front to protect him.
HA.
So far he is just another Prince I do not like.
His wife steps in front to protect him.
HA.
Written By Magpie
April 1, 2017, 1:10 p.m.(3/12/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Calaudrin
Calaudrin paid me another visit last night. He's so bold. So much raw man. It was all I could do to keep myself from dragging him to a dark corner and ripping his clothing off in ecstasy and desire. Tell me, Journal... Why do I lack the courage and conviction to share my true feelings with him in person? Why must I write about them here instead in vain hopes that he'll take but a moment from his heroic day and stumble across my pining?
Oh journal! What am I to do?!
Even though there is a siege and an army of demons at our gates, my thoughts are only consumed with Calaudrin Estardes.
Magpie Estardes... it sounds nice, doesn't it?
Mag Estardes?
Calaudrin Grayhope?
Does anyone do floral arrangements? I'd like to send something to the Iron Guard barracks.
Oh journal! What am I to do?!
Even though there is a siege and an army of demons at our gates, my thoughts are only consumed with Calaudrin Estardes.
Magpie Estardes... it sounds nice, doesn't it?
Mag Estardes?
Calaudrin Grayhope?
Does anyone do floral arrangements? I'd like to send something to the Iron Guard barracks.
Written By Dulcinea
April 1, 2017, 12:49 p.m.(3/12/1006 AR)
Dear Me,
I do not want to write maudlin poetry and so I shant.
Deal with it.
In utter opposition,
Me
I do not want to write maudlin poetry and so I shant.
Deal with it.
In utter opposition,
Me
Written By Dulcinea
April 1, 2017, 12:03 p.m.(3/12/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Calaudrin
Dear Me,
I mentioned, when I rhapsodised about Esoka, a man-at-arms who boldly seized the moment to become our commander. His name is Calaudrin, and it should surely be sung.
Without him, we would have lost the gate, without question. The archers would have fallen into chaos. T'was his idea to light the arrows aflame, which panicked and weakend the enemy.
Also, he stepped in a bucket of pitch and burned his leg.
T'was only a moment, but a moment of such comedy and self-deprecation in the face of such awesome responsibility and peril, still marshalling the forces without missing a beat. He was such a storybook hero then, not shining and flawless but fearless and real.
I admit, if I were not already a little in love, I'd probably follow him like a puppy, longing for just another moment of that dry wit and authenticity. He is a joy of a person. Oh ye lovelorn, take note.
I do believe he's single.
Love and Puppy Love,
Me
I mentioned, when I rhapsodised about Esoka, a man-at-arms who boldly seized the moment to become our commander. His name is Calaudrin, and it should surely be sung.
Without him, we would have lost the gate, without question. The archers would have fallen into chaos. T'was his idea to light the arrows aflame, which panicked and weakend the enemy.
Also, he stepped in a bucket of pitch and burned his leg.
T'was only a moment, but a moment of such comedy and self-deprecation in the face of such awesome responsibility and peril, still marshalling the forces without missing a beat. He was such a storybook hero then, not shining and flawless but fearless and real.
I admit, if I were not already a little in love, I'd probably follow him like a puppy, longing for just another moment of that dry wit and authenticity. He is a joy of a person. Oh ye lovelorn, take note.
I do believe he's single.
Love and Puppy Love,
Me
Written By Dulcinea
April 1, 2017, 11:48 a.m.(3/12/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Esoka
Dear Me,
Esoka! What a brilliant, brave name for a force of nature! She's beautiful and her arms are magnificent, the arms of a woman whose blade is an extension of her every movement. I'd love arms like that, graceful lines of muscle from shoulder to wrist.
She leapt from the ramparts when we defended the Seawatch Gate. I would never have had the courage or even the notion to attempt such a mad and marvelous thing without seeing her soar. The next thing I knew, I was following her through the air, loosing arrows at a bringer on my way down.
Between the two of us, we slew the beast. The gate held. I felt such kinship and delight to have a comrade-in-arms. I am sure I shall remember her the rest of my days.
Of course, we would never have had the chance without the brilliant command of a man-at-arms who stepped up to marshal the archers -- and the brave archers, themselves. They demolished a horde of shavs, allowing Esoka and I our chance at the bringer.
By the grace and blessing of Gloria, we lost no men in the action.
I have been told that until I see a battlefield of a thousand slain, I shall never know the true nature of war. I have no doubt this is true. However, if there were ever any conflict in my heart between remaining safe home and placing myself on the lines... it is now gone.
As long as there are people to defend, I shall, no matter what cost.
Ansel shall be so very cross.
Love and Victory,
Me
Esoka! What a brilliant, brave name for a force of nature! She's beautiful and her arms are magnificent, the arms of a woman whose blade is an extension of her every movement. I'd love arms like that, graceful lines of muscle from shoulder to wrist.
