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Written By Fortunato

Jan. 1, 2017, 11:05 p.m.(7/18/1005 AR)

A garden, cramped in by iron fencing, the gate open. The interior, overgrown and dense, is a wind of vines, rose bushes, woody stunted trees, herbs wound around the stunted trunks almost to the point of stranglement. But only almost. The leaves of trees, herbs, vines are dew-lit, damp, all green and healthy enough. Just— too much. Patches of ruin peek through the foilage, worn stone, broken tile, collapsed past recognition. Near the opening of the garden, six cups, all glistening but battered metal, tin, perhaps. Each cup planted with tiny, just-budding flowers.

Written By Sigurd

Jan. 1, 2017, 10:57 p.m.(7/18/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Nadia

My darling cousin. She is so sweet on the surface of things, but underneath, there are dark depths. Perhaps this is the reason for her close friendship with some Thraxians? Regardless, a more fine cousin I could not ask for, and I am not merely saying that because Cassius managed to recently best me (barely) in the sparring ring. No, she has been most generous with both time and effort since my arrival in Arx, and I look forward to working with her more in the future.

Written By Branan

Jan. 1, 2017, 10:56 p.m.(7/18/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Costas

This sellsword is... a curious man. He always has fine drink, and he never is shy about sharing it.

Written By Branan

Jan. 1, 2017, 10:55 p.m.(7/18/1005 AR)

Sometimes, you can only stand before the world and shout your joy for its glory.

Written By Zhayla

Jan. 1, 2017, 10:54 p.m.(7/18/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Samantha

The Marquessa. Samantha. Sam. She goes by a lot of names, but she extended a hand when she didn't have to: to protect, and to help me get to my feet. I don't know what to make of Arx yet, except that it's weird, and there are a lot of people who are willing to run around and hit each other fun, and some people will pay money for that, but I know what I think of her. I'm glad to be part of her household. Even if some of it's a little weird.

Written By Serafine

Jan. 1, 2017, 10:47 p.m.(7/18/1005 AR)

Finally found a use for the furniture Mother left behind, a whole set of mahogany furniture Father had crafted for her. It's been sitting aside getting dusty but a little oil and some elbow grease, and a fine thing to loan a friend. I hope she likes it.

...damn. I should perhaps -tell her- that it's on loan. She might be vexed with me...

Written By Joscelin

Jan. 1, 2017, 10:39 p.m.(7/18/1005 AR)

My guards won't let me feed them. At least, they will in shifts but it's frustrating.

How can I show my appreciation if they don't let me take care of them?

I'm going to knit them hats or something. Sometimes they're hard to keep track of but I'm learning their names.

Written By Rowan

Jan. 1, 2017, 10:28 p.m.(7/18/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Drea

It has been a few years since my teacher told me it was time to learn from experience rather than from her, that it was time to find my own understanding of what it means to be a shaman. I have been doing that. I have been walking my own path, and it has lead me to Arx, to meet Mother Bear, and possibly the next guide through that part of my life. There is wisdom and there is experience and there is a quiet formidability in her presence. I look forward to learning from my works with her.

Written By Calista

Jan. 1, 2017, 10:24 p.m.(7/18/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Donella

She enjoys the sweet sounds of my Alejandro's strumming.

Written By Calista

Jan. 1, 2017, 10:23 p.m.(7/18/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Leo

We had a talk this week. It was 'The Talk'. I was not ready for this talk but I knew it was necessary. I hope to never have this talk again.

Written By Cedarav

Jan. 1, 2017, 10:23 p.m.(7/18/1005 AR)

WHAT SINGULAR INCOMPETENCE

The amount of things that are out of place after the journey from Setarco is unacceptable! Those sea-men are stains upon the deck! Better a pack of monkeys handle my alembics. A sextant was shattered, and those heathens are supposed to know what that -is-.

Moreover, my dry lysate of selenyte was wetted...WETTED.

If only they'd have the ill luck to open my scarlet-scab collection! Then they would have rued the ... well. Er. I don't suppose Arx would like a new outbreak.

...best they leave that alone.

Written By Cedarav

Jan. 1, 2017, 10:19 p.m.(7/18/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Belladonna

My patron has bid me to Arx, and I came.

She gave me the most wonderful task.



.....learn everything.

