Written By Anisha
March 8, 2021, 4:25 a.m.(1/26/1015 AR)
While I can't say it's been a lifelong dream to become Radiant, it has been something on my mind ever since I stepped into the halls of the Whisper House in Setarco.
Now, I find that the title is mine, and I do FEEL radiant - suffused from within by a glow of contentment. I was ecstatic to hear that I'd been nominated by Radiant Emeritus Bliss, and even more so to hear I was elected by acclaim. But happiness comes in moments, and comfort and contentment is the warmth that such moments leave behind. Our lives can be traced in the stars of the sky, each one a heartbeat of joy, and our work is in tracing the path.
I wax poetic, scholar, I apologise.
I am Radiant Anisha Whisper. And I am thankful to the Radiants Emeritus, and to all my siblings at Whisper House for the faith they have shown in me. Now it is time to prove worthy of their faith.
After I celebrate with a bottle and some special people.
Written By Lianne
March 8, 2021, 3:52 a.m.(1/26/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Raven
I can say with certainty that a similar choice remains my deepest regret. I haven't seen my friend for years, but I still remember her heartbreak and disdain at my decision. It seems so callous and irrational now, whatever kept me from that better judgment.
All I can hope, aside from wishing my absent friend well, is that I've grown from that foolishness, that I make better decisions now. Gods know I try.
All I can hope, aside from wishing my absent friend well, is that I've grown from that foolishness, that I make better decisions now. Gods know I try.
Written By Sydney
March 8, 2021, 12:31 a.m.(1/26/1015 AR)
Went and got myself sick, somehow.
Just the right time of year for it, I suppose. I suppose I ought to have paid more heed to wearing my cloak more frequently when dashing from bar to bar. It's nothing debilitating, but a case of the sniffles can be absolute murder on trying to get anything done for someone who spends time on martial pursuits. It turns out, if you can't breathe through the snot, it's hard to actually make an honest go at the usual exercises, and my nose has been through enough as it is without adding this to the mix.
On the plus side, it's allowed me to slow down and fix myself some proper meals. I've been neglecting my cooking in favor of enjoying others' for a time, but there's just something so utterly rewarding about making yourself a nice, hearty soup made in just the fashion you enjoy it most. Just enough leek, just enough spice.
I'm sure I'll be up and about again by tomorrow, but for now, I'm merely enjoying the view of the snow from beyond my window, wrapped in a blanket and letting the heat of this bowl warm my lap before my next bite. It needs time to cool.
Perhaps I needed time to cool, too.
Just the right time of year for it, I suppose. I suppose I ought to have paid more heed to wearing my cloak more frequently when dashing from bar to bar. It's nothing debilitating, but a case of the sniffles can be absolute murder on trying to get anything done for someone who spends time on martial pursuits. It turns out, if you can't breathe through the snot, it's hard to actually make an honest go at the usual exercises, and my nose has been through enough as it is without adding this to the mix.
On the plus side, it's allowed me to slow down and fix myself some proper meals. I've been neglecting my cooking in favor of enjoying others' for a time, but there's just something so utterly rewarding about making yourself a nice, hearty soup made in just the fashion you enjoy it most. Just enough leek, just enough spice.
I'm sure I'll be up and about again by tomorrow, but for now, I'm merely enjoying the view of the snow from beyond my window, wrapped in a blanket and letting the heat of this bowl warm my lap before my next bite. It needs time to cool.
Perhaps I needed time to cool, too.
Written By Aedric
March 7, 2021, 11:43 p.m.(1/26/1015 AR)
We baited a particularly aggressive striped shark into the shallows and quickly saw it dispatched. Heavy scarring near the eyes and gills. I observed the habormaster slice open its belly and witnessed a dagger slide from the beast's stomach. A Eurusi merchant once told me he was convinced they would eat any manner of materials found in the sea. Called them scavengers.
Scavengers rarely lurk the harbor in search or drunken stevedores to pluck from the docks.
