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Codex entries that can be obtained for the Notes section of the journal. These are generally looted or found by interacting with objects in the world.

Cailan's Documents - Page 3 of 3

Main article: Codex entry: Cailan's Documents - Page 3 of 3

(This letter appears to have been crumpled, then carefully smoothed out and folded again)

Cailan,

The visit to Ferelden will be postponed indefinitely, due to the darkspawn problem. You understand, of course?

The darkspawn have odd timing, don't they? Let us deal with them first. Once that is done, we can further discuss a permanent alliance between Orlais and Ferelden.

--A note, written in an uncharacteristically familiar tone, from Empress Celene to King Cailan

Codex Entry: Berwick's Letter Codex Entry: A Letter to Someone in Highever Codex Entry: A Letter from King Endrin Codex Entry: A Note from the Honnleath Village Council Codex Entry: A Note from Ser Henric Codex Entry: A Letter from Rica

A Carved Elven Tablet

Main article: Codex entry: A Carved Elven Tablet

Four panels reproduced here appear to be part of a much larger mural.

The topmost panel shows a jug overflowing with water, standing on an altar. Three elves in robes are positioned around the altar, while a crowd of elves in warlike regalia stands just slightly apart from them.

Just below is a depiction of all the elves, those in robes and those in armor, prostrating themselves before the altar with worshipful expressions.

Third from the top is a carving which shows one of the three robed figures, a woman with an elaborate tattoo on her face, drinking from the jug on the altar while the other elves watch.

The bottom image shows the tattooed woman standing waist-deep in a pool of water. She holds the jug with water spilling out of its mouth. The armored elves bow before her.

—Describing a strange tablet.

A Tattered Shopping List

Main article: Codex entry: A Tattered Shopping List

sugar
wheat flour
fillet knife
ginger (for grandpa's flatulence)
ink
cod liver oil
dried mushrooms
rouge (Orlesian)

Also remember to ask if more beeswax will be available soon.

—A note on crumpled paper.

Codex Entry: Graffiti in Redcliffe's Tavern Codex Entry: A Decades-Old Letter Codex Entry: A Letter From Bann Mathuin Wulff Codex Entry: Avernus's Notes Codex Entry: A Plea from Commander Athlar Codex Entry: Load Limit Reached Codex Entry: The Black Vials

Correspondence Interruptus

Main article: Codex entry: Correspondence Interruptus
See also: Quest: Correspondence Interruptus

A collection of embarrassing personal communications between the spoiled wealthy and their objects of obsession.

*****

My darling Reginald,

I burn for you and because of you. Please use the enclosed tincture if our love is to endure.

Sarie

*****

To Wareth Lowstone,

Age, race, height. I care not for the differences others perceive. But matching your helmet to my tunic for the amusement of standing in line with your new "Silent Sisters" invite attention to where none was desired. I will not suffer your company again.

Alison Highover

(Scribbled below)
Gonna miss knocking heads with those girls.

*****

A delicate matter,

While I am overwhelmed at the prospect of having you, an unwelcome guest requires that you excuse yourself by the postern of my estate to avoid a mark upon our reputations.

"M"

*****

Miss Ambrose,

A long, slow grind, the motion careful, aided by generous application of oils. Size is no concern with my equipment, and I am always mindful when stuffing, not risking a burst before every order is fulfilled. My meat goes hand in hand with satisfaction.

Your interest astounds, but it is not my to question a customer's choice in nighttime reading. Three pound sausage again next week? No cheek, of course.

Yours,

Biller's Butchers

*****

Darling,

When next we meet, I would find it agreeable for you to leave your hat on. And mayhap your boots as well. And trousers. Shirt too. And I shall facilitate said clothed status by locking my door and posting a guard. Duly warned?

"X"

*****

My elfroot,

The herbalist suggested powdered bronto horn. I was very discrete.

Your sunflower

*****

Donogan,
On pain of death, you are
Now warned! My father found
The letters you previously
Sent, and is watching as I write
To tell you our relations are
Over! We must remain chaste.

Patricia

*****

You are filthy! A beast! Such depravity I have never been forced to suffer! How words are so laden when they leave your lips they are beyond decent imagining!

Madam, I love you.

Ser Augold

*****

My dearest Virginia Trueroyal,

Regarding: Bodice ripped
Enclosed are seven silver and my most heartfelt apologies for said bodice. I would blame the cold ocean spray, the loss of my favorite shirt, the bucking of the stallion, or perhaps the strain of maintaining all such elements while sitting for a portrait, but I was certainly not myself. I hope you will forgive me and not take it upon yourself to find your own determined way in this world.

Yours,
Ser Rival Grouseman

*****

Dear Ser Jon,

Your ministrations, while well intentioned, hold no promise. Do not despair, for it is not you, it is of me. I require and interval to acquaint myself with the personage you awakened. I'm certain we can maintain an amiable accord and the engagements with our mutual associations will not be awkward.

"Mari"

*****

To one's paramour,

When last we embraced, one noticed the redolence of another's company, but one was unmindful.

