Written By Monique
June 3, 2018, 4:08 p.m.(11/27/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Austen
Oh, feeling sick, was it? No doubt you were. I stand in awe of what you were able to accomplish while you were... recovering.
Written By Marian
June 3, 2018, 3:47 p.m.(11/27/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Rohran
If I could only teach Nia, Fergus and Valen one things, it would be that:
Life is a balance between what we can control and what we cannot. Focus your efforts into matters that you can change, and pray to the gods for those that you cannot.
Life is a balance between what we can control and what we cannot. Focus your efforts into matters that you can change, and pray to the gods for those that you cannot.
Written By Marian
June 3, 2018, 3:10 p.m.(11/27/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Austen
The fact that you beat me at the Gauntlet while feeling ill is a testament to your endurance and strength. I salute your skills and most definitely will be challenging you to a rematch in the near future.
Written By Marian
June 3, 2018, 3:09 p.m.(11/27/1008 AR)
It's been a little more than two months, and my body is almost recovered from giving birth to the twins. I've been exercising regularly. While my recent time on the Gauntlet wasn't near my best time, it was certainly respectable.
Written By Hadrian
June 3, 2018, 3:04 p.m.(11/27/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Isabeau
These past two weeks I've had the distinct good fortune of working alongside Princess Isabeau on a number of minor projects. During this time of cooperation toward a shared goal it offered me an opportunity to gain insight into her highness and I've certainly been impressed by her diligence. Often work can be a mind-numbing affair for the vast majority of us, but collaborating aside the princess has provided me a glimpse into the industrious nature of one of the Oathland's finest.
Often quick to provide a smile and quicker still to offer the generosity of a compliment, she has proven to be someone that I will eagerly aid in the future purely based upon her good nature alone. Of course during our work we encountered some obstacles, but she overcame each of them with pluck which is its own form of inspiration.
She has shown an interest in assisting my own House when or however she is capable and I can see no reason that the Hydra would turn away such an amiable friend. Nor do I find a reason that I should deny myself friendship with one such affable person, because friends are great! Not once has she ever revealed an inkling of animosity toward myself regarding the past actions of my cousin, as it should be. For those simple displays of righteousness, she has revealed herself as the child of the Oathlands that she was born to.
Often quick to provide a smile and quicker still to offer the generosity of a compliment, she has proven to be someone that I will eagerly aid in the future purely based upon her good nature alone. Of course during our work we encountered some obstacles, but she overcame each of them with pluck which is its own form of inspiration.
She has shown an interest in assisting my own House when or however she is capable and I can see no reason that the Hydra would turn away such an amiable friend. Nor do I find a reason that I should deny myself friendship with one such affable person, because friends are great! Not once has she ever revealed an inkling of animosity toward myself regarding the past actions of my cousin, as it should be. For those simple displays of righteousness, she has revealed herself as the child of the Oathlands that she was born to.
Written By Calista
June 3, 2018, 2:53 p.m.(11/27/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Belladonna
There is an air of change about Belladonna that is most welcoming. Twice now we meet for drinks and it has been some of the bet and most lively conversation I've had in some time. She didn't mind my sudden desire for an entire bottle of whiskey at the Black Fox recently.
Might I add the Black Fox has a superb selection of whiskey.
Might I add the Black Fox has a superb selection of whiskey.
Written By Valery
June 3, 2018, 2:48 p.m.(11/27/1008 AR)
I should restock the shop.
I only have a couple of teas left!
I only have a couple of teas left!
Written By Tabitha
June 3, 2018, 2:27 p.m.(11/27/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Lisebet
I do hope you're recovering well from your Gauntlet run. I would never even consider an attempt. I enjoy living far too much.
Written By Duarte
June 3, 2018, 2:26 p.m.(11/27/1008 AR)
I regret I missed the chariot race and the opportunity to see just what Arvum's tiniest donkey is made of.
Written By Pasquale
June 3, 2018, 2:24 p.m.(11/27/1008 AR)
I've attended many a chariot race in my life but none quite like what I witnessed in the recent exhibition in this city. I think Princess Sabella won it by encouraging her mount with pure charm, rather than the whip or inspired trickery. Not a tactic that I suspect would've been seen on the tracks on Lenosia or Setarco, but most entertaining to watch. The courage displayed by all who took the course was also inspiring. It was a fine, fiery piece of home, celebrated in Arx.
Written By Tabitha
June 3, 2018, 2:23 p.m.(11/27/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Silas
You're back! That's more of a relief than I can say.