It may be best practice to see the population culled every two years.
Scavengers rarely lurk the harbor in search or drunken stevedores to pluck from the docks.
It may be best practice to see the population culled every two years.
Written By Duarte
March 7, 2021, 10:57 p.m.(1/26/1015 AR)
Journal
You'll forgive the brevity of today's entry. A dear friend was murdered this week. My ward badly injured. My attention has been dispersed across numerous projects as well. But if you wanted to know what happened to the Merchant Prince, I can't say. About a year after working for him he suddenly just wasn't there any more. And I found myself in the employ of House Pravus.
You'll forgive the brevity of today's entry. A dear friend was murdered this week. My ward badly injured. My attention has been dispersed across numerous projects as well. But if you wanted to know what happened to the Merchant Prince, I can't say. About a year after working for him he suddenly just wasn't there any more. And I found myself in the employ of House Pravus.
Written By Lianne
March 7, 2021, 10:42 p.m.(1/26/1015 AR)
I find myself falling a bit behind the last few weeks. I would blame winter, but I know it's grief. I know, too, how easily I can succumb to wallowing. So, instead, a short and assuredly incomplete inventory of good things to keep the gloom from consuming me:
I've taken a patron. She's utterly remarkable. Diligent, persistent, thorough. She believes in the value of recklessness. She recognizes that ignorance is where inquisitiveness begins. She's possessed of both warmth and restraint. I could ask for none better.
I've been well-cared for by friends, including one who heard my anger and answered with such wonderful violence. The art's been buried by a few days' snow now, but I look forward to seeing what comes of it in spring, when it sinks into the wet earth and hides in the grass.
I've divined someone's fortune in bits of broken glass and splintered wood, dead leaves, frayed ribbons and snow. Their future promises nourishment and support, new beginnings and knowledge.
I've danced and feasted and shared art. I've been given poetry and had mine well-received. I've savored a fine port before it spilled. I've taken my letters at fireside and worked through them in quiet, grounding company.
I'm learning to appreciate winter. I'm learning to grow from my grief.
Still, I'm looking forward to spring.
I've taken a patron. She's utterly remarkable. Diligent, persistent, thorough. She believes in the value of recklessness. She recognizes that ignorance is where inquisitiveness begins. She's possessed of both warmth and restraint. I could ask for none better.
I've been well-cared for by friends, including one who heard my anger and answered with such wonderful violence. The art's been buried by a few days' snow now, but I look forward to seeing what comes of it in spring, when it sinks into the wet earth and hides in the grass.
I've divined someone's fortune in bits of broken glass and splintered wood, dead leaves, frayed ribbons and snow. Their future promises nourishment and support, new beginnings and knowledge.
I've danced and feasted and shared art. I've been given poetry and had mine well-received. I've savored a fine port before it spilled. I've taken my letters at fireside and worked through them in quiet, grounding company.
I'm learning to appreciate winter. I'm learning to grow from my grief.
Still, I'm looking forward to spring.
Written By Alarissa
March 7, 2021, 10:03 p.m.(1/26/1015 AR)
Astrid has spent the day writing a thousand times upon parchment as a lesson. "I will not carve my name into the goldenwood table".
She has carved her name into the base of the new table in the dining room. Thank the gods that it cannot be see unless you are under the table. She stated she wished to practice her writing her name and sentences, and wrote Astrid sits here, and an arrow pointing to the seat that her father takes up at the table.
I have no idea how to further punish her. It's not like she'll come up with the half a million silver to replace it. Perhaps no time spent on the practice grounds with her father and polishing the table with the servants will remind her to respect the things in the house.
Gods save me, we found everyone else's name carved on the underside of seats as well. Apparently Siggy and Delia are only permitted at the far end of the table.
She has carved her name into the base of the new table in the dining room. Thank the gods that it cannot be see unless you are under the table. She stated she wished to practice her writing her name and sentences, and wrote Astrid sits here, and an arrow pointing to the seat that her father takes up at the table.
