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Written By Haakon

Nov. 13, 2022, 4:08 p.m.(11/11/1018 AR)

Those who cry for the Old Ways to return would do well to remember that we of Eswynd keep the old, hard ways more dearly than any Arvani.

And if they forget, we will remind them with spear and torch.

Dredcall cannot protect their people.
Death to all traitors.

Written By Gwenna

Nov. 13, 2022, 3 p.m.(11/11/1018 AR)

The seasons have changed again, and I sometimes feel like they all go too fast, blurring from one to another as the Compact faces tragedy and triumph. Winter is, unsurprisingly, my favorite time of the year but there is something to be said for the absolute beauty of autumn. Surely there are hundreds, if not thousands, of poems and songs about the changing of the leaves, but it truly is a spectacular vision. It is rarely the same and the wonder of it all never seems lost with experience.

Written By Mabelle

Nov. 13, 2022, 2:19 p.m.(11/11/1018 AR)

Being direct in your intentions is never the best way, apparently.

Written By Mabelle

Nov. 13, 2022, 10:26 a.m.(11/11/1018 AR)

Two drops upon one cheek,
Trailing down with each critique,
Thoughts of future ever bleak,
Havoc cannot be allowed to wreak.

Written By Ann

Nov. 13, 2022, 1:10 a.m.(11/10/1018 AR)

Relationship Note on Gaspard

I am delighted that Lord Blackram has taken up my offer and is now my protege. I believe he and Miss Morgan shall get along splendidly. I can't wait to see how things progress for us all.

Written By Mattheu

Nov. 12, 2022, 11:32 p.m.(11/10/1018 AR)

I've been told that the assistants are to help me. Though they are nearly family. We help each other. Doesn't matter who is paying them. All that matters is that I trust them and they trust me. The rest is simply the question of where the party is, or which way the wind is blowing. We can sort it out from there.

Written By Neilda

Nov. 12, 2022, 12:09 a.m.(11/8/1018 AR)

At the Shrine of the Thirteenth, I asked myself a lot of difficult questions of myself today. I meditated on the questions that I didn't have answers to.

Turns out, there's a lot of work involved with self-introspection, and it tired me out --

My bed was still warm.

Written By Mattheu

Nov. 11, 2022, 8:52 p.m.(11/7/1018 AR)

I wear the wind, as she leads me within a path where I meet the most interesting of people. Time is never sated with what is taken from us, it is upon us to make the most of the days we have before us. It doesn't matter if a rainbow is worn, or a single muted color. All are of the wind, and she is the one to watch. To press a naked face within, hair and song found in every turn. A note from string lingers upon lips, while the body seeks movement.

Hearing bells play in every step to then find the quietest of them seeking out their own song. The smile which grows is the one that we should seek forever more. Less it is to dance and dip into waters unknown.

Written By Mabelle

Nov. 11, 2022, 7:52 p.m.(11/7/1018 AR)

Relationship Note on Lucita

The Baroness' visit and song unleashed some surpressed emotions I did not know are still in me for the loss of my home.
While she apologized for making me sad, I've come to the realization: I'm always sad.

At least she managed to bring me joy by honoring me with a performance of it when the gallery opens.

Written By Torian

Nov. 11, 2022, 2:56 p.m.(11/7/1018 AR)

Relationship Note on Cillian

They sure grow up quick, don't they?

I've none of my own yet, but I have plenty at the Culler school.

They come to us so young and it seems like in a handful of seasons they're of age, putting what we've taught them to use.

I imagine it must be the same with one's own children.

Written By Neilda

Nov. 10, 2022, 1:22 p.m.(11/5/1018 AR)

I had a dream in which I wore a gown of pastel sunrises and sunshower rainbows. Then, the silks turned to spectral shadows and lingering sighs.

-- Now, how to translate that particular dream into being?

Written By Jaerith

Nov. 10, 2022, 12:53 a.m.(11/4/1018 AR)

You're knowing a little about families, are you not? Can never really choose them, and even when you're acting like a proper bastard, they always say that they're glad to have you back.

[Scholar's note: At this point, a canteen of some foul-smelling brew was thrust upon me, which I respectfully declined and which he took a great pull of afterwards.]

Ahhh, that is much better. Now, what's I saying? Oh, right. Families. Remember, friends're friends because of your brilliance, mistresses are so for your charm, but there isn't reason behind a family's care, because while you're born into it and part of it, none can be found in all the world to irritate you quicker than they can.

Written By Tesha

Nov. 9, 2022, 4:28 p.m.(11/3/1018 AR)

Relationship Note on Seth

I awoke this morning to Atramentous having passed in his sleep. He was such an old hound and I remember when Seth gifted him to me for my birthday so many years ago. It was one of the best gifts that I received from Lord Steelhart. Though I wish he were still alive to see how they hounds grew. And for him to see that Cale was found and has been given a good life. I fear that he will soon pass, but I can't dwell on that. I am glad that Atra's last night was spent in the gardens and then in his favorite sleeping spot near the fire. He will be missed so much.

Written By Eirene

Nov. 9, 2022, 1:28 p.m.(11/3/1018 AR)

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I'm ready to believe you!

Written By Sen'azala

Nov. 9, 2022, 6:47 a.m.(11/2/1018 AR)

I've had a number of people asking for my thoughts on the moon's changes. Frankly, I'd like to think of the moon as little as possible, but as it insists on being obnoxiously present, I'll be annoyingly cryptic in my answer.

Time. The moon is time. And, contrary to appearances, there's not much left of it.

Written By Noah

Nov. 8, 2022, 8:25 p.m.(11/1/1018 AR)

Sometimes I think you forget who and what I am. One day, I may even remind you.

Written By Neilda

Nov. 8, 2022, 12:05 p.m.(11/1/1018 AR)

I had a dream and in it, we named you Sofia. I woke up knowing that it was only a dream, but I'll remember that one for a while.

Written By Lucita

Nov. 8, 2022, 9:52 a.m.(10/28/1018 AR)

Relationship Note on Mirk

Despite the unsettling times, we still make time for friends and allies. Lord Mirk is such a wise man and so knowledgeable. He has earned my respect many times over.

Written By Aconite

Nov. 8, 2022, 9:20 a.m.(10/28/1018 AR)

On my first day in Arx a star shot through the heavens and what I saw then shook me to my core...

I pray it is not a repeat..

Written By Bonnie

Nov. 7, 2022, 10:10 p.m.(10/28/1018 AR)

A blood moon and now shooting stars. I hope my trip back to Arx isn't set on bad omens or anything. Time to throw some salt over my shoulder or something. That's what your supposed to do right?

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