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Written By Medeia

Oct. 18, 2020, 2:51 a.m.(3/21/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Neilda

My twin and I had a birthday very recently, which we intend to celebrate soon. However, we've already exchanged some gifts and acknowledged the day in a way that has become fairly standard - not seeing each other at all. That might sound dismal, but it isn't meant to be.

Just after the whirlpool disappeared, we slipped away with a small group to Nilanza, the surprise purpose of which was to catch her an octopus. We were rather successful and pretty much all of us wound up with one as pet (I still haven't named mine). She now has two! I would chase down a hundred octopuses - octopi? - to make her happy. She deserves it. My sister has been working hard for our family, and for me, and I would pluck every octopus from the ocean and every star from the sky if I thought either would adequately make up for everything she has done and will continue to do. She doesn't get nearly enough credit for what she does, for her talents, for her goodness. So, let me commit to the historical record: Lady Neilda Saik is phenomenal and I am one very lucky sister.

Written By Ophira

Oct. 17, 2020, 10:38 p.m.(3/20/1014 AR)

The news from Setarco is a concerning one but fitting as the Bloodmoon draws near - disrupting the flow of the ocean itself. What else is it causing to stir into wakefulness?

Don't look at me like that scholar, I once heard a story from a local fishermen who said there was a pod of rare white whales known to make appearances. What did -you- think I was talking about?

Written By Ryhalt

Oct. 17, 2020, 9:51 p.m.(3/20/1014 AR)

The Laurent Winter Wonderland was a fun time. A year round sled mountain should be a feature of every garden.

Plus, I almost got challenged to a duel over unadvised bee puns and revealing the truth of velvet being literal bee fur! A buzzing good time!

Written By Thea

Oct. 17, 2020, 9:19 p.m.(3/20/1014 AR)

Malvici dinner...

Was uneventful. Which for us lately, is a great thing!

Written By Philippe

Oct. 17, 2020, 5:50 p.m.(3/20/1014 AR)

The winter continues on. It has been long and cold, but mercifully free of armed conflict. And yet the unrest remains fresh in my mind. I think of it often as I make decisions about allocating resources. How can we ensure that we steward our lands in such a way that none go without who are willing to work for the common good? How do we keep the wolves from our door? I am always preoccupied by these questions. Answering them is essential to our ongoing stability and security.

Written By Wylla

Oct. 17, 2020, 5:33 p.m.(3/20/1014 AR)

It's been a long journey. I'm fed and bathed and ready for bed and still my mind spins with the things I've seen.

Long roads and rivers that wind, an ocean that stretched out forever. A coast and a path and the pull of divine, the eyes of someone I recognized.

I Dreamed of a face, someone I knew. She Inspired and smiled and I knew I was safe.

In my dream there was tea, because, there is always tea. And we spoke of things to come. I told her of the world and she told me of hers, and we mused over topics dear to us.

She touched me and it was like lightning, a shock to my soul! Bright and sudden and it came to me:

A voice, and it said, "Listen to the people; the praise of Jayus is not always in those that toil in shop and shelter. Sometimes it is in the strangest of places He inspires devotees, and we must not forget them either!

"The soul can flourish, the heart can grow without ever holding a brush. You can build without hammers, carve without stone, and leave an impression on generations without sewing a single stitch.

"Songs to be written, poetry to write, there are plays to create and perform; there are dances to sway, graces to beguile, and other ways we can't comprehend.

"Make a home for those who create from the heart, with only memory to mark what they've made, stories and songs, actors who know their lines by heart, painters who paint only for themselves."

Her voice in my ear, I woke with a jolt, still on the ship that anchored by a shore I didn't know. The journey was real, the scent of her too, so perhaps there is real wisdom to be learned from Dreams?

Written By Dycard

Oct. 17, 2020, 3:24 p.m.(3/20/1014 AR)

In light of recent events and in order to further develop my own scholastic ambitions, I will be publishing a series of texts on naval theory and doctrine, hopefully to the interest of those who wield more power than I do in order to effect policy change. I only pray i'm not counted as some kind of maniac or revolutionary for my thoughts, gods willing.

Written By Amari

Oct. 17, 2020, 2:32 p.m.(3/20/1014 AR)

Duke Cristoph and Lady Mabelle Laurent always host very enjoyable events. The snowbee at their estate, which seems to be a yearly tradition now, is cute. I wonder if I can't convince the Keaton children to try and build a snowhound or a snowgoat on the grounds. The Fortier twins are obviously too small for that yet, but I can't wait until they are.

