Written By Orelia
June 22, 2018, 9:39 a.m.(1/22/1009 AR)
An eventful few days, following my return to Arx. While I have thrown myself into training with the Champions, I have still found the time to reacquaint myself with the city and its various establishments. Being rather fond of rum and music of the bawdy sort, I find myself partial to spending time in the Ebb and Flow.. but there's something to be said for the subdued comfort of the Black Fox, too. And the company one finds there is rather more forthright, which suits me well. I met one particularly buxom healer whose company was most palatable.
My room within the Keep needs some sprucing up, however. That ought to be my main task today, having accomplished little more than a rather unsteady walk, yesterday.
Note to self: a combination of whiskey, coffee, haze and dust is perhaps -not- the breakfast of Champions, after all. Unless you're Luca.
My room within the Keep needs some sprucing up, however. That ought to be my main task today, having accomplished little more than a rather unsteady walk, yesterday.
Note to self: a combination of whiskey, coffee, haze and dust is perhaps -not- the breakfast of Champions, after all. Unless you're Luca.
Written By Khanne
June 22, 2018, 9:17 a.m.(1/22/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Gwenna
You are far too kind to me. I just happened to visit Lottie's and see the treats. I had to share them! They are wonderful! (Thank you Lovely Lottie!) I am glad I am able to make you smile when you didn't know yo needed to. Hopefully, this is a trend that spreads to others and that can continue on for some time. Smiles, true, happy smiles, are beautiful!
Written By Violet
June 22, 2018, 6:38 a.m.(1/21/1009 AR)
It has been an interesting week so far. Thefts and Murders and Shining Coins. I was doing payroll. My eyes still have a blur. I am keeping an eye on whites to see if anyone has an idea of what that was. My condolences go out to House Gilden. I can't say I have personally known any of those who have been murdered recently, but I know the pain of losing those closest to you all too well. I do hope that the culprit is caught and justice done soon. I will certainly be keeping an eye out for them on my patrols.
Written By Snow
June 22, 2018, 6:29 a.m.(1/21/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Ingrid
So I have spent time traveling the hills around outside the city, looking for a lily of note that is hard to find here, and even more so when there is frost on everything. But there is a merchant at the market selling the oil from the flower and it is working just as good. Rose water is easy to be finding though, and so this will be a nice gift for Lady Ingrid. It is flowery, and I am to know that she prefers more spicy scents, but there is a nice pepper that I was able to find that is Rich. I am hoping that she will Like the gift. I think I have spent too much otherwise....
Written By Snow
June 22, 2018, 5:22 a.m.(1/21/1009 AR)
It has always worried me that I would not fit in, in a new place. I know that is strange but it is so very true. But Prince Darren, and others have made me feel so welcome, even though it is being hard for me to make sense of customs. After being from the cliffs and peeks, and seeing the vacancy, it is new to be in a large city with people of all different tribes, in one place. It is scary, but I am thinking that it is going to be fun when there is people to make roots with. There is even people I think I can call family someday. It is nothing but happiness for me. Even now I am smiling at the woman who takes down these words for me, though it is strange and difficult to make sense why it is that everything to be put in books. But I am trying and learning that they are important. I am not sure why though. Maybe one day I will understand fully.
Also, there is a woman who is interested in perfumes, and there is a man who is sad that I have met in the square. I want him to smile again. I have also met a knight A tall man. Very tall, much taller than me. But he is not like Magnus all giant and bulky. He is giant and lean! Ha, imagine if they were to brawl, there would be smashed everything, and Countess Paige would scold someone I am sure. But...maybe not since these people of my house seem to be of this sort. And it is nice to see them so close and really like family, born in tradition, and remembering what it is to be of north lands. Okay, I am done talking, but I am going to look over the books now to see just all that can be seen.
Also, there is a woman who is interested in perfumes, and there is a man who is sad that I have met in the square. I want him to smile again. I have also met a knight A tall man. Very tall, much taller than me. But he is not like Magnus all giant and bulky. He is giant and lean! Ha, imagine if they were to brawl, there would be smashed everything, and Countess Paige would scold someone I am sure. But...maybe not since these people of my house seem to be of this sort. And it is nice to see them so close and really like family, born in tradition, and remembering what it is to be of north lands. Okay, I am done talking, but I am going to look over the books now to see just all that can be seen.
