Written By Belladonna
Oct. 28, 2018, 8:51 p.m.(11/21/1009 AR)
The moon was beautiful tonight. Puissant and conquering, it painted Arvum in a sheen of silvery blue. A long time ago I could have wasted my night away looking at it, wishing upon it. "What a night for romance, for the pulse of blood."
Instead, I spent my night with family, feasting with my own blood and our friends.
The perks of wisdom, I suppose. What a lovely night!
Thank you, all of you.
Instead, I spent my night with family, feasting with my own blood and our friends.
The perks of wisdom, I suppose. What a lovely night!
Thank you, all of you.
Written By Rinel
Oct. 28, 2018, 8:50 p.m.(11/21/1009 AR)
I forgot it was my birthday. That's not unusual, really. I never keep an eye on the date. Normally Maman or Papa would remind me, or one of my friends. Last year Wynna did.
They say birthdays are the hardest. But everything that reminds me of her is the hardest.
I miss you.
They say birthdays are the hardest. But everything that reminds me of her is the hardest.
I miss you.
Written By Berto
Oct. 28, 2018, 8:44 p.m.(11/21/1009 AR)
It took longer than I had hoped, but ever it seems to happen. Even so, Grenaldo and Tiazza's doors are open on Peddler's Row and welcome to one and all!
For now, all we have to offer are liquors I've devised, but soon we'll have curatives, scents and all manner of assortments for sale or trade.
A little place to call my own, to share the fruits of my work~~what more is there a man can ask?
For now, all we have to offer are liquors I've devised, but soon we'll have curatives, scents and all manner of assortments for sale or trade.
A little place to call my own, to share the fruits of my work~~what more is there a man can ask?
Written By Sabella
Oct. 28, 2018, 8:12 p.m.(11/21/1009 AR)
I am exhausted, but I love being a mother! I didn't so much love the delivery, but Lady Margret was wonderful and put up with my fears and soothed my pain and I'm pretty sure I didn't break Niklas' hand. I'd be lying if I said I was immediately overcome with love the moment I saw her--and please don't get me wrong, my darling Relara when you read this--I loved you before you were ever born--but in the moment I was exhausted and bewildered with pain and it wasn't until the next morning when you blinked your blue eyes at me and wrapped a hand around my finger that I melted!
You have tufts of beautiful golden hair and your cheeks are so chubby! Lady Margret said it was no wonder we had so much trouble getting you out, you look like a three month old! So lovey with a button nose and already seemingly so aware! You looked right at your father the first time he picked you up with the most perplexed expression! And you snuggle so perfectly in my arms. I am already imagining the fun we have in store, just the three of us. For now.
Though I think perhaps we'll wait a few years before making you a big sister. That is an experience I think time needs to soften the memory of. But it must considering all the large families there are!
Princess Relara Grayson, my little shining star!
You have tufts of beautiful golden hair and your cheeks are so chubby! Lady Margret said it was no wonder we had so much trouble getting you out, you look like a three month old! So lovey with a button nose and already seemingly so aware! You looked right at your father the first time he picked you up with the most perplexed expression! And you snuggle so perfectly in my arms. I am already imagining the fun we have in store, just the three of us. For now.
Though I think perhaps we'll wait a few years before making you a big sister. That is an experience I think time needs to soften the memory of. But it must considering all the large families there are!
Princess Relara Grayson, my little shining star!
Written By Pasquale
Oct. 28, 2018, 7:30 p.m.(11/21/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Belladonna
The Duchess of Setarco sets an excellent table. Gracious to her allies, cunning in the face of her enemies, she more than lives up to her reputation.
Written By Bliss
Oct. 28, 2018, 7:25 p.m.(11/21/1009 AR)
There was a bard, long ago, who wrote a simple line: "Love is a rebellious bird." It will not come when it is called, and it shows up when you least expect it to, squawking and demanding your attention. An uncontrollable thing.
But I was thinking on that line again. Love - why should we try to control it? What is in our nature that brings us to do so? I remember chasing birds as a child, running down the streets after them and laughing giddily as they flew around me, away from me, a cacophony of wingbeats, song and cries.
