Written By Sunaia
Jan. 2, 2021, 8:48 p.m.(9/7/1014 AR)
Scholar Einar, I'm just writing here to say that I'm going to avoid the Lyceum Ward for at least a week.
At least.
I know you're going to encourage me to write it down (praise Vellichor) but, honestly? I don't think I want to.
Not here.
It --
At least.
I know you're going to encourage me to write it down (praise Vellichor) but, honestly? I don't think I want to.
Not here.
It --
Written By Sydney
Jan. 2, 2021, 7:59 p.m.(9/7/1014 AR)
Well, this seems as good a night as any to drink myself senseless.
Certainly, we've all had these days?
Certainly, we've all had these days?
Written By Sapphira
Jan. 2, 2021, 7:29 p.m.(9/7/1014 AR)
Oddmun and I could wait no longer after our courtship. We were married some weeks past, and could not be happier. I am settling well into my life in Giant's Reach, and have come to enjoy the company of the Marquis and Marquessa as well. My cousin made certain I did not go to my new home alone, as I now have a corgi pup called Una keeping me company. Una and Zephyr, my mare, seem to get along well, for which I am glad.
There are times I think of Whitehawk Manor, and my cousin, and miss both. They will always be dear to me. But I am also very grateful for the blessing of the life I have now. Sasha and Cirroch have been rather insistent upon spoiling me where they can, over and above my protests. First it was a stunning outfit from Sasha that I have yet to find a grand enough occasion worthy of wearing it. Then it was a music room added on to Sanna Manor. I think, though, that was partially selfish on their part, as it would make a very good place to teach their little ones about music and the arts.
I suspect it will not be long, though, till I add to the nursery. It seems the Gods have seen fit to bless the union of Oddmun and I with a child. As the days go on, I cannot help but dream a little bit of the life the little one will have with us when they are born. They will know love, a good home, a caring family, and as the years go on, I pray they will know all the joys I could ever wish for them.
There are times I think of Whitehawk Manor, and my cousin, and miss both. They will always be dear to me. But I am also very grateful for the blessing of the life I have now. Sasha and Cirroch have been rather insistent upon spoiling me where they can, over and above my protests. First it was a stunning outfit from Sasha that I have yet to find a grand enough occasion worthy of wearing it. Then it was a music room added on to Sanna Manor. I think, though, that was partially selfish on their part, as it would make a very good place to teach their little ones about music and the arts.
I suspect it will not be long, though, till I add to the nursery. It seems the Gods have seen fit to bless the union of Oddmun and I with a child. As the days go on, I cannot help but dream a little bit of the life the little one will have with us when they are born. They will know love, a good home, a caring family, and as the years go on, I pray they will know all the joys I could ever wish for them.
Written By Neve
Jan. 2, 2021, 7:15 p.m.(9/7/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Ciro
I really like playing Pirate with you!
Do you think I would look like a pirate with a hat, and a eyepatch? And some Lycene Piratey-garb?
Just don't want to board a ship. Ugh. Boats. Swaying without the dirty earthy under your feet.
Bonus being Pirate: Treasures, and booty and..and..you get to say Arrrrrgh! And lots of Hurrahs!
Negatives: Being on run from law. Murdery thievey things. Boats.
Mmmn, I guess it's not a Pirate's Life for me. Boats seals it.
Do you think I would look like a pirate with a hat, and a eyepatch? And some Lycene Piratey-garb?
Just don't want to board a ship. Ugh. Boats. Swaying without the dirty earthy under your feet.
Bonus being Pirate: Treasures, and booty and..and..you get to say Arrrrrgh! And lots of Hurrahs!
Negatives: Being on run from law. Murdery thievey things. Boats.
Mmmn, I guess it's not a Pirate's Life for me. Boats seals it.
Written By Piccola
Jan. 2, 2021, 4:30 p.m.(9/6/1014 AR)
One day a dozen years ago, I was a young woman in a small mercenary company.
My captain told me to train with a village yeoman for a month while the company left to guard a lord's holding deep in a forest. After a couple of weeks I was lonely for my company, so I left the village and traveled into the woods to find them. When I did, I rushed into the camp at about dinner time, expecting to be received at the table with the rest of the young men and women.
Instead, my captain dragged me out of the camp by my hair and beat me within an inch of my life.
"You fool," he shouted at me. "What good is cloth cut from the loom half-finished?" I explained why I had left, and he called me a deserter. "What good am I without my family?" I asked of him, broken-hearted. And so he asked of me, "what good is a soldier who cannot follow orders?" I felt the shame rise inside of me and I walked back to the village in dishonor.
