Written By Tanith
March 29, 2020, 2:02 p.m.(1/7/1013 AR)
My experience with ornamentation is limited, though as I've written about before I've made a design or two for them that know how to make the things I dream up. I'm starting to appreciate the specifics of jewelry though, but my first real experience with it was Evaristo Arterius. Have you seen that man, scholar? He steps into the sunlight and it's like the most blinding candle festival, ever. Everything he wears tends to throw the light and color back at you and you stagger backwards like you're struck. Too much.
But sometimes, he'll wander by wearing less jewels and I can appreciate the singular items and pieces. Some of them can have stories, come of them are from people that mean something. And of course, it's not just him, but he seems to be the -loudest- with what he runs around in. Seen plenty of travellers come in wearing this thing or that, often a bit of treasure from a journey or something saved up with precious coin, easily broken down for trade on the run.
Jewelry can also be a symbol, too. Ask anyone that's married, they'll show you their vow-gift. Sometimes it's not rings, either, seen some fancy bracelets, necklaces. Saw an anklet once that looks like it was welded on, scar and all. Practical, I thought.
Think my mother's corrupted me, though; the stuff I like is simpler made, solid stuff like bangles, or collars of metal that sit low on the neck, rest just above the chest in an uninterrupted gleam of silver. A few crews come in wearing things like that, say it's better when it wears down, doesn't catch the light and each mark left behind is memory. I like that. Wearing something until it's smooth and pearlescent almost, rough and soft both, gleaming like satin.
I've been surrounded by baubles of late, on people and in my hands to pass on to others. I never saw the appeal but, I'm worried, scholar. I'm starting to.
But sometimes, he'll wander by wearing less jewels and I can appreciate the singular items and pieces. Some of them can have stories, come of them are from people that mean something. And of course, it's not just him, but he seems to be the -loudest- with what he runs around in. Seen plenty of travellers come in wearing this thing or that, often a bit of treasure from a journey or something saved up with precious coin, easily broken down for trade on the run.
Jewelry can also be a symbol, too. Ask anyone that's married, they'll show you their vow-gift. Sometimes it's not rings, either, seen some fancy bracelets, necklaces. Saw an anklet once that looks like it was welded on, scar and all. Practical, I thought.
Think my mother's corrupted me, though; the stuff I like is simpler made, solid stuff like bangles, or collars of metal that sit low on the neck, rest just above the chest in an uninterrupted gleam of silver. A few crews come in wearing things like that, say it's better when it wears down, doesn't catch the light and each mark left behind is memory. I like that. Wearing something until it's smooth and pearlescent almost, rough and soft both, gleaming like satin.
I've been surrounded by baubles of late, on people and in my hands to pass on to others. I never saw the appeal but, I'm worried, scholar. I'm starting to.
Written By Drake
March 29, 2020, 1:58 p.m.(1/7/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
I told you I promised to come back alive.
You said you weren't sure that you could make such a promise.
I wish you had promised, Arcadia.
But I understand. You did what you believed necessary. You always would have.
I will defend your honor even though the breath is gone from you. I will always be your champion.
You said you weren't sure that you could make such a promise.
I wish you had promised, Arcadia.
But I understand. You did what you believed necessary. You always would have.
I will defend your honor even though the breath is gone from you. I will always be your champion.
Written By Lisebet
March 29, 2020, 1:40 p.m.(1/7/1013 AR)
I have a proclamation to write - I suppose I should be doing that, rather than writing in my journal.
Written By Veronica
March 29, 2020, 1:34 p.m.(1/7/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Kastelon
Kastelon's always been a little after my own heart. If I didn't have enough brothers already, he would have fitted in great with the family. It'll be good to have him in the city for a while.
Written By Svana
March 29, 2020, 1:28 p.m.(1/7/1013 AR)
And so it goes.
I have made many difficult decisions recently that tear at my heartstrings; particularly now that Cady has been returned to the wheel, as those who believe in the pantheon call it.
What is supposed to be a happy time in my life has been marred with some of the cruelest circumstances. I assure you that if this journal entry sounds particularly selfish, it is. I earned my happiness long ago and to have it dangling in front of me without being able to enjoy it is a swift kick in the head.
Largely, Arcadia and I butted heads, particularly just before she died... but that does not mean I ever wanted to see her go in such a brutal way... I cannot imagine. I do not want to imagine. I have sat with her body in her snow. I do not want her to be alone. At the same time, I want to return to Stahlben Hall and scoop her children up. They are too young; she has a newborn, for feck's sake. He will never know her, but Genevieve will, and it's going to hurt her the most. I loved Arcadia even if she and I didn't always agree. She did many good turns for so many others... she died trying to save those she cared about.
Just as two children should lose their mother, I have found out that I am to become a mother. I have prayed for this child and it is a blessing from Limerance - that is what Lady Esme told me. I believe that. It feels wrong to be happy about it though. My marriage and the news of a baby have been overshadowed by so much grief and strain that I wonder if there will ever be a light at the end of the proverbial tunnel.