His Most Eminent Ser Fether Hapsmith Osvald III

*****

My love,

I long to dance you beneath the moonlight, our hearts beating like the paired wings of a dove, in concert with the glory of the Maker and the beauty of the world that we must shepherd in his absence. Join me in a purity that will last the ages, when the brothers mark the Chant of Light anew.

With all my soul,
Erec Denolven

(Scribbled below in a delicate hand)
Otter's pocket! He's earned it tonight!

Codex Entry: Circles Within Circles Codex Entry: Desire and Need

The Notes of Arl Foreshadow

Main article: Codex entry: The Notes of Arl Foreshadow
See also: Quest: Summoning Sciences

Books to pursue for future endeavors:

Lost Countenance: Ferelden to Orlesian Phrase Book
-Must not offend the potential landlords

Raising Spirits: Offspring and the Fade
-Terrible twos indeed!

Forest Fall: Truth and Legend in the Search for Arlathan
-Survivors? Poppycock!

The Origin of Theses: Knowing More than Everyone without Looking Like a Jackass
-Never get the time to read this. Maybe there's a stage play?

Irving's Mistake

Main article: Codex entry: Irving's Mistake
See also: Character: Irving, Character: Uldred

I followed another apprentice through supposed secret maneuvers today, and exposed her tendency towards blood magic. The environment of the tower is such that certain modes of thought are encouraged, both for good and ill. The students think we toy with them. The truth is far more intricate and directed. Deviant traits must be exposed early, or the whole of the Circle suffers.

Uldred has been very helpful in identifying the markers to look for. His skills at misdirection are admirable. I daresay that the apprentices would be shocked at his ability to manipulate them. I must organize a retreat such that the other enchanters can benefit from his skills.

—Excerpt from the journal of First Enchanter Irving

Codex Entry: Promises of Pride

Extracurricular Studies

Main article: Codex entry: Extracurricular Studies
Pile of Rubble in first area after ascending to this level:
I have the utmost sympathy for what happened to your charge, but it is beyond the Cicle's ability to anticipate every obscure demise that an apprentice might face, especially involving methods outside the already extensive realm of magical study. We simply don't have the room for additional training facilities, and there are concerns about becoming too inclusive that I will not elaborate on. Your request is denied. First Enchanter Sinclair


Pile of Books in next room after escaping from the Fade:
If space is your excuse, I will surrender my quarters. If it is about money, I will hire the appropriate people. I will not graduate another student ignorant of weapons that any ditch-digger can shove into his ribs. We teach them to append ridiculous glamours on parade arms, but they don't know simple steel. That is criminal. Enchanter Bergin


Pile of Books in room with Blood Mage and Charmed Templars:
Notice herewith that the exercise area on the fourth floor shall serve as permanent berthing for the templar garrison stationed at the tower. Since facilities that accommodate their particular training requirements are already on hand, they will be assuming an even closer watch over Circle affairs. Enchanter Bergin's optional weapons training is canceled until further notice. Enchanter Bergin has additionally stepped down from teaching duties. —First Enchanter Sinclair

Codex Entry: Feastday Gifts Credits Codex Entry: Feastday Pranks - Credits

Cailan's Documents - Page 2 of 3

Main article: Codex entry: Cailan's Documents - Page 2 of 3

Your Majesty,

My men will arrive as soon as possible to bolster your forces. Maker willing, this Blight will be ended before it has begun.

Cailan, I beseech you, as your uncle, not to join the Grey Wardens on the Field. You cannot afford to take this risk. Ferelden cannot afford it. Let me remind you again that you do not have an heir. Your death--and it pains me even to think of it--would plunge Ferelden into chaos.

And yes, perhaps when this is over you will allow me to bring up the subject of your heir. While a son from both the Theirin and Mac Tir lines would unite Ferelden like no other, we must accept that perhaps this can never be. The queen approaches her thirtieth year and her ability to give you a child lessens with each passing month. I submit to you again that it might be time to put Anora aside. We parted harshly the last time I spoke of this, but it has been a full year since then and nothing has changed.

Please, nephew, consider my words, and Andraste's grace be with you.

--A letter from Arl Eamon to King Cailan

Cailan's Documents - Page 1 of 3

Main article: Codex entry: Cailan's Documents - Page 1 of 3

To his Majesty, King Cailan of Ferelden:

My Warden-Commander assures me that we face a Blight. This thing threatens us both, and we must work together to fight it, lest it devour all. Our two nations have not had a happy history, but that is all it is--history. It is the future that is at stake now. Let us put aside our fathers' disagreements so that we may secure the future for both our countries.

My Chevaliers stand ready and will accompany the Grey Wardens of Orlais to Ferelden. At your word the might of Orlais will march to reinforce the Ferelden forces.

Sincerely,
Empress Celene I

-- An official letter from Empress Celene I of Orlais to King Cailan of Ferelden.

Codex Entry: Return to Ostagar - Credits Codex Entry: Seneschal Garevel's Missive Codex Entry: Ancient Writings