Written By Coraline
March 15, 2021, 10:12 p.m.(2/14/1015 AR)
It has been almost two weeks since I returned to Arx. In many ways things were so much easier, and clearer when I was out at sea hunting pirates, predictable but with enough of the unexpected that time seemed to almost stand still. There was battle, and the pauses between that held only wind, wave, and the deck of the ship.
Now I have returned and I discover that in my three year absence so much has happened. At first I felt rage, that has since been forged into determination to find the bastards who would attack my family and teach them the true meaning of terror before I introduce the true meaning of agony. One way or another I will take what they owe this family and this Fealty out of their hides personally.
Now I have returned and I discover that in my three year absence so much has happened. At first I felt rage, that has since been forged into determination to find the bastards who would attack my family and teach them the true meaning of terror before I introduce the true meaning of agony. One way or another I will take what they owe this family and this Fealty out of their hides personally.
Written By Piccola
March 15, 2021, 7:46 p.m.(2/13/1015 AR)
War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things.
The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling is much worse. When a people are used as mere human instruments for firing arrows or thrusting spears in the service of a selfish master, such war degrades a people. A war to protect other human beings against tyrannical injustice is often the means of their regeneration. A woman who has nothing which she is willing to fight for or which she cares more about than she does about her personal safety is a miserable creature who has no chance of being free.
Therefore, as long as justice and injustice have not terminated their ever-renewing fight for ascendancy, must we be willing to do battle.
The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling is much worse. When a people are used as mere human instruments for firing arrows or thrusting spears in the service of a selfish master, such war degrades a people. A war to protect other human beings against tyrannical injustice is often the means of their regeneration. A woman who has nothing which she is willing to fight for or which she cares more about than she does about her personal safety is a miserable creature who has no chance of being free.
Therefore, as long as justice and injustice have not terminated their ever-renewing fight for ascendancy, must we be willing to do battle.
Written By Zakhar
March 15, 2021, 6:16 p.m.(2/13/1015 AR)
Met an interesting one today. Didn't ask where it came from, was interested in the design, and as far as I can tell didn't rat me out for taking a walk. And I know you're reading this. Yes. I have a cane now. No, they weren't using it.
Written By Gwenna
March 15, 2021, 3:35 p.m.(2/13/1015 AR)
Truly, House Sanna throws the most wonderful affairs and I found myself honored with an invitation to the one for Lady Tila recently. The new ballroom is absolutely stunning - I can only imagine what wonderful future events might be held there. It was really great getting to catch up with dear friends and family, as well as put aside the the more serious concerns of the day - if only for a little while.
Written By Scylla
March 15, 2021, 3:13 p.m.(2/13/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Natasha
I can say with a straight face that very little can truly surprise me anymore. I've had my fair share of fairly astonishing experiences in the short time I've lived in Arx, but nothing...absolutely nothing...could prepare me for a friend date with Princess Natasha Thrax. It was single-handedly one of the most inspiring, eye-opening encounters of my life. I'll never forget it.
Much to her chagrin, I suspect...
Much to her chagrin, I suspect...
Written By Tanith
March 15, 2021, 9:11 a.m.(2/12/1015 AR)
I'm home.
I'm turning in a few entries, and heading straight to a particular bedroom. I hope I'm not alone, and if I am, not for long.
Yes, scholar, I saw the flier for the writing competition. I might have to send in that last chapter, the Epilogue, between a certain Baron and Baroness.
People like happy endings, right?
I'm turning in a few entries, and heading straight to a particular bedroom. I hope I'm not alone, and if I am, not for long.
Yes, scholar, I saw the flier for the writing competition. I might have to send in that last chapter, the Epilogue, between a certain Baron and Baroness.
People like happy endings, right?
Written By Tanith
March 15, 2021, 9:09 a.m.(2/12/1015 AR)
Supplemental, passed over upon returning to Arvum:
I am concerned.
I leave reluctantly but when your patient is a physician (and a Valardin), you can only fight so much.
I'm trusting her, and her family, to let me know if there's anything they need from me.
The baby is very healthy and a credit to his parents. I look forward to watching this one grow, just as much as the others.
