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Written By Selene

Jan. 26, 2020, 1:43 p.m.(8.650704365079365/23.439444444444447/1012.63755869709 AR)

Ode to the garden, how welcome is the sepulchral gloom that embraces me, and warms the gloaming with a smile.

Written By Rosalind

Jan. 26, 2020, 10:12 a.m.(8.640247602513227/22.853865740740744/1012.6366873002095 AR)

Had the best Redrain dinner last evening! So much to do and plans! I dont know which direction to go. Maybe all of them! And the adorable cows! Who doesn't want to bring home an adorable mini cow to name George?!

Written By Rosalind

Jan. 26, 2020, 9:55 a.m.(8.63942088293651/22.807569444444443/1012.6366184069113 AR)

We did it! My sister vision and all the hardwork from her and others paid off! WE HAVE A SHIPYARD! And it is magnificent! I cant wait to go sailing! I hope all those that came with us enjoyed our home too! Cadern and I got to tun our mouths a bit more than usual and tell everyone how fabulous working for us would be. But isn't a lie.

Also. I think we should give more of our friends a tour if our home. And others. Then theyll see we're more than some valley in a mountain. We're so much more.

Written By Rosalind

Jan. 26, 2020, 9:48 a.m.(8.639064566798941/22.78761574074074/1012.6365887138999 AR)

Relationship Note on Tyrus

It is! But I'm sure that me or anyone else in my family would be really happy to tell you about our home and..our shipyard!

Written By Jyri

Jan. 26, 2020, 8:30 a.m.(8.635182291666666/22.570208333333333/1012.6362651909723 AR)

I finished the items for Princess Alarissa's upcoming auction. I have been learning a new art the last few months and the culmination are these stained glass windows. Packing them to move them over to her was quite the undertaking, but they stayed whole, much to my relief.

Elora has come back home, after some weeks in Hawkhold. Though the house is never empty, with two boys, three dogs and now also a calf (thank you Lord Michael Bisland for the fluffy little bull named Buckley, he is sometimes walking right into our cottage), it is never quite the same without her. Or her bird, or her dog.

We might want to look into a larger cottage soon, or expand the one we have. It's getting crowded.

Written By Mabelle

Jan. 26, 2020, 6:08 a.m.(8.62817046957672/22.1775462962963/1012.6356808724647 AR)

Relationship Note on Shae

I owe you for saving my life.
That dog is soon to be spoiled rotten, as if I needed new excuses to spoil dogs.

Written By Strozza

Jan. 26, 2020, 3:38 a.m.(8.620732886904761/21.76104166666667/1012.6350610739087 AR)

We find ourselves a pile in red,
Crumbled all around
Mark that every piece is cracked,
And cast careless to the ground.
I wonder what we find this day?
What was left, what was its stead?
Now humped up in this mound.
What form was torn, twisted, wracked?
Till it tumbled, battered, cast away.

Written By Ryhalt

Jan. 26, 2020, 3:32 a.m.(8.620416253306878/21.743310185185187/1012.6350346877756 AR)

Relationship Note on Clover

Her absence has stretched too long to be anything other than worrisome given her propensity for clumsiness. With all the projects I have planned for Farshaw, I am in want of the wise council of my wife. I know I get too focused on the mercantile aspect and need reining in, she does it best. Farshaw needs her back at my side.

I also miss her continual smiles. In days of sinister tales and hard work, her attitude is sorely needed. I find myself too gloomy at times of late.

If she doesn't sent notice or return in a few weeks, it'll be time to send a party to search for her.

Also, I love her. Ivy needs her mother, if nothing else, lest she turn out into a trade-centric head like me.

Written By Strozza

Jan. 26, 2020, 2:09 a.m.(8.616273974867724/21.51134259259259/1012.6346894979057 AR)

I should remain in the sea.

Things on land are complicated.

I hate it.

Written By Alessia

Jan. 26, 2020, 12:24 a.m.(8.611098296957671/21.221504629629628/1012.6342581914131 AR)

Relationship Note on Strozza

We should start making them party favors.

Written By Sunaia

Jan. 25, 2020, 10:03 p.m.(8.60410011574074/20.829606481481484/1012.6336750096451 AR)

Relationship Note on Ashur

Though tears come in many forms and for many reasons, you never cease to amuse me.