Written By Rook
June 22, 2018, 3:42 a.m.(1/21/1009 AR)
I would just like everyone to know that I didn't do anything to the coins.
I also might be temporarily blind due to being in the Crown vault at the time of The Shinening.
I also might be temporarily blind due to being in the Crown vault at the time of The Shinening.
Written By Saoirse
June 22, 2018, 1:39 a.m.(1/21/1009 AR)
I mean, can anyone ever really KNOW anyone at all?
Written By Alayne
June 22, 2018, 1:13 a.m.(1/21/1009 AR)
I've arrived to Arx today, past trial; past tribulation and fallout, through winded roads and curved intersections, finally,
My first understanding of the city was that much of the facade I had left behind; much of the masquerade it sat under had remained the same. Feigned mirth, glee unending, from one end to the other. And like an old, ancient evil, this same masquerade didn't quite follow into the Lower Boroughs- no, it too was the same; it too sunk and drowned under the harsh reality of life everywhere one goes- poverty, parentless children and the ever-lingering stench of death.
It is an odd smell for death, however- odd to the shared experience I have of it. It is an old death; old not in time, but as of method of it. The kind that speaks of a foreboding truth beyond the understanding of averages. A monstrous killing, or set of killings, something outside the ordinary, permeates these dark, sprawling alleys. I couldn't understand it any better than I did in my last stumble to the Greenmarch lodge while under a drunken stupor. I felt shadows drag after me- shadows not of men, but reflections of a darkness I couldn't understand. Are the groundworks of the poor haunted? Or are we merely feeling; seeing a reflection of the darkest side of a flawed society, becoming manifest, as long forgotten truths once again resurface?
Perhaps it is just the rum. I hated it- shit is too sweet for me. I ought to attribute any further drunken-ness to wine.
I'll make note of that.
My first understanding of the city was that much of the facade I had left behind; much of the masquerade it sat under had remained the same. Feigned mirth, glee unending, from one end to the other. And like an old, ancient evil, this same masquerade didn't quite follow into the Lower Boroughs- no, it too was the same; it too sunk and drowned under the harsh reality of life everywhere one goes- poverty, parentless children and the ever-lingering stench of death.
It is an odd smell for death, however- odd to the shared experience I have of it. It is an old death; old not in time, but as of method of it. The kind that speaks of a foreboding truth beyond the understanding of averages. A monstrous killing, or set of killings, something outside the ordinary, permeates these dark, sprawling alleys. I couldn't understand it any better than I did in my last stumble to the Greenmarch lodge while under a drunken stupor. I felt shadows drag after me- shadows not of men, but reflections of a darkness I couldn't understand. Are the groundworks of the poor haunted? Or are we merely feeling; seeing a reflection of the darkest side of a flawed society, becoming manifest, as long forgotten truths once again resurface?
Perhaps it is just the rum. I hated it- shit is too sweet for me. I ought to attribute any further drunken-ness to wine.
I'll make note of that.
Written By Jordan
June 22, 2018, 12:17 a.m.(1/21/1009 AR)
Exhausting week. A lot of sparring and training going on, and Fieldstone's spear-tip left a bruise between my fourth and fifth ribs that's going to take awhile to heal. It also hurts a lot.
Also two abrasion wounds from a sword but I have no idea who did those. They got me good, though. Mental note for the week is: you're getting sloppy, watch your flank.
Have a nice week, city of Arx.
Also two abrasion wounds from a sword but I have no idea who did those. They got me good, though. Mental note for the week is: you're getting sloppy, watch your flank.
Have a nice week, city of Arx.
Written By Derovai
June 21, 2018, 11:35 p.m.(1/21/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Sabella
I suppose I'd have to start reading Lord Niklas' journal instead. As lengthy as his discursions are, though, I may never be done with it.
Written By Sabella
June 21, 2018, 9:44 p.m.(1/21/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Derovai
But then what would you do with all the extra time you find yourself with when not reading my journal, Master Voss?
Written By Appolonia
June 21, 2018, 9:34 p.m.(1/21/1009 AR)
Today I met a merchant lord, a lady medic, a lord who is exactly what he says he is, a craftswoman, a marquessa, and a knight. All of them were intriguing in their own ways, and a couple of them perhaps the most enjoyable people I have yet to speak with since my arrival in the city. Uncertain if any of them would be willing to play the game of two million questions with me, though.
