Written By Roxana
Aug. 22, 2019, 2:06 a.m.(9/11/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Vincenzo
I was sure I'd inspired another! I hope I aimed it at the right artiste.
Written By Alecstazi
Aug. 21, 2019, 10:07 p.m.(9/11/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Brianna
Written By Acantha
Aug. 21, 2019, 9:02 p.m.(9/11/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Vano
Written By Elloise
Aug. 21, 2019, 5:53 p.m.(9/10/1011 AR)
Achem! It has come to my attention that WOWZA!! it in fact WASN'T Lord Edward Stormbreak being all obsessed with Lord Kederhern's significant other. ZOINKS! I was wrong! GADZOOKS! what a mistake! It must've been someone else writing those love notes and leaving them around. So sorry! JEEPERS, ELLOISE.
Written By Behtuk
Aug. 21, 2019, 3:18 p.m.(9/10/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Ann
Written By Behtuk
Aug. 21, 2019, 3:16 p.m.(9/10/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Ann
Written By Brianna
Aug. 21, 2019, 1:20 p.m.(9/10/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Alecstazi
Your goose in a menace and won't stop following me.
Written By Lisebet
Aug. 21, 2019, 10:29 a.m.(9/10/1011 AR)
Everyone should go to the festival and have some fun, if only for a few minutes.
Written By Lou
Aug. 21, 2019, 9:24 a.m.(9/10/1011 AR)
It's gotten to a point where I think I know enough about this particular topic, but yet still know nothing at all, and that's disheartening. There are too many elements, too many threads, that pull in so, so many directions. Thankfully, there have been some people I can count on to handle other bits and pieces, and we compare notes, but sometimes I feel as if we've lost the original direction of what we're looking for sometimes. Yet, still, I trudge on.
I would much rather be in the woods, discovering new things, new places, new people. I long for the days of when I'm back on the road, hopefully without another blooming war on the horizon. There are a few trips being planned, including another back to Whitepeak. I expect people will be going back there time, and time again. There's still so much to discover there. I hope they do not abuse those discoveries; that they are put to good use. I also hope they treat the city's dead with kindness and respect, until they can be properly put to rest after so many centuries and decades of being exposed to the elements.
I should speak to an artist, and commission a painting of Whitepeak based on the memory of things seen, to be added to the museum of the Explorers, to be showcased when it opens. Or several artists. I wonder if any are taking commissions.
Written By Artur
Aug. 21, 2019, 8:05 a.m.(9/9/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Gwenna
As fate coincides yet again to force my hand to postpone the play I had planned with her and Selene Whisper, I find myself back in Farhaven. Except this time it is me looking at the looming footprints in the snow. And wondering, if I step into that past, will my foot fit, or will I find myself shrinking away from it?
I never, in my years, believed I would be this close to a realized dream. And now, as I stand and look at the path before me, it is with trepidation and worry that I will not -- but I cannot take such thoughts into consideration.
I'll draw my strength from my sister. And as I step one more time into my past, I will look towards the future. As she always has. As she has always been supportive in me doing.
Thank you, Gwenna. I dedicate this next step to you.
Written By Silvio
Aug. 20, 2019, 7:57 p.m.(9/8/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Karadoc
Written By Duarte
Aug. 20, 2019, 5:08 p.m.(9/8/1011 AR)
Written By Artur
Aug. 20, 2019, 4:58 p.m.(9/8/1011 AR)
Upon the field of the Recokning our resolve was cast,
As Valeria stood upon the field, the demons we opposed tremble,
in a few words, in a moment, the ferocity of our bear symbol,
For the all those that threatened us would know, as we showed our fierce soul,
To the last.
There are those who question our complicated past,
That say we're wild, wanton and simple,
That have never seen the delight in our Lady's dimples,
As she reached for her higher goal,
To the last.
Our lands are as beautiful as they are vast,
Our mountains the highest, our valleys the fertilest, our days bright,
In the trees and streams we find our lifeblood, in the rock, our strength at night,
We are the heart of the Farhaven, from it's wooden gate to it's spire pole,
To the last.
For those that look upon our number with aghast,
that call us barbarian, uncouth, prodigal and worse,
I offer to them a smile, a drink and this verse,
None are as stout, none are as loyal, our heart beats as the thunder roll,
To The Last!