I am concerned.
I leave reluctantly but when your patient is a physician (and a Valardin), you can only fight so much.
I'm trusting her, and her family, to let me know if there's anything they need from me.
The baby is very healthy and a credit to his parents. I look forward to watching this one grow, just as much as the others.
Written By Tanith
March 15, 2021, 9:07 a.m.(2/12/1015 AR)
Supplemental, passed over upon returning to Arvum:
It's beautiful here.
Raymesin wouldn't tease me for it, I think he misses the sun more than any of us during these cold months. It's warm and I miss them both. I think I'll have to cash in a favor or two and bring them with me next time I think of it, or we all have a stretch of lazy months before us.
I'll be three months gone by the time I get home. An unusual circumstance for a mid-wife, but my reputation was invoked; what else could I do? All the same, sarcasm aside, it's been an honor.
It's beautiful here.
Raymesin wouldn't tease me for it, I think he misses the sun more than any of us during these cold months. It's warm and I miss them both. I think I'll have to cash in a favor or two and bring them with me next time I think of it, or we all have a stretch of lazy months before us.
I'll be three months gone by the time I get home. An unusual circumstance for a mid-wife, but my reputation was invoked; what else could I do? All the same, sarcasm aside, it's been an honor.
Written By Tanith
March 15, 2021, 9:05 a.m.(2/12/1015 AR)
Supplemental, passed over upon returning to Arvum:
My concerns were well-founded; the baby arrived, loud and angry, while the boat was still far from its intended shores.
The birth was easy enough, the baby healthy. I'm a little worried about the mother but she's stubborn as such of her kinsmen are. She's a fighter, as firm a fighter as her son, and she's healing well.
Note: I'm a little worried about her exhaustion. I may not leave as quickly from Pieros as I'd planned.
My concerns were well-founded; the baby arrived, loud and angry, while the boat was still far from its intended shores.
The birth was easy enough, the baby healthy. I'm a little worried about the mother but she's stubborn as such of her kinsmen are. She's a fighter, as firm a fighter as her son, and she's healing well.
Note: I'm a little worried about her exhaustion. I may not leave as quickly from Pieros as I'd planned.
Written By Tanith
March 15, 2021, 9:03 a.m.(2/12/1015 AR)
Supplemental, passed over upon returning to Arvum:
Boats.
Once it was warm enough to do so, I must have spent every hour of the day above deck. The mother I attend is sweetly tempered and tired; her day is coming soon, sooner, I think, than either of us suspected. We may be off shore when she gives birth and while that's not a problem, I find it a little funny. She, I think, less so.
Thank goodness her man is at hand; I can't comfort her and deliver at the same time, and I know most new mothers need it.
It's warm. So long as I can roam the ship and get some air, the trip will continue to be peaceful.
Boats.
Once it was warm enough to do so, I must have spent every hour of the day above deck. The mother I attend is sweetly tempered and tired; her day is coming soon, sooner, I think, than either of us suspected. We may be off shore when she gives birth and while that's not a problem, I find it a little funny. She, I think, less so.
Thank goodness her man is at hand; I can't comfort her and deliver at the same time, and I know most new mothers need it.
It's warm. So long as I can roam the ship and get some air, the trip will continue to be peaceful.
Written By Medeia
March 15, 2021, 3:08 a.m.(2/12/1015 AR)
It seems even the most clever dress designers can't do much to disguise a pregnancy well past the half point. And since my cuirass no longer fits? I'll be staying within the city more, though I do hope to take one or two more trips before I have "mother" added to my list of identities. Not that I'm not excited for that journey - I am! There just seems to be more to do, more to prepare. I keep waiting for the moment where I feel ready. Even though I've been a midwife as long as I have and know that feeling will never come. One always hopes to be the exception.
I was able to help Lady Zoey welcome her handsome twins, Lords Elowyn and Azrael Kennex last week. But earlier today, I was unable to set a broken bone by myself. I will likely need to reduce my shifts at the hospital soon. Accepting my limitations has never been one of my strengths. This will, I hope, be good practice at doing just that.
