Written By Rinel
Dec. 23, 2018, 7:30 p.m.(3/22/1010 AR)
Poetry is /hard/. I did not realise.
Written By Sabella
Dec. 23, 2018, 6:49 p.m.(3/22/1010 AR)
When things are at their darkest that is when light shines the brightest. You may not be able to see it just yet. Maybe it's around the next corner or even behind you, but it is there.
The place people most often overlook is within themselves.
The place people most often overlook is within themselves.
Written By Andry
Dec. 23, 2018, 6:12 p.m.(3/22/1010 AR)
In these times it's easy to wonder what we can do to fight corrupting influence and prevent tragedy. I believe if you live a fullfilling life, if you're building a legacy or giving those who need it a helping hand, then you're keeping evil at bay in a very real sense. We all have the capacity to leave the world better.
Written By Jaenelle
Dec. 23, 2018, 6:12 p.m.(3/22/1010 AR)
I am almost positive I am not planning a divorce at the moment. Life is far too busy, and my husband is effective and productive. It is easier to stay married, I think. Plus, he isn't that bad.
Written By Ajax
Dec. 23, 2018, 6:08 p.m.(3/22/1010 AR)
In between assignments, I attempt to be social with the general populace. All the talks of magic and what not goes right over my head. I know there is some truth towards them, and Princess Sorrel speaks of interesting history. But if the cost of us using such things like that stupid rain will the cost always be acceptable to use against our enemy? I'll just continue to trust the scholarly sort for now. Whatever all that was? I do not want to know. At least I ain't dreaming about Tyde anymore when I sleep.
Written By Karadoc
Dec. 23, 2018, 6:02 p.m.(3/22/1010 AR)
What's been going on with the city lately? It's all too strange.
Before any of you think that I was bitten by that bitter grief bug? Sorely mistaken. Wouldn't break those vows I made for anything. Especially since -- well
-- I'd hate to give a reason for any god to be pissed off with me.
Before any of you think that I was bitten by that bitter grief bug? Sorely mistaken. Wouldn't break those vows I made for anything. Especially since -- well
-- I'd hate to give a reason for any god to be pissed off with me.
Written By Jasher
Dec. 23, 2018, 5:18 p.m.(3/22/1010 AR)
A cat has been scratching on my door and making noises outside as if it wants to be let in. I suspect it is the kitten that had ransacked my room some time ago, but all of the Claw's brood look the same to me.
I've taken to studying in the library to evade the incessant meowing and scratching, but in turn I am treated to the sight of the heir of Maelstrom running into the shrine with kittens in tow.
The fish have my pity, but I suppose it is encouraging to see that the despair has not taken everything in Arx.
I've taken to studying in the library to evade the incessant meowing and scratching, but in turn I am treated to the sight of the heir of Maelstrom running into the shrine with kittens in tow.
The fish have my pity, but I suppose it is encouraging to see that the despair has not taken everything in Arx.
Written By Juniper
Dec. 23, 2018, 4:22 p.m.(3/22/1010 AR)
What a whirlwind the past week has been. But each time I've felt at my lowest a little light has come into my life to show me the way ahead. No matter what we each might feel, alone and in the dark, we as a people continue to look forward. What can we do but hope, so long as there's good still in the world? And there is good here, so very much of it.
Thank you to those who voted for me to take a seat on the Commoners' Council. When I submitted my name I did it without expectations and it was the surprise I needed to get through the despair-- and so really, in wanting to help others, you've helped me! Thank you. I'll do everything I can to make sure that your concerns, questions, and problems are heard and resolved.
Thank you.
Thank you to those who voted for me to take a seat on the Commoners' Council. When I submitted my name I did it without expectations and it was the surprise I needed to get through the despair-- and so really, in wanting to help others, you've helped me! Thank you. I'll do everything I can to make sure that your concerns, questions, and problems are heard and resolved.
Thank you.
Written By Meriah
Dec. 23, 2018, 4:02 p.m.(3/22/1010 AR)
Damn terrible thing happened at the Clinic. A dockworker had her leg crushed and, sadly, I had to amputate it post-haste.