Gods know I've needed to laugh, and it's been some time since I've laughed as much as I do with you, Lord Ashur Sanna.

May you be blessed, in due time, with children who bring you laughter, joy and love.

If anyone does, you deserve it.

An afterthought: Though I can't be sure, I couldn't help but wonder if the wolf spider was taking vengeance for the tease. Either that, or you disturbed his home. You may wish to be more careful of spider's webs.

Written By Tyrus

Jan. 25, 2020, 9:06 p.m.(8.60127521494709/20.671412037037037/1012.6334396012456 AR)

I'll have to ask for updated maps. Last I heard of Stormheart, it stood in a valley among mountain peaks. Now it has a shipyard.

The wonders of the continent.

Written By Sydney

Jan. 25, 2020, 8:50 p.m.(8.600499338624338/20.62796296296296/1012.6333749448854 AR)

I rather dislike having quite so much time to spend with my own thoughts.

Not to say that this means I dislike thinking, but perhaps it's better said that I dislike standing still for too long. I can feel myself stagnating, and that feeling can be hard to banish. I've taken to dispelling that feeling by frequenting the Training Center as often as the bars - even if I'm not out making a name for myself, I can at least work at improving myself, or finding those who are fighting the same fight that I am - one against stillness, and inaction.

I get to witness a fine variety of combat forms, to test myself in ways that I'm not always able to out in the streets, and I like to think that I come away better for it.

Where else can one watch a barmaid square off against a champion duelist?

...Speaking of barmaids, some enterprising person should offer to sell spirits in the Training Center. They'd make good coin.

Written By Raja

Jan. 25, 2020, 8:43 p.m.(8.600105406746032/20.60590277777778/1012.6333421172288 AR)

Relationship Note on Ras

I don't trust him. This fellow is odd and has odd ideas. He opens his mouth and speaks dangerous things. I have my eye upon him.

Written By Raja

Jan. 25, 2020, 8:40 p.m.(8.599973958333333/20.59854166666667/1012.6333311631945 AR)

The best part of loosing a fight is learning. You learn a bit about your opponent. You learn a bit about yourself. You learn that you need to get better. I am thankful to have good friends that are on my side. I am thankful for the training to get better. I still feel that I have much to learn, but I will get there.

Written By Shae

Jan. 25, 2020, 8:32 p.m.(8.599577959656084/20.57636574074074/1012.6332981633046 AR)

Relationship Note on Leola

I'm so glad I was able to have a chance to catch up with Dame Leola and speak with her. It had been far to long since I had done so. As always, the conversation was full of things to share with one another. And I deeply appreciate her helping me with furthering my knowledge of farming and the like.

Written By Shae

Jan. 25, 2020, 8:29 p.m.(8.599422536375663/20.56766203703704/1012.6332852113646 AR)

I'm starting to wonder if some people are bad luck, or maybe certain animals. Perhaps a combination of them together in the same place?

Whether that holds any weight or not, it seems there are some pirates that need to hunt down, and the docks at Port Authierre will need to be rebuilt some. I don't think they are completely destroyed, thankfully.

Also, Sheila is a truly nice cow.

Written By Gwenna

Jan. 25, 2020, 7:39 p.m.(8.596977099867726/20.430717592592593/1012.633081424989 AR)

Relationship Note on Elgana

As usual, my cousin Princess Elgana threw the most wonderful dinner event! The food, drinks, and decor were beyond elegant, and perfectly Northlands. The company? I could go on for paragraphs about the wonderful conversations. Between catching up with old friends and making new acquaintances, the seeds of various endeavors were planted and discussed, which I am greatly looking forward to. There were those who were missing, due to duties or other necessary commitments, and all were quite missed. Thankfully, the success of this dinner surely means there will be more to come.

Written By Porter

Jan. 25, 2020, 5:38 p.m.(8.590944940476192/20.092916666666667/1012.6325787450397 AR)

Nevermind, I found at least half of my things. Life is a strange and confusing journey of misplaced items.

Written By Breidaia

Jan. 25, 2020, 3:20 p.m.(8.584083994708994/19.708703703703705/1012.632006999559 AR)

Relationship Note on Mikani

The Lady Mikani Crovane, has graciously taken me own as one of her proteges, I am honored and hope that I will prove my worth to her.

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