A week later, I learned my company had been ambushed and annihilated completely.
My captain told me to train with a village yeoman for a month while the company left to guard a lord's holding deep in a forest. After a couple of weeks I was lonely for my company, so I left the village and traveled into the woods to find them. When I did, I rushed into the camp at about dinner time, expecting to be received at the table with the rest of the young men and women.
Instead, my captain dragged me out of the camp by my hair and beat me within an inch of my life.
"You fool," he shouted at me. "What good is cloth cut from the loom half-finished?" I explained why I had left, and he called me a deserter. "What good am I without my family?" I asked of him, broken-hearted. And so he asked of me, "what good is a soldier who cannot follow orders?" I felt the shame rise inside of me and I walked back to the village in dishonor.
A week later, I learned my company had been ambushed and annihilated completely.
Written By Neve
Jan. 2, 2021, 4:09 p.m.(9/6/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Sunaia
She's so pale! And um, be careful, she bites!
Pretty hair though, blondie like me. And she's forest folk like me.
She's kind of like my fox now that I think about it. Fiesty. Pretty to look at, even if out of place. Bites sometimes.
Pretty hair though, blondie like me. And she's forest folk like me.
She's kind of like my fox now that I think about it. Fiesty. Pretty to look at, even if out of place. Bites sometimes.
Written By Natasha
Jan. 2, 2021, 4:08 p.m.(9/6/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Romulius
I think that I will always be grateful that you have a remarkable memory for all the things I say, so that you can repeat them to me verbatim when I need to be reminded and re-centered.
In the end, you are right. There is a point where one must simply refuse to suffer any longer.
In the end, you are right. There is a point where one must simply refuse to suffer any longer.
Written By Raziel
Jan. 2, 2021, 12:25 p.m.(9/6/1014 AR)
Well, Scholar, I'm afraid it was all a waste of time. So many months spent in search for that rare reagent and... nothing. It was never there, a story that ends in disappointment, the end.
So I've returned to Arx, as I always do.
Apparently just in time to witness some interesting events.
So I've returned to Arx, as I always do.
Apparently just in time to witness some interesting events.
Written By Miranda
Jan. 2, 2021, 10:52 a.m.(9/6/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Delilah
Welcome, little Altair and Lyla!
Warmest, and happiest of congratulations to a dear friend, on the birth of her, and her husbands children!
An important note from one mother to another, be sure you have a nanny, two of them in fact, maybe three. Twins are a handful.
Truly though, I'm so happy to hear of the birth of your children Lilah (and Duke Malcolm, too), and look forward to getting to meet them, and spoil them.
Warmest, and happiest of congratulations to a dear friend, on the birth of her, and her husbands children!
An important note from one mother to another, be sure you have a nanny, two of them in fact, maybe three. Twins are a handful.
Truly though, I'm so happy to hear of the birth of your children Lilah (and Duke Malcolm, too), and look forward to getting to meet them, and spoil them.
Written By Porter
Jan. 2, 2021, 10:33 a.m.(9/6/1014 AR)
I've spent the last few days visiting some of the shops that are within walking distance of where I've docked my ship, owned and operated by citizens of our good city. I ordered far too many baked goods from the Salacious Baker, purchased a number of interesting and unusual items from Pluvio Apothecary, and then completed my tour by visiting Barleycorn Brews where I picked up a number of goods.
Including one broom that I purchased by accident. Please don't ask for details. Please.
Including one broom that I purchased by accident. Please don't ask for details. Please.
Written By Gwenna
Jan. 2, 2021, 9:14 a.m.(9/6/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Sabella
Metaphor or not, I also find brownies with walnuts - or any sort of nuts, really - quite disappointing.
Written By Martino
Jan. 2, 2021, 8:50 a.m.(9/6/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Macario
You seem to have an affinity with drawing these ghost stories to you at the moment.
I'm not sure that is a good thing or not but, still, they make for fine entertainment.
I'm not sure that is a good thing or not but, still, they make for fine entertainment.
Written By Vashtalyn
Jan. 2, 2021, 1:22 a.m.(9/5/1014 AR)
I have arrived in the great city of Arx. I have heard that it is the thing to do, to submit journals to the Great Archive. It seems a strange custom to me, to write out all of my thoughts for everyone to see, but if this is the way things are done, then I suppose I shall give it a try.