I have no idea how to further punish her. It's not like she'll come up with the half a million silver to replace it. Perhaps no time spent on the practice grounds with her father and polishing the table with the servants will remind her to respect the things in the house.
Gods save me, we found everyone else's name carved on the underside of seats as well. Apparently Siggy and Delia are only permitted at the far end of the table.
Written By Olivian
March 7, 2021, 9:49 p.m.(1/26/1015 AR)
Another lesson learned this week. Think twice and ask once, will likely make a fool of oneself less.
Written By Olivian
March 7, 2021, 9:49 p.m.(1/26/1015 AR)
Another lesson learned this week. Think twice and ask once, will likely make a fool of oneself less.
Written By Strozza
March 7, 2021, 9:28 p.m.(1/26/1015 AR)
I think the only place to enjoy winter is the Butterfly garden in the menagerie.
Written By Selene
March 7, 2021, 9:18 p.m.(1/26/1015 AR)
The snows of winter are upon us. Such a time makes me crave the warmth of spring sunshine more than ever. Icicles fringing the window send me into my garden, obscured from the chill embrace, and regret firmly that we must shiver away until March before the first tinge of warmth.
Written By Raven
March 7, 2021, 7:56 p.m.(1/25/1015 AR)
To anyone reading this. If a beloved and trusted friend ever should ask you for your aid-give it. Even if you are thinking that you are duty bound to refuse I assure you no unseen cut cleaves as deeply as a friend suffering when you had the power to stand with them-and refused. I can only hope the gods judge me as harshly as I judge myself.
Written By Jaenelle
March 7, 2021, 7:55 p.m.(1/25/1015 AR)
I would like to think that the recent even Lord Dycard and I hosted went well, and no one lost an arm. Perhaps the only thing that went /too/ well was everyone wishing to race honorably without using any tricks of the track or ramming into each other with their chariots. Perhaps next time!
Written By Sorrel
March 7, 2021, 7:45 p.m.(1/25/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Giulio
It's hard to lose a friend like you.
You were always there to explain things to me. I'd go to you with old folk songs that I'd found, and you'd tell me how they were linked to the larger picture. You were so good at seeing the larger picture. Like a mosaic, you'd put together the shapeless details to form a larger image of something recognizable.
You inspired me. My prayers to Jayus lately have been about you, that I might be able to put together a song for you. Bards don't sing too much about the intellectual heroes, but you were brilliant and a hero in your own right.
You were good at getting people together, too. You knew who to speak to about anything. Absolutely anything. If I needed to know something, and you didn't know it yourself, you'd point me in the right direction. Or you'd coordinate something between groups. You were the center of the network. As I remember you, I discover more and more people who were your friends. You knew everyone, and they all thought you were pretty great.
I will miss you. I will miss your insight. I will miss drinking brandy with you. I will miss your laugh. I will miss you, my friend.
You were always there to explain things to me. I'd go to you with old folk songs that I'd found, and you'd tell me how they were linked to the larger picture. You were so good at seeing the larger picture. Like a mosaic, you'd put together the shapeless details to form a larger image of something recognizable.
You inspired me. My prayers to Jayus lately have been about you, that I might be able to put together a song for you. Bards don't sing too much about the intellectual heroes, but you were brilliant and a hero in your own right.
You were good at getting people together, too. You knew who to speak to about anything. Absolutely anything. If I needed to know something, and you didn't know it yourself, you'd point me in the right direction. Or you'd coordinate something between groups. You were the center of the network. As I remember you, I discover more and more people who were your friends. You knew everyone, and they all thought you were pretty great.
I will miss you. I will miss your insight. I will miss drinking brandy with you. I will miss your laugh. I will miss you, my friend.
