Written By Klaus
May 5, 2019, 10:55 p.m.(1/18/1011 AR)
I want to ste...I mean borrow a Caraval. No one wants to help me with this. This makes me a bit sad. I think it would be a great adventure. I would give it back.
Eventually...
Eventually...
Written By Vanora
May 5, 2019, 10:44 p.m.(1/18/1011 AR)
There are few I know as skilled as the Mirrormasks in refining ones patience, in honing it into a skill rather than a setback.
Written By Thesarin
May 5, 2019, 10:24 p.m.(1/18/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Mihaly
Good to have you, you old warhorse.
You'll do the job well.
You'll do the job well.
Written By Marisol
May 5, 2019, 10:20 p.m.(1/18/1011 AR)
The random meetings one has in Arx are a plenty and I realize how lucky of a thing that is. In Sanctum I would never have the good fortune of random chance meetings. Not a high probability that is. Here? Here we are a melting pot, the testing ground for something greater. A meeting of minds and purposes and it all reveals itself in some great tapestry that frays, unravels and yet still manages to hold together.
It may look like chaos and disorganization but turn your head at a different angle and you can see the pattern unfold. There is reason and purpose. There is a measure of order and fate but there is also freedom that makes itself known in different hues and splashes of inspiration.
Keep weaving. Arx lives through each of us.
It may look like chaos and disorganization but turn your head at a different angle and you can see the pattern unfold. There is reason and purpose. There is a measure of order and fate but there is also freedom that makes itself known in different hues and splashes of inspiration.
Keep weaving. Arx lives through each of us.
Written By Jaenelle
May 5, 2019, 10:15 p.m.(1/18/1011 AR)
It might be the little things. I have been wearing far too much black as of late, though umbra is beautiful, I feel it is time to add some color to life. The little things are sometimes what keeps you grounded into the here and now, and not lost in the endless what ifs.
Written By Ajax
May 5, 2019, 10:15 p.m.(1/18/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Rowenova
I'm thinking of starting a club for Sir Flop. It turns out. I am not the only one who wants your dog.
We should do something soon.
We should do something soon.
Written By Ajax
May 5, 2019, 10:13 p.m.(1/18/1011 AR)
Always love it when a contract is completed, you know. One of the things, I do like about the Great Road? The people you meet going down it. Organizing patrols isn't my usual forte unless we're guarding a caravan. But there's always that charm when traveling rural areas. Especially when it's quiet. I think there's a good potential for business here.
Written By Ajax
May 5, 2019, 10:12 p.m.(1/18/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Sorrel
Eeeeeh, my puppers likes the snow too. It's great. I just let him out and he pounces into the stuff until he gets tired. Then we move onto other things.
Written By Katarina
May 5, 2019, 10:12 p.m.(1/18/1011 AR)
I'm proud to see more and more people coming by the Salon, I look forward to what we will be able to do moving forward and thank everyone for the support they have given.
Written By Alessandro
May 5, 2019, 10:09 p.m.(1/18/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Sabine
A chance meeting in the Shrine of the Thirteenth led to a very interesting conversation with the Countess of Fortezza di Iriscal. She is extremely generous -- I am anxiously awaiting the luxury brocade piece that is being made from the bolts she sent Lady Margret and me. I only hope I am able to do its beauty justice.
Written By Pharamond
May 5, 2019, 10:02 p.m.(1/18/1011 AR)
It's always fun when a family dinner leads to new meetings and curiosities. I will have to learn more about this southern style of fighting and see what challenges it presents. Something to look forward to.
Written By Gawain
May 5, 2019, 9:59 p.m.(1/18/1011 AR)
Dame Ida sent over the initial sketches for the House Sword/Spear. I could not be more excited. It is going to be a momentous occasion upon its forging, and there will have to be many thanks made to those who made this possible.
Written By Talwyn
May 5, 2019, 9:49 p.m.(1/18/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
After Lady Arcadia demonstrated how she had trained her canary to sing along with a whistle , I am convinced she's actually more of an artist than she claims.
Written By Talwyn
May 5, 2019, 9:35 p.m.(1/18/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Brigida
A wonderfully wise woman who dislikes the cold. I must remember to find her a very nice cloak, or perhaps a wearable blanket.
Written By Sophie
May 5, 2019, 9:18 p.m.(1/18/1011 AR)
I love the snowfall in Arx. It makes everything seem to serene and clean (when it's not green). Even so, I find myself rushing from one place to another, spending as little time as possible out of doors, that I might come in out of the cold sooner rather than later.
I think the lack of sunlight has put me into an odd sort of melancholy. There's no other explanation for it. My life, at least, as far as I'm concerned, has been going quite well lately. The Mercies are doing well. I'm strong in my Faith. I have no real complaints, save for a few that.. while aren't new, have come to the forefront recently.
