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
Written By Petal
May 7, 2019, 2:19 p.m.(1/22/1011 AR)
I started to work on a line of Lily themed clothing in honor of the ArchDuchess Eleyna, my past patron.
While I realize that she was the White Lily, I am doing clothing in all sorts of Lilies. They clothing will include gowns, but also some more masculine outfits. ArchDuchess Eleyna was very creative and very supportive of my work and I think she will like all the different kinds of lilies.
Profits from the sales will be used to help fund growing lots of lilies at the Lodge in Spring and giving lily plants away for free in spring.
Petal
While I realize that she was the White Lily, I am doing clothing in all sorts of Lilies. They clothing will include gowns, but also some more masculine outfits. ArchDuchess Eleyna was very creative and very supportive of my work and I think she will like all the different kinds of lilies.
Profits from the sales will be used to help fund growing lots of lilies at the Lodge in Spring and giving lily plants away for free in spring.
Petal
Written By Arianna
May 7, 2019, 2 p.m.(1/22/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Orathy
Man. If you lose to Jeffeth my dear we can't be friends anymore. I will be sorely disappointed and you know how I get when I get disappointed, rare as that may occur. Still, my money is on you because the underdog is always underestimated.
Sir Jeffeth. No hard feelings, you're a magnificent warrior of that there's no doubt but what's the meaning of loyalty if you can't stand by your pals when it all comes down?
Sir Jeffeth. No hard feelings, you're a magnificent warrior of that there's no doubt but what's the meaning of loyalty if you can't stand by your pals when it all comes down?
Written By Torian
May 7, 2019, 2 p.m.(1/22/1011 AR)
I'm a simple merchant these days, and artisan if I must be more descriptive. In my youth it's true I was a sell sword, but I never really came to understand dueling. There is glory and there is honor in battle, and yet also there is no glory and no honor on the battlefield.
I understand duels are to be about honor, but what counts as honor seems to elude me.
Imagine taking personal having one of mine caught insulting a group of people that included some of their own, rather than simply calling out the truth, that you shouldn't make a derogatory claim about an entire family when some of them are also your own peers. You really shouldn't do it at all, but if you're going to be slinging mud at an entire family, it's probably best to make sure that one of them doesn't stand next to you when you do it. Probably good too not to defend mud slinging.
But what do I know? It seems that there is honor in defending the insult and the lie, despite damage to what should be a laudable group above such common trappings. I would have thought the honor was in earning ones own reputation, rather than sullying it.
I'm but a humble merchant though, and these things are beyond my station.
I understand duels are to be about honor, but what counts as honor seems to elude me.
Imagine taking personal having one of mine caught insulting a group of people that included some of their own, rather than simply calling out the truth, that you shouldn't make a derogatory claim about an entire family when some of them are also your own peers. You really shouldn't do it at all, but if you're going to be slinging mud at an entire family, it's probably best to make sure that one of them doesn't stand next to you when you do it. Probably good too not to defend mud slinging.
But what do I know? It seems that there is honor in defending the insult and the lie, despite damage to what should be a laudable group above such common trappings. I would have thought the honor was in earning ones own reputation, rather than sullying it.
I'm but a humble merchant though, and these things are beyond my station.
Written By Jeffeth
May 7, 2019, 1:47 p.m.(1/22/1011 AR)
I've never seen anyone write out a will before fighting me in a duel.
I do not remember the last time a Champion was killed in a duel. Of course there is danger, but the Champions guild is trained and practiced in how to engage in a duel while avoiding fatalities. Perhaps Orathy should have hired one.
I of course will only go to first blood and as always secure my weapon as soon as I see blood, either mine, or my opponents.
I do not remember the last time a Champion was killed in a duel. Of course there is danger, but the Champions guild is trained and practiced in how to engage in a duel while avoiding fatalities. Perhaps Orathy should have hired one.
I of course will only go to first blood and as always secure my weapon as soon as I see blood, either mine, or my opponents.
Written By Gunther
May 7, 2019, 10:25 a.m.(1/21/1011 AR)
My love,
Things is so much bigger then they tells ya. I mean when you just worried about gettin' by I reckon you ain't too concerned about all them things that they whisper about to scare the little-uns.
We is all in this big wheel together an' all. And it turns but it ain't just us. It turns with different things in it too! Like things that peoples ain't just ready to understand. And we is all tangled together so it's a wonder how the thing turns at all! You imagine that job? You goes here. You goes there. I'd hate to be that bucko just throwin' people out willy nilly to live they lives. Reckon even them Gods gotta muck that up sometimes.