Written By Rysen
Aug. 20, 2019, 4:51 p.m.(9/8/1011 AR)
Sing, muse, of the elk hunt
In the fecund wooded north,
Amid those grassy meadows
Where pavilions spread before
Woods of pines and maples,
Of streams and trees of beech,
And offered shade to hunters,
Our friends and all their steeds,
And the conversation lively
Formed by the golden princess fair,
The resplendent one, Sabella,
Whose husband's wit cause wits to scare,
Was carried on full merrily
By Catalana and our friends,
Lord Evander wise in subjects
As diverse as nature's gems,
And when the hunters mounted,
They rode through trees, and grass and ferns,
But the hawk-eyed knight Sir Merek
Soon the elk's trail did discern.
Thundered then the horses hooves!
From Legate Bianca's bow
And that of brave Mikani
There sailed a pair of swift arrows!
And from the pride of Knighthood
Came a spear like lighting cast!
Tescelina's martial prowess
Did the fleeing elk hold fast,
And swiftly Princess Reese then rode
To put an end to strife.
The elk our thankful prayers received
And with our prize we did alight
Bolstered by enchanting music
Of Lord Wash's dulcet lute,
And the soaring voices beautiful
Of my wife and Merek too!
So returned the merry hunters
Singing high and happily,
And I swear I heard Prince Niklas say
It turned out a wondrous feast!
Written By Gunther
Aug. 20, 2019, 2:10 p.m.(9/8/1011 AR)
Ain't never had no one say one unkind thing bout my knight friend. Ain't really heard it none. But met the first person that didn't seem to like him none. I thunk really hard on them things and nearest I figure is that he knocked over some stuff in their store some time or another. Ain't never seen him be mean and in fact he has always been one for kindness and good works.
Just paying it no nevermind onna account I knows better. Still, gots me to wondering up in my noggin' if anyone feels that way about me some.
Probably does -- a few of them. Them fellas I was once mean as a cuss too and beat for money they owed or things I wanted to hear them say but they never said just so I could give em' a kiss of my knucks. Bet thems still around. Wonder how I could ever tell them I am sorry for what I done. Them that ain't drowned in their own circumstances and is gone. Wonder how many them is left that rightly gets to clobber me a few times without my retort. Been some many many years since you saved me from my darkness.
Hope thems that's got bad from me got the other end. I prays to them Gods hoping they got better then what I gave them all them times I was ill and in my cups -- doin' bad.
Love you girl, miss you so much...
Written By Delia
Aug. 20, 2019, 11:01 a.m.(9/8/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Monique
Written By Martino
Aug. 20, 2019, 10:44 a.m.(9/8/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Tyche
Otherwise there is a risk we might not see you again.
Written By Willow
Aug. 20, 2019, 7:17 a.m.(9/7/1011 AR)
If anyone who chances to read this should have interest, I can be found at the Nightgold Estate, or Seawatch Villa during downtime, should you wish to drop by or send a messenger.
If no one responds then alas, such was not meant to be.
I can promise fabulous jewels, suite housing with waitstaff, sekrits, more secret sekrits. Artwork, clothing, and coins, in addition to some choice connections best not mentioned here.
Written By Bhandn
Aug. 20, 2019, 1:11 a.m.(9/7/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
I confess, there was some unease on my part, as it seemed presumptuous to write him on that matter in the first place. That he responded favorably, and with more beside, had left me in a state of considerable surprise. Still, he played a willing ear, and asked the question that reinforced just how seriously he took my request. He will have to try harder to disarm me with his queries in the future, however, as I was prepared for that particular offensive.
It is my hope that time will allow us the opportunity to share more stories in the future, and I find myself wondering what he would say to one of them in particular. Yet, for all my wondering, some of my stories are ones that I must wait to tell, and I imagine the same is true for him. That saddens me, in some ways, but necessity rarely pays heed to the sentiments of those caught in that particular web.
If you should happen to read this, my lord, I assure you I very much look forward to your forthcoming missive.
Written By Monique
Aug. 19, 2019, 10:44 p.m.(9/7/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Delia
I did not think to take another protege. But I could not think to do otherwise. The Sweetest Whisper is a wellspring of compassion and kindness, her quick thinking and peaceful nature a direct complement. I think we will spend many a year in the joy of being patron and protege, dark and light.
Mostly, though, I think we will be friends.
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