The knight who is playing the game with me is up to ninety questions asked, but only eighty-nine answered. I do not take umbrage as I wait for his reply as I know he will respond. Sometimes the wait is the best part of the game, after all. The curiosity eating and gnawing at you until the answer arrives. Sometimes this can lead to a fleeting sense of disappointment but most other times it is the opening of a door.
The knight who is playing the game with me is up to ninety questions asked, but only eighty-nine answered. I do not take umbrage as I wait for his reply as I know he will respond. Sometimes the wait is the best part of the game, after all. The curiosity eating and gnawing at you until the answer arrives. Sometimes this can lead to a fleeting sense of disappointment but most other times it is the opening of a door.
Written By Silas
June 21, 2018, 9:25 p.m.(1/21/1009 AR)
Can confirm that in spite of glowing the coins are still worth the same amount.
Written By Gwenna
June 21, 2018, 8:51 p.m.(1/20/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Khanne
There are days that you just need a little something to brighten it, sometimes with out even really realizing it. You just feel blah or tired or what have you. The ledgers don't feel fun or the like. In any case, I don't have such days often, but on at least two of them, I have received a surprise from the extraordinary Lady Khanne. A generous woman who is, herself, a bright spirit, I am so grateful for her kindness. Some time ago she sent me the most adorable otter paperweight, which sits on my desk to this very day. Today? Candy! Not just any candy, but some from Mistress Lottie's shop that was made to look like an icicle. I love it! And needed it today, it seems. Truly, they don't come much more wonderful than Lady Khanne.
Written By Derovai
June 21, 2018, 8:37 p.m.(1/20/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Sabella
Conversations like this one are why we pay messengers, you know.
Written By Ida
June 21, 2018, 8:33 p.m.(1/20/1009 AR)
I have replaced the stolen chairs with, perhaps, better built ones that include names actually carved into them. Also, I have another to design, I think. None of this forgives the thievery though, lest someone think their jaw or kneecaps safe.
Written By Sabella
June 21, 2018, 8:23 p.m.(1/20/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Niklas
Are they as handsome as you?
Written By Lyiana
June 21, 2018, 7:43 p.m.(1/20/1009 AR)
The days are very cold now, and I am sitting in a warm room with a fire going dressed in wool. You'd think one would get hot and sweat out all their water, but it hasn't happened to me yet.
I met a man in the market who calls himself Snow. He is a sweet boy, quite gentle, and I also met one called Tempest. He wishes me to make garments for him, wool, plain, undyed.
I think I gave him a fair price. 1000 silver is a little less than I would charge someone if the clothing was dyed, but I can deal with undyed cloth. It may make my perfectionist rear her ugly head and ask why a dozen times over, but I will manage it.
I did better with the crowds today, though I willsay I did not notice them until I was finished with my business. When I do notice them, usually it is when I am busy with something else. They still make me jittery, though I am working on it. At least I am no longer painfully aware of every little detail of someone's step or talk. Progress is good, I expect.
I met a man in the market who calls himself Snow. He is a sweet boy, quite gentle, and I also met one called Tempest. He wishes me to make garments for him, wool, plain, undyed.
I think I gave him a fair price. 1000 silver is a little less than I would charge someone if the clothing was dyed, but I can deal with undyed cloth. It may make my perfectionist rear her ugly head and ask why a dozen times over, but I will manage it.
I did better with the crowds today, though I willsay I did not notice them until I was finished with my business. When I do notice them, usually it is when I am busy with something else. They still make me jittery, though I am working on it. At least I am no longer painfully aware of every little detail of someone's step or talk. Progress is good, I expect.
Written By Harper
June 21, 2018, 7:19 p.m.(1/20/1009 AR)
Went to my first tea party. Never been to one before, so I wasn't sure what to expect, but I had a notion from stories about them. I even wore a dress for it. Gotta admit that it wasn't like any stories that I've heard. Can't say I was a fan of tea before it and I'm still not after it, but the rest of it was entertaining. Interesting company too.
All in all, glad I went.
All in all, glad I went.
Written By Vanora
June 21, 2018, 6:55 p.m.(1/20/1009 AR)
The Velenosa throw tea parties that are like none other.
This is the first time I've ever slept past noon to recover from tea and cakes. Theoretically.
This is the first time I've ever slept past noon to recover from tea and cakes. Theoretically.
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