Her husband was there, holding her hand the whole time. But slowly, over the course of the surgery--
They started bickering. I had to have him removed by an orderly to finish the world and sew up her stump.
When I went to tell the husband we were finished, he had left. Just _left_ her there.
Awful, awful business. Sometimes I don't understand people.
Her husband was there, holding her hand the whole time. But slowly, over the course of the surgery--
They started bickering. I had to have him removed by an orderly to finish the world and sew up her stump.
When I went to tell the husband we were finished, he had left. Just _left_ her there.
Awful, awful business. Sometimes I don't understand people.
Written By Klaus
Dec. 23, 2018, 2:40 p.m.(3/22/1010 AR)
Soon I am to be a Prince of Thrax. I am looking forward to all of it save in one regard.
Their preference in food.
What is wrong with dead swine and cattle? They taste very good! Especially pig with a nice honey glaze roasted over a spit.
Wait...since it is a Thrax wedding does it mean Thrax food at the feast?
Is it too late to reconsider?
Their preference in food.
What is wrong with dead swine and cattle? They taste very good! Especially pig with a nice honey glaze roasted over a spit.
Wait...since it is a Thrax wedding does it mean Thrax food at the feast?
Is it too late to reconsider?
Written By Klaus
Dec. 23, 2018, 2:38 p.m.(3/22/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Alarissa
By the High Lady's definition, I am already a Thrax by taking a live, living thing with many tentacles and despite its best effort using said tentacles, consuming it and listening to its death cry as it wiggle and squirmed its way all down my gullet. If anyone would know it is her.
Though why Coraline insisted it was baptism in freezing cold water I need to have words about.
Though why Coraline insisted it was baptism in freezing cold water I need to have words about.
Written By Klaus
Dec. 23, 2018, 2:35 p.m.(3/22/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Coraline
Next time, I push you into the ice cold freezing water....
Written By Duarte
Dec. 23, 2018, 2:28 p.m.(3/22/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Rinel
She has been rather caustic recently and extremely moody. Insulting, too. Ungrateful. Sanctimonious. Endlessly cavilling.
It's hardly worth taking seriously. It's rather cute, actually.
It's hardly worth taking seriously. It's rather cute, actually.
Written By Duarte
Dec. 23, 2018, 2:22 p.m.(3/22/1010 AR)
It's quite the thing to watch people feeling so inexplicably morose. I've often believed that one chooses to feel how they feel. I'm not so sure this is the case at the moment.
Written By Alrec
Dec. 23, 2018, 2:13 p.m.(3/22/1010 AR)
I find inspiration and admiration from the stories of Queen Triscali Grayson, the Liberator of Arvum. She once said,
"Be bold - and be smart.
Find the thing that matter most to you and reach out and seize it.
Every man and woman in this compact holds the power to reshape this world with their own two hands.
Commoner or King."
"Be bold - and be smart.
Find the thing that matter most to you and reach out and seize it.
Every man and woman in this compact holds the power to reshape this world with their own two hands.
Commoner or King."
Written By Reigna
Dec. 23, 2018, 1:38 p.m.(3/22/1010 AR)
Emotions are like waves in the ocean. Implacable, primal, stirred by forces we cannot ken. Powerful and able to defy all proper thought and the rules we set for the world we live in. The more we seek to master them, tame them and force them into our control the more defiant they become. Oh, you might build a wall to break those waves, but it will someday crack under the weight of their fury and the endless churn of the tide within.
This last wave of despondence and despair is a tragic thing, but it is, I believe, the result of trying to force our hand over our hearts. In times like these, perhaps the only thing to do is to lean into that pain. Embrace it. Sequester yourself away and give into the sorrow that ravages through you like a tempest. Give into the agony that tears at you. And when you have surrendered, fully, I promise there will be peace.