She leapt from the ramparts when we defended the Seawatch Gate. I would never have had the courage or even the notion to attempt such a mad and marvelous thing without seeing her soar. The next thing I knew, I was following her through the air, loosing arrows at a bringer on my way down.
Between the two of us, we slew the beast. The gate held. I felt such kinship and delight to have a comrade-in-arms. I am sure I shall remember her the rest of my days.
Of course, we would never have had the chance without the brilliant command of a man-at-arms who stepped up to marshal the archers -- and the brave archers, themselves. They demolished a horde of shavs, allowing Esoka and I our chance at the bringer.
By the grace and blessing of Gloria, we lost no men in the action.
I have been told that until I see a battlefield of a thousand slain, I shall never know the true nature of war. I have no doubt this is true. However, if there were ever any conflict in my heart between remaining safe home and placing myself on the lines... it is now gone.
As long as there are people to defend, I shall, no matter what cost.
Ansel shall be so very cross.
Love and Victory,
Me
Written By Orathy
April 1, 2017, 11:31 a.m.(3/12/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Belladonna
*Written poorly*
With out me, where ya be now?
Be I was the only one be seein the arrow aimed fer yer heart...
Should be makin up fer all ill will, aye?
With out me, where ya be now?
Be I was the only one be seein the arrow aimed fer yer heart...
Should be makin up fer all ill will, aye?
Written By Orathy
April 1, 2017, 11:28 a.m.(3/12/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Lyiana
*Written poorly*
Best thing. She be stayin with me now. Be acceptin me confessions fer all tha I be doin.
Could not be havin a better woman.
Best thing. She be stayin with me now. Be acceptin me confessions fer all tha I be doin.
Could not be havin a better woman.
Written By Orathy
April 1, 2017, 11:27 a.m.(3/12/1006 AR)
*Poorly Written*
Be I lookin ta start somethin ta deal with dem troublers...
Fer the Lowers, fer the Uppers, fer... reaching heights we ain't all but dreamin of.
I be havin me own visions 'n they be different than wha me nieces want...
Aye.
Time ta be Orathy fuckin Culler.
Be I lookin ta start somethin ta deal with dem troublers...
Fer the Lowers, fer the Uppers, fer... reaching heights we ain't all but dreamin of.
I be havin me own visions 'n they be different than wha me nieces want...
Aye.
Time ta be Orathy fuckin Culler.
Written By Lailah
April 1, 2017, 10:10 a.m.(3/11/1006 AR)
Through all the darkness that surrounds us, there is some small comfort that I can find to bring light to my life. I can only hope that the gods continue to smile down at my good fortune, and allow me to begin this, the next chapter of my life. I can hardly wait.
I'll also say that while I am happy that my Aunt Ann has finally returned to Arx, I do wish it hadn't been under these conditions. I hope the siege is ended soon, and normal life can resume. I have so many plans to make.
I'll also say that while I am happy that my Aunt Ann has finally returned to Arx, I do wish it hadn't been under these conditions. I hope the siege is ended soon, and normal life can resume. I have so many plans to make.
Written By Percephon
April 1, 2017, 9:57 a.m.(3/11/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Korka
It's good to have Korka in the city. Her creativity in methods will certainly be useful during these times, and having another trustworthy member of the house such as her to help with research is a reassurance. Even she won't get too bored, what with the siege, bringers, and everything else going on at the moment.
Written By Luna
April 1, 2017, 6:55 a.m.(3/11/1006 AR)
I have written 8 drafts of a song. I have burned through several candles unable to sleep at night writing. However, this is the most current version. I may change my mind all over again in a few hours.
Starlight so far away...
We send our lights,
we pray...
Nothing will break our spirit..
We will not fear it..
Our Bones are broken..
Beaten to the ground..
With prayers spoken...
We ready for our second round..
Our dead will not be forgotten
We will defeat the evil, their begotten...
Lost souls of the City of Arx...
Light up the sky against the Dark..
Their spirits rejoin the stars...
and the war soon will be ours!
I have no idea what I am going to call it. The "Lights of Arx?" I have no idea. I need more sleep.
Starlight so far away...
We send our lights,
we pray...
Nothing will break our spirit..
We will not fear it..
Our Bones are broken..
Beaten to the ground..
With prayers spoken...
We ready for our second round..
Our dead will not be forgotten
We will defeat the evil, their begotten...
Lost souls of the City of Arx...
Light up the sky against the Dark..
Their spirits rejoin the stars...
and the war soon will be ours!
I have no idea what I am going to call it. The "Lights of Arx?" I have no idea. I need more sleep.
Written By Saedrus
April 1, 2017, 6:12 a.m.(3/11/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Aleksei
There now, that was not so painful was it?
One lesson complete. I can only hope progress is made with the next one and perhaps with less vocal complaints next time. I feel as though this is rather like training a puppy not to chew during teething. All the same, I am certain he will impress.
