Written By
Macda
Dec. 28, 2018, 9:44 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)
Perhaps you shouldn't stand in places where strangers offer you gifts.
Dec. 28, 2018, 7:35 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)
Boys,
There comes a day when we must all face our end, and different people, different cultures, have different approaches to it. Different ideas on what it means to die without shame. My own are very traditional to the Mourning Isles, where our warriors seek a good death. That is not to say that we want to die needlessly or soon. There will always be enemies to fight, however, and there is no worthier way to meet your end than with a weapon in hand, facing them down as your grandfather did in defense of the Lodge of Petrichor. While I pray that I will get plenty of time to raise you and teach you, when my end does come, I also pray that it will be in defense of our people, our family, our way of life. If it does, rejoice for me as I did for my father when he found his good death.
Dec. 28, 2018, 7:07 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)
Thorley came home this evening. I had decided to take an evening with the girls and we were all on the bed, I was tickling Tala. These are the times that I treasure. And make me all the more thankful for Copper's sacrifice and final gift. Even more so for tonight my little Sorcha crawled for the first time. Intent on helping to attack her sister or save her from the tickling, I am not sure. But it was a wonderful sight. The simple things are what make it all worthwhile. The squeel and belly laughs of a baby. The cheerful giggling of your daughter as she asks for belly farts. The warmth of strong arms wrapped around you in love.
Dec. 28, 2018, 6:52 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on
Nuala
Another person who appreciates music. She seemed to like it well enough that before I knew it was giving her a lesson.
Dec. 28, 2018, 6:52 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)
I've seen such strange and wonderful things since I came to Arx. Just when I think I've come to terms with it, new mysteries present themselves. I don't know what any of it means, but on the day I came here my life changed, and for better or worse there's no going back now.
I surrender myself to whatever greater fate the spirits have in store for me. I will stay here, in this place, and follow these threads to their ends.
Dec. 28, 2018, 6:49 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on
Juliana
A gift from Juliana always has a bit of the unexpected about it. This one sent me at the onset of spring is a marble statue of Doc with a chick perched on his head. Such an surprise! I recognize the workmanship of Lord Sebastian in the exquisite way the detail has been captured. I had it placed in the spot he used to lounge up in the den in the site where he first received the gift of all those fowl. Thank you.
Dec. 28, 2018, 6:36 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)
You would almost think it was a Grayson.
Written By
Wyatt
Dec. 28, 2018, 6:24 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on
Malcolm
My cousin is new to being duke. Or being a noble. Or having responsibilities, I think. But he's doing a very good job in ways that Duke Gregor never would have dreamed of. Or tolerated. Or spoken of with anything but that weird grinding sound his teeth made. I kind of admire him for it.
Written By
Tikva
Dec. 28, 2018, 6:19 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)
I am now officially on the last year of my twenties. For those of you who didn't think I'd make it this far, the joke's on you!
Dec. 28, 2018, 2:38 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on
Reese
According to Ribbons, I am badass.
I can't think of more fitting praise.
Dec. 28, 2018, 1:19 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)
Do not trust strangers bearing gifts.
Dec. 28, 2018, 11:56 a.m.(4/4/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on
Saoirse
If I hadn't told you, how ever would you have known?
Also don't act like the siren song sung by those tomes didn't call to you. I was there, I saw your face.
Written By
Alrec
Dec. 28, 2018, 11:52 a.m.(4/4/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on
Karadoc
Lord Karadoc gives the best apologies. I hope to one day be insulted by him.
Dec. 28, 2018, 11:42 a.m.(4/4/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on
Sabine
You are fiendishly clever, Countess Tessere.
Dec. 28, 2018, 11:42 a.m.(4/4/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on
Juliana
I commit to these pages the following: Lady Juliana Pravus has won. I am certain it is her work that has immortalized my countenance in marble, and I will need to discover if she is the also to blame for the strange painting of the --hrm. What is a serpent-cat amalgam even called? Why in the Abyss would someone like her even -- oh. OH.
Dec. 28, 2018, 11:36 a.m.(4/4/1010 AR)
It's a pretty strange thing, and I don't know if I'm the only one to notice it. After that first month of being in the city - things get quiet. Real quiet. I'm pretty glad that it happened to get quiet as soon as the weather started to change toward the better. You seem to fall out of notice, a little, and your name's not on everyone's mouth anymore. Guess that's what they consider settling in, maybe? Honestly, between us - Scholar? I don't feel all that settled. I feel restless.
Written By
Alrec
Dec. 28, 2018, 11:07 a.m.(4/4/1010 AR)
Well there goes the whole no tears in your wake thing. Lets welcome a more sensitive Thrax where we talk about our feelings. Remember sharks, human are not food.
Dec. 28, 2018, 10:59 a.m.(4/4/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on
Isidora
I love you, Isidora!
You make me laugh in ways no one else does.
I'm so glad you're my Sister-by-Marriage.
If my brother doesn't keep you happy, let me know.
Telling Domonico he's not doing it right - priceless!
Dec. 28, 2018, 10:23 a.m.(4/4/1010 AR)
The sun is bright. The wind is warm. It's a perverse backdrop to Arx's gloom. "I'm happy," the sky says. "Why aren't you?"
For me, it has been a week of books and looks, of sober dialogues and gentle puppy dogs. The welcome by my new family has been as hospitable as the weather and as promising. I miss Nilanza. With all my heart, I wish these were happier days. We do not, however, belong in calm seas; our place is to navigate the storm, the beacon on the rocks. I pray for the wisdom to do so.
Written By
Ida
Dec. 28, 2018, 9:49 a.m.(4/4/1010 AR)
While trying to come up with a new idea with which to stock the shop, I ended up sketching (or what passes for such with my lack of drawing skills) a fiery bird that I think might deserve its own single piece. Maybe two. That thought lead to an unusually ambitious one of doing a bunch of individual pieces of varying themes rather than stick to just one design. I'll have to check the coffee supplies. Maybe the whiskey ones too.