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Written By Kritr

Nov. 4, 2018, 10:17 a.m.(12/7/1009 AR)

Do all paths lead to swords or are all paths cleared by the sword?

Written By Ida

Nov. 4, 2018, 8:04 a.m.(12/7/1009 AR)

I'm not sure if this might be some remark to my age - crazy animal lady - or maybe just my supposedly caring nature, but it seems I've gathered quite a small collection of animals that are, every last one of them, a gift. Dopey the cat, from Lady Kima Saik. Runtystiltskin, the runted war elk from Lady Niahm Greenmarch, often called Runty except by His Grace, Prince Edain, who named him Weapon Rack. Quill, the grunty little porcupine (maybe I should call him Grunty to rhyme with Runty), who appeared after the heartbreaking loss of Countess Paige Stahlben. I think he liked the cakes I always 'dropped' when the Countess would visit. Since I don't really do much armor these days, I'm kinda thinking of renaming the shop to Ferron Arms and Animal Rescue.

Written By Apollo

Nov. 4, 2018, 5:35 a.m.(12/6/1009 AR)

Relationship Note on Nurie

I appear to have a lot in common with Missere Nurie Baseborn, both of us grew up commoners in a noble household. The reasons may not be the same, I was not related to my household by blood, but none the less, I know it's difficult to be family and yet not family. The desire to please and fit in, and yet the knowledge that this gap can never be breached.

Even should they formally let her join their household, does that truly change anything for the better? What tangible benefit would she receive from title and status? It will surely merely mean that the world can no longer enjoy the beautiful products her art. I know I would be lost and adrift if they took my leatherworking from me.

But then, I barely know her. Perhaps I should not presume her experiences and feelings match mine so closely. I will have to get to know her better... and if that means getting to spend some time with an attractive and pleasant woman, well all the better.

Written By Quenia

Nov. 4, 2018, 3:35 a.m.(12/6/1009 AR)

I have decided to cancel the wine event for now. I have not been in a very festive mood, and while I know the event wasn't going to be for a few weeks, I just don't have the heart for it right now - even if that might change in the coming weeks. It's no fun to plan something when your heart just isn't in it.

I've been feeling like I've been in limbo for a long time, ever since his death really. The prince, that is. Nothing feels like it used to, and I sometimes find myself staring at nothing at all rather than doing the necessary paperwork to get things done.

Thank goodness for Belisa. She has been keeping everything neat and tidy, and the accounts up to date. This has allowed me to get away from the house and to do something other than stare at its walls. I often find myself walking in the gardens, or spending time in the Ambassador. Anything, really, to keep me distracted.

Written By Petal

Nov. 4, 2018, 3:25 a.m.(12/6/1009 AR)

For one night I was something different.

Sometimes I just work work and more work. Although much of work is an absolute pleasure. I adore my gardening. I adore my flowers and I adore gardening at the lodge. When I have creative freedom, I love making clothing and furniture. Although many know I am not the best at following another's vision. I is a huge flaw of mine and why I am not the best to place an order with. I am slow, grumpy and stubborn about doing thing my way.

I went to the Mirrored Mask Ball expecting to look at the costumes and go. Even though I didn't take orders for hat event my masks are everywhere and sure enough I saw many of the masks I had made there.

But it was a ball and a costume ball and I didn't come as myself. Then I got into not being myself and then things went a direction that was pretty much unbelievable. I keep thinking back on that night, wondering was it real? At the masked balls of mirrors unexpected things can happen. People don't stay in their slots and roles.

I am the quiet hard working girl of flowers and creating. I don't normally dance and I rarely get much attention at big gatherings, nor do I seek such or generally even want such. Half the time when people speak to me beyond a greeting in public, it because they they want this gown or that umbra coat. But that night was different.

Petal

Written By Helia

Nov. 4, 2018, 1:27 a.m.(12/6/1009 AR)

Important note. When I wrote 'If the above is something that appeals' (see my previous journal) I DID NOT MEAN, 'If eating cats appeals to you'.

Very important note!

Written By Helia

Nov. 4, 2018, 1:18 a.m.(12/6/1009 AR)

In the hopefully *extremely* unlikely event of my death, I'm going to need someone to look after my cat for me.

She is:
* Quiet, and will keep out of your way unless you offer her something tasty to eat.
* Has very short, very black fur. Stroke her down daily with a cloth of sheepskin leather, and it's unlikely she'll shed all over your clothes.
* Not too cuddly, but she'll sit on your lap in return for chicken.
* Terrific and prolific mouser. She won't gift you with the butchered remains of the rodents she murders. She devours them. Those are for her.
* Not likely to produce a litter of kittens. She actively avoids other cats. She thinks they're losers.
* At home on land or on the deck of a ship. She can also swim extraordinarily well, but doesn't like to do so. Because, y'know... cat.

You should be:
* Happy to be ignored for variable periods of time.
* In possession of treats for the times when you don't want to be ignored.

You should not be:
* An asshole who hates cats.
* Someone who would eat a cat or let someone else eat a cat.

