Written By Kenna
June 9, 2018, 12:24 a.m.(12/14/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Ainsley
I HAVE A NEW WHITE FLUFFY PUPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PRINCE AINSLEY IS THE GREATEST MAN ALIVE.
PRINCE AINSLEY IS THE GREATEST MAN ALIVE.
Written By Felicia
June 8, 2018, 11:32 p.m.(12/14/1008 AR)
Wheelspinner
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Written By Reese
June 8, 2018, 11:17 p.m.(12/14/1008 AR)
I had the pleasure of going to Countess Reigna's home and it was such a welcoming and warm place. I recommend visit the Keaton's, they keep an awesome home.
Written By Eleyna
June 8, 2018, 11:06 p.m.(12/14/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
If the rumors I hear are true, you did try to cut a cake with an ax. So, if the very, very large crazy boot fits...
Written By Thena
June 8, 2018, 10:56 p.m.(12/14/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
Stoat.
Written By Sabella
June 8, 2018, 10:27 p.m.(12/14/1008 AR)
I'm not sure exactly what's happening in the whites right now but I have to say I'm riveted!
Written By Victus
June 8, 2018, 10:17 p.m.(12/14/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Eleyna
Do you people just assume that we're NOT living in a world where animals wear clothes, talk like people, and have their own fucking criminal organizations in a raft down by the river?
FUCK'S SAKE you're all making me look like some kinda fucking lunatic over here.
FUCK'S SAKE you're all making me look like some kinda fucking lunatic over here.
Written By Silas
June 8, 2018, 10:16 p.m.(12/14/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Riagnon
Had his first Briefing today and ran afoul of the sofa. I like him.
Written By Eleyna
June 8, 2018, 9:47 p.m.(12/14/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
You need to stop drunk journaling.
Written By Signe
June 8, 2018, 9:36 p.m.(12/14/1008 AR)
I did not realize how long I was staring at that clock before the Halls of Heroes.
It is beautiful. Tick... tock...
It is beautiful. Tick... tock...
Written By Victus
June 8, 2018, 9:08 p.m.(12/14/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Jaenelle
No cousin, you've got it all wrong. The fucking knighted weasel had the monocle and the otters were the pirates.
Written By Elgana
June 8, 2018, 8:02 p.m.(12/14/1008 AR)
It's my birthday.
Another year spent with so much to reflect upon and so much left to do.
Another year spent with so much to reflect upon and so much left to do.
Written By Philippe
June 8, 2018, 7:33 p.m.(12/14/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Eshra
I've had not had the pleasure of knowing the Rivenshari even back when, hunting the abandoned is all we did. I had my concerns about entrusting Lady Eshra and her people with my valuable horses and seeing them reach their destination. Normally this sort of transactions were done on land but time required that I get them to where they needed to go. Promptly.
I am glad my concerns were unfounded because what I saw was a well disciplined and committed army, led by this woman, Lady Eshra Rivernshari. They took my horses and without anymore exchanges in conversation other than what was required for the mission, the Rivenshari got to work. How they did it, and how fast they did it, is evident of their skills at sea but I had not laid my head on a pillow before I received a message that the horses arrived safely.
The whole affair reminded me of a time back when I did not have the responsibilities of stewardship chaining me to a desk, back when Prince Dayne and I were young and hungered for glory. We met a group of abandoned that welcomed us into their village after we had gotten lost in the woods tracking bandits. They had just recovered from raid and harsh weather. Their dwellings all collapse and what appeared to be years of labor undone. Still, they moved like one unit, like an ant or a bee, they put up their structures, clean their settlement, designated their workstations and before the sun had come down they were living life as if nothing had happen. Just in time to celebrate their dead. They would recover their belongings and leave nothing behind. We followed them farther into the woods before leaving for the mountains and chasing a river that would lead us back to civilization and saw them do this multiple times. Every single time, efficient as the last. I understand it is not polite to assume they all are the same; the prodigals, the abandoned, the shavs, but there is something about living out here with nothing but what you can carry, about knowing your place and duty, that I think I can learn a lot about.
I hope this business means that House Blanchard and House Rivenshari can continue to work together in the future. I am interested in what having access to the sea can do for us.
I am glad my concerns were unfounded because what I saw was a well disciplined and committed army, led by this woman, Lady Eshra Rivernshari. They took my horses and without anymore exchanges in conversation other than what was required for the mission, the Rivenshari got to work. How they did it, and how fast they did it, is evident of their skills at sea but I had not laid my head on a pillow before I received a message that the horses arrived safely.
The whole affair reminded me of a time back when I did not have the responsibilities of stewardship chaining me to a desk, back when Prince Dayne and I were young and hungered for glory. We met a group of abandoned that welcomed us into their village after we had gotten lost in the woods tracking bandits. They had just recovered from raid and harsh weather. Their dwellings all collapse and what appeared to be years of labor undone. Still, they moved like one unit, like an ant or a bee, they put up their structures, clean their settlement, designated their workstations and before the sun had come down they were living life as if nothing had happen. Just in time to celebrate their dead. They would recover their belongings and leave nothing behind. We followed them farther into the woods before leaving for the mountains and chasing a river that would lead us back to civilization and saw them do this multiple times. Every single time, efficient as the last. I understand it is not polite to assume they all are the same; the prodigals, the abandoned, the shavs, but there is something about living out here with nothing but what you can carry, about knowing your place and duty, that I think I can learn a lot about.
I hope this business means that House Blanchard and House Rivenshari can continue to work together in the future. I am interested in what having access to the sea can do for us.
Written By Carita
June 8, 2018, 6:33 p.m.(12/9/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Sorrel
A pleasurable afternoon wrapped in a warm coral concoction, of beauty, and ginger tea; was the paradoxically steely cool Princess Sorrel. Business and babies, warmth and cool resolve, compassion and strict standards. I haven't wanted to wrap someone up in a protective bubble and also stand behind them as they fight for me at the same time before. A wonder of a woman, to be sure, and someone to safely remain on the /good/ side of if you're wise.
Written By Jaenelle
June 8, 2018, 5:58 p.m.(12/9/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
But the otter has a monocle. You can't say no to a monocle wearing otter.
Written By Ariella
June 8, 2018, 4:59 p.m.(12/9/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Ann
Otters taste terrible. Very oily skin. But when you're desperate, they've got some decent meat on them.
Written By Ann
June 8, 2018, 4:41 p.m.(12/9/1008 AR)
Hey. Otters are just water cats.
Written By Edain
June 8, 2018, 4:40 p.m.(12/9/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
I still think these otters you talk about are just a fever dream.
Written By Victus
June 8, 2018, 4:22 p.m.(12/9/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Talen
Don't tell me those fucking otters got to you too.
Written By Talen
June 8, 2018, 3:32 p.m.(12/9/1008 AR)
I take everything I ever said about animals back, they're awesome, at least the ones that fight unseen wars.
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