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Written By Sudara

Aug. 18, 2019, 5:01 p.m.(9/4/1011 AR)

This might be an embarrassing thing to admit comparatively publicly, but I confess that I do not know quite how or why my cousin (first, once-removed to be precise) Celeste came to be known as 'the Iron Kraken'. Is she a kraken because of her ability to take an interest in many things at once? Because of the length of her reach? The firmness of her grasp on those things that secure her attention? Certainly, she seems to have little direct similarity to overgrown seafood.

Written By Lisebet

Aug. 18, 2019, 3:56 p.m.(9/4/1011 AR)

I feel like I want to get out and socialize again. It really is true that life does go on.

And after the baby is born, it takes a few weeks to get to this stage, but it happens. I am thrilled. Although this does mean I may have to find some mischief to get up to.

Written By Edward

Aug. 18, 2019, 3:48 p.m.(9/4/1011 AR)

Some journal entries are witty. Some are informative. This one is neither.

Written By Lisebet

Aug. 18, 2019, 3:40 p.m.(9/4/1011 AR)

Dinner with the Graysons is always entertaining. It was good to see some friends back in town after an absence and it was also good to enjoy a peaceful dinner.

I am looking forward to more of them!

Written By Ouida

Aug. 18, 2019, 3:32 p.m.(9/4/1011 AR)

It is strange how one can miss another so deeply, across a span of years so wide that the sense of a face, a scent, a voice is hard to grasp anymore save in a rare dream or memory--and one wonders if even that is truly accurate.

What a strange thing is the heart.

And dangerous.

Written By Martino

Aug. 18, 2019, 3:30 p.m.(9/4/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Thea

Have you had to Finn-proof all your furniture by lifting it off the ground?

He is getting big.

Written By Martino

Aug. 18, 2019, 3:29 p.m.(9/4/1011 AR)

Having spent the best part of this week, and the last, writing for the Lady Monique's competition - I am not sure I would ever cut out to be a writer. Usually someone does it for me.

Next hobby. Violin.

Written By Rymarr

Aug. 18, 2019, 2:54 p.m.(9/4/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Caius

There comes a time when conducting ones duties that someone may find themselves in a state where they seem to be going through their actions through rote, rather than any conscious thought. Immersed in the forward momentum, they can easily overlook general observations in favor of the pertinent details. That is where I have found myself for the past few weeks. Focused and honed with my vision and mind metaphorically tunneled.

It was like a hot knife through butter that news of Prince Caius Valardin's death cut through that state. I can't claim to have known him like a best friend, but I did have the distinct honor and privilege of knowing him as a fellow warrior. We rode together once, during the defense at the Lodge of Petrichor. Without going into the details of that encounter for one reason or another, Prince Caius revealed the full extent of his bravery to me during those engagements. When I went to him to enlist his aid, it was with a very clear and distinct warning provided: "you may die if you go with me". He did not hesitate. I have written previously about that interaction with equal measures of pride and the heat of a successful military engagement on our shoulders.

It is with sorrow that I must write it this time. This time it is not with the knowledge that he - and others - returned from their patrol alive, well, and whole. It is quite the opposite this time. Given what he fought through, endured, and what was ultimately something that would have killed many others in one angered gesture? I can only imagine what it took to fell him in battle. In honor of him, I may consider shaving my beard, much to my wife's chagrin. Perhaps I will grow a lip ferret in remembrance of Prince Caius Valardin. Though I can only imagine mine will not carry with it the myth and legend associated with the fallen Dragon of the Oathlands. The defenders of Arvum and the Compact have suffered a loss with his death. We will fight on though. In these times one must lead, follow, or get out of the way to use Prince Caius' words.

Written By Rymarr

Aug. 18, 2019, 2:27 p.m.(9/4/1011 AR)

The time approaches. Bend and bend and bend. Eventually being flexible must stop and a hard response must be given. Remain a reed in a moving stream until you must become a mountain.

Even if it kills you.

