Written By Ahmar
June 9, 2019, 6:30 p.m.(4/4/1011 AR)
Maybe a nice turn of events for once? That would be nice. Also lucky.
Written By Olivia
June 9, 2019, 6:28 p.m.(4/4/1011 AR)
Best brunch ever. Thanks everyone that came.
Written By Juniper
June 9, 2019, 6:21 p.m.(4/4/1011 AR)
Alright, Lagoma. Alright.
You set your mark on everything. Every choice made by Skald enacts your change, Gild's efforts in the world to civilize and improve bring about your will. You and Death are near sisters, handing to each other the care and growth of we who fall into your care, her care. The sealing of a vow to Limerance enforces change. Petrichor's dominion is governed by the cycle of your seasons. Even the Thirteenth, whose call to self-reflection and awareness, leads to those who answer it working to improve themselves. Gloria's honoured warriors rely on your healers to see them through their losses, and they and Jayus' inspired work to change and grow their abilities. All the others too... you're at the heart of the Dream, your touch subtle and inescapable. You are the light, and the warmth, and the comfort, ever in support of your brothers and sisters, always a beacon to us.
I understand. I answer.
You set your mark on everything. Every choice made by Skald enacts your change, Gild's efforts in the world to civilize and improve bring about your will. You and Death are near sisters, handing to each other the care and growth of we who fall into your care, her care. The sealing of a vow to Limerance enforces change. Petrichor's dominion is governed by the cycle of your seasons. Even the Thirteenth, whose call to self-reflection and awareness, leads to those who answer it working to improve themselves. Gloria's honoured warriors rely on your healers to see them through their losses, and they and Jayus' inspired work to change and grow their abilities. All the others too... you're at the heart of the Dream, your touch subtle and inescapable. You are the light, and the warmth, and the comfort, ever in support of your brothers and sisters, always a beacon to us.
I understand. I answer.
Written By Evaristo
June 9, 2019, 3:29 p.m.(4/4/1011 AR)
Spring! The weather today was marvellous. Snow melting, river running fast. Had a picnic outside of Arx on a beach with amazing company. A good, mostly lazy day.
The whole crew are getting more cheerful, knowing we'll be sailing a lot more. In between, my time will be dedicated much to the Queen.
The whole crew are getting more cheerful, knowing we'll be sailing a lot more. In between, my time will be dedicated much to the Queen.
Written By Olivia
June 9, 2019, 2:46 p.m.(4/4/1011 AR)
So many things going on!
I am rather excited about them all!
I am rather excited about them all!
Written By Kenna
June 9, 2019, 2:14 p.m.(4/4/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Riagnon
With one glove one can eat and look good at the same time without getting messy.
It really makes sense.
It really makes sense.
Written By Rikako
June 9, 2019, 2:04 p.m.(4/4/1011 AR)
After a few days in the city, I have concluded that I have been given some sort of obscure test. While on the search for the Redwoods, I heard that their training is notoriously brutal. I don't know that this is brutal, since I was given the resources with which to have a weapon made, but I would have thought I'd been given some sort of casts offs or used gear. Clearly, giving me materials I could easily sell is a test to see if I would just sell them, but unless they have contacts with every craftsman in the city, how would they know if I did?
I have no reason to do that, so am focusing on the challenge of finding a suitable shop. That should just be a matter of observation and asking. Not too much a test, but I am a recruit, so I know they do not expect much...
The real challenge is, I have no idea what to have made or even what would suit me or be good. What is a mercenary weapon anyway? I don't remember any of my mother's tales about father that mentioned that.
I have no reason to do that, so am focusing on the challenge of finding a suitable shop. That should just be a matter of observation and asking. Not too much a test, but I am a recruit, so I know they do not expect much...
The real challenge is, I have no idea what to have made or even what would suit me or be good. What is a mercenary weapon anyway? I don't remember any of my mother's tales about father that mentioned that.
Written By Cambria
June 9, 2019, 1:53 p.m.(4/4/1011 AR)
Carelessly, I put Soteris in the crib with his brother, Verus. I thought the two would be pleased to nap together. How wrong I was. Verus began to yell, and Soteris to cry. I suppose out of territorial priorities. Damianos, however, insisted he nap with me. Nobody was happy until they all napped with me.
Even the Marquis.
Even the Marquis.
Written By Cambria
June 9, 2019, 1:17 p.m.(4/4/1011 AR)
It is important to think with proper detachment, and to reason in a context-specific fashion. One must always be willing to change their mind as one learns more in new circumstances.
Written By Rinel
June 9, 2019, 12:45 p.m.(4/4/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Ajax
There is wisdom in what you have written, Goodman. And I believe that though there are matters which I must bring to a close with the gravity their nature demands, it is time to return to a more amiable nature.
Written By Edward
June 9, 2019, 7:17 a.m.(4/3/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Fatima
I have long been friends with the Princess, but I rarely get to see her work her skillset within her own element. She is very impressive.
Written By Edward
June 9, 2019, 7:11 a.m.(4/3/1011 AR)
Whoever thinks money can't buy happiness should remember that there are plenty of taverns with a wide variety of alcohol available in Arx.
Written By Preston
June 9, 2019, 7:04 a.m.(4/3/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Peri
There is a difference between questions and questioning, that perhaps I was not clear about.
Asking for understanding, the 'what is this?' 'what is the reason we do this?' questions, are perfectly fine. These are how you understand, this is part of learning.
Even questioning yourself, the choices you have made, questioning your decisions on the battlefield or posing yourself or others moral quandries, trying to find a better moral path? That is not a problem, indeed it is to be encouraged. We should all improve.