I just hope in all that confusion they figure us out. They figure out we was and always is meant to be together. I ain't want to go on in the wheel if I ain't turnin' with you I reckon.
Love always,
Gunther
Things is so much bigger then they tells ya. I mean when you just worried about gettin' by I reckon you ain't too concerned about all them things that they whisper about to scare the little-uns.
We is all in this big wheel together an' all. And it turns but it ain't just us. It turns with different things in it too! Like things that peoples ain't just ready to understand. And we is all tangled together so it's a wonder how the thing turns at all! You imagine that job? You goes here. You goes there. I'd hate to be that bucko just throwin' people out willy nilly to live they lives. Reckon even them Gods gotta muck that up sometimes.
I just hope in all that confusion they figure us out. They figure out we was and always is meant to be together. I ain't want to go on in the wheel if I ain't turnin' with you I reckon.
Love always,
Gunther
Written By Joscelin
May 7, 2019, 10:18 a.m.(1/21/1011 AR)
I think I spend most of my day yelling at people to take off their shoes at the door and put on some gods' damned socks.
Also NO, snow is -not- food. Dammit.
Also NO, snow is -not- food. Dammit.
Written By Gunther
May 7, 2019, 10:01 a.m.(1/21/1011 AR)
Mah Sally,
Ain't been seein' you in my sleep none. And it's breakin' my heart. Feels a lot like them Gods got something for me to do. I ain't to keen on it and it's all so confusin' and overwhelming to me. Ain't like I been the most learn-ed sort. All them books is just staggerin' to me and what not. Feels like all I was ever good for is eatin' vittles and knockin' heads.
I miss you though. Feel so torn without you. I tries to think on you ever single day but sometimes I'm just all screwy up in my melon and I can't get a good picture.
Must means I need to get to liv'n and doin' what I gotta do.
I just need the gumption to get er' done.
Love,
Gunther
Ain't been seein' you in my sleep none. And it's breakin' my heart. Feels a lot like them Gods got something for me to do. I ain't to keen on it and it's all so confusin' and overwhelming to me. Ain't like I been the most learn-ed sort. All them books is just staggerin' to me and what not. Feels like all I was ever good for is eatin' vittles and knockin' heads.
I miss you though. Feel so torn without you. I tries to think on you ever single day but sometimes I'm just all screwy up in my melon and I can't get a good picture.
Must means I need to get to liv'n and doin' what I gotta do.
I just need the gumption to get er' done.
Love,
Gunther
Written By Miranda
May 7, 2019, 8:26 a.m.(1/21/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Reese
Ribbons...
Sweet Ribbons...
The last thing you said to me was music to mine ears and I may take full advantage.
You might regret it... Or maybe it will be me who regrets it.
"You don't need to win a fight to get a kiss."
It's still a worthy prize and great motivator!
Sweet Ribbons...
The last thing you said to me was music to mine ears and I may take full advantage.
You might regret it... Or maybe it will be me who regrets it.
"You don't need to win a fight to get a kiss."
It's still a worthy prize and great motivator!
Written By Miranda
May 7, 2019, 8:23 a.m.(1/21/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Ajax
I have a new measuring stick in which to gauge my skills.
I love it.
Looking forward to more bouts!
I love it.
Looking forward to more bouts!
Written By Bliss
May 7, 2019, 6:14 a.m.(1/21/1011 AR)
I can only imagine what my White Journal would look like if I had so little confidence in my fighting ability that I spelled out a detailed will before every duel which I took part in.
Written By Raimon
May 7, 2019, 4:25 a.m.(1/21/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Vega
Truly, you are a woman without equal
Written By Josephine
May 7, 2019, 3:10 a.m.(1/21/1011 AR)
Three days.
I haven't left the forge save to the market to find the things that I needed and do my fiduciary duty to Saik as I promised. It's like a fever that has gripped me. The snow around that forged it, hateful as that abyss damned stuff is. Demetria's chiding at me about the cost. But when have I worried about the cost when it comes to these specific things.
If i'm relegated to forever walk with a cane, then by the Gods, I'll make one how I damned well please and the Prince of Stories has gripped me swiftly and harshly and bent me to his will.
Beware errant ankles is what I say.
I haven't left the forge save to the market to find the things that I needed and do my fiduciary duty to Saik as I promised. It's like a fever that has gripped me. The snow around that forged it, hateful as that abyss damned stuff is. Demetria's chiding at me about the cost. But when have I worried about the cost when it comes to these specific things.
If i'm relegated to forever walk with a cane, then by the Gods, I'll make one how I damned well please and the Prince of Stories has gripped me swiftly and harshly and bent me to his will.
Beware errant ankles is what I say.