The most important bit in there, was that you do so while *alone*. For decisions made in those moments of agony are almost guaranteed to be terrible ones. Take all these divorces. Love within a political marriage is, and this might be a contentious musing, but remember these are my own thoughts, just my opinions and musings, but I do believe that love within a political match is a liability. I love my husband with my full heart, but there have been and continue to be, many times in which that very love has caused great pain and stress between us. Thankfully that has yet to result in a misstep politically, for we both, blessedly, are stubborn, stubborn people and loathe to take rash action. Well, he is. I am more impulsive in nature, he has a steadying effect on me which I very much appreciate.
Do not get me wrong, I would not change a single thing about my marriage, nor could I even imagine being wed to another. But, as I have said numerous times before, a noble's life is not their own. They must think beyond the bounds of their own being, pushing down their desires in favor of what is better for their people. Love can make us terribly selfish, it can pull us into a place where there exists just you and your lover. It can be that much harder to fight against the desires of the heart, when there are two hearts that beat within your breast. Or more, I suppose, if you are into that sort of thing.
I am sorrowful for all those lost to their own personal tempests, and I wish for them to heal as best they are able. We cannot let ourselves break upon the unruly tide. We must remember, that even in the darkest despair that there is, and always will be, hope.
This last wave of despondence and despair is a tragic thing, but it is, I believe, the result of trying to force our hand over our hearts. In times like these, perhaps the only thing to do is to lean into that pain. Embrace it. Sequester yourself away and give into the sorrow that ravages through you like a tempest. Give into the agony that tears at you. And when you have surrendered, fully, I promise there will be peace.
The most important bit in there, was that you do so while *alone*. For decisions made in those moments of agony are almost guaranteed to be terrible ones. Take all these divorces. Love within a political marriage is, and this might be a contentious musing, but remember these are my own thoughts, just my opinions and musings, but I do believe that love within a political match is a liability. I love my husband with my full heart, but there have been and continue to be, many times in which that very love has caused great pain and stress between us. Thankfully that has yet to result in a misstep politically, for we both, blessedly, are stubborn, stubborn people and loathe to take rash action. Well, he is. I am more impulsive in nature, he has a steadying effect on me which I very much appreciate.
Do not get me wrong, I would not change a single thing about my marriage, nor could I even imagine being wed to another. But, as I have said numerous times before, a noble's life is not their own. They must think beyond the bounds of their own being, pushing down their desires in favor of what is better for their people. Love can make us terribly selfish, it can pull us into a place where there exists just you and your lover. It can be that much harder to fight against the desires of the heart, when there are two hearts that beat within your breast. Or more, I suppose, if you are into that sort of thing.
I am sorrowful for all those lost to their own personal tempests, and I wish for them to heal as best they are able. We cannot let ourselves break upon the unruly tide. We must remember, that even in the darkest despair that there is, and always will be, hope.
Written By Shae
Dec. 23, 2018, 1:13 p.m.(3/22/1010 AR)
The spring planting will be here soon, and I have to say I'm greatly looking forward to it.
Written By Kedehern
Dec. 23, 2018, 1:10 p.m.(3/22/1010 AR)
Baron Norwood seems amenable to my request to possibly join him on his scouting endeavor. Hopefully things will turn out less 'eventful' than the last foray out.
Written By Aureth
Dec. 23, 2018, 1:10 p.m.(3/22/1010 AR)
I strongly encourage houses considering treaties to spend time and care crafting their alliances. Consider not only what your alliance will look like now, but also what it will look like ten years from now. Speak to priests and disciples of Limerance while you are involved in the process of crafting your agreements in the first place. Talk to a lawyer about what your treaty language will actually do to you should you come to a point in the future where one or another party in privity to an agreement will be seeking release from their oath.
This isn't about me. Ilvin is a very nice man who shouldn't have to deal with all this.
This isn't about me. Ilvin is a very nice man who shouldn't have to deal with all this.
Written By Venturo
Dec. 23, 2018, 1:01 p.m.(3/22/1010 AR)
In my travels, I've seen my fair share of down trodden times, and those who dwell in the taverns and bars to drown their sorrows. But this, the past day? Everything else pales in comparison. It even puts the melancholy of the green snow to shame.
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