Written By Bonnie
May 8, 2019, 5:18 p.m.(1/24/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Delilah
Good company is good for making a .. good.. morning. Which is fine. Tea isn't usually what I want to start the middle of the morning with but dear Duchess' is pretty lively conversation.
Written By Lilia
May 8, 2019, 4:44 p.m.(1/24/1011 AR)
Has it stopped snowing at all this year?
No, Scholar, I'm asking you if
Nevermind. The question stands.
No, Scholar, I'm asking you if
Nevermind. The question stands.
Written By Orathy
May 8, 2019, 3:54 p.m.(1/24/1011 AR)
Amendin my will. Shit.
Item:
* a steel gray double breasted vest with thick horizontal bands beneath the asymmetrical lapel, designed by Aurora ... NOW to go ta Lore Artiglio ....
I be a bad pa, reckon so.
Item:
* a steel gray double breasted vest with thick horizontal bands beneath the asymmetrical lapel, designed by Aurora ... NOW to go ta Lore Artiglio ....
I be a bad pa, reckon so.
Written By Orathy
May 8, 2019, 3:39 p.m.(1/24/1011 AR)
I ain't gunna let anyone fight my fights.
Written By Orathy
May 8, 2019, 3:35 p.m.(1/24/1011 AR)
Ain't knowin there be rules to writin in journals. Gods be damned, iffin ya ain't likin what I write, ya ain't gotta read it you fucks. Shit. As fer me will, I ain't wantin people to steal my shit 'n gods know there be one group who be likin to steal weapons, aye? Shit, Turtle just be remindin me I ain't got one. I got gray in me beard. I got valuable shit now 'n it outta be returned to family, iffin somethin were to happen to me, aye? As I be sayin, people die in weird places 'n I fuckin know how hard some folk hits with them weapons 'n when ya ain't holding back, the arch of a blade in the right place can split one's neck open, 'n that all it be takin, a well aimed accidental blow. No doubt.
Written By Reigna
May 8, 2019, 2:28 p.m.(1/24/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Domonico
The Commander's Field at Keaton Hall has been designed with just such a purpose in mind. We have obstacles and varied terrain in order to test the mettle of squads and units of different sizes in pitched combat. You are more than welcome -- encouraged even -- to come and host your events there.
Written By Samantha
May 8, 2019, 10:41 a.m.(1/23/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
This may be rather belated, but my husband really does make a rather lovely woman.
Written By Lucita
May 8, 2019, 10:13 a.m.(1/23/1011 AR)
The one thing I find difficult about teaching is when the topics covered strip away that feeling of security or open eyes to risky concepts that might not have been considered. And that holds true be it some of the social graces or dealing with small weapons.
Written By Willow
May 8, 2019, 9:14 a.m.(1/23/1011 AR)
The winter is truly my favorite time of year.
But not in the city.
In the city, the sea of aeterna coating the mundane world that is such a sight from the mountains is ground to dirty slush and black ice under foot traffic. The silence that blankets the perfect purity of the endless peaks is... Noise. The colde dampens the sound, but the perfect silence is nowhere to be found. Even the cold isn't as cold. See, the buildings and people trap the heat, dampen the winds.
Thank the Gods for the cliff face above the beaches. Now that is a beautiful sight when newly fallen powder clings like lichen to the endless ridges and divots in the stone. Each little gust and breath of wind stirs puffs of flakes like the fuzz from a dandelion.
But not in the city.
In the city, the sea of aeterna coating the mundane world that is such a sight from the mountains is ground to dirty slush and black ice under foot traffic. The silence that blankets the perfect purity of the endless peaks is... Noise. The colde dampens the sound, but the perfect silence is nowhere to be found. Even the cold isn't as cold. See, the buildings and people trap the heat, dampen the winds.
Thank the Gods for the cliff face above the beaches. Now that is a beautiful sight when newly fallen powder clings like lichen to the endless ridges and divots in the stone. Each little gust and breath of wind stirs puffs of flakes like the fuzz from a dandelion.
Written By Radhilde
May 8, 2019, 9:09 a.m.(1/23/1011 AR)
Oh. My.
Written By Thea
May 8, 2019, 9:07 a.m.(1/23/1011 AR)
I have been tasked to do a few things for my family. One of which is isn't even a task. It's to go home and be keep an eye on my brother's pregnant wife. Of course! It's home and making sure the next line of Malvici comes into this world safe.
Written By Thea
May 8, 2019, 9:03 a.m.(1/23/1011 AR)
It appears I have a new nickname around the city. I'm not sure who to blame at this point for it spreading, but I certainly hope that it will end. Where's cousin Roxana to reclaim her title?
Written By Domonico
May 8, 2019, 2:53 a.m.(1/23/1011 AR)
Most spars I have noticed in the city are one versus one. How often does that happen in open combat?
So with that in mind I am setting myself the task of practicing two on two or more. Uneven numbers as well, training with the guards of nobles and knights. Hopefully this will help improve everyone involved.
So with that in mind I am setting myself the task of practicing two on two or more. Uneven numbers as well, training with the guards of nobles and knights. Hopefully this will help improve everyone involved.
