Feb. 18, 2019, 12:22 a.m.(8/5/1010 AR)
It is a time for change. A time for speech. A time for graces. How strange, how strange.
Feb. 17, 2019, 11:59 p.m.(8/5/1010 AR)
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All the warmest congratulations for the completion of your great wonder the titaness. I felt blessed to see her, towering above us, the last of the scaffolds being disassembled, as we prepared to sail our fleet back from your waters, and I imagine generations onward will feel her presence as they approach Setarco.
Feb. 17, 2019, 11:59 p.m.(8/5/1010 AR)
I'm still not used to speaking about the nightmares. But it at least sometimes people have interesting suggestions for new directions to pursue. In the end I'm still not sure what I can do. But it's a reminder that there are so very many different threats to look into. It's been suggested perhaps I should improve my ability to look into things but... I'd still prefer to leave that to others. But it couldn't hurt to learn a bit more.
Feb. 17, 2019, 11:58 p.m.(8/5/1010 AR)
Another productive week of pursuing the Nefer'Khat. It seems I've overlooked some clues so that will be good to catch up. It's a good reminder that the best thing to do is discuss with different people for different insights. That being said it seems more and more things are going to come to a cross. I'm considering it might be good to hire more bodyguards in particular for looking into less... savory investigations. But I don't know if I truly have the time for another. Still good progress on both druids and on the Nefer'khat and that makes for an interesting week. Though unfortunately it seems the research on blades must still wait longer... He's really going to be more of a pain because of it I'm sure.
Feb. 17, 2019, 11:45 p.m.(8/5/1010 AR)
In my dreams, I see Metallics. I see dragons. I see Cardians. And I see something else, something that I don't know should be there.
What a peculiar time to be thinking so deeply into the past.
Feb. 17, 2019, 10:10 p.m.(8/5/1010 AR)
It was so lovely to celebrate the marriage of Gwenna and Lorenzo at last. Bliss Whisper did a beautiful job -- everything from the decor to the food to the music to the toast was a perfect homage to a most perfect union of winter and summer. The chocolate fountain was a big hit as well, quite a feat of artistry and artifice, though nothing was sweeter than the way Lorenzo looks at Gwenna or vice versa, not even strawberries dressed in ribbons of chocolate.
I can only hope at some point, if I am to wed, I would make as sweet or smart a match as they do, but if it were half as perfect, that might be enough.
Feb. 17, 2019, 9:50 p.m.(8/5/1010 AR)
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I gave my advice.
Guess folk do things different here.
Feb. 17, 2019, 9:49 p.m.(8/5/1010 AR)
Today I made a new friend! The Lady Olivia Ashford, she's so nice! I think she might have a small crush on my cousin, Michael. I admit, I'm slightly skeptical about encouraging it; but hey, whom am I to crush a lady's dream?
Feb. 17, 2019, 8:15 p.m.(8/4/1010 AR)
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Getting to show Amari the otterling kits at the Laurent Estate, was one of the highlights of this past week. Seeing the joy on her face, was the best gift one could be given.
Feb. 17, 2019, 7:45 p.m.(8/4/1010 AR)
During my nonchalant wondering about of the city with my entourage, I found myself visiting the Hundred Cities Inn. I met several interesting figures of the Lyceum, as well as from the Crownlands. There was the lovely but somewhat hot-tempered Lady Videl Igniseri; the mysterious Lord Saverio Inverno; my esteemed friend the Princess Liara Grayson; the charming brewer and famous owner of Raconteur Enterprises Master Venturo Thayne; and Princess Isobella Velenosa. There were a couple of others as well, although I can't quite place their names. I do remember one being a lady and the other an old but hilarious man (Gunther), but I can't seem to recall their names.
Feb. 17, 2019, 7:41 p.m.(8/4/1010 AR)
I have conjured up a vision of white, though not the pristine harsh line of aeterna. Let it be the soft bloom of the cloud, or the misty veils passing in front of a full moon. Explore the creamy vellum or the feathers of the dove, and distinguish between the nacreous shine within oyster shells and this lucency of alabaster held up to the light.