And so it goes...
I have made many difficult decisions recently that tear at my heartstrings; particularly now that Cady has been returned to the wheel, as those who believe in the pantheon call it.
What is supposed to be a happy time in my life has been marred with some of the cruelest circumstances. I assure you that if this journal entry sounds particularly selfish, it is. I earned my happiness long ago and to have it dangling in front of me without being able to enjoy it is a swift kick in the head.
Largely, Arcadia and I butted heads, particularly just before she died... but that does not mean I ever wanted to see her go in such a brutal way... I cannot imagine. I do not want to imagine. I have sat with her body in her snow. I do not want her to be alone. At the same time, I want to return to Stahlben Hall and scoop her children up. They are too young; she has a newborn, for feck's sake. He will never know her, but Genevieve will, and it's going to hurt her the most. I loved Arcadia even if she and I didn't always agree. She did many good turns for so many others... she died trying to save those she cared about.
Just as two children should lose their mother, I have found out that I am to become a mother. I have prayed for this child and it is a blessing from Limerance - that is what Lady Esme told me. I believe that. It feels wrong to be happy about it though. My marriage and the news of a baby have been overshadowed by so much grief and strain that I wonder if there will ever be a light at the end of the proverbial tunnel.
And so it goes...
Written By Jael
March 29, 2020, 1:26 p.m.(1/7/1013 AR)
Does anyone have a recommendation for someone who is really good at cleaning leather armor? Really really really good?
Written By Valencia
March 29, 2020, 1:05 p.m.(1/7/1013 AR)
And another a vibrant voice among us is silenced.
I want to find words, but it seems I have none.
I hope will find them tomorrow.
My heart to those who are suffering.
~~~~~~<~<@
I want to find words, but it seems I have none.
I hope will find them tomorrow.
My heart to those who are suffering.
~~~~~~<~<@
Written By Rymarr
March 29, 2020, 12:37 p.m.(1/7/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Leona
I miss you, friend. I still wear my bracelet, but not for much longer I think. I don't need it to know who my friends are. It's a trinket. It's a toy. Our friendship can exist without it.
I hope you're achieving all you wish to achieve in this turn.
If not? Then work harder. Those are instructions that I should follow myself.
I hope you're achieving all you wish to achieve in this turn.
If not? Then work harder. Those are instructions that I should follow myself.
Written By Bhandn
March 29, 2020, 12:09 p.m.(1/7/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
I waited to write this out of respect for those who knew her better, so that they had the right to share their recollections first. It didn't seem proper to me, otherwise. With that in mind, I share my first meeting with Sister Juniper. It is not one that some would call very noteworthy, but I care not for such opinions. They were not there.
I'd been doing work in the Boroughs, particularly with seeing to the needs of some of the institutions set up there. Supplies, in this case, for the Hospice at which Sister Juniper gave her time. I had no sooner opened the door and my mouth to announce the purpose of my visit, when I became soaking wet from the bucket of water that was being discarded. I can clearly remember the moment after I became doused, and how she quickly ushered me in so that I can towel off and get dry. We then talked over tea while my shirt finished drying by the fire.
Regretfully, I can't recall the entire conversation; I've never been one to write down everything I do, unless it seemed of considerable import, most of which have been reports. Despite that, I can remember that the discussion was amicable and that I promised tea and the ingredients for making a fine stew. I can't remember words, but I can remember the supplies clearly. My father would have said that's because a merchant must always remember their clientele's needs, and perhaps there's more than a grain of truth to that. I hope that she and those in her care enjoyed the meals.
I'd been doing work in the Boroughs, particularly with seeing to the needs of some of the institutions set up there. Supplies, in this case, for the Hospice at which Sister Juniper gave her time. I had no sooner opened the door and my mouth to announce the purpose of my visit, when I became soaking wet from the bucket of water that was being discarded. I can clearly remember the moment after I became doused, and how she quickly ushered me in so that I can towel off and get dry. We then talked over tea while my shirt finished drying by the fire.
Regretfully, I can't recall the entire conversation; I've never been one to write down everything I do, unless it seemed of considerable import, most of which have been reports. Despite that, I can remember that the discussion was amicable and that I promised tea and the ingredients for making a fine stew. I can't remember words, but I can remember the supplies clearly. My father would have said that's because a merchant must always remember their clientele's needs, and perhaps there's more than a grain of truth to that. I hope that she and those in her care enjoyed the meals.
Written By Fecundo
March 29, 2020, 10:26 a.m.(1/7/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Sydney
So...only second to the arrival of my nephew and niece was winning the Senior Division of the Southport Bowl. Many fine combatants out there (though I still think my cousin Domonico influenced someone to keep me out of the Legendary ranked contest) who put up one hell of a fight.
Congratulations as well to the winner of the Legendary ranked contest, Sydney (my cousin went out first, in case you were wondering). I will have to wonder how I would have fared facing her.
She was very generous in joining me in donating our winnings to the Mercies in their effort to build a hospital.