I did have someone offer me protection by threatening to peel anyone who bothered me like an orange, however. A unique threat from a unique person. I'd rather not have to find out if they will follow through. I'm not sure I could repair the damage done to a body that's had that done. Perhaps I should just ask them to use the threat against me whenever I fail to rest adequately in the next two to three months.
I was able to help Lady Zoey welcome her handsome twins, Lords Elowyn and Azrael Kennex last week. But earlier today, I was unable to set a broken bone by myself. I will likely need to reduce my shifts at the hospital soon. Accepting my limitations has never been one of my strengths. This will, I hope, be good practice at doing just that.
I did have someone offer me protection by threatening to peel anyone who bothered me like an orange, however. A unique threat from a unique person. I'd rather not have to find out if they will follow through. I'm not sure I could repair the damage done to a body that's had that done. Perhaps I should just ask them to use the threat against me whenever I fail to rest adequately in the next two to three months.
Written By Natasha
March 14, 2021, 11:14 p.m.(2/12/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Scylla
Well, that happened.
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Written By Natasha
March 14, 2021, 11:13 p.m.(2/12/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Ember
Our conversation, today, was an extremely illuminating one - and utterly unexpected.
But I would like to reiterate how grateful I am for noticing the things most do not about me.
But I would like to reiterate how grateful I am for noticing the things most do not about me.
Written By Natasha
March 14, 2021, 11:10 p.m.(2/12/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Dycard
Congratulations upon your admittance to the Society of Explorers, my lord.
I am confident that Arvum will see great things from you.
I am confident that Arvum will see great things from you.
Written By Decius
March 14, 2021, 10:04 p.m.(2/11/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Ripley
Yes Cousin I am behahving. The married men and women here in Arx are nothing like the married women in Lenocia. I will not have to worry about angry spouses here.
Written By Volya
March 14, 2021, 10:02 p.m.(2/11/1015 AR)
What is time?
Believe it not, dear readers, I actually take put some effort into take a matter seriously. For those curious, I'm not talking about the concept of change, but time. As a concept, as a construct, as an entity, or maybe something else. In my reading, there's been a lot time(get it) spent on talking about time. From being something arbitrary to something more infinite or to even something that has permeance, even if whole concept of it is literally entropy. I've thought a lot about the idea of change is also time, and time is change.
I haven't come to any definite conclusions. Well, maybe one, if I'm going to aspire to any real line of thought, but I just want to look over what I've so far seen and read.
Time, as it's currently defined in various books of study, is "the indefinite continued progress of existence and events that occur in an apparently irreversible succession from the past, through the present, into the future. It is a component quantity of various measurements used to sequence events, to compare the duration of events or the intervals between them, and to quantify rates of change of quantities in material reality or in the conscious experience." Still don't feel like that really explains things adequately enough. Seconds, minutes, hours, days, months, years, decades, so on and so forth ad nauseum. Seems to me that nobody really thinks about time, that it's just another aspect of change. Or maybe that it even is change. Is time a side-effect of change. Or is change the result of slow march of progression? Does it go on forever?
I've read that time is an illusion, a concept created by humans to give context to decay, entropy, or anything goes from one state to another. Seems to me it's just another word for change, and again, here we are in this perpetual round of circular logic. So why do I feel like the two can and should be separated from each other. Two different concepts. That time is the steady march and beat of progression while change, at least to me, is circular. It always happens, but does it have a set pattern? Seasons change, but usually only four seasons(unless you count their weird seasons where it snows one day and then you're walking around without a coat the next, I call those 'second winters'), things wither, decay, and die, and that very decay giving life to something else. A perpetual cycle of life, death, and rebirth. That, I think is the very basis of change, and it does not seem to me that time functions in similar fashion. That there is no cycle for time. It has no starting point and no stopping point, and rather more akin to line that goes only in two directions, for infinity. That, if I have to put a shape to it, change would be a single circle, and time would be a straight line stricken through it.
Some that I have spoken to in the field have look at time as a fundamental part of an abstract conceptual framework, together with space and numbers, within which events are examined in sequence, quantify their duration, and compare the motions of objects. In this view, time does not refer to any kind of entity that 'flows,' that objects 'move through,' or that is a 'container' for events. Measurements are used to quantify the extent of and distances between objects, and a separate set of measurements are used to quantify the durations of and between events. So more or less, to some time is nothing more than a way of measuring something from one point in space, or time, to another. But I think that's too simplistic, even if that might be the most literal interpretation that I've heard.