Written By Killian

Jan. 1, 2017, 10:14 p.m.(7/18/1005 AR)

It's..unusual to say the least. The world has turned entirely upside down in so short a time, and now I find myself back in Arx. Moreover I am once more amongst family, and for the first in a long time I feel a meaning in that word. Harlan and Aislin, Olivia..most especially Cara. They are all so warm, so inclusive..well, okay, Harlan might not always be, but he bears a heavy burden. They all do for that matter, Aislin with the society, Cara as voice, Harlan in maintaining the Ashfords. I wonder how I can be of help, how I can serve and be a support rather than another burden unto them. I worry that years without one has left me unable to be part of a family. Lady Dawn asked how I was doing, and I had to confess my fear, that I worry constantly that I shall bring shame and embarrassment to these who have been so kind to me.

Written By Deva

Jan. 1, 2017, 10:07 p.m.(7/18/1005 AR)

They say to be careful what you wish for, and that couldn't be more true. Sometimes what you wish for might just tear you apart. Maybe some things are just better left unknown. Hindsight is a bitch.

Written By Branan

Jan. 1, 2017, 9:58 p.m.(7/18/1005 AR)

When before I met thee,
I not in truth, what I missed,
But with smile and repartee,
She takes me by agile wrist,
Muse, Lady, Lover, yet all three.
Not some casual spring tryst,
Shows me what might be,
When my lips she softly kissed.

Written By Max

Jan. 1, 2017, 9:53 p.m.(7/18/1005 AR)

Black Mountain is doing well. Very well. It has been enormously profitable. So much so that I have been able to fund several projects in Darkwater with the proceeds. This is very pleasing.

Also I got to go raiding.

That was fun.

Written By Valkieri

Jan. 1, 2017, 9:45 p.m.(7/18/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Lark

I have -- proposed to Princess Lark.

It is a logical choice. Of Grayson and its vassals, she is perhaps one of the smartest and most capable, which is what one should wish for in a familial addition. She is a Minister and now Voice of House Grayson. She clearly holds the trust of the Lady Regent, based on her place within the party to the Twilight Court.

And she is -- attractive. In a particular way, perhaps, but she is certainly not objectionable to look at.

I would...prefer not to put myself forward. I don't know what I'm waiting for, if not a match with a clearly intelligent partner who has much to offer Gemecitta. Whatever my feelings, my mind knows full well that the one match I would make for myself will never happen. No matter everything else. Even if the king were to suddenly awake. The number of changed circumstances that would make such a thing possible... No. Perhaps if she felt for me the way I felt for her, it would be different. But no.

Princess Lark is a sound alliance, and I am the most worthy candidate to offer her.

She is -- considering it now. She did mention that perhaps some attempt at romance would not go amiss, which is ridiculous. This is not a romantic proposal, and I had sized her for a more practical woman than that. Still, I visited a bookshop and a jeweler and found items I believe to be appropriate. It is little enough to sacrifice.

I suppose now I simply wait. It is an aggravating feeling.

*released black journal as stipulated by the will of the deceased*

Written By Nadia

Jan. 1, 2017, 9:34 p.m.(7/18/1005 AR)

It has been a long year and two months spent here in the Capital. I've made a great many mistakes, learned the hardest of lessons, and won and lost the most cherished of things all in the breadth of a few months. Some bridges are left in smolders, while others are forged of the strongest of iron and steel.

I could claim that I regret my mistakes, but I would not be stronger and wiser without them. I can only ask for forgiveness for them and tarry no more. It isn't the past that my thoughts lay, but here in the present as I look to the future of things to come.

Written By Ansel

Jan. 1, 2017, 9:30 p.m.(7/18/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Calypso

Now we're tied for the all-time dueling record. I'm impressed at the amount of time she's put into her swordsmanship while still balancing the responsibilities of command. Every time we meet in the ring, it's a contest of endurance, as we seem to be very evenly matched in skill.

If I'm forced to practice swordsmanship, playing about with the Lady General seems about the most pleasant way to do it. She's direct, and all about business.

Written By Ansel

Jan. 1, 2017, 9:22 p.m.(7/18/1005 AR)

Work continues on the Gauntlet. We've finished the rest of the work on the Tower for the moment, so now I can focus on the military grounds. Hopefully, this will give us a more solidified presence here in the city once we've finished the construction. Should save me the time of walking all the way over to the Malvici's place to practice, too.

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