The problem is in questioning the firmament of our society, questioning the established order. Not asking what it is, but questioning its very nature, asking /why/ it should be that we worship the Gods, or give obedience to the king, or why we should hold to our oaths. These are the questions that serve no purpose other than to introduce doubt where there is no need or virtue to it. They serve no-one but our enemy.
Of course, others disagree, but the Orthodoxy has stood on these principles since the time of Carnifex Alor Valardin.
Asking for understanding, the 'what is this?' 'what is the reason we do this?' questions, are perfectly fine. These are how you understand, this is part of learning.
Even questioning yourself, the choices you have made, questioning your decisions on the battlefield or posing yourself or others moral quandries, trying to find a better moral path? That is not a problem, indeed it is to be encouraged. We should all improve.
The problem is in questioning the firmament of our society, questioning the established order. Not asking what it is, but questioning its very nature, asking /why/ it should be that we worship the Gods, or give obedience to the king, or why we should hold to our oaths. These are the questions that serve no purpose other than to introduce doubt where there is no need or virtue to it. They serve no-one but our enemy.
Of course, others disagree, but the Orthodoxy has stood on these principles since the time of Carnifex Alor Valardin.
Written By Maja
June 9, 2019, 5:03 a.m.(4/3/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Giuliano
This is a note to myself -- and all the world:
M'lord Giuliano! You owe me a drink!
M'lord Giuliano! You owe me a drink!
Written By Maja
June 9, 2019, 5:02 a.m.(4/3/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Dianara
Dianara gifted me several bolts of seatouched wool. She is just the sweetest! I took that material and had the loveliest outfit made. It is gorgeous.
So while I welcome spring and the warmer months, it is a pity that I hardly had the chance to wear my new ensemble! But just wait until next autumn -- I will knock everyone's socks off with all my plaid.
So while I welcome spring and the warmer months, it is a pity that I hardly had the chance to wear my new ensemble! But just wait until next autumn -- I will knock everyone's socks off with all my plaid.
Written By Amantha
June 9, 2019, 4:53 a.m.(4/3/1011 AR)
It seems it may be getting warmer again, with the winter ending and spring starting. I for one am glad although I will miss the white nights when the snow has disappeared fully.
Written By Mabelle
June 9, 2019, 2:06 a.m.(4/3/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Selene
Selene Whisper's talent of making gowns is undeniable. One can stand at the Whispering Words for hours just gazing at them, not knowing what to pick.
Wait, why am I making this public? None will be left for me!
Wait, why am I making this public? None will be left for me!
Written By Bonnie
June 9, 2019, 1:36 a.m.(4/3/1011 AR)
Now that I think about it, if the priests in my childhood had tried to instill the Pantheon lessons in me with card tricks, I'd mostly just know more card tricks by now.
..but then if I knew more card tricks, maybe I'd know a more impressive one that gets across the Pantheon lessons better.
Wait a minute, is this one of those 'could Mangata create a wave even she couldn't crest' dilemmas?
..but then if I knew more card tricks, maybe I'd know a more impressive one that gets across the Pantheon lessons better.
Wait a minute, is this one of those 'could Mangata create a wave even she couldn't crest' dilemmas?
Written By Riagnon
June 9, 2019, 1:19 a.m.(4/3/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Kenna
Healthy diets are torture and the worst but at least I'll be able to fit into this one beautiful pearl-covered glove.
Written By Elisha
June 9, 2019, 12:23 a.m.(4/3/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Celeste
Prince Alarice does not believe everything that Cassian Rope claims when she describes the countries visited on her expeditions, but he reads the young Explorer's reports with greater attention than he shows any other member of her guild: "In the life of the prince there is a moment that follows an evening feast, with the odor of tired horses in the rain and the sandalwood ashes fading in the braziers; a hot clarity that consumes the dispatches announcing the collapse of the last Abandoned troops and that melts the wax of the seals of obscure lordlings who beseech Alarice's protection, offering in exchange tributes of shadowsilk and Cardian tortoiseshell.
"At that moment, the prince hears the first far-off call of a lost dream whispering that this empire is merely a stepping-stone, a foothill raising us closer to the clouds, closer to a station so divine that the gentlest gods strike us down."
Must you travel, my brandywine prince? What do you seek? Did you leave some thing behind, some place, some one who cannot bear your absence? Must you sail for a country unknown, unnamed, and uncharted, beyond the dream of empire, that nevertheless feels as near to you as my head on your beating chest?
We will follow her rivers, search her valleys, and inquire about her oldest taboos. We will stand for hours, talking with veiled fathers in terracotta archways, watching while they call their children home.
(In a scrawl: History that is not shared is not history. It is a broken bottle in the grip of thieves who claim that the sight of our blood staining the snow-packed cobbles belongs only to them.)
"At that moment, the prince hears the first far-off call of a lost dream whispering that this empire is merely a stepping-stone, a foothill raising us closer to the clouds, closer to a station so divine that the gentlest gods strike us down."
Must you travel, my brandywine prince? What do you seek? Did you leave some thing behind, some place, some one who cannot bear your absence? Must you sail for a country unknown, unnamed, and uncharted, beyond the dream of empire, that nevertheless feels as near to you as my head on your beating chest?
We will follow her rivers, search her valleys, and inquire about her oldest taboos. We will stand for hours, talking with veiled fathers in terracotta archways, watching while they call their children home.
(In a scrawl: History that is not shared is not history. It is a broken bottle in the grip of thieves who claim that the sight of our blood staining the snow-packed cobbles belongs only to them.)
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