Feb. 17, 2019, 7:28 p.m.(8/4/1010 AR)
This week I went to the Moore's Serenity Spa grand opening and it was amazing! I was received with some refreshing cucumber water, a most amusing token, and an excellent service that didn't hesitate to pamper me with skilled massages, pedicures and lovely hair and facial treatments. I am surely visiting it again! Lady Gretchen can proudly count me in as one of her future regulars.
Feb. 17, 2019, 6:48 p.m.(8/4/1010 AR)
My husband told me he was involved in a chase today.
I do not believe him. Hadrian never runs.
Feb. 17, 2019, 6:32 p.m.(8/4/1010 AR)
Octopuses are a sort of creature that dwells in the sea. They have a big head and no body, just eight arms which are soft and floppy on account of not having any bones in them. They have beaks but not feathers, what with feathers not being too useful underwater, as I see it. They don't have scales either, or shells, as fish and other sea creatures have. Some folk eat them.
That's for if some day in years to come all the octopuses have all vanished and Scholars care to know more about them.
I am working on an octopus doll for a babe. It's been tricky to get the pattern right, on account of all the arms and making sure they're floppy but not too floppy, and so the stuffing doesn't move around too much. I think I have it down, more or less, if the customer cares for it. Then it's a matter of picking the fabric and such things as the eyes and the beak. The beak's a bother and a half, that's for sure. I made a beak on an owl doll not too long ago, but that wasn't for a little one, so I wasn't as worried about how soft it was for grabbing and chewing on.
Feb. 17, 2019, 5:33 p.m.(8/4/1010 AR)
Question everything, and be mindful of the fullness of the pathways that you might find. For most of my life these things have been joyful principles to live by. And now I find the joy and sweetness so recently upon my tongue to have turned to ash, and my needle stilled, and I find myself drowning in trying so very hard to not imagine shadows that are not there, while preparing to see them in places I would have never thought the darkness could touch.
Feb. 17, 2019, 5:29 p.m.(8/4/1010 AR)
More visions or dreams that seem so real and tangible, to steal my sleep and turn my thoughts towards looking towards our future through the veil of very distant and dormant memories of a life only partially remembered. Will I be able to be as strong, and help defend what I love now as well? I pray for the wisdom and strength of what the gods teach and remind us of daily, and for those that might wish to come alongside me--or allow me to come alongside them--to make it so.
Feb. 17, 2019, 5:25 p.m.(8/4/1010 AR)
I've been taken for a demon before, accused of consorting with demons before, even accused of worshiping them before - but never as a case of mistaken stupidity. There's a decade and nearly half a foot between us! Although, if the Pools of Reflection were right, we do look very similar. If you ignore the five inches, the eyes, the clothes, the accents, and the ten plus years.
And I'm not sure they believed me when I showed 'em the Queen's symbol either. As if I'd have anything to do with demons other than the application of weaponry where it'd have most effect.
Feb. 17, 2019, 5:20 p.m.(8/4/1010 AR)
An adventure aboard ship, sailing further from Arvum than I've ever been before, and aboard a new type of ship at that!
The caravel is a most wonderful vessel. I'm so proud of Skye and the shipyards, and she weathered the storm as well as any vessel I've seen. Even if I didn't. Ow. I'm sure the skin on my leg will grow back 'ere I see Blackshore again.
Feb. 17, 2019, 5:10 p.m.(8/4/1010 AR)
It draws closer, that important decision. I am hopeful, like Copper has taught me, like Ashe has taught me. I have hope that the people of Arx will chose the right way. That we are not dazzled by the offers given, that we can see the way it will forever come back to haunt us if we chose the wrong path.
I don't really want to move to a remote island with giant spiders, no matter how nice the beach might be. I like Arx. I like to stay here and feel like I am part of a people that stand together.
Feb. 17, 2019, 4:35 p.m.(8/4/1010 AR)
I find myself in deeper contemplations these days.
Knowing what I know now, I'm less inclined to believe the persistent rumours, the prevalence of the veil being cast over the eyes of the many. My investigations thus far have proven to be most informative, and I think the initial stages are coming to a close. As much as I'd like to continue learning about the topic, it has overall less value than the implications that preceded it. That is where I must focus my attention. In a general sense, at least. From here, the rabbit hole only goes deeper and deeper.
Seriously though, what are you feeding those spiders in the Shrine of the Queen of Endings?