Written By Rymarr

Aug. 18, 2019, 2:24 p.m.(9/4/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Kerr

Reliable and committed. He has served House Deepwood for some time now and I am confident that when things get tough, he will plant his feet in defense of House Deepwood. I will be watching his growth with great interest.

Written By Dariel

Aug. 18, 2019, 2:20 p.m.(9/4/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Arcadia

I was glitterbombed. I suppose it was my turn.

I'm glad the messenger didn't find me until you were in my presence so at least it got you back as much as it got me. I'm still coughing the stuff up. It claws to my throat every time I do.

I shall no longer be opening packages except in your presence!

Written By Dariel

Aug. 18, 2019, 2:15 p.m.(9/4/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Miranda

I can't help thinking that went alright. Didn't it? Apart from the talk of ministers anyway.

Written By Arthen

Aug. 18, 2019, 1:21 p.m.(9/4/1011 AR)

I could do without all the heat and the humidity, seems endless don't it? Worse even when you are sitting around on your rear in Arx and not taking in the sound of the sea breeze and billowing sails, or trekking around beneath the canopy of a forest so old only the smallest shafts of sunlight manage to lance through and light up the path. When there's a path at all. I know this itch, and these endless hot days? They are the best for giving in to it.

Written By Brigida

Aug. 18, 2019, 1:08 p.m.(9/4/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Brigida

I am deeply concerned and worried for Archlector Brigida of Petrichor. Since she returned from the expedition to High Hill, where Duke Arn, Prince Caius and so many brave Compact soldiers lost their lives, she has been increasingly withdrawn. She is eating little and I believe sleeping less despite both mine and Keski's attempts to get her to eat and sleep more.
Her refusal to change out of those dirty, blood stained robes is also worrying and I dare not broach the subject with her against lest my knuckles suffer again.

She spends to much time alone and not even the presence of Oswald seems to provide any cheer for her. She refuses to speak about what happened at High Hill to anyone I know and I fear for her health.

I will pray to Petrichor further for her.

Disciple of Petrichor, Aide to Blessed Brigida, Archlector of Petrichor

Written By Wren

Aug. 18, 2019, 11:25 a.m.(9/4/1011 AR)

It is terrifyingly easy to hate someone, far easier than it is to love someone. Though I don't appreciate the thought of such extremes, there are more personages I dislike than outright hate. Not to say there aren't things or people I do hate. Oh, there are those. The dishonest, for one. It is invigorating to deal with those who can be so genuinely themselves, for good or for ill.

Written By Delia

Aug. 18, 2019, 11:20 a.m.(9/4/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Reese

I was as honoured to be Princess Reese's guest as she was to have me. An enjoyable time and beautiful clothing to admire all around. What more could I ask for?

Written By Thea

Aug. 18, 2019, 11:08 a.m.(9/4/1011 AR)

Sometimes it takes a talk with someone to put back in perspective something you forgot you wanted to do. Just add it to my list...

Written By Lucita

Aug. 18, 2019, 10:43 a.m.(9/4/1011 AR)

Taking the children to the shrines and starting to teach them has proven to be an interesting task. They are fascinated with the spiders, the fish in the pool, make faces in the mirrors and generally have done well though how much of theology they may absorb is questionable. Still, it is a start.

Written By Niklas

Aug. 18, 2019, 10:42 a.m.(9/4/1011 AR)

While the marquessa's forthcoming book of aphorisms sounds like it will be quite interesting, if anyone believes they can hate without first loving I would say that they have good cause to be thankful to have never run across someone worth hating from moment-one. These people tend to introduce themselves in a rough manner.

Written By Amari

Aug. 18, 2019, 10:04 a.m.(9/4/1011 AR)

Duchess Fianna Crovane and Marquessa Eilonwy Blackwood, thank you both very kindly. I'll not forget the hospitality, nor the wailing wind and frozen pines of the North any time soon.

Also, Veronica, I promise you I will never sing that one particular song ever again in your presence (unless you deserve it).

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