Written By Shae
Jan. 12, 2020, 2:26 p.m.(7/19/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Kedehern
Written By Shae
Jan. 12, 2020, 2:20 p.m.(7/19/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Amari
Seems I am hoping for all girls.
Written By Kedehern
Jan. 12, 2020, 2:19 p.m.(7/19/1012 AR)
Written By Eirene
Jan. 12, 2020, 12:53 p.m.(7/19/1012 AR)
In other news, I'm proud of my family for standing by our honor and what is right by our people.
Now if you'll excuse me, scholar, I have a bender to continue.
Written By Lisebet
Jan. 12, 2020, 2:31 a.m.(7/18/1012 AR)
Written By Appolonia
Jan. 12, 2020, 12:49 a.m.(7/18/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
Written By Lisebet
Jan. 12, 2020, 12:22 a.m.(7/18/1012 AR)
We thank you for your grace and inspiration, for the wind through our hair, the water that swirls through and over falls, with the sound soothing us to serenity. We thank you for the blessing of summer, and the drink that we have, the lives that we live.
We offer you these tokens of our thanks and admiration, small though they may be. The sparkle and gleam of the water and light as it hits them brings joy and lightness to all, much as your grace does.
Written By Appolonia
Jan. 11, 2020, 11:44 p.m.(7/18/1012 AR)
Written By Veronica
Jan. 11, 2020, 10:46 p.m.(7/18/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Apollo
Written By Mirari
Jan. 11, 2020, 10:42 p.m.(7/18/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Esme
That love is defined by the one who feels it. However, I still find myself in a contemplatives quandary. When we are born we know nothing. It is our parents or caregivers responsibility to teach us. We are blank slates upon which they pass on their knowledge. Did you know what a cookie was until your mother held one out and said, "Here, little one, have a cookie."
Did you know the color orange until you were taught your colors? We do not know how to read until we are taught our letters and how to put them together. I do not remember being taught the concept of anger, but I am certain that as a toddler when I was throwing a tantrum over having to go to bed I did not know what I was feeling. I am certain that my mother taught me that I was behaving badly because I was angry.
As creatures we know nothing until we are taught.
So if we know nothing until we are taught, but Love is something we define for ourselves...
Who teaches us love?
And are we being taught the right kind of love?
Written By Ryhalt
Jan. 11, 2020, 10:39 p.m.(7/18/1012 AR)
Written By Amari
Jan. 11, 2020, 10:19 p.m.(7/17/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Jael
Written By Sydney
Jan. 11, 2020, 8:43 p.m.(7/17/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Lenne
All the same... Do be careful, Lenne Crovane.
Written By Sylvi
Jan. 11, 2020, 6:14 p.m.(7/17/1012 AR)
The Shrine itself was quite empty during my visit. When I arrived, I was the single soul that decided to make the visit this morning, though evidence of the Priests that come and visit and keep the place tidied up. There is something so strangely tragic about a god that has yet to do anything in our lifetimes that we can see, just a silent dreamer with so few truly aware of everything he has done. I can't help but wonder if this is how things are supposed to be, or if we must do more to raise awareness. The lost have been found, and yet I still feel as though something is missing. I hope we figure out what that is sooner rather than later.
I waited for some time, and prayed in silence for much of my visit, when I wasn't just trying to look around and learn what I can of this place. Though nobody arrived that I could speak with, I feel I at least made a connection to something that is so rarely tapped into. I hope to learn more as I continue my path, and tomorrow I intend on finding my way into the Shrine of the Queen of Endings, another of the lost. I will write my thoughts the same as I did today.
Written By Evaristo
Jan. 11, 2020, 5:54 p.m.(7/17/1012 AR)
Josephine Arcuri will do the finishing touches on Death's Crown soon, which means it will be displayed at the Shrine of the Queen for all to see. A ceremony of some kind will take place for this, of course. An artifact of the Queen, created by human hands.
Bard's College is buzzing with activity as we practice for an upcoming concert of LEGENDARY proportion. The song I will sing is mostly finished, I'm working on some details. Others are finished or working on theirs. The concert will be in about a month. PLenty of time! Backgrounds and decor is being built. There will be a quite amazing surprise!
Written By Arcadia
Jan. 11, 2020, 4:47 p.m.(7/17/1012 AR)
Tonight I was told something new. Part of being a noble is to protect those who need it. To speak up against injustice and cruelty. I would of thought that would be part of being human. That when we look into the mirror, when we examine our true selves, are we happy with what we see? Are you content with your actions? Your words? Have you made life better for those considered below your station?
So I ask, are you happy with your choices?
Written By Perronne
Jan. 11, 2020, 4:45 p.m.(7/17/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Mayir
Written By Gwenna
Jan. 11, 2020, 4:37 p.m.(7/17/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Michael
Rather than one of the two I had asked about, Lord Michael sent me Stompy, an aptly named whirlwind of fur and sight that seems keen enough to see things no one else can see. He attacks those things, and pretty much everything that moves. Thankfully his bite is a playful one and it's our hope that he may grow of out this. Or be trained out of it. Or sleep. I suppose I should have expected this; the wounds of Sir Bunnibus are deep, indeed. Yet we will love Stompy and give him a good home. I will hope that someday, perhaps, this will help mend the rift, if even just a little bit.
Written By Rafael
Jan. 11, 2020, 2:50 p.m.(7/17/1012 AR)
Written By Jules
Jan. 11, 2020, 2:47 p.m.(7/17/1012 AR)
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