Written By Lianne
Dec. 16, 2018, 11:44 p.m.(3/9/1010 AR)
I am married.
It hadn't been so very long ago that I was certain that might never be the case, so well had I done devising a life for myself where marriage might never be necessary. When Valerius first spoke to me of marriage, it had been in consideration of other prospects, advice offered from one friend to another. Neither of us had even considered our pairing at the time.
Lagoma teaches that change comes to all things, even our long-held views of ourselves.
I could say that it was a political marriage. Strengthening ties with House Thrax--and with my husband's renowned sisters--is undeniably beneficial for my house. It's true enough. And yet it would be disingenuous. I am unfathomably in love with this man. It took years of friendship and respect, of conversations about family and philosophy...
More, perhaps, it took watching darkness build on the horizon and finding that I had a steady light near at hand, a bright spot which never dims.
I am blessed, and I am grateful, and I expect this will all take quite a bit of getting used to.
It hadn't been so very long ago that I was certain that might never be the case, so well had I done devising a life for myself where marriage might never be necessary. When Valerius first spoke to me of marriage, it had been in consideration of other prospects, advice offered from one friend to another. Neither of us had even considered our pairing at the time.
Lagoma teaches that change comes to all things, even our long-held views of ourselves.
I could say that it was a political marriage. Strengthening ties with House Thrax--and with my husband's renowned sisters--is undeniably beneficial for my house. It's true enough. And yet it would be disingenuous. I am unfathomably in love with this man. It took years of friendship and respect, of conversations about family and philosophy...
More, perhaps, it took watching darkness build on the horizon and finding that I had a steady light near at hand, a bright spot which never dims.
I am blessed, and I am grateful, and I expect this will all take quite a bit of getting used to.
Written By Solange
Dec. 16, 2018, 11:19 p.m.(3/9/1010 AR)
I wonder if I shouldn't postpone the sledding event for the King's Own given this new development. I would not wish to have anyone truly hurt by the snow that has fallen, and it seems like an odd time now to choose to host such a thing. On the other hand, must we always let forces beyond our control determine our fates in Arx, as usual?
Written By Ardee
Dec. 16, 2018, 11:19 p.m.(3/9/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Galen
Thank you, your highness, for saving me and my steed. You are a true gentleman.
Written By Dominique
Dec. 16, 2018, 11:14 p.m.(3/9/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Calarian
There are many days that I am appreciative of having married Calarian, and the differences in what we represent. Days in which I must attend a social event and feel out of place by those differences do not count.
Written By Arik
Dec. 16, 2018, 10:56 p.m.(3/9/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Acantha
Two events in as many weeks and both of them rather well down in my opinion. She is guiding House Clearlake to being a recognized name in the Redrain ward and I have no doubt that she and Baron Kritr will soon have them be a recognized name throughout the capital.
Written By Joscelin
Dec. 16, 2018, 10:55 p.m.(3/9/1010 AR)
I was in my kitchen, my old kitchen, looking for something. I found it but only after I climbed the stepping stool and stood on my kitchen counters.
Really, Oliver? You couldn't put our alcohol someplace lower? For normal people to reach?
I miss my husband, being a widow isn't just lonely though; it's damned inconvenient for all the places I need someone to be tall.
I write this smiling; I do miss him, but ... there's so much peace to feel right now, and my daughter coos in her little cradle, playing with a little ornament above it with soft charms and carvings. My days are full, and while I still ache with his absence, I am full of knowing that he is safe, and at peace, and that I can be too.
But gods dammit. Really? The -highest- cabinet shelf we had?
Really, Oliver? You couldn't put our alcohol someplace lower? For normal people to reach?
I miss my husband, being a widow isn't just lonely though; it's damned inconvenient for all the places I need someone to be tall.
I write this smiling; I do miss him, but ... there's so much peace to feel right now, and my daughter coos in her little cradle, playing with a little ornament above it with soft charms and carvings. My days are full, and while I still ache with his absence, I am full of knowing that he is safe, and at peace, and that I can be too.
But gods dammit. Really? The -highest- cabinet shelf we had?
Written By Felix
Dec. 16, 2018, 10:52 p.m.(3/9/1010 AR)
One would think the heavy snows would keep more people out of the shop - but for those who are out on the street, Seaborn offers a warm hearth for those who need to stop and warm themselves before continuing on.
Written By Silas
Dec. 16, 2018, 10:42 p.m.(1/1/1001 AR)
Whoever showered the city with the malignant snow will be fined with extreme prejudice for damages incurred!
Written By Joscelin
Dec. 16, 2018, 10:39 p.m.(3/9/1010 AR)
This horrible, strange snow, and yet messengers have to travel to and fro, votes in hand, the election goes forward. I'm hiding from the weather, safe and sound, counting and counting. This will be done properly, I swear it.