Written By Neve

Oct. 17, 2020, 8:52 a.m.(3/19/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Victus

As a hobby, you could always try making more children? It's a popular hobby passed from all generations. You can never have too many little ones, can you? Then you can raise them and they can be so fun!

Written By Neve

Oct. 17, 2020, 8:51 a.m.(3/19/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Sorrel

She seems very patient, and knows a lot of barding things.

Written By Neve

Oct. 17, 2020, 8:50 a.m.(3/19/1014 AR)

I find that the world is a lot bigger place than I remember it being. In a good way, there's lots of people that you meet that you never would have thought you would. In a bad way, it always seems like there's new people showing up, and a lot of times those people seem to want to stick pointy things into us.

These people need more hugs or something as children.

Written By Rowynna

Oct. 17, 2020, 8:11 a.m.(3/19/1014 AR)

My cousin Dycard's caravel has now been completed. He allowed myself and Romulius an early tour of it, and I swear that I have never seen a ship quite so impressive as The Intrepid. I had a sneak peek at the figurehead too, and all I can say of her, for she most definitely is a her, is that she is hauntingly beautiful. I can scarce wait for the consecration ceremony, it will be wonderful to see the vessel blessed and ready to see service in Thraxian waters.

Written By Desma

Oct. 17, 2020, 8 a.m.(3/19/1014 AR)

The more I learn, the more I realise just how little I know. It could be frustrating, but I refuse to give into frustrations. I shall keep asking questions and I shall keep continuing to grow.

Ambition is the path to success.

Written By Damiana

Oct. 16, 2020, 10:06 p.m.(3/18/1014 AR)

I had a wonderful and unexpected blessing from the gods this week when I met Master Apollo Oakwood. We spoke about the subject of history and the past. The lesson was that all of our histories are incomplete. Not necessarily forgotten, that’d be too plain of a reason. But things that happened while we rested, moments of inattention. Times when we focused our attention on one detail that we thought was most important and in choosing neglected another detail which wouldn’t show its weight yet for some time.

I will keep this in my thoughts for the next few days as I reflect in the morning and evening prayers and ask the gods to help me focus on the details that might be diamonds in the rough which will be important for the future, and not distracted by what seems to be glittering gold. To let my mind and heart be open to receiving.

And as I promised many years ago, I will remain vigilant.

Written By Brianna

Oct. 16, 2020, 8:07 p.m.(3/18/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Medeia

Lady Medeia was an an incredible help and steadying force in the recent birth of my son. Thank you. From all of us.

Written By Dusa

Oct. 16, 2020, 2:45 p.m.(3/18/1014 AR)

It seems that more of the Northlanders I've written have stopped returning my letters.

I do not want to think about the negatives, so I will simply assume the couriers failed to deliver, or receive. Or they've moved on. Both are far more preferable to the alternatives.

I curse my melancholic humours.

Written By Gerrick

Oct. 16, 2020, 1:11 p.m.(3/18/1014 AR)

Many parties... Still figuring out this city.

Written By Sirius

Oct. 16, 2020, 12:35 p.m.(3/18/1014 AR)

Greetings, Custodian; it has been a while.

There's not much that I can add since my arrival to Arx once more. It has been a month and yet it feels as if I've only ever truly arrived but yesterday. The sheltering solitude of my room, the rare draft of cold that seeps through its window, it's a somnolent companion but the only I've wanted to cherish since the happenings in the East. Food has felt bland for some time now, compromise with the responsibilities of life unbearable, and meaning in it all hard to come by. Friends tell me it's but a phase from the duty faced there, in Elune. A recollection of emotions suppressed, trying to come out, but I know not if this is true.

Perhaps I shall linger here some time longer, awaiting that soon merciful oblivion that comes for us all. Morbid, isn't it? I suppose that, in that regard, I've never failed to deliver. Do not be disappointed, for there's much to ponder on, regrets to look back upon, dark truths to internalize from. I like to think inside such morbidity lies a fraction of truth, and the Queen will be laughing still, at the end of all my failings and remorses...

Either way, it is good to come back to you yet again. The journals help, and so does reading that of others, a reminder of life's stream flowing regardless of our successes and failings.

That is it for today, Custodian.

Written By Piccola

Oct. 16, 2020, 11:33 a.m.(3/17/1014 AR)

Competition is useful up to a certain point and no further.

But cooperation, which is the thing we must strive for today, begins where competition leaves off.

A wise general knows when this point arrives in any conflict.

Written By Rosalind

Oct. 16, 2020, 6:31 a.m.(3/17/1014 AR)

Happy birthday, my brother. I miss you so so much!

And thank you to everyone that came out to celebrate with me last night. Probably Triton too. In spirit. He's probably in Stormheart, drinking and saying the same.

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