One lesson complete. I can only hope progress is made with the next one and perhaps with less vocal complaints next time. I feel as though this is rather like training a puppy not to chew during teething. All the same, I am certain he will impress.
Written By Tobias
April 1, 2017, 6:06 a.m.(3/11/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Silas
I don't think I'll ever know exactly why Everard decided to become... what he became... but Silas is as worthy a successor to the Lord Commander title as most anyone could have asked for, by my estimation.
Working with him during the time leading up to the battle of Pride Hall while the Crimson Blades were Iron Guard Auxillaries was enjoyable, and he didn't try to keep us longer than he needed to. I'd be happy to work with him again as it comes up during the siege.
Working with him during the time leading up to the battle of Pride Hall while the Crimson Blades were Iron Guard Auxillaries was enjoyable, and he didn't try to keep us longer than he needed to. I'd be happy to work with him again as it comes up during the siege.
Written By Ann
April 1, 2017, 1:19 a.m.(3/11/1006 AR)
Document the fourth:
3 gather together
2 announce their courtship (a blessing in a dark time)
1 has no whisky
... and I couldn't find whisky anywhere in the building. I ought to have stayed put and drank the wine.
3 gather together
2 announce their courtship (a blessing in a dark time)
1 has no whisky
... and I couldn't find whisky anywhere in the building. I ought to have stayed put and drank the wine.
Written By Tikva
April 1, 2017, 12:43 a.m.(3/11/1006 AR)
Even the sturdiest, coldest mountain yields to the melting warmth of fresh sunlight, with the first new growth of springtime. When you see the first new green leaves pierce the snow, you have to smile, don't you?
When that first bright daisy opens on a new day, it means more than simple flower petals.
Fuck the Bringers. I have a song to write.
When that first bright daisy opens on a new day, it means more than simple flower petals.
Fuck the Bringers. I have a song to write.
Written By Sparte
April 1, 2017, 12:38 a.m.(3/11/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Mae
Blood and kissing are not a winning combination, particularly when it isn't the blood of either of the two involved. Still, excellent creativity on her part made the night a rousing success.
Written By Peregrine
March 31, 2017, 11:43 p.m.(3/11/1006 AR)
...as dictated to a priest of Vellichor...
History is a cold forge in Arx. The halls are cold, the statues and the writings that tell the stories. The breath spent on songs and tales gives them life. Your heroes breathed once. They moved. They acted. To keep the history alive, you must breathe too. You must move, you must act.
This is something I think Arx is learning now. It is good. Keep the history alive and you keep the wisdom. Cold forges do not make steel.
History is a cold forge in Arx. The halls are cold, the statues and the writings that tell the stories. The breath spent on songs and tales gives them life. Your heroes breathed once. They moved. They acted. To keep the history alive, you must breathe too. You must move, you must act.
This is something I think Arx is learning now. It is good. Keep the history alive and you keep the wisdom. Cold forges do not make steel.
Written By Dulcinea
March 31, 2017, 11:08 p.m.(3/10/1006 AR)
Dear Me,
A belated letter! I've been so very neglectful, but everything has happened so fast.
I dove off a rampart and helped kill a bringer. And some shavs. Normally the shavs part would be worth the entire price of admission, but the BRINGER! (It was on fire!) My companions in action were delightful in every respect. They each deserve their own entry and shall have it.
I went to dinner with the Grimhalls. Lord Harald called me "Falling Arrow." I nearly died of joy.
I had a snit about my family not involving me in something? I think that's been documented.
Oh, and Lord Artorius very kindly continues to wear my favor on behalf of All Who Fight. Now that "All" is also ME, perhaps it helped in the whole rampart diving business? Who can say?
If only I could find more attractive armor and less people died, I'd be entirely behind this siege business.
Love and Flaming Pitch,
Me
A belated letter! I've been so very neglectful, but everything has happened so fast.
I dove off a rampart and helped kill a bringer. And some shavs. Normally the shavs part would be worth the entire price of admission, but the BRINGER! (It was on fire!) My companions in action were delightful in every respect. They each deserve their own entry and shall have it.
I went to dinner with the Grimhalls. Lord Harald called me "Falling Arrow." I nearly died of joy.
I had a snit about my family not involving me in something? I think that's been documented.
Oh, and Lord Artorius very kindly continues to wear my favor on behalf of All Who Fight. Now that "All" is also ME, perhaps it helped in the whole rampart diving business? Who can say?
If only I could find more attractive armor and less people died, I'd be entirely behind this siege business.
Love and Flaming Pitch,
Me
Written By Esoka
March 31, 2017, 11:03 p.m.(3/10/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Edelma
The Sword of Giant's Reach hits hard, drinks hard, and laughs hard at stupid jokes about men and their whales. We're fast friends.
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