It was their freedom I reveled in.
Let us be more like giddy children when we find it - and when they fly away and leave us be, let us remember how we felt as children. Disappointed, perhaps, but still with the widest grins of our lives plastered to our face, because it had been so much fun.
But I was thinking on that line again. Love - why should we try to control it? What is in our nature that brings us to do so? I remember chasing birds as a child, running down the streets after them and laughing giddily as they flew around me, away from me, a cacophony of wingbeats, song and cries.
It was their freedom I reveled in.
Let us be more like giddy children when we find it - and when they fly away and leave us be, let us remember how we felt as children. Disappointed, perhaps, but still with the widest grins of our lives plastered to our face, because it had been so much fun.
Written By Cristoph
Oct. 28, 2018, 7:21 p.m.(11/21/1009 AR)
The days are turning a bit colder as autumn passes and winter grows closer. As such, my children are inside the manse quite a bit more. Eadric will be two in March and is quite simply, out of control. I've heard tales of the terrible twos, am I to expect this to get much worse? He escaped his nanny last week and spent a significant amount of time charging around causing chaos until he was captured again. He knocked down a whole line of decorative suits of armor. The noise echoed throughout all of the rooms.
Is he too young to squire off with Baron Norwood?
Annalise is perfect as always. But then again, she's an infant. Sometimes I see a glimmer in her eyes and I wonder...
Is he too young to squire off with Baron Norwood?
Annalise is perfect as always. But then again, she's an infant. Sometimes I see a glimmer in her eyes and I wonder...
Written By Michael
Oct. 28, 2018, 7:13 p.m.(11/21/1009 AR)
I do not know what troubles Bisland at Pridehall. Something is amiss, and I will be leaving Arx soon to visit where I grew up to do some inquiring. Unfortunately, the first stop is some Grand Party.
Written By Lance
Oct. 28, 2018, 6:22 p.m.(11/21/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Lucita
I met one of the most charming ladies today. I would not presume to overstep, but I do care deeply for my home. Acorn Hill might not be much in the grand scheme of the compact, but there isn't a moment that goes by that I don't miss it. It was such a fine day to walk in the gardens and talk with someone that still takes the time to think on the level of a barony.
It is also so, so strange to see a stream in the middle of the city that has fist so massive. I think next time, I need to bring some bread and honey. The honey is not for the fish, but for the company.
I wouldn't have guessed that a simple trip to the bank would change my world. Thank you Lady Lucita. Thank you for your part in making me better.
It is also so, so strange to see a stream in the middle of the city that has fist so massive. I think next time, I need to bring some bread and honey. The honey is not for the fish, but for the company.
I wouldn't have guessed that a simple trip to the bank would change my world. Thank you Lady Lucita. Thank you for your part in making me better.
Written By Bliss
Oct. 28, 2018, 6:17 p.m.(11/21/1009 AR)
Lately there seems to be a trend of people I meet pretending to not know who I am and being smug about this "secret" knowledge when they reveal they have known the whole conversation.
What strange behavior. A few, at least, make it interesting.
What strange behavior. A few, at least, make it interesting.
Written By Sparte
Oct. 28, 2018, 5:13 p.m.(11/21/1009 AR)
How hard can test firing a trebuchet be?
Written By Katarina
Oct. 28, 2018, 5:07 p.m.(11/21/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Kenna
It has been several months since I initially took on Lady Kenna as a protege of mine. And in that time, I feel as though I've come to truly look upon her as one of dear friends. There is so much to be discovered beneath that exterior unyielding effervescence and warmth.
Written By Cirroch
Oct. 28, 2018, 3:38 p.m.(11/21/1009 AR)
The more I learn, the more I realize I do not know much.
Written By Joscelin
Oct. 28, 2018, 3:30 p.m.(11/21/1009 AR)
Do you know what failure smells like? It smells like burnt cookies. And not the typical sugar biscuits, but the really wonderful, chocolate morsels, baking-for-one-of-the-many-people-that-have-helped-you-through-this-shitty-fortnight, crisp on the outside and soft on the inside, cookies. But burnt.
That's the smell of failure. That's what it smells like to me.