If the above sounds like something that appeals, please send me a letter!

Written By Jyri

Nov. 3, 2018, 7:13 p.m.(12/5/1009 AR)

Such a busy week, barely put the paint brush down. Now everything I see is a possible painting. My sketchbook is already near full.

I might owe some people apologies for having been distracted and more aloof than usual, even. Between painting and setting up the shop, I haven't been social much.

But I sold the first painting in the shop today and it felt damn good. Can relax a bit now, I hope.

Lord Rymarr? You still got the best painting.

Written By Ignacio

Nov. 3, 2018, 5:52 p.m.(12/5/1009 AR)

The Duchess hosted a nice get together. It is a shame it was disrupted in the manner it was. It is good that we have so many close allies and their quick responses ensured no one was injured... Well at least not anyone that was friendly to our House, I don't envy the offenders.

Written By Duarte

Nov. 3, 2018, 2:36 p.m.(12/5/1009 AR)

Relationship Note on Oliver

It is said in Bravura - or at least I believe it must've been said at a time - that art's substance is survival itself in its truest form.

That craftsmanship and realized visions can leave an indelible mark on a human's soul and the culture itself is an undeniable aspect of our nature.

It is why we celebrate and revere the artist.

Does the accomplished artisan ever truly die? Perhaps in form, but in form alone.

We are less without you, but still more than were you never with us at all.

Written By Eleyna

Nov. 3, 2018, 1:53 p.m.(12/5/1009 AR)

Do my virtues outnumber my vices?

It's a question that haunts me.

I've never bothered to keep a tally. It never seemed to matter so much before.

Written By Helena

Nov. 3, 2018, 1:34 p.m.(12/5/1009 AR)

Strange days. I feel the pull of mystery and have come across those who beckon me deeper into that unknown, where strange things whisper -- are their secrets ones I wish to know?

Undoubtedly yes.

Should I know them?

That depends on who you ask, I imagine.

Thank you to those who keep me grounded when I might otherwise float away in my daydreams or in my dives into the mysterious. I've been called ethereal at times, flighty at others -- I do need that grounding, that earth, beneath my feet.

Written By Domonico

Nov. 3, 2018, 1:17 p.m.(12/5/1009 AR)

There are few things worse than knowing your comrades, friends are family are in battle risking their lives and there is nothing you can do to help them save prayer.
We all have our duties those and the battles for the Lodge are not in mine to my regret.

Written By Sorrel

Nov. 3, 2018, 1:03 p.m.(12/5/1009 AR)

My cycle of songs is done! Now I must present them to the public, preferably with the backing information that makes them so very educational.

Bards and scholars who want to be involved in this massive dissemination of information should get in touch with me soon as I make plans to educate the world through music on our ancient heroes.

Written By Cambria

Nov. 3, 2018, 12:53 p.m.(12/5/1009 AR)

The value of freedom is determined by what we are willing and able to do with it.

Written By Sabella

Nov. 3, 2018, 12:03 p.m.(12/5/1009 AR)

We are getting some moments to ourselves although I am still loathe to leave Relara for long. We had a lovely walk and picnic in the park as a family and actually took some time alone to head to the Lyceum masq, which was a lot of fun! I'm still not exactly sure what sort of sinning the other people at our table were expecting to happen, but I indulged in a lot more cake than I otherwise might have, so I feel like I indulged in enough passion for one night!

Written By Ignacio

Nov. 3, 2018, 11:39 a.m.(12/5/1009 AR)

All my brothers are here in Arx now. That was not something I was expected, but I do enjoy that fact greatly. Now only if my sister Esme was here, it would be a family reunion.

Written By Sabella

Nov. 3, 2018, 11:27 a.m.(12/5/1009 AR)

I never knew a person could be so exhausted. I regret that I never tired of eating cakes when I was pregnant, for this baby never tires of eating now and it is so draining! But her cheeks are so adorably round and I swear she smiles at me when she's held close and she looks around at the world with such amazement and wonder already! Elizabetta says she is an old soul, but I see so much newness in her. All these little new movements she makes, holding her head up already!

I am constantly delighted by her and the new depths of love she has introduced me to!

Written By Calaudrin

Nov. 3, 2018, 9:26 a.m.(12/5/1009 AR)

Relationship Note on Lou

In what comes as a great surprise to many people I'm sure, I don't trust easily.

I'd appreciate it if the scholar looking over my shoulder would stop chuckling to himself, yes, I can HEAR you. That's right, walk away. Thanks.

I entrusted Lou Grayson with something very important to me recently and she was not only able and willing to help me, but seemed genuinely interested in doing so. This world can be a brutal place, but it's a good feeling to know that are kind and generous people out there.

Written By Jaenelle

Nov. 3, 2018, 9:02 a.m.(12/5/1009 AR)

I'm not sure why people feel the need to attempt to ruin perfectly good parties by attacking guests and causing chaos, but perhaps next time there should be a moments pause to think about which ward you're in and those in attendance before you attempt? It was disappointing to see everyone surrender so easily!

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