Written By Kima
July 21, 2016, 8:02 p.m.(2/3/1004 AR)
No one will ever say of me - there is a woman after Gloria's own. This does not bother me. Indeed, it would be laughable if that were so, for I have never claimed to stand as one of her staunch adherents. I am not much of a pious person, everything being honest, so the musings I lay down here are unlikely to ever crop up around a scholar's table. All of that said, I think people forget that one of Gloria's facets is that of war.
War, which is not honorable combat, and where little chivalry exists. In war, you do anything and everything you can to win. Not simply because of /winning/, which is arguably an abstract ideal, but because by doing so you've protected something - someone. Your people, your ideals, your beliefs and culture. Such things are at stake at war, and doing what you must to preserve them, even if it is despicable to others, that is worthy of honor; of glory.
You know where those things are not at stake? Duels. Tourneys. Personal tests of prowess. So I wonder - would Gloria smile benignly down upon those who rally around her name, and her ideals while displaying no such virtues? I question - is it honorable not just to the goddess, but to the House you serve to wield a weapon meant to defend their very virtues and principles during say, a personal duel?
I know, or suspect I know, the arguments people will lay at my feet. It shouldn't matter if your House supports your choices. Or perhaps, if you win, you're bringing glory to the House you serve. Both of these are valid, though I think they are largely Lycene mindsets. Having been in Arx for a little while now, I have begun to ponder these things, because I'm in frequent interaction with those beyond the Lyceum. From all over the Compact, in fact, and I find myself having to more carefully consider my choices due to the possible repercussions they may have upon those whom I serve.
It's quite tiring, frankly, but I shall persevere.
War, which is not honorable combat, and where little chivalry exists. In war, you do anything and everything you can to win. Not simply because of /winning/, which is arguably an abstract ideal, but because by doing so you've protected something - someone. Your people, your ideals, your beliefs and culture. Such things are at stake at war, and doing what you must to preserve them, even if it is despicable to others, that is worthy of honor; of glory.
You know where those things are not at stake? Duels. Tourneys. Personal tests of prowess. So I wonder - would Gloria smile benignly down upon those who rally around her name, and her ideals while displaying no such virtues? I question - is it honorable not just to the goddess, but to the House you serve to wield a weapon meant to defend their very virtues and principles during say, a personal duel?
I know, or suspect I know, the arguments people will lay at my feet. It shouldn't matter if your House supports your choices. Or perhaps, if you win, you're bringing glory to the House you serve. Both of these are valid, though I think they are largely Lycene mindsets. Having been in Arx for a little while now, I have begun to ponder these things, because I'm in frequent interaction with those beyond the Lyceum. From all over the Compact, in fact, and I find myself having to more carefully consider my choices due to the possible repercussions they may have upon those whom I serve.
It's quite tiring, frankly, but I shall persevere.
Written By Acacia
July 21, 2016, 7:27 a.m.(2/1/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Chanse
Chanse Grayhope was always of that age where we never quite ran in the same circles. The one that came between my Father and I. Which basically had him too old to do more than glare at our mayhem and too aloof to bother throwing us in the river for it. But everyone in the Boroughs knows his name and the place he keeps, even if no one would dare to really ask him about his business otherwise. He's the epitome of that sympathetic bartender, except you have to exchange the smiles for scowls and the friendliness for glares. But there's something real about him which makes him almost too easy to both talk to and look up to in the process. I respect him. I always have. And while I know beyond a doubt that he'll always be dangerous and he'll never be a Culler, the whiskey served by him is still my favorite.
Written By Rohkir
July 21, 2016, 7:14 a.m.(2/1/1004 AR)
I wonder at times whether I watch the shadows too intently. Whether I imagine they are darker than they are. The truth I suppose is that I'm used to a place crueler than this, in a more direct way. I can only assume these to be the same, if only attempting to be more clever in the way they dance around it. Say what you will, but most people will whisper in your ear your praises, and then a moment later act all the more against you for it. It is unsettling at times, how easily it is some people here call up that thing that lurks, buried deep. The beasts of war sleep restless always, don't they?
Written By Edain
July 21, 2016, 7:04 a.m.(2/1/1004 AR)
People ask me all the time, 'why is does your War Horse have such a silly name.' I guess to explain that I have to explain one of my father's traditions. Whenever we pass from the age from being a page to a squire, we are taken to the stables, and we attempt to ride our first charger. My father, Radley, said this was to begin the bonding process between Knight, and the horse that will be the one to carry them into battle, but it is also an exercise in perseverance. No matter how natural of a prodigy you are, at the age of 13 you are not prepared to control such a powerful beast. You learn to get back up after being thrown and continuing to try again. Once everyone is done having a good natured laugh at you you get to name his your horse.