Written By Thena
June 3, 2018, 1:45 p.m.(11/27/1008 AR)
We have a /pet/ /duck/?
My gods, I can never leave again.
My gods, I can never leave again.
Written By Jaenelle
June 3, 2018, 1:37 p.m.(11/27/1008 AR)
I decided to participate in Talen and Niccolo' chariot race. I found it to be quite entertaining and the excitement of the race outweighed the dangers. Though to be fair, I didnt break any bones or burn to death in the fires so perhaps I didn't take full advantage of everything. Next time!
Written By Hadrian
June 3, 2018, 1:26 p.m.(11/27/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Rohran
The lessons that I seek to impart upon my progeny are beyond counting. Advice, directions, instructions, guidance. All of it meant to permit them successful lives for their House and then themselves. At times those lessons may contradict one another, at times they may infuriate them, but that is what is necessary for them to become what they must be.
Thus it is difficult for me to answer the question with a single shred of advice. Humanity - people - are far too complicated for only a lone piece of advice to guide them through their lives. One piece of advice among them would however be...
Always aspire for greatness. Leave mediocrity to those who can't find it in themselves to aspire for distinction or simply do not have the circumstances align to raise them up. When you've achieved all that you may dream, extend a hand to those who chose mediocrity and seek to uplift them. Inspire those around you to become better. Encourage and influence those who haven't realized their own potential to make the life they've been given account for something, for them. Not for yourself, not for them, but for humanity. Such noble aspirations needn't mean that you must weaken yourself. Seek to become both the lamb and the butcher, putting on the guise that the situation requires. Above all else, always support those who support you.
Thus it is difficult for me to answer the question with a single shred of advice. Humanity - people - are far too complicated for only a lone piece of advice to guide them through their lives. One piece of advice among them would however be...
Always aspire for greatness. Leave mediocrity to those who can't find it in themselves to aspire for distinction or simply do not have the circumstances align to raise them up. When you've achieved all that you may dream, extend a hand to those who chose mediocrity and seek to uplift them. Inspire those around you to become better. Encourage and influence those who haven't realized their own potential to make the life they've been given account for something, for them. Not for yourself, not for them, but for humanity. Such noble aspirations needn't mean that you must weaken yourself. Seek to become both the lamb and the butcher, putting on the guise that the situation requires. Above all else, always support those who support you.
Written By Cambria
June 3, 2018, 1:07 p.m.(11/27/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Rohran
I have been compiling a fair bit of advice I wish to pass down to my son. Life is too complex, too varied, and too great to only leave a child with one thing. Still, in the spirit of what you wish to do, I will publicly share one of my lessons from a Lycene mother:
A person who will not listen carefully to advice honestly given is a fool. Of course, an individual who blindly takes any advice they receive is a bigger fool.
A person who will not listen carefully to advice honestly given is a fool. Of course, an individual who blindly takes any advice they receive is a bigger fool.
Written By Orazio
June 3, 2018, 12:56 p.m.(11/27/1008 AR)
To the Faithful Reader:
(Excerpted from journals written during the voyage of the Carlotta, submitted to the Archives upon return to Arx.)
We should have brought a bard. Both because I confess my skills are inadequate to convey the things that we have seen, and continue to see, here - and because we could use someone to help keep people's spirits up. Just this morning, I was stopped by one of the workers seeking some spiritual support. When I asked what was concerning her, she burst into tears. We spoke for a while, about sorrow, and grief, and memories of the past - these stark plains seem to bring those to the forefront, and it becomes difficult to concentrate on goals. I, myself, have found my mind dwelling overmuch on my parents, my siblings, and my nieces and nephews. It is a distraction, and I try to push those thoughts to the back of my mind except when I am alone.
The camp is a relief. When we go on scouting trips, the quiet descends, and you can hear nothing but the wind and your own breathing, or the breathing of those around you. At first, it might seem soothing, but as the silence continues, it seems to thicken and harden, gathering weight and a presence all of its own. It can become stifling, haunting. Returning to people, seeing those brightly colored tents and waving banners providing a break to the monotonous horizon is a great relief.
I am still invested in our travels and our mission, but I confess that I dearly miss the sight of green, and the sounds of birds.
(Excerpted from journals written during the voyage of the Carlotta, submitted to the Archives upon return to Arx.)
