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Written By Torian

Jan. 6, 2019, 10:46 p.m.(4/23/1010 AR)

Who wastes tomatoes?

Written By Klaus

Jan. 6, 2019, 9:47 p.m.(4/23/1010 AR)

A nice turnout for the first night of military discussion and tactics.

Written By Klaus

Jan. 6, 2019, 9:41 p.m.(4/23/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Amari

I very much enjoyed our conversation and look forward to future discussions.

Written By Jeffeth

Jan. 6, 2019, 9:38 p.m.(4/23/1010 AR)

Good luck at the joust everyone!

Written By Helena

Jan. 6, 2019, 9:21 p.m.(4/23/1010 AR)

Everywhere I look are glimmers of copper -- A copper scarf, passed from a sea captain to a nobleman, with an exchange of merry words. A copper brooch worn at the neck of a young shopgirl, her dark eyes gleaming with owning something so well-crafted, so hewn with love, and for nothing but the promise to remember and a vow to hope.

Written By Orvyn

Jan. 6, 2019, 9:14 p.m.(4/23/1010 AR)

Emissaries from all over are coming to Arx and all at once, which means that times are changing. There is opportunity here, perhaps, of course this could all be some strange coincidence, but truly, I think we've all moved on from such a notion.

For those whom would seek to rally to an economic cause, I would implore you to seek out House Harthall.

Written By Valencia

Jan. 6, 2019, 8:09 p.m.(4/23/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Lucita

Friendship to me should not be fleeting or fair-weathered. It is a treasure. Something to be cultivated, protected and held dear. A true gift.

I will always try to be an enduring and loving good friend. But even so, there are some in my life who make doing so very effortless.

Time whether together or apart does not determine the depth of meaning or importance of a friendship. Effort, true caring, trust and loyalty does.