Well, it turns out hubris was to be my lesson that day, I really thought I would be able to tame that massive beast right away, and I was wrong. The stallion threw me into the dirt again and again, each time becoming more agitated. I was too stubborn to admit defeat, and with each attempt the charger became angrier and more aggressive. It got to the point where the horse was in a near rampage and my father, my brothers and his knights were getting spears ready to put the stallion down. And that is when my sister, only 8 at the time fearless approached this rampaging stallion that was about to trample me and calmed him to docile as a puppy in mere moments with a handful of arugula leaves. "I think his name is Sir Arugula," she informed me confidently.
"Arugula?" was my incredulous answer to which she politely corrected me by saying, "Sir Arugula." In honor and thanks to her I made that his name. Eventually the spirited Sir Arugula allowed me to ride him, and bond we did. While he never got quite as big as some charger's get, he had amazing stamina and intelligence for his breed. He even was able to accept training as a courser as well as a charger. He has never lost his love of throwing me into the dirt when I least expect it though.
Written By Acacia
July 21, 2016, 6:57 a.m.(2/1/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Everard
Mmh. The Lord Commander of the Iron Guard. I have nothing but kind words to say about the exceptionally polite man, they've just managed to slip my mind at the moment. I do believe he knew my Father quite well though.
Written By Acacia
July 21, 2016, 6:44 a.m.(2/1/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Rohkir
Prince Rohkir Redrain strikes an imposing presence whenever you first lay eyes on him and his every word is the kind that makes you forget how old he truly is. He proved himself to be generous, polite, yet carried himself with a certain level of control and hard-won experience that speaks to his House and those he stands alongside. Any man who can balance good humor with seriousness with such grace remains impressive. It's hard to capture my attention for any lengthy period of time-- he did just that. Plus, his stories were beyond decent and there's a certain character when talking to a man adorned in an array of elaborate furs that he likely skinned himself. Call me a romantic, but blood on snow really is a nice kind of visual.
Written By Deva
July 20, 2016, 10:05 p.m.(1/28/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Esera
Once upon a time, High King Alaric confused Princess Esera and I on a tour of the palace. We couldn't look or behave any less alike, but it was great fun letting him go on as he did. It was the start of a beautiful friendship, and hopefully positive ties between North and South. It's hard, losing a parent under such mysterious circumstances as we did. I know she shares the same, aching pain.
Written By Isolde
July 19, 2016, 5:17 p.m.(1/24/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Alarissa
Oh, the sweet girl thinks she can spar with me, with words and socially. She's utterly sweet. I may just keep her for my own.
Written By Dorian
July 19, 2016, 1:02 p.m.(1/24/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
This fellow seems powerful, and potentially dangerous, if you end up on the wrong side of him of course. Fortunately I know how to stay on the right side of those like him, for the most part at least. He's compensated me well to be on retainer to him, that is to always fight for him when he needs it, and he's promised good compensation for my services in the future as well. Hey, money is tight, and it was a great offer.
Written By Acacia
July 19, 2016, 10:53 a.m.(1/24/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Malavaunt
I had never really entered Master Malavaunt's shop in my past, though I'd seen it numerous times. Greeting him at the Rite was a rare and welcome treat, if not only for his willingness to wager with me, but the distraction provided in conversation, as well. Oh, the man certainly has his quirks, but the value of his leathers remains unquestionable. And what else would one ask for in a tanner?
Written By Viviana
July 19, 2016, 9:27 a.m.(1/23/1004 AR)
I have high hopes that many of the combatants and competitors of the Decathlon will fight with a token of favor from one of the ladies, or even lords of the court. I am unsure how common it is in Arx, but back home it is a large part of the excitement of a competition or duel.
Before the contest is to begin the challengers will approach those in the crowd to ask for their favor, it's very common for the ladies to hold up some token before hand though to make it clear to the challengers they are willing to give out a token of their favor but not all do that. In theory a lady might refuse to give one out, but in practice this almost never happens as it's quite awkward for all involved. How valuable and personal the token is shows the degree of favor the lady shows for her champion. A simple ribbon or kerchief is the standard, but items of clothing or personal jewelry can be offered for those one particularly favors. You risk whatever you hand over being damaged in the conflict you see, so the more valuable it is to you the more invested you are in your champion. After the conflict is over the challenger will return the token, although it is not unheard of for ladies to refuse the return and allow them to keep it instead, that is also a sign of particular favor.
Some think that a sign of favor is a romantic overture, and sometimes it is that, it is not unheard of for champions to return the token to the lady after the event is over in the lady's bedchamber for instance. But in truth it can and usually does show any kind of favor, that for family, or for friendship or for loyalty. Alliances have been cemented with the bestowing of a precious favor.
The tradition began during war time, when ladies would give precious items to warriors about to leave to go to war, entrusting the warrior to bring the item back to them as a way to ensure they returned home safely. Then became part of duels, and finally a part of all contests. I can only speak for my own region of course, I know not the traditions of elsewhere, still I can't help but hope the practice becomes popular, it can add so much more romance and intrigue to the battles of skill that we all so enjoy, you are never so enraptured by a duel as you are when one of the fighters has your token wrapped around the hilt of his sword. It also can be a wonderful source of gossip.