Written By Ronja
May 7, 2019, 12:59 a.m.(1/21/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Elsbetta
I've only been back in Arx for a day... and I'm already well and truly sick of the snow. I'd give everything I have for the city to up and move itself to somewhere with sunny beaches year-round... unfortunately, I don't have much, so I'm not sure that barter would work out. I went searching for Dad (even a year on, it feels weird to call him that) and ended up meeting Lady Elsbetta, who I suppose would be my cousin? I need a chart to keep track of that sort of thing... Next thing I knew, she had more or less decided for me that I should be staying with family, rather than in my little room at the Sleepless Knights. It seems like it could blow up in my face if I protest this too strongly, but at the same time, staying in some fancy family house... it's bad enough to not have a bed that rocks me to sleep with the waves...! I hope this works out well, if only to avoid it coming back around to affect Dad...
Written By Ronja
May 7, 2019, 12:55 a.m.(1/21/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Braden
I was trudging through the snow to the Bank when I toppled face-first into a snowdrift. Just my luck, a Lord was there to see it. He offered his help, even though he was already assisting some lost children in finding their way home... but even more importantly, he looked the other way when I made an ass of myself in front of him. I truly hope he and the children enjoyed the candy.
Written By Mikani
May 7, 2019, 12:28 a.m.(1/21/1011 AR)
Favorite color is Blue -
1 14,1 23 1,7,8,2,16,3,11,6. 17,11,19,6,7,19,15,7 5,22,25,23,12,1 15,13,14,12,23. 22 15,9 18,1,5,19,26 13,24 10,15,5,18,1,1,21 2,13,10 8,22,1 14,10,2,17,8,25,5,14,8,5,13,6 6,3 5 24,5 10,6,5,18,1,1,21 16,6,1,6 23,10 1,7,7,19 6,19,11,7 7,11 7 21,14,2 15,6,19,5,19 9,23 25,2,3,26 12,23,10,7.
Weather in Arx is Snowy.
1 14,1 23 1,7,8,2,16,3,11,6. 17,11,19,6,7,19,15,7 5,22,25,23,12,1 15,13,14,12,23. 22 15,9 18,1,5,19,26 13,24 10,15,5,18,1,1,21 2,13,10 8,22,1 14,10,2,17,8,25,5,14,8,5,13,6 6,3 5 24,5 10,6,5,18,1,1,21 16,6,1,6 23,10 1,7,7,19 6,19,11,7 7,11 7 21,14,2 15,6,19,5,19 9,23 25,2,3,26 12,23,10,7.
Weather in Arx is Snowy.
Written By Rysen
May 6, 2019, 11:43 p.m.(1/21/1011 AR)
For the first night in a long time I slept soundly. It may have had something to do with Stonedeep whiskey I had been drinking, but more likely it had to do with a feeling of safety. Marquessa Lianne Malespero agreed to meet with me in her library. The library is a wonder, but not in comparison to the mind of the Marquessa.
Once while on the docks, resupplying at Pearlspire on my way to Coastside, I watched a sailor work through the most complex and tangled knot I had ever seen. The sailor's fingers were dexterous, and his eyes focused. He worked each fiber of the rope, loosening it little by little. Of course, I quickly lost interest and left to get some ale and read a book. When I returned two hours later, the sailor was removing the last twists from that ancient, briny cord. I should guess that trusty rope is still in use to this day. In my imagination, the mind of Marquessa Lianne works in a similar fashion, probing deep mysteries, and to know such a genius is at work on the tangles of what there is to know, I found myself enjoying a good deal of much needed rest, and awaking with a powerful desire to speak to her again as soon as possible.
Once while on the docks, resupplying at Pearlspire on my way to Coastside, I watched a sailor work through the most complex and tangled knot I had ever seen. The sailor's fingers were dexterous, and his eyes focused. He worked each fiber of the rope, loosening it little by little. Of course, I quickly lost interest and left to get some ale and read a book. When I returned two hours later, the sailor was removing the last twists from that ancient, briny cord. I should guess that trusty rope is still in use to this day. In my imagination, the mind of Marquessa Lianne works in a similar fashion, probing deep mysteries, and to know such a genius is at work on the tangles of what there is to know, I found myself enjoying a good deal of much needed rest, and awaking with a powerful desire to speak to her again as soon as possible.
Written By Vanora
May 6, 2019, 11:32 p.m.(1/21/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Octavia
The meeting the Duke and I held with Marquessa Kennex was in her capacity as a legal expert, not a vassal. Yet I found her a pleasure to talk to and to work with, and I think that Grimhall will benefit greatly from her good advice, which can only make things better for everyone.
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