Written By Kiera
March 7, 2021, 7:33 p.m.(1/25/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Thea
my sister-in-law is fun to be around, bright and dependable. She always spaks her mind and has a strong spirt. She's my brother's perfect match.
Written By Domonico
March 7, 2021, 7:04 p.m.(1/25/1015 AR)
I attended the event that my brother Martino and his wife Kaia held regarding dancing instruction.
To clairify I took my daughter Palania to it as she wanted to show off her new dress and dance, which she did enthusiastically with her cousin Iris.
It was good to see the future Countess Magnotta enjoying herself however when she doesn't have any real cares in the world. Would ut be possible to keep her safe from it all forever but I know it is not possible.
To clairify I took my daughter Palania to it as she wanted to show off her new dress and dance, which she did enthusiastically with her cousin Iris.
It was good to see the future Countess Magnotta enjoying herself however when she doesn't have any real cares in the world. Would ut be possible to keep her safe from it all forever but I know it is not possible.
Written By Raymesin
March 7, 2021, 7 p.m.(1/25/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Tanith
My wife's off out, Scholar. Off on another voyage, and I'm left behind.
How does she cope when it's me out of town? So far this afternoon I've had three people go pale at the sight of me, and someone said that I looked as though I wanted to... oh. Sorry, Scholar. It's the world I'm put out with, not you.
I miss her when she's not here in Arx. Then again, I suppose she misses me when I'm away, too.
Time to go over the bridge and see how our third is coping. Hopefully better than me.
How does she cope when it's me out of town? So far this afternoon I've had three people go pale at the sight of me, and someone said that I looked as though I wanted to... oh. Sorry, Scholar. It's the world I'm put out with, not you.
I miss her when she's not here in Arx. Then again, I suppose she misses me when I'm away, too.
Time to go over the bridge and see how our third is coping. Hopefully better than me.
Written By Anisha
March 7, 2021, 6:58 p.m.(1/25/1015 AR)
The time has come, and I've made it official. The darling Svana Grayhope is my protege. Her talent as a seamstress is wonderful; she works with leather and alchemy, too, and more than that, well. She's a wondrous mother, and a loving and supportive companion. I adore her, and I'm thrilled to have her and make our relationship formal in this way. I can't wait to see what great things the future holds for her - and what role I can take in fostering her many talents.
Written By Cristoph
March 7, 2021, 6:43 p.m.(1/25/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Norwood
I think you'd be very satisfied with the chariot race today. Not only did I not fall out of the chariot and get trampled by the horses, I also won. Which was surprising because the competition was quite steep.
Written By Martino
March 7, 2021, 6:02 p.m.(1/25/1015 AR)
What a social few days. An evening spent preparing for dance lessons, so a catch up with my dear first student Fortescue. Chalk marked, dinner with Kaia with Giada and the Brother taking leave.
Then the lessons themselves with Olivian and Kaia. Was so good to see so many come to learn the basic box steps for a waltz. Also to dance with Caprice who is quite the experienced dancer.
Package arriving, outfits for Kaia and I to match for the Grayson Ball itself. I believe they were Midwinter's Tease and Midwinter's Embrace? Well the Ball itself was such fun. Possibly one of my favourites with the nannies paid extra so we could stay for the after party after heading outside ourselves. Oh and to dance with Measure Cufre, at last, introducing her to the one who wears the engagement gift with such pride.
Social few days. Now to the archives.
Then the lessons themselves with Olivian and Kaia. Was so good to see so many come to learn the basic box steps for a waltz. Also to dance with Caprice who is quite the experienced dancer.
Package arriving, outfits for Kaia and I to match for the Grayson Ball itself. I believe they were Midwinter's Tease and Midwinter's Embrace? Well the Ball itself was such fun. Possibly one of my favourites with the nannies paid extra so we could stay for the after party after heading outside ourselves. Oh and to dance with Measure Cufre, at last, introducing her to the one who wears the engagement gift with such pride.
Social few days. Now to the archives.
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