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Kenneth of Glashen
21 October 2011 @ 03:42 pm
[there are a lot of false starts here, until finally the writing has steadied...somewhat]

It's gone.

They're gone.
Mood: shocked doesn't even cover it
21 October 2011 @ 04:07 pm
[Filter: Eve]

I've gotten everyone ready to leave, but ...

Eve, there's something I need to tell you before we make our departure.
Mood: workingworking
21 October 2011 @ 07:07 pm
[Filter: Loki]

Okay, look, seriously.

You can keep on running away from me all you like but there's really only so many places you can go! Eina castle is big, but it's not that big! And I know you can't stay away from the practice yard forever!

If you don't stop and actually talk to me, you're going to regret it. I mean it. Stop avoiding me, you stupid ass.
Mood: angryangry
Keane of House Sylea
21 October 2011 @ 07:39 pm
[Filter: Private]

I wish I could just fucking hang him now and be done with it. If we didn't need his Dragonsdamned troops, I'd do it and say to hell with all of them. To hell with you, Uncle, to hell with your House, and to hell with your fucking nobility. What does nobility get you in this country? It gets you stabbed in the back when you turn around, and smiles to your face, and that's all it gets you. It doesn't count for anything besides that.

[Filter: Noye, Sylea, Ferselle]

I want to be out of here by Monday. Can we do that, Lirit? You're the one who's been looking after most of the town, you tell me. We can't afford to wait any longer.
Mood: determineddetermined
21 October 2011 @ 08:04 pm
Could it be? It is! It is! Lydia had better be reading this right this very minute because I cannot wait to tell her the great news that I finally have one of the magic journals everyone has been talking about! I was beginning to feel left out and I have been writing in my journal every night hoping to join in with everyone. I cannot wait to brag to everyone at the court who does not yet have one tomorrow!
Mood: bouncybouncy
21 October 2011 @ 08:16 pm
A second, last night.

A tailor in the city. Down on his luck, he had taken to drinking long, late nights and wandering home near dawn. I'd purchased from him before, and though he didn't tell me of his troubles, it was easy to guess by how thankful he was for my coin.

He walked down the dusty streets, never truly alone. Who in the city is ever truly alone? He had the crowd, and he had me. He made a turn into a foul part of town. Likely a shortcut. He had probably taken it dozens of times before. And unlike the wider streets, it was empty, and quiet, and no one ever thinks anything of a corpse found in the morning, not in the city's darker parts.

He must have confronted some other late-night walker. Perhaps one trying to take his purse. It happens, in the gutters and the slums, where there are so many thieves and beggars. The poor man. His throat was cut and he left such a mess. Such a tragedy. He still had so many years left to live.

Still not one of ours. Or, if so, a very lucky accident. Cleaner, this time.
Rae of House Taerin
21 October 2011 @ 08:30 pm
Shooting while Siuan is flying is really hard! I haven't been able to hit a target once. It's so different than trying to shoot when she's standing still, and it's not as fun as I thought it would be either.

[Filter: Private]

I don't know how I'm ever going to be able to do this. ... I can't think like that. Leigh would yell at me and I hate it when she yells.

At least Lawrence and Lauren came to see me shoot again, but they still care about Celeste more and it's not fair. I hate it. Lauren's my sister. She should care about me more but she only cares about Celeste and Tabby and Mairenn.
Mood: frustratedfrustrated
Dillon of Rowan
21 October 2011 @ 09:28 pm
[Filter: Private]

What exactly do I look like? A page boy? There are plenty of children whose job it is to deliver your bloody messages. I'm not going to even bother repeating some of that to Glenn, and you ought to be thanking me for it. He certainly wouldn't be indifferent if he heard some of what you've said, he'd be furious.

At least this is finally almost done with, and then maybe things with Hasten can go back to normal. It'd be nice.

[Filter: Glenn]

Your minstrel was looking for you again. She's insufferable, honestly, I think this is the tenth time she's cornered me and that isn't even mentioning all the times she's been pestering Connie and Chloe.

Could you just say something to her? Anything. I couldn't possibly care less what. Just, for Dragons' sakes, get her to either leave or get off all of our backs.
Mood: annoyedannoyed
21 October 2011 @ 10:02 pm
[Filter: Andrew]

... didn't we have plans?

I don't know where you are, but I waited for half an hour, and I just went by your room, and you're not there. I was looking forward to this, Andrew, but you're really not being respectful of my time. I have a lot of other things to do, today. Could you please write back and let me know where you are, and what's going on?
Mood: annoyedannoyed
21 October 2011 @ 10:38 pm
[Filter: Keagan]

I --


You -- you need to come down here. Right now.
Mood: shockedshocked
21 October 2011 @ 10:58 pm
[Filter: Pearl]

Hm, I don't suppose you've had any luck, have you? I think I'm just going to grab a coat and head into town~ If I do find Elden -- or Andrew, I suppose -- I'll be sure to give them a stern talking to~ ♥
Mood: curiouscurious
21 October 2011 @ 11:12 pm
You know what I think? I think that we ought to have a masque of our own! Wouldn't it be fun? Dressing up so that absolutely no one knew who was who, and no cheating! You wouldn't have any idea who you were mingling with, dancing with, oh, it sounds absolutely thrilling!

Why should Atsiria have all the fun??

I think we should do it! I could organize it myself, with a little help! I just bet I could. I want to. Let's do it! Who's with me??
Mood: cheerfulcheerful
Francisca of Emeron
21 October 2011 @ 11:26 pm
[Filter: Private]

I wish, I really really wish I didn't need to lie for Daddy back then. Canti ... the real thing happened to her, and I can't say anything helpful to her. And when she asks all I can do is fake it, and try to comfort her like ... I don't know. I feel so wrong doing this, but I can tell that it means the world to Canti for me to help her through this. And I know Daddy would want me to keep lying even if it hurts me to help her. I was never going to ell anyone the truth anyway, but now my lie is so close to the surface, and...

I look at Canti and I see what it's really like, and... it's just... this is so awful! And it wasn't a respectable merchant, it was a street rat! How can anyone do this to anyone else? She's getting better, but I don't know if she'll ever get over this. It was just so wrong... And I just feel this knot in my stomach every time I think about how bad I did with my lie. I shouldn't have recovered at all...

I wish I could tell her the truth.

[Filter: Canti]

Are you feeling up to a game right now? I've got a checkerboard with me, and I think you're going to win today! We don't have to play if you don't want to, but I think you'll smile a lot more if you play with me!
21 October 2011 @ 11:35 pm
[Filter: Franel and its Retainers]

Before I explain, I think it's important that we keep everyone as far away from the new puzzle room as we can for right now.

Pearl alerted me to a situation that brewed down here while the rest of us were asleep. Something happened to Nessa, Jonathan, Gebann, Elden, and Andrew, and they're all sitting down in these strange seats made of aurae. I'm suspecting magical play at work because all of them would be extremely careful not to do what it looks like they did. I need some more time to see if I can find any clues in this room that will explain what's happening. None of them are active, but each of them are still breathing. I'm worried about what will happen if anyone else tries to touch them, and so I need you all to keep people away.