Written By Merek
April 27, 2017, 9:51 p.m.(5/9/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Thena
Written By Rowan
April 27, 2017, 7:22 p.m.(5/9/1006 AR)
Raven saw this, and decided that he could not only do what Eagle had done, but he could do it better. Why settle for the lamb when there was more impressive prey on the hill. The next day, when the shepherd took his lunch, Raven took flight from his tree to swoop down on the flock of sheep.
Raven descended on the back of a wooly ram, but when he tried to rise again, he found his claws had become tangled in the wool. He flapped feverishly to try and take flight, but he was thoroughly stuck. The ram scarcely noticed that he was there. The shepherd, however, took notice and came to see. He untangled Raven's claws, but not without first clipping his wings.
That evening, the shepherd gave Raven to his son. 'What a funny bird,' he laughed. 'What do you call it?'
'That is a raven, my son, but if you asked him, he would say he is an eagle.'
Written By Harald
April 27, 2017, 6:34 p.m.(5/9/1006 AR)
Liars seem to believe that all other men are also liars. The mind of an honest man stands wholly beyond their ken.
Habits of deception mark one as pitiable, but also dangerous.
Written By Samantha
April 27, 2017, 6:03 p.m.(5/9/1006 AR)
Written By Tikva
April 27, 2017, 4:10 p.m.(5/9/1006 AR)
My greatest fear is for my son. I have lived my whole life in a state of more or less war with all the raiding parties and the threat of the Shav'Arvani, the enemy tribes upon our borders, in our woods . . . but never before did I fear to walk about the city streets with my child because of what we might come across.
I slew the seeming of a child that was a Bringer, who threatened the catacombs by trickery. My heart has been uneasy since then.
It is not that it is a bad lesson to learn, to question the evidence of my own eyes and ears. But it is a hard one.
Written By Kima
April 27, 2017, 3:21 p.m.(5/9/1006 AR)
Written By Lianne
April 27, 2017, 12:12 p.m.(5/8/1006 AR)
I miss the stars and the swallows. I miss the songs and the stories. I miss the winding roads and the clifftop vistas. I miss the particular rhythm of Setarcan life, the lull when the sun is highest, the peak as it sets. I miss the people, my people, so sharp and bright and vital.
But I no longer ache. I no longer pine for the Silken City that I so love. I no longer spend my nights staring up at artificial stars to feel a little closer to home. I do not need to. I have found home here. I have found purpose and joy and a strange and satisfying cadence which keeps me grounded.
Trapped as we are, I should want to escape, to flee the besieged city for the safety of my beloved island, but I am home, and I am happy, and I mean to stay.
Written By Charlaine
April 27, 2017, 12:07 p.m.(5/8/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Seva
Written By Mydas
April 27, 2017, 11:12 a.m.(5/8/1006 AR)
1. Promise whiskey if they listen.
2. Talk of Tehom while they drink.
3. Offer a whiskey bottle to go.
You would think by now Southerners would have realized any kind of worthwhile conversation is always had with whiskey in hand.
Written By Simone
April 27, 2017, 10:34 a.m.(5/8/1006 AR)
Even now, years after this, when the wounds I leave heal.
Even after sleep with fierce eyes closed
and if her heart
is broken, it is as least still.
You would also be falcon and go free.
You would tread her wrist and wear the hood,
set high, no limits, strike and draw blood.
Written By Leona
April 27, 2017, 10:16 a.m.(5/8/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Leola
Written By Leona
April 27, 2017, 10:13 a.m.(5/8/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Miles
Written By Rook
April 27, 2017, 7:29 a.m.(5/8/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Silas
find that once profit is no longer the aim of your craft you will enjoy it remarkably more.
It was the way with my transition from common to lord courtier.
Written By Juliet
April 27, 2017, 4:26 a.m.(5/8/1006 AR)
Written By Silas
April 27, 2017, 4:24 a.m.(5/8/1006 AR)
I will remain in the Crafters Guild, but once that day comes I will no longer be using my carpentry skills for profit.
Written By Silas
April 27, 2017, 3:55 a.m.(5/8/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Aiden
I'm not sure if I can manage to sit perfectly still for an extended period of time, but I'll give it a try.
I consider him a dear friend, whose thoughts and opinions I will continue to seek.
Written By Alis
April 27, 2017, 12:36 a.m.(5/7/1006 AR)
Written By Orathy
April 26, 2017, 11:19 p.m.(5/7/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Dominique
Written By Aureth
April 26, 2017, 11:15 p.m.(5/7/1006 AR)
I'm going to do just what I choose to do and not bother you about it.
Written By Aureth
April 26, 2017, 11:11 p.m.(5/7/1006 AR)
Yet it's easy to become jaded, isn't it? To know the works of charity that must be done and to suspect the perfidy in the hearts of humans. Because we do all have a choice, don't we? To do as we should, as we ought, or as we ... want. Haven't we all seen it, all too often?
If the Sentinel watches the injustice we work, what must Gild feel when she sees what so many of us do with our coin?
This is my prayer to Gild, Goddess of Fellowship, may I never forget the Boroughs, the hard-hearted and the downtrodden. Let my works do good for more than just myself and my goddess and those I love. Let me work in service of the common good. And may my fellows not forget what all that charity is supposed to be for.