So far, I am not certain what to think of the city. I admit, I find myself a little overwhelmed. There are so many people, and so much to see and do, and strange customs that I do not fully understand yet. I think so far my favorite part is the park in... what do you call it? Oh yes, the Lower Boroughs. There is a beautiful sculpture of a horse there, and I could sit there and admire it for hours. I must try to find who created it, and express my admiration. I don't know. Perhaps that person is long gone.
A strange-looking man named Maris treated me to dinner. He said my dancing could use work, but then, I suppose he was right. I did flub the last bit, and it was mortifying! He seemed nice enough, though, and he treated me to a meal. I appreciated the dinner. An odd name for a place though. The Murder of Crows.
In my explorations, I ran across a woman in a shop that seems to be all sorts of costumes. I think I forgot to get her name, but she had hair like fire, and was very friendly. She made me feel welcome, and I was very grateful to her. Perhaps one day, I will remember my way back to her shop. This city is so confusing! She did give me some good advice though, which I take to heart.
I am making some plans for my time here in the city. I do not know how long I will stay. My family wanted me to come here, to learn more about the Compact, because our clan has made some agreement with House Shepherd, because of some Great Road thing that I don't fully understand. All I know is, it put a lot of people out of place, including my people, and it caused our clan a great deal of trouble, and well... here we are, I suppose. The Andalashari have wandered freely for so long, it is strange to think of settling in anywhere. But I suppose while I am here, I will make the most of it.
I have found a shop that I think will do nicely to sell the goods produced by myself and my people, and I have decided to buy it with what little money I have to get started in this city. That's another reason they wanted me to come: to trade. I already have so many ideas for how that will go. Perhaps I can bring something to trade that the people of this city have never seen before. I hope so. There are so many merchants here, it seems it will be difficult to get a toehold into the market.
Now all I need to do is find some opportunities to perform, because while tending to duty is important, I have to make myself happy too. And performing makes me happiest of all. It does seem this city could do with a little more cheer. People seem so somber, and I can tell they are worried about something. I'm still trying to figure out what that is, exactly.
So far, I am not certain what to think of the city. I admit, I find myself a little overwhelmed. There are so many people, and so much to see and do, and strange customs that I do not fully understand yet. I think so far my favorite part is the park in... what do you call it? Oh yes, the Lower Boroughs. There is a beautiful sculpture of a horse there, and I could sit there and admire it for hours. I must try to find who created it, and express my admiration. I don't know. Perhaps that person is long gone.
A strange-looking man named Maris treated me to dinner. He said my dancing could use work, but then, I suppose he was right. I did flub the last bit, and it was mortifying! He seemed nice enough, though, and he treated me to a meal. I appreciated the dinner. An odd name for a place though. The Murder of Crows.
In my explorations, I ran across a woman in a shop that seems to be all sorts of costumes. I think I forgot to get her name, but she had hair like fire, and was very friendly. She made me feel welcome, and I was very grateful to her. Perhaps one day, I will remember my way back to her shop. This city is so confusing! She did give me some good advice though, which I take to heart.
I am making some plans for my time here in the city. I do not know how long I will stay. My family wanted me to come here, to learn more about the Compact, because our clan has made some agreement with House Shepherd, because of some Great Road thing that I don't fully understand. All I know is, it put a lot of people out of place, including my people, and it caused our clan a great deal of trouble, and well... here we are, I suppose. The Andalashari have wandered freely for so long, it is strange to think of settling in anywhere. But I suppose while I am here, I will make the most of it.
I have found a shop that I think will do nicely to sell the goods produced by myself and my people, and I have decided to buy it with what little money I have to get started in this city. That's another reason they wanted me to come: to trade. I already have so many ideas for how that will go. Perhaps I can bring something to trade that the people of this city have never seen before. I hope so. There are so many merchants here, it seems it will be difficult to get a toehold into the market.
Now all I need to do is find some opportunities to perform, because while tending to duty is important, I have to make myself happy too. And performing makes me happiest of all. It does seem this city could do with a little more cheer. People seem so somber, and I can tell they are worried about something. I'm still trying to figure out what that is, exactly.
Written By Teague
Jan. 2, 2021, 12:10 a.m.(9/5/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Lottie
The cake is handled. Skilled hands for this upcoming marriage. Thank you again for the samples. If you are of the sweet tooth in nature, there is no place or no-one else to get your fix from.
Written By Piccola
Jan. 1, 2021, 11:33 p.m.(9/5/1014 AR)
Wise general, embrace humility.