Also I need to figure out how to sleep through the night, raccoon eyes is not a dignified look for me.
That's the smell of failure. That's what it smells like to me.
Also I need to figure out how to sleep through the night, raccoon eyes is not a dignified look for me.
Written By Berenice
Oct. 28, 2018, 2:36 p.m.(11/21/1009 AR)
I am so very _blessed_ with the very dearest of family.
To anyone who is in search of accessories for the masquerade -- that will not be recognizable as their own for the sake of MYSTERY -- do feel free to send me a letter and I'd be happy to lend from my collection. _Anything_ for the sake of _fashion_.
To anyone who is in search of accessories for the masquerade -- that will not be recognizable as their own for the sake of MYSTERY -- do feel free to send me a letter and I'd be happy to lend from my collection. _Anything_ for the sake of _fashion_.
Written By Enyo
Oct. 28, 2018, 2:24 p.m.(11/21/1009 AR)
I once was very, very good at recordings, my impressions, my feelings, my explorations and the things that I discovered. Then I got...distracted? Busy? I'm sure that those that are very diligent about recording things would tell me that is no real excuse for not writing things down. But, Scholar and those that read this, I disagree.
It's a perfect excuse!
But, I'm going to try to do better. There are things that are on the rise, that the future holds, and those that deserve to know what happens.
Today, for instance, I discovered that I really dislike the smell of burnt meat. Maybe it brings up the wrong kinds of memories, or maybe the taste of overly done meat is just that bad. But I can't stand it. But I really do like the smell of fresh, hot tea. Then there is also the fact that there isn't enough color in the world. I'm thinking that I might redecorate, I'm really fond of colors like pink....and purple....and then pretty greens and golds.
I'm sure it'll be fine, right? No one in the house will mind the color change.
It's a perfect excuse!
But, I'm going to try to do better. There are things that are on the rise, that the future holds, and those that deserve to know what happens.
Today, for instance, I discovered that I really dislike the smell of burnt meat. Maybe it brings up the wrong kinds of memories, or maybe the taste of overly done meat is just that bad. But I can't stand it. But I really do like the smell of fresh, hot tea. Then there is also the fact that there isn't enough color in the world. I'm thinking that I might redecorate, I'm really fond of colors like pink....and purple....and then pretty greens and golds.
I'm sure it'll be fine, right? No one in the house will mind the color change.
Written By Felicia
Oct. 28, 2018, 2:22 p.m.(11/21/1009 AR)
Praise to the Mother of Beginnings and Queen of Endings, may she watch over us all.
Written By Cambria
Oct. 28, 2018, 1:28 p.m.(11/21/1009 AR)
I overheard a man in the local bank this morning asking the teller if he knew where he could find someone help him write a love letter for his wife. (He received a blank stare for his trouble). It is nice to know that even people married for over thirty years can still exchange love letters, with outside help or no.
Of course, a love letter's purpose is obviously to seduce. If seduction has taken place already, the seducer wants more of the goods. Call me cynical, but being Lycene, I am much too canny to fall for that other stuff.
Of course, a love letter's purpose is obviously to seduce. If seduction has taken place already, the seducer wants more of the goods. Call me cynical, but being Lycene, I am much too canny to fall for that other stuff.
Written By Jeffeth
Oct. 28, 2018, 12:54 p.m.(11/21/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Sable
We patrolled only once together, and I had the thought that I'd like to do that again. You were quiet, competent, no judgement no rudeness if things didn't go exactly according to plan. It makes sense that you would go out giving your life for someone else. I wish we would have gone out on a few more patrols together, I wish I could have gotten to know you better. Your sacrifice will not be forgotten and as we stand against the enemy, we will remember your name. Rest until it's time for you to go back on the wheel again, I hope by then, we've made this place a little nicer for you. Thank you for your service, thank you for everything. I'm sorry.
Written By Cambria
Oct. 28, 2018, 12:14 p.m.(11/21/1009 AR)
Woke up this morning craving what I had last night. Thankfully our cook is well versed in the various regional cuisines of the Compact, and my request was fulfilled with swift ease.
My expectations? Surpassed.
My expectations? Surpassed.
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