The biggest question that seems to be asked from how niche this field of study might be, is if time is real or not real, and a theory has come out of that question that while, not really sure if I agree with it, it's still interesting. So as the theory goes, if time is happening all at once or rather a duration. If time tensed or tenseless, is there a future to be? So one aspect of the theory suggests that any tensed terminology can be replaced with a tenseless one. Like saying that "We will win the tourney." can be replaced with "We do win the tourney.", and taking out the future tense. On the other hand, the other aspect of the theory states that our language has tense verbs for reason and that future can not be determined. An even THIRD aspect to the theory is the concept of 'imaginary time', that space and time are finite but have no boundaries. That isn't real or unreal, more that it is simply hard to visualize. Personally, I think that explanation is a cop out, nor do I buy it. If a thing exists, then we should be able to understand that thing, regardless of it's complexity. At the very least, from what I've read, most agree that physical time exists outside of the human mind is objective, just as mental(or our perception of)time is dependent on the mind and subjective.
But if I had to define my views from my earlier idea from writing this(and I haven't given myself a nosebleed for thinking too hard on it yet), is that we are time. Our relationship to the past, our own past allows it to exist in the present, while our relationship to the future is the state of anticipating a potential possibility, task, risk, event, or any other kind of engagement. In relation to the human tendency of caring and being concerned, y'know, that whole feeling of 'being ahead of yourself' when thinking about a pending result of something(event, relationship, war, whatever). So it'd stand to reason this concern for a potential result also allows the future to exist in the present. The present becomes an experience, which I'd think is more qualitative rather than quantitative. It's not how many memories or potential memories you have, it's the quality of the memory itself. We're able to remember the past and project into the future, so we have a kind of 'access' to our representation of existence in a future state. It's in this, that we can 'step out' of sequential time.
Does that make any sense to anyone? Just me? Maybe I'm thinking about this way too hard. But even if I am, why is it so important? Even if I can step out of time, if only in my mind's eye, it doesn't change the fact that it is still immutable. So why does that matter so much to me? And why does everything that I've read so far come off more like speculation than anything more defined. Of all the theories, and they are all theories, none of them fit. Not even my own. I doubt it's something I'll ever be truly satisfied on. So I'll just keep writing and yelling at clouds. Because it's about the only thing I'm really good at.
Why does it suddenly smell like burning toast in here?
Believe it not, dear readers, I actually take put some effort into take a matter seriously. For those curious, I'm not talking about the concept of change, but time. As a concept, as a construct, as an entity, or maybe something else. In my reading, there's been a lot time(get it) spent on talking about time. From being something arbitrary to something more infinite or to even something that has permeance, even if whole concept of it is literally entropy. I've thought a lot about the idea of change is also time, and time is change.
I haven't come to any definite conclusions. Well, maybe one, if I'm going to aspire to any real line of thought, but I just want to look over what I've so far seen and read.
Time, as it's currently defined in various books of study, is "the indefinite continued progress of existence and events that occur in an apparently irreversible succession from the past, through the present, into the future. It is a component quantity of various measurements used to sequence events, to compare the duration of events or the intervals between them, and to quantify rates of change of quantities in material reality or in the conscious experience." Still don't feel like that really explains things adequately enough. Seconds, minutes, hours, days, months, years, decades, so on and so forth ad nauseum. Seems to me that nobody really thinks about time, that it's just another aspect of change. Or maybe that it even is change. Is time a side-effect of change. Or is change the result of slow march of progression? Does it go on forever?