I thank you for that gift.

~~~~<~<@

Written By Alrec

Jan. 6, 2019, 7:31 p.m.(4/23/1010 AR)

These Proclamations were getting good but this last one really disappointed me. I was hoping we were going to hear a verdict about that new controversial law being passed in Redrain where lawyers can call on bears as witnesses for their client.

Written By Adora

Jan. 6, 2019, 6:31 p.m.(4/23/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Kenna

He should be so lucky. I would never marry a soft and pampered silk like that.

He's just too nice.

Written By Juniper

Jan. 6, 2019, 6:26 p.m.(4/23/1010 AR)

I've discovered that learning one language leads to an increased desire to learn others. I've (mostly) mastered Northlands Shav'arvani (thank you, Lord Mirk, for being so patient a teacher!), I speak Oathlands Shav'arvani (though with a Southern accent? I'm not sure how that happened) and now I find myself looking to learn something more unique.

It will certainly help my diplomatic efforts, to have so many languages. When you learn a language, you also learn a culture, and take on a piece of that in yourself. Bridges are built with such empathy.

Also it's really fun to be able to swear in ways others might not understand.

Yes, Bliss, I swear!

Sometimes.

Written By Duarte

Jan. 6, 2019, 6:19 p.m.(4/23/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Alrec

Just what this city needed: ANOTHER casino.

Written By Duarte

Jan. 6, 2019, 6:18 p.m.(4/23/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Rinel

Poor unteachable Rinel. Hopefully she finds an instructor soon in the softer arts.

Written By Juniper

Jan. 6, 2019, 6:17 p.m.(4/23/1010 AR)

To have come from nothing to become a woman bestowed a title by a foreign power is not a leap I thought to ever take. To climb in the Compact, yes, and to grow within Whisper House... I want that and I mean to do it. But I hadn't thought to be acknowledged by peoples outside of the Compact first, and every time I think of it, I glow a little.

Juniper Whisper, Most Kind, Peacemaker.

I like it almost as much as I like being the First Among Plant Named Whispers. It has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?

(This entry is ended with a tiny sketch of a little blossoming plant with glossy leaves and a smiley face drawn upon one of its flowers)

Written By Alrec

Jan. 6, 2019, 5:29 p.m.(4/23/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Tris

Like I haven't tried! No, I won't risk an execution for a dri-

Written By Reigna

Jan. 6, 2019, 5:10 p.m.(4/23/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Draven

The story I am about to commit to my journal is an unfortunate one indeed, and though I feel the need to formalize it in the written word, there is no small amount of regret that things have come to pass in the manner in which they have.

Some time ago, a young man, an alchemist of skill reached out to me to join the Physicians guild. As I am wont to do, I welcomed him in, assured him that there were classes and mentors aplenty that would be willing to work with him to increase his knowledge and skills, and outlined the general pathways for advancement. I am told that I spoke about a stipend, and in truth, that is something that does often come up. I do not precisely recall this part of the conversation, but it is standard, and thus possible.

Now, this young man is of a singular personality. And there is nothing wrong with youth and enthusiasm. They do, however, have their time and place. And being a healer is more than just knowing what plant or method does what. It is also about being able to read a patient, being capable of adapting your tone and manners and behavior to what is appropriate in that moment. Being endlessly cheerful can actually put some people ill at ease. When someone is scared, they might not want someone grinning at them as if it were the best day ever. I repeatedly, repeatedly, tried to convey this concept, both to Apothecary Bruvir, and his wife when I was confronted by their accusations that I was refusing to teach him, that I was negligent and malicious in doing so because I did not like him. I was also told that I had neglected to add him to the payroll of the organization, and that for six long months he had worked without pay. That he was owed his payment and that, again, I was being spiteful in not doing so. I expressed confusion as to why no one had said anything to me for six long months, there was no answer other than that I owed restitution. After some back and forth I did supply the funds for the missing time. This money was returned to me by Lord Arik Halfshav, a person I have deep respect for.

I had another encounter with Apothecary Draven within the Saving Grace hospital wherein he was overtly disrespectful to a Master Physician present. I took exception to this and told him I do not find overt acts of disrespect among colleagues and in front of patients. At which time he turned his disrespect towards me. Telling me I was a poor guildmaster, that I neglect to look into the root of issues, that I am disrespectful towards him and all commoners, that I am a liar and a cheater and, peculiarly, that I have ugly feet.

Admittedly it was that last part that had me in tears later. I admit they are a bit red and swollen and likely only to be moreso as my pregnancy continues to advance.

Still, I made the decision then and there to remove him from the roster of the Physicians Guild and unless he is in need of medical care, he is banned from both the Saving Grace and the Commons Clinic.

It pains me to do this. I dislike the idea of cutting ties, but when one proves unwilling to consider anything but their own perspective, when they cannot show respect for their colleagues, then I cannot trust them.

Written By Violet

Jan. 6, 2019, 4:54 p.m.(4/23/1010 AR)

I’ve been busy of late. There is much happening in the world at large. And that seems to be focused in on Arx at the moment. Foreign lands who we barely hear whispers from in trade now seem to imply we are weak. Or need protection in some way.

As I write this I hold and nurse my daughter. I am and Thorley are the ones supposed to protect her, guide her, love her in the world. I think on what I don’t know of these forgeign people, what I do, and am left deeply troubled. There is too much we don’t know, too many warnings of caution, for me to feel anything but trepidation. I wonder at the life and world Sorcha will be raised in. Hopefully these ambassadors will see our strength and realize we are our own protectors. I for one have no interest in becoming part of any other place.

Written By Rinel

Jan. 6, 2019, 4:44 p.m.(4/23/1010 AR)

I trust none of these newcome ambassadors, but those from Eurus I trust least of all. I pray familiarity has not bred a lack of caution among Arvani. The false faith of the east is close enough to ours to easily sow the seeds of heresy and doubt.

Written By Reigna

Jan. 6, 2019, 4:38 p.m.(4/23/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Domonico

A caring and thoughtful young Lord I had the pleasure of meeting in trying and difficult circumstances. His care for his kin was obvious and his support in an unfortunate matter was most appreciated. As to headbutting, well. That particular maneuver is most certainly not a fantastic one to practice often. The brain is delicate in its hard shell that is our skull, and smashing it against said shell is a recipe for lots of bruising. When we bruise the brain is overwhelmed by blood and it pushes the phlegmatic humor down from its balanced locations of the brain and lungs to just residing in the lungs. With the sanguine dominant, it effects the balance, eyesight and sometimes causes heaviness of breathing. Sometimes, if the injury is severe enough, one of the eyes will show signs of this change in pressure, with one of the pupils expanding to extraordinary size and no long being sensitive to changes in light. When this happens, the blood in the skull has grown so dominant, that a hole must be drilled into the skull to release the blood there.

Thankfully Lady Miranda's eyes while having difficulty focusing, were not so impaired as to require that treatment. Sleep will be the best remedy, as well as willow bark tea for the headaches, and the occasional foot plant to remind her body that the room is not spinning.

Written By Octavia

Jan. 6, 2019, 4:12 p.m.(4/23/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Zoey

I love having you in the family, I just wish your chambers were farther from mine.

That boy did not inherit his father's stoic nature.

Written By Octavia

Jan. 6, 2019, 4:08 p.m.(4/23/1010 AR)

This is the yearly reminder I seem to end up putting out to consult an attorney when preparing a will, especially for wealthy commoners. Litigation over wills is by far the most angry, most nitpicky, least fun topic that ever comes up in front of the courts. It's also one of the lowest priority topics on the docket, second only to small claims. Don't make your loved ones fight for months over what you leave behind. Contact an attorney, or petition the court to recommend one to you.

Noble wills tend to be less contested, but it's still wise to consult an attorney to ensure that your property is distributed the way you intend upon your death.

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