Congratulations as well to the winner of the Legendary ranked contest, Sydney (my cousin went out first, in case you were wondering). I will have to wonder how I would have fared facing her.
She was very generous in joining me in donating our winnings to the Mercies in their effort to build a hospital.
Written By Fecundo
March 29, 2020, 10:13 a.m.(1/7/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Miranda
Not only am I a father, but now an uncle as well. Children I can spoil and send back (Yes, sistermine...paybacks...). In all seriousness, congratulations to my sister entering the role of motherhood, the next phase of life's journey.
Written By Rosalind
March 29, 2020, 10:01 a.m.(1/7/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
Dear Marquessa Cady,
I heard about your passing from reading people's journals. I'm very sad at this. You were always super nice to me and were the one to get me in a dress because I lost a bet to you. We were able to go on an adventure or two and we were supposed to go on many more. You were supposed to go to Stormheart with me and hiking. Because plans! Maybe I will just imagine some blonde little person next time I go home and it will count. Though not the same. Don't worry though, I will still steal your children like I told you I would. And I will still be Stahlben's Running Rosa. I will miss you lots.
I heard about your passing from reading people's journals. I'm very sad at this. You were always super nice to me and were the one to get me in a dress because I lost a bet to you. We were able to go on an adventure or two and we were supposed to go on many more. You were supposed to go to Stormheart with me and hiking. Because plans! Maybe I will just imagine some blonde little person next time I go home and it will count. Though not the same. Don't worry though, I will still steal your children like I told you I would. And I will still be Stahlben's Running Rosa. I will miss you lots.
Written By Meabh
March 29, 2020, 12:53 a.m.(1/6/1013 AR)
Well, it seems I made it to this... city, just in time for it's first snow fall. Snow has been falling for a while now up north, around Clearlake, not sure what the big deal is over it. It's snow. Now, to find some decent food, a drink, and a bed. Probably in that order.
Written By Norwood
March 29, 2020, 12:23 a.m.(1/6/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Esme
She was in need of a warm and so I sent her one. I am glad to know she enjoyed it.
Written By Sirius
March 29, 2020, 12:21 a.m.(1/6/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Malcolm
Perhaps, my Lord, you ought to consider purchasing yet another snazzy hat,
Solve this conundrum from its seams,
End this plight before regret and loss hardens your heart,
Go by the old adage of: "Fastest way to forget a hat we loved is to wear another, curvier hat." Feathered, if you would.
Solve this conundrum from its seams,
End this plight before regret and loss hardens your heart,
Go by the old adage of: "Fastest way to forget a hat we loved is to wear another, curvier hat." Feathered, if you would.
Written By Esme
March 29, 2020, 12:15 a.m.(1/6/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Norwood
Baron,
Thank you as well. I put out a call for warm clothing and not only did you send me something, you didn't even charge. Better yet, it is that new ironwool fabric. Thank you for the rose in the midst of winter ironwool lined cape. I am already wearing it around Arx.
Thank you as well. I put out a call for warm clothing and not only did you send me something, you didn't even charge. Better yet, it is that new ironwool fabric. Thank you for the rose in the midst of winter ironwool lined cape. I am already wearing it around Arx.
Written By Esme
March 29, 2020, 12:13 a.m.(1/6/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Nikias
Thank you so much, Prince Niklas for the books you sent me. I am eagerly waiting to read the one you wrote. I appreciate that you assisted when I put out the call. We must have wine soon.
Written By Adalyn
March 28, 2020, 11:03 p.m.(1/6/1013 AR)
Day 1 of taking care of the little Laurent heir: Eadric is bright, inquisitive, lively. Full of boundless energy, but that's to be expected.
How hard can this be?
How hard can this be?
Written By Sydney
March 28, 2020, 10:56 p.m.(1/6/1013 AR)
...or I might just claw my way to the top and win a Grand Melee.
My sincerest congratulations to all that competed in both the Senior and Legendary level events. I enjoyed watching the former, and loved competing in the latter. This time, I made sure to kick snow at people. See? It all came back to kicking snow. Clearly the secret to victory; nothing at all to do with punching people in the back of the head when they're preoccupied.
I got to punch Ras repeatedly. Did I mention that as a highlight? That was a highlight.
My sincerest congratulations to all that competed in both the Senior and Legendary level events. I enjoyed watching the former, and loved competing in the latter. This time, I made sure to kick snow at people. See? It all came back to kicking snow. Clearly the secret to victory; nothing at all to do with punching people in the back of the head when they're preoccupied.
I got to punch Ras repeatedly. Did I mention that as a highlight? That was a highlight.
Written By Cufre
March 28, 2020, 10:40 p.m.(1/6/1013 AR)
It has been a productive few days. Business in the shop has slowed with the coming of the cold weather, so I have had the room to be more creative. Maybe I feel pushed to do more, now that the Second First has opened a similar shop so nearby. Curiosity drew me to visit his shop a few times. He has found a way to get the word out about his offerings and has managed to draw some unusual customers to the Lowers. Am I feeling a bit competitive?
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