When we buy new clothes not to keep ourselves warm but to look well-dressed, we are not providing for any important need. We would not be sacrificing anything significant if we were to continue to wear our old clothes, and give the money to relieve the hunger of others. By doing so, we would be preventing another person from starving.
Rather, one might as well give the money away, rather than spend it on clothes which we do not need to keep us warm. To do so is not charitable or generous. It is not the kind of act which philosophers and theologians will call an act which it would be good to do, but not wrong not to do. On the contrary, we ought to give the money away, and it is wrong not to do so.
Want not and waste not.
When we buy new clothes not to keep ourselves warm but to look well-dressed, we are not providing for any important need. We would not be sacrificing anything significant if we were to continue to wear our old clothes, and give the money to relieve the hunger of others. By doing so, we would be preventing another person from starving.
Rather, one might as well give the money away, rather than spend it on clothes which we do not need to keep us warm. To do so is not charitable or generous. It is not the kind of act which philosophers and theologians will call an act which it would be good to do, but not wrong not to do. On the contrary, we ought to give the money away, and it is wrong not to do so.
Want not and waste not.
Written By Malcolm
Jan. 1, 2021, 11:32 p.m.(9/5/1014 AR)
Junior and Al.
( After Delilah's finished recuperating -- she'll then likely see this. She'll see how easy I can make a proclamation without extra yammering. And then Layla and Altair, she'll remind me. However, my darling spouse, someone's got to give these kiddos nicknames now. )
Newborn babes are a different kind of adventure.
( After Delilah's finished recuperating -- she'll then likely see this. She'll see how easy I can make a proclamation without extra yammering. And then Layla and Altair, she'll remind me. However, my darling spouse, someone's got to give these kiddos nicknames now. )
Newborn babes are a different kind of adventure.
Written By Sabella
Jan. 1, 2021, 8:25 p.m.(9/5/1014 AR)
Honestly, who ruins a perfectly good brownie by putting walnuts in it? It is very disappointing to get excited for something, only to have that something be a walnut brownie.
This is a metaphor, dearlings, but also please keep the walnuts out of the brownies.
This is a metaphor, dearlings, but also please keep the walnuts out of the brownies.
Written By Neve
Jan. 1, 2021, 8:24 p.m.(9/5/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Dio
Boop!
Written By Neve
Jan. 1, 2021, 7:28 p.m.(9/5/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Ciro
Happy Birthday lover!
I bought you some chocolate chip cookies! But while I was writing out the letter..I kind of forgot and ate them all. I snack when writing letters!
Umm...um...I will get you...uuuuh. Um. The only the very finest writing pen!
Let's see, before it goes, put on shopping list: One writing pen. I'll just draw up an I.O.U. here and...
I bought you some chocolate chip cookies! But while I was writing out the letter..I kind of forgot and ate them all. I snack when writing letters!
Umm...um...I will get you...uuuuh. Um. The only the very finest writing pen!
Let's see, before it goes, put on shopping list: One writing pen. I'll just draw up an I.O.U. here and...
Written By Sunaia
Jan. 1, 2021, 6:32 p.m.(9/5/1014 AR)
So -- for now -- no.
I'll not be going hedge-knight or taking godsworn oaths yet. I took the time to carefully consider the options. Which left me, well, as terribly indecisive as per my normal. So many rambling scrawls in the pages of my Reflections, measuring and weighing out the pros and cons. This is what happens when I slow down. When I compose myself and my thoughts like I know what I'm doing. Like I'm not playing everything by ear -- (mostly impulse-driven.)
Is wanderlust such a curse that I can't even decide what I'm going to _do_? Seems like, for now, the answer is yes.
So, again, patience. Three more months. Wait and see.
Let's see what opportunities arise. What unknowns to be known. New faces.
(If it ever gets to be too much, remember, you can always run.)
I'll not be going hedge-knight or taking godsworn oaths yet. I took the time to carefully consider the options. Which left me, well, as terribly indecisive as per my normal. So many rambling scrawls in the pages of my Reflections, measuring and weighing out the pros and cons. This is what happens when I slow down. When I compose myself and my thoughts like I know what I'm doing. Like I'm not playing everything by ear -- (mostly impulse-driven.)
Is wanderlust such a curse that I can't even decide what I'm going to _do_? Seems like, for now, the answer is yes.
So, again, patience. Three more months. Wait and see.
Let's see what opportunities arise. What unknowns to be known. New faces.
(If it ever gets to be too much, remember, you can always run.)
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