We should have brought a bard. Both because I confess my skills are inadequate to convey the things that we have seen, and continue to see, here - and because we could use someone to help keep people's spirits up. Just this morning, I was stopped by one of the workers seeking some spiritual support. When I asked what was concerning her, she burst into tears. We spoke for a while, about sorrow, and grief, and memories of the past - these stark plains seem to bring those to the forefront, and it becomes difficult to concentrate on goals. I, myself, have found my mind dwelling overmuch on my parents, my siblings, and my nieces and nephews. It is a distraction, and I try to push those thoughts to the back of my mind except when I am alone.
The camp is a relief. When we go on scouting trips, the quiet descends, and you can hear nothing but the wind and your own breathing, or the breathing of those around you. At first, it might seem soothing, but as the silence continues, it seems to thicken and harden, gathering weight and a presence all of its own. It can become stifling, haunting. Returning to people, seeing those brightly colored tents and waving banners providing a break to the monotonous horizon is a great relief.
I am still invested in our travels and our mission, but I confess that I dearly miss the sight of green, and the sounds of birds.
Written By Rohran
June 3, 2018, 12:56 p.m.(11/27/1008 AR)
If you could only leave one piece of advice for your children, what would you tell them?
Written By Kaldur
June 3, 2018, 12:46 p.m.(11/27/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Signe
Diving in the winter is definitely ill-advised. Which is not to say I haven't done it. But, yes, best to wait.
Written By Calaudrin
June 3, 2018, 12:45 p.m.(11/27/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Ainsley
I'm going to go out and buy some desks. It sounds like we're all just using the same desk. It's getting cramped.
Written By Orazio
June 3, 2018, 12:45 p.m.(11/27/1008 AR)
To the Faithful Reader:
(Excerpted from journals written on the voyage of the Carlotta, submitted to the Archives upon the return to Arx.)
Landfall!
I remember the palpable excitement when the call went out, the way we all rushed to the railings to look out at the tiny, black sliver on the horizon. It grew as we approached, to towering cliffs, like fortress walls, high enough to block any view of the land of the Wastes themselves. We found, with the able advice of Dame Leola and the skillful work of the Velenosa soldiers, a cove where our landing vessels could reach, and a winding path up to the top of the cliffs. Dear gods, do I not envy the laborers who have been working to get all of the expedition supplies up that path - although it is sturdy enough, at one point I remember looking over the side and my heart racing at the sight of the churning water below. Stand on the wall of the Ward of the Crown and look down, and you should grow close to the sensation. When we finally reached the top, I think we all held our breath just a little.
Whatever I expected, I confess that it was not what we found. The wasteland stretched before us, and never has that word been more apt. There was no birdsong. No whine of insects, nor crunch of breaking twigs underfoot - for there were no plants at all. We arrived at sunset, and the air was suffused in crimson and gold, the stark dirt before us painted in those gaudy colors. But their vibrancy could not hide the truth of the matter: there was no food here, nor shelter, nor life at all. We will have to watch our stores very carefully, for there will be no resupply on native resources during our explorations.
Gods help us all, this is a place of sorrow and mourning. I hope that our crews can keep their hopes and courage up in the face of it.
(Excerpted from journals written on the voyage of the Carlotta, submitted to the Archives upon the return to Arx.)
Landfall!
I remember the palpable excitement when the call went out, the way we all rushed to the railings to look out at the tiny, black sliver on the horizon. It grew as we approached, to towering cliffs, like fortress walls, high enough to block any view of the land of the Wastes themselves. We found, with the able advice of Dame Leola and the skillful work of the Velenosa soldiers, a cove where our landing vessels could reach, and a winding path up to the top of the cliffs. Dear gods, do I not envy the laborers who have been working to get all of the expedition supplies up that path - although it is sturdy enough, at one point I remember looking over the side and my heart racing at the sight of the churning water below. Stand on the wall of the Ward of the Crown and look down, and you should grow close to the sensation. When we finally reached the top, I think we all held our breath just a little.
Whatever I expected, I confess that it was not what we found. The wasteland stretched before us, and never has that word been more apt. There was no birdsong. No whine of insects, nor crunch of breaking twigs underfoot - for there were no plants at all. We arrived at sunset, and the air was suffused in crimson and gold, the stark dirt before us painted in those gaudy colors. But their vibrancy could not hide the truth of the matter: there was no food here, nor shelter, nor life at all. We will have to watch our stores very carefully, for there will be no resupply on native resources during our explorations.
Gods help us all, this is a place of sorrow and mourning. I hope that our crews can keep their hopes and courage up in the face of it.
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