Before the contest is to begin the challengers will approach those in the crowd to ask for their favor, it's very common for the ladies to hold up some token before hand though to make it clear to the challengers they are willing to give out a token of their favor but not all do that. In theory a lady might refuse to give one out, but in practice this almost never happens as it's quite awkward for all involved. How valuable and personal the token is shows the degree of favor the lady shows for her champion. A simple ribbon or kerchief is the standard, but items of clothing or personal jewelry can be offered for those one particularly favors. You risk whatever you hand over being damaged in the conflict you see, so the more valuable it is to you the more invested you are in your champion. After the conflict is over the challenger will return the token, although it is not unheard of for ladies to refuse the return and allow them to keep it instead, that is also a sign of particular favor.
Some think that a sign of favor is a romantic overture, and sometimes it is that, it is not unheard of for champions to return the token to the lady after the event is over in the lady's bedchamber for instance. But in truth it can and usually does show any kind of favor, that for family, or for friendship or for loyalty. Alliances have been cemented with the bestowing of a precious favor.
The tradition began during war time, when ladies would give precious items to warriors about to leave to go to war, entrusting the warrior to bring the item back to them as a way to ensure they returned home safely. Then became part of duels, and finally a part of all contests. I can only speak for my own region of course, I know not the traditions of elsewhere, still I can't help but hope the practice becomes popular, it can add so much more romance and intrigue to the battles of skill that we all so enjoy, you are never so enraptured by a duel as you are when one of the fighters has your token wrapped around the hilt of his sword. It also can be a wonderful source of gossip.
Written By Acacia
July 18, 2016, 8:06 p.m.(1/22/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
Prince Inquisitor Gareth Grayson is a man who stands true to his beliefs. No one in their right mind would seek to cross him. Perhaps fewer still to think of wooing his friendship. He has deep pockets and a keen mind, both of which I'd naturally prefer out of the Boroughs.
Written By Jaenelle
July 18, 2016, 6:17 p.m.(1/22/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Barric
Barric is the man that all the story books about dashing Princes are written about. He is honorable, charming, and enjoyable company. I met him upon returning to the city, and he has been very easy to get along with on those random rare encounters that we see one another. He certainly owes me a dance.
Written By Alarie
July 18, 2016, 5:32 p.m.(1/21/1004 AR)
I am now the proud owner of my very own shop! It is also on some prize bit of land, just northeast of the center of the city. PEope of all walks of life can come visit my shop here. I have named it the Fashion Boutique. Okay, I know it is not a very creative name, however everyone will know exactly what is being sold within. I am really excited with the possibilities that will arise with owning this shop!
Written By Alarie
July 18, 2016, 5:24 p.m.(1/21/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Fergus
The first time I met this prince, he belittled me in public. He made comments about my abilities as a tailor based on the fact I did not own a shop at that time and also because I had not learned how to work with leather yet. This really bothers me. Later, he sends me a message demanding my services. I think I will do the services just to spite him and show him the level of craftsmanship I can do.
Written By Dorian
July 18, 2016, 5:14 p.m.(1/21/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Alarie
Alarie is a cute clothier that Dorian met at a tavern one night. They have a friendly relationship and are on good terms.
Written By Jaenelle
July 18, 2016, 2:59 p.m.(1/21/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Freja
When I grow up, I wish to be like Princess Freja. She is capable and smart, and looks as if you'd think twice before you tried to cross her. We are two very different people, but she has been one of the few people in the city who appears genuine, as if she says exactly how she feels without apologies and expects the same from those around her. It must be a Redrain trait that my father did not pass down to me, as I am much more comfortable with social niceties. We have much to learn from one another.
Written By Rohkir
July 18, 2016, 3:44 a.m.(1/20/1004 AR)
Smiling faces and harsh whispers. Some people would rather hide behind lies and excuses. It suits them better anyhow. That's their core. Be mindful of shadows, walker in the wood, for they writhe.
Written By Gustave
July 18, 2016, 12:45 a.m.(1/19/1004 AR)
I seldom bother with journals of the Black. I am not so presumptuous as to think any of my thoughts are particularly worthy of secrecy or great solemnity, and most of what I think and write has probably has been thought and written before usually with far greater eloquence. So I write, mostly as an exercise in sanity and maybe so that the next hayseed may find some value in it. In all likelihood it will become one long treatise on fatherhood, rural versus city living, and pikes. Maybe also a few recipes. I worry about how these scholars eat.
Written By Gustave
July 18, 2016, 12:11 a.m.(1/19/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Talen
It was proposed by the Sword of Lenosia that in lieu of my atrocious riding, I should simply stand on the ground and thrust my spear at the relevant moment and thus joust in that manner. Not sure if this is a brilliant idea or a means for his own amusement. I will note that his strikes are surprisingly potent despite our difference in size and muscle, and I would be loath to face him in single combat again. A gracious winner and potentially a wise man. Good company if I can keep his sword pointed the other way.
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