Written By Valenzo
May 8, 2019, 12:16 a.m.(1/23/1011 AR)
Telling someone about what you see when you close your eyes and dream of your own future and hearing delight and encouragement is a balm on the very soul.
(...And with everything I've learned about it so far, Scholar, this soul needs a /lot/ of balm, but...that's a topic for another day, aye?)
Thank you. I pray you're with me when I touch the sky.
(...And with everything I've learned about it so far, Scholar, this soul needs a /lot/ of balm, but...that's a topic for another day, aye?)
Thank you. I pray you're with me when I touch the sky.
Written By Cambria
May 8, 2019, 12:15 a.m.(1/23/1011 AR)
Societies require something to bind them together. This may be a common interest, like protection of territory, but economic interests are transitory. In order for people to sacrifice for one another or defend their society, they need a shared belief - a common sense of reality that defines them versus outsiders. In addition to blood and soil, a commonly held set of rules is what defines a people.
Written By Ida
May 7, 2019, 9:28 p.m.(1/22/1011 AR)
I'm pretty sure if the King asked me for a commission, even when I wasn't taking commissions, I'd take the commission. What an honor it would be if our Sovereign thought kindly enough about my work to even make such a request.
Written By Mikani
May 7, 2019, 9:11 p.m.(1/22/1011 AR)
Favorite color is blue -
15,23,26,8,18,5,21,18,22 23,11,3 20,8,18 15,11,14,21,17 16,23 20,8,18 19,16,14,23 23,11,3 17,8,17,1,26,9,8
Weather in Arx is Windy.
15,23,26,8,18,5,21,18,22 23,11,3 20,8,18 15,11,14,21,17 16,23 20,8,18 19,16,14,23 23,11,3 17,8,17,1,26,9,8
Weather in Arx is Windy.
Written By Ronja
May 7, 2019, 8:33 p.m.(1/22/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Marisol
I hate the snow. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it. The sea breeze on my face is a wonderful thing, and this is its horrible reverse, with snowflakes whipping sidelong through the air and stinging the whites of my eyes, and cruel winds making me feel as if my face might be sheared off completely... if I could feel my face at all, after more than a few moments in this. Perhaps BECAUSE I am so singularly unsuited for this weather, people are inclined to show me kindness... or perhaps I'm just an exceptionally lucky woman, constantly crossing paths with those who would be kind and generous to a stranger in need of a fire to sit alongside and un-freeze her extremities. Today while blundering about I was invited to sit by the fire with no less than Princess Marisol, of the Valardins. She gave me cider and food and, most importantly, WARMTH, and listened to my stories of my time on the seas with the kind of rapt attention that, between you and me, dearest journal, makes me think that she longs for adventures like that herself. Oh, and then after it all, she gives me a cloak. A cloak, gifted to me by genuine royalty! I've seen and done some THINGS, but I still didn't expect I'd ever find myself in that situation... I'll repay her generosity one day. After all, every day I don't freeze to death in this awful, cursed snow, thanks to this new cloak, is now a day purchased on her credit...
Written By Ida
May 7, 2019, 8:02 p.m.(1/22/1011 AR)
Sometimes when I have all the materials before me, the forge is hot and billowing with fire and smoke, the sketch has been approved, and the hammer is in my hand, I freeze a little in the moment. Worry that it won't come out as good as I hope, and maybe a bit of relishing the last moment before turning back is not an option. You'd think after all these years I wouldn't have that sort of hesitation, that pit in my stomach filled with /what ifs/ but, oaths and steel, it always seems to creep in.
Written By Petal
May 7, 2019, 2:34 p.m.(1/22/1011 AR)
I am still not taking commissions.
My reasoning is that I work on what I want when I want and at the speed I want.
The second is that if I have a to do list, the joy of creation becomes buried deeply
beneath the burden of obligation. Art is lost to the need for speed. Appreciation
vanishes in the haggling process. Guilt rises as it takes me longer and longer to
compete an order or as I far more and more behind. Trips out public become
stressful as I start to worry about what might be added to my list of things to
make as people see me.
It is never personal when I say no to a commission,I am saying no to everyone.
I would say no the king himself. If i make any kind of exception it is because
I wanted to make the item anyways. But even then I have to careful. I forget about
orders as my skips to the next project. I rarely want to make what I have to
make. The true pleasure in creation is creation that comes from joy and desire.
So please if I say not a commission understand it is about me and my art and
not about who asked or how much I like them.
Petal
My reasoning is that I work on what I want when I want and at the speed I want.
The second is that if I have a to do list, the joy of creation becomes buried deeply
beneath the burden of obligation. Art is lost to the need for speed. Appreciation
vanishes in the haggling process. Guilt rises as it takes me longer and longer to
compete an order or as I far more and more behind. Trips out public become
stressful as I start to worry about what might be added to my list of things to
make as people see me.
It is never personal when I say no to a commission,I am saying no to everyone.
I would say no the king himself. If i make any kind of exception it is because
I wanted to make the item anyways. But even then I have to careful. I forget about
orders as my skips to the next project. I rarely want to make what I have to
make. The true pleasure in creation is creation that comes from joy and desire.
So please if I say not a commission understand it is about me and my art and
not about who asked or how much I like them.
Petal
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