I've been toying with the idea of an Atrium in the House of Solace for quite some time. A place where patients, Mercies, Knights of Solace, and even just other members of the community can come during inclement weather and still get to enjoy pure sunshine, and smell the earth as plants thrive all around them.
First things first, though. We'll need to organize some sort of fundraising. I'm terrible at parties, and not just throwing them, but even attending them. I suppose a party planner wouldn't hurt. It also wouldn't hurt for me to find a teacher who can better my skills in agriculture. After all, if I'm going to grow healing herbs in the atrium then I'll need to know how best to do so.
It's too late for this year, but maybe next year I won't experience this same sort of melancholy when winter sets in and maybe it will help others that are also afflicted with this seasonal discomfort.
I think the lack of sunlight has put me into an odd sort of melancholy. There's no other explanation for it. My life, at least, as far as I'm concerned, has been going quite well lately. The Mercies are doing well. I'm strong in my Faith. I have no real complaints, save for a few that.. while aren't new, have come to the forefront recently.
I've been toying with the idea of an Atrium in the House of Solace for quite some time. A place where patients, Mercies, Knights of Solace, and even just other members of the community can come during inclement weather and still get to enjoy pure sunshine, and smell the earth as plants thrive all around them.
First things first, though. We'll need to organize some sort of fundraising. I'm terrible at parties, and not just throwing them, but even attending them. I suppose a party planner wouldn't hurt. It also wouldn't hurt for me to find a teacher who can better my skills in agriculture. After all, if I'm going to grow healing herbs in the atrium then I'll need to know how best to do so.
It's too late for this year, but maybe next year I won't experience this same sort of melancholy when winter sets in and maybe it will help others that are also afflicted with this seasonal discomfort.
Written By Acantha
May 5, 2019, 9:05 p.m.(1/18/1011 AR)
I think I'd like to try my hand at learning the sword a bit more. But there's always been things that needed tending to before personal wants. Maybe in the next few months I'll get back to my training.
Written By Sudara
May 5, 2019, 8:54 p.m.(1/18/1011 AR)
It would seem that I have of late been tardy in almost everything I attempt. Too late to provide teaching to at least one potential student (though she wrote me a lovely letter while turning down my offer of aid), too late to properly assist a research effort from the very start, and probably too late to notice other things I have forgotten. Is this the onset of 'elder' status, or merely a sign that I need to allow myself more naps, or write more notes with which to prompt myself to action?
Written By Tikva
May 5, 2019, 8:19 p.m.(1/18/1011 AR)
The Confessor's Laboring Song
Princess, can you look and see—
In a bush or up a tree?
Princess, Highness, off the track—
Hello, Tikva, welcome back!
Princess, Princess, riddle a rhyme
we shan’t solve them every time.
Time to hunt and time to scour
Inquisitors gather hour to hour,
Down the pub you’ll find them slack
Princess, Highness, mind the lack
ale’s just the treat to wet the whistle
before your troops are lost in the thistle.
Can’t say yes and can’t say no
Beware! the night is going slow!
Highness, Princess, our tab is long
maybe if you write us a song
we’ll gather our papers while we may
and find our riddling answers’ stray.
Is this what you had in mind?
Gentlemen, you're in a bind--
Now pick up your tankards, and bottles, too,
and we'll finish up this round for true
and then it's back to work for all of you
or no promises I won't tell Sally, too!
Princess, can you look and see—
In a bush or up a tree?
Princess, Highness, off the track—
Hello, Tikva, welcome back!
Princess, Princess, riddle a rhyme
we shan’t solve them every time.
Time to hunt and time to scour
Inquisitors gather hour to hour,
Down the pub you’ll find them slack
Princess, Highness, mind the lack
ale’s just the treat to wet the whistle
before your troops are lost in the thistle.
Can’t say yes and can’t say no
Beware! the night is going slow!
Highness, Princess, our tab is long
maybe if you write us a song
we’ll gather our papers while we may
and find our riddling answers’ stray.
Is this what you had in mind?
Gentlemen, you're in a bind--
Now pick up your tankards, and bottles, too,
and we'll finish up this round for true
and then it's back to work for all of you
or no promises I won't tell Sally, too!
Written By Edward
May 5, 2019, 7:57 p.m.(1/18/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Turo
I have been doing quite a bit of work for House Navegant lately, to further their own aspirations, and I am finding it quite fulfilling to be able to do so. Thanks to the Count for the opportunity.
Written By Khanne
May 5, 2019, 7:15 p.m.(1/18/1011 AR)
It is astounding how quickly one can fall so very behind on all the goings on in the city... or at least, how quickly one (me) can feel that way. A quick jaunt and back and I feel.... the equivalent of an interruption of a task. Like...
what was I even doing a moment ago?
what was I even doing a moment ago?
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