Written By Delilah
Dec. 16, 2018, 10:36 p.m.(3/9/1010 AR)
So much for the snow sculpture festival with Princess Tikva.
Written By Bedivere
Dec. 16, 2018, 10:36 p.m.(3/9/1010 AR)
For this beautiful painting of Cabbit which is hanging up in my Maple Cottage, thank you goes out to Master Jyri Tersk. So many! Meanwhile, Cabbit (himself) temporarily boards with me while Lady Tabitha watches over Princess Muffin.
For helping out this old man figure out basic methods behind deep research, thank you goes out to Scholar Oswyn Spencer. Marquis Fairen Leary has been a gracious man to also agree to help out, too.
And then, the most amazing thing ever: my favorite nephew -- Baron Silas -- finally approved my crazy request for the newest addition to Whitehawk forces which will ultimately improve our combat capabilities. Thank you so much!
Did I ever tell you that you are my favorite nephew? Well, you very much are!
For helping out this old man figure out basic methods behind deep research, thank you goes out to Scholar Oswyn Spencer. Marquis Fairen Leary has been a gracious man to also agree to help out, too.
And then, the most amazing thing ever: my favorite nephew -- Baron Silas -- finally approved my crazy request for the newest addition to Whitehawk forces which will ultimately improve our combat capabilities. Thank you so much!
Did I ever tell you that you are my favorite nephew? Well, you very much are!
Written By Kaia
Dec. 16, 2018, 10:34 p.m.(3/9/1010 AR)
I was walking through the streets of Arx, as it has become my custom for a while now, when suddenly I heard people around me whispering about some strange, green and black colored, snow falling near the archives.
It wasn't long before it began to spread across Arx --stinging at the touch. Many gathered before the archives, curious like I was, to learn what was happening. Not much was said, though we were all having trouble focusing...and I don't know if the others felt it, but it felt like we were being watched by something abnormal.
The whole thing left me feeling a bit sickly and lightheaded, but I'll survive.
It wasn't long before it began to spread across Arx --stinging at the touch. Many gathered before the archives, curious like I was, to learn what was happening. Not much was said, though we were all having trouble focusing...and I don't know if the others felt it, but it felt like we were being watched by something abnormal.
The whole thing left me feeling a bit sickly and lightheaded, but I'll survive.
Written By Alrec
Dec. 16, 2018, 10:32 p.m.(3/9/1010 AR)
Green snow? Someone should go pray to Petrichor.
Written By Calista
Dec. 16, 2018, 10:26 p.m.(3/9/1010 AR)
I have witnessed many strange things in Arx, but never quite so alarming as greenish-black snow. Tonight, I fervently pray to the gods to cure the skies from this malady. I also thank them for the abundance of wine we have stored in the Fidante cellar in lieu of drinking water.
If anyone is in need of wine or shelter you will find both in the Fidante Villa.
If anyone is in need of wine or shelter you will find both in the Fidante Villa.
Written By Theodoric
Dec. 16, 2018, 10:24 p.m.(3/9/1010 AR)
Green snow, not yellow? This is why I don't go out much.
Written By Adora
Dec. 16, 2018, 10:07 p.m.(3/9/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Gilroy
You're an idiot.
Written By Edward
Dec. 16, 2018, 10:06 p.m.(3/9/1010 AR)
While the green snow falls it is good to find warmth and shelter with friends and fine drink.
Written By Edward
Dec. 16, 2018, 10:06 p.m.(3/9/1010 AR)
While the green snow falls it is good to find warmth and shelter with friends and fine drink.
Written By Khanne
Dec. 16, 2018, 10:05 p.m.(3/9/1010 AR)
Just when I taught some the wonder of rolling around in the snow and how good it can be for the skin.....
Now, it turns green and stings. This is not good.
Now, it turns green and stings. This is not good.
Written By Shard
Dec. 16, 2018, 9:56 p.m.(3/9/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Preston
It baffled me at first, but it's not too hard to understand. People need to make their way, and sometimes all they have are strong arms and a sharp blade. Sometimes they have nowhere else to go, or nowhere else will take them. Often they just like fighting, and being paid for fighting. There are dozens of reasons, but they're usually the same reasons anyone does anything.
You often don't live long, unless you're good, or lucky, and usually both. You don't get mourned the way soldiers and knights do. You don't get praised for what you do when the nobles get together to talk about sacrifice and war. There aren't any monuments. Funds for orphans. And you usually get sat on the front line, to take the brunt of anything that comes.
That's the wars. There's nastier work that people approach you and pay you for, because they don't want to get their hands dirty.
You often don't live long, unless you're good, or lucky, and usually both. You don't get mourned the way soldiers and knights do. You don't get praised for what you do when the nobles get together to talk about sacrifice and war. There aren't any monuments. Funds for orphans. And you usually get sat on the front line, to take the brunt of anything that comes.
That's the wars. There's nastier work that people approach you and pay you for, because they don't want to get their hands dirty.
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