I've read that time is an illusion, a concept created by humans to give context to decay, entropy, or anything goes from one state to another. Seems to me it's just another word for change, and again, here we are in this perpetual round of circular logic. So why do I feel like the two can and should be separated from each other. Two different concepts. That time is the steady march and beat of progression while change, at least to me, is circular. It always happens, but does it have a set pattern? Seasons change, but usually only four seasons(unless you count their weird seasons where it snows one day and then you're walking around without a coat the next, I call those 'second winters'), things wither, decay, and die, and that very decay giving life to something else. A perpetual cycle of life, death, and rebirth. That, I think is the very basis of change, and it does not seem to me that time functions in similar fashion. That there is no cycle for time. It has no starting point and no stopping point, and rather more akin to line that goes only in two directions, for infinity. That, if I have to put a shape to it, change would be a single circle, and time would be a straight line stricken through it.
Some that I have spoken to in the field have look at time as a fundamental part of an abstract conceptual framework, together with space and numbers, within which events are examined in sequence, quantify their duration, and compare the motions of objects. In this view, time does not refer to any kind of entity that 'flows,' that objects 'move through,' or that is a 'container' for events. Measurements are used to quantify the extent of and distances between objects, and a separate set of measurements are used to quantify the durations of and between events. So more or less, to some time is nothing more than a way of measuring something from one point in space, or time, to another. But I think that's too simplistic, even if that might be the most literal interpretation that I've heard.
The biggest question that seems to be asked from how niche this field of study might be, is if time is real or not real, and a theory has come out of that question that while, not really sure if I agree with it, it's still interesting. So as the theory goes, if time is happening all at once or rather a duration. If time tensed or tenseless, is there a future to be? So one aspect of the theory suggests that any tensed terminology can be replaced with a tenseless one. Like saying that "We will win the tourney." can be replaced with "We do win the tourney.", and taking out the future tense. On the other hand, the other aspect of the theory states that our language has tense verbs for reason and that future can not be determined. An even THIRD aspect to the theory is the concept of 'imaginary time', that space and time are finite but have no boundaries. That isn't real or unreal, more that it is simply hard to visualize. Personally, I think that explanation is a cop out, nor do I buy it. If a thing exists, then we should be able to understand that thing, regardless of it's complexity. At the very least, from what I've read, most agree that physical time exists outside of the human mind is objective, just as mental(or our perception of)time is dependent on the mind and subjective.
But if I had to define my views from my earlier idea from writing this(and I haven't given myself a nosebleed for thinking too hard on it yet), is that we are time. Our relationship to the past, our own past allows it to exist in the present, while our relationship to the future is the state of anticipating a potential possibility, task, risk, event, or any other kind of engagement. In relation to the human tendency of caring and being concerned, y'know, that whole feeling of 'being ahead of yourself' when thinking about a pending result of something(event, relationship, war, whatever). So it'd stand to reason this concern for a potential result also allows the future to exist in the present. The present becomes an experience, which I'd think is more qualitative rather than quantitative. It's not how many memories or potential memories you have, it's the quality of the memory itself. We're able to remember the past and project into the future, so we have a kind of 'access' to our representation of existence in a future state. It's in this, that we can 'step out' of sequential time.
Does that make any sense to anyone? Just me? Maybe I'm thinking about this way too hard. But even if I am, why is it so important? Even if I can step out of time, if only in my mind's eye, it doesn't change the fact that it is still immutable. So why does that matter so much to me? And why does everything that I've read so far come off more like speculation than anything more defined. Of all the theories, and they are all theories, none of them fit. Not even my own. I doubt it's something I'll ever be truly satisfied on. So I'll just keep writing and yelling at clouds. Because it's about the only thing I'm really good at.
Why does it suddenly smell like burning toast in here?
Written By Decius
March 14, 2021, 10:02 p.m.(2/11/1015 AR)
I left my wood out in the snow. I can't find it now. I have to wait for spring and see what can be salvaged.
Written By Decius
March 14, 2021, 10:01 p.m.(2/11/1015 AR)
Where does all my silver go?
Written By Quintin
March 14, 2021, 9:43 p.m.(2/11/1015 AR)
Exploring and getting out more has been great for me. I have met many more friends, and feel that the city is opening up to me in ways it had not prior to my absense. Here's to future endeavors with new friends!
Written By Raja
March 14, 2021, 9:41 p.m.(2/11/1015 AR)
I am going to do something dumb very soon. If I survive, which I am assured that I will, I will be ecstatic.
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