Written By Gianna
Sept. 27, 2018, 4:08 p.m.(9/6/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Josephine
Waterfalls of sapphires. I love them so. Mistress Josephine, your work is beautiful and I am honoured to wear this necklace and these earrings. I shall be flaunting them about Arx. Garnets come in such interesting colours, don't they?
Written By Vayne
Sept. 27, 2018, 4:03 p.m.(9/6/1009 AR)
As I rummaged through Driskell's effects, I found this. I submit it for posterity, and so that Driskell's lessons - even the less theological - can be taught to others.
His entry states:
I sit here in Setarco at my southern star while battle preparations are underway like they have happened a myriad of times before, gazing in the pool and what is there beyond the reflection thinking about other times, places, people. My dark brother Mysterion, of green mothers, dragons and wyrms, stormborn, elves, of proteges and students, the mystery of the coin and such things that my mind is pulled towards.
Often, it is the little things which reinforce over time into something strong. The drip of water won’t cut a cavern, but after time can erode the greatest of walls. The highest sea cliffs stand proudly, but always will the constant embrace of the sea pull them down and create sand. And so, I find with mortals and immortals alike, that sometimes lessons and teachings are far more easily taken in and consumed willingly by a soul when it is hidden in plain sight. No doubt as before, my time will come and I will return from where I came and yet I will watch on from beyond and return as needed. We might say Non Omnis Moriar, but I think my friends would say after one of these, nom nom more.
Driskell’s Cookies for Lessons
- Half a cup of finely milled sugar from the Saffrons, it should look like dust or powder.
- 1 large egg representing Aion, Mortals and Tehom.
- 1 egg yolk representing the gold of lessons learned from sacrifices.
- 1/2 teaspoon of the finest salt made of Grayson tears. Or regular Thraxan salt will do.
- 2 tsp zest of any citrus of your choice. Beggars aren’t choosers.
- 1/2 tsp extract of vanilla. You may need to speak with an apothecary for this.
- A quarter cup of fresh Laurent heavy cream.
- 12 tablespoons of Laurent butter.
- 2 and 1/2 cups of flour
- 2 cups of that fancy chocolate broken up in bits
- 3 tablespoons of fine Laurent butter
- Other things that tickle your fancy for decorating
1. Cream together in a large bowl the butter and sugar until it is combined.
2. Separately, mix the egg and yolk, salt, vanilla, citrus zest and heavy cream and then add to the creamed butter and sugar. Mix together until you have a smooth batter.
3. Add the flour and mix until mixed.
4. Set your dough in the ice room and come back later on in a few hours. The goal is to cool, not to freeze. No one likes frozen dough.
5. Take out your chilled dough and let it sit for just a bit so it is slightly firm but not warm. With a well floured table or board, roll out enough of the dough until it’s about a quarter of an inch thick. Never ever re-roll the dough, do it once.
6. Cut out shapes specific to the lesson you’re teaching. I lately have been doing fish and sea animals, but whatever tickles my fancy to tie the lesson will do. Creativity is valued.
7. Bake the cookies for about 9 minutes, although little ones will of course need smaller amounts of time. The goal is to have a tender, not crisp, cookie with softer edges. They should have just the slightest hue of gold to them when you take them out of the oven, not ringed with brown.
8. Once you’ve baked the cookies, I enjoy melting the chocolate and drizzling it or dipping a slight portion. Sometimes I then crush nuts, or chop berries or other things, to dust the wet chocolate to give it more visual appeal. Be careful with the cookie, they are tender and will break if you rush the process; nothing ever good came from hurrying. Remember you’re investing time and care, which is what makes them so good.
Find a little box or basket and present them to the person you speak with, and deliver the lesson or truth while they’re consuming.
His entry states:
I sit here in Setarco at my southern star while battle preparations are underway like they have happened a myriad of times before, gazing in the pool and what is there beyond the reflection thinking about other times, places, people. My dark brother Mysterion, of green mothers, dragons and wyrms, stormborn, elves, of proteges and students, the mystery of the coin and such things that my mind is pulled towards.
Often, it is the little things which reinforce over time into something strong. The drip of water won’t cut a cavern, but after time can erode the greatest of walls. The highest sea cliffs stand proudly, but always will the constant embrace of the sea pull them down and create sand. And so, I find with mortals and immortals alike, that sometimes lessons and teachings are far more easily taken in and consumed willingly by a soul when it is hidden in plain sight. No doubt as before, my time will come and I will return from where I came and yet I will watch on from beyond and return as needed. We might say Non Omnis Moriar, but I think my friends would say after one of these, nom nom more.
Driskell’s Cookies for Lessons
- Half a cup of finely milled sugar from the Saffrons, it should look like dust or powder.
- 1 large egg representing Aion, Mortals and Tehom.
- 1 egg yolk representing the gold of lessons learned from sacrifices.
- 1/2 teaspoon of the finest salt made of Grayson tears. Or regular Thraxan salt will do.
- 2 tsp zest of any citrus of your choice. Beggars aren’t choosers.
- 1/2 tsp extract of vanilla. You may need to speak with an apothecary for this.
- A quarter cup of fresh Laurent heavy cream.
- 12 tablespoons of Laurent butter.
- 2 and 1/2 cups of flour
- 2 cups of that fancy chocolate broken up in bits
- 3 tablespoons of fine Laurent butter
- Other things that tickle your fancy for decorating
1. Cream together in a large bowl the butter and sugar until it is combined.
2. Separately, mix the egg and yolk, salt, vanilla, citrus zest and heavy cream and then add to the creamed butter and sugar. Mix together until you have a smooth batter.
3. Add the flour and mix until mixed.
4. Set your dough in the ice room and come back later on in a few hours. The goal is to cool, not to freeze. No one likes frozen dough.
5. Take out your chilled dough and let it sit for just a bit so it is slightly firm but not warm. With a well floured table or board, roll out enough of the dough until it’s about a quarter of an inch thick. Never ever re-roll the dough, do it once.
6. Cut out shapes specific to the lesson you’re teaching. I lately have been doing fish and sea animals, but whatever tickles my fancy to tie the lesson will do. Creativity is valued.
7. Bake the cookies for about 9 minutes, although little ones will of course need smaller amounts of time. The goal is to have a tender, not crisp, cookie with softer edges. They should have just the slightest hue of gold to them when you take them out of the oven, not ringed with brown.
8. Once you’ve baked the cookies, I enjoy melting the chocolate and drizzling it or dipping a slight portion. Sometimes I then crush nuts, or chop berries or other things, to dust the wet chocolate to give it more visual appeal. Be careful with the cookie, they are tender and will break if you rush the process; nothing ever good came from hurrying. Remember you’re investing time and care, which is what makes them so good.
Find a little box or basket and present them to the person you speak with, and deliver the lesson or truth while they’re consuming.
Written By Thena
Sept. 27, 2018, 2:15 p.m.(9/6/1009 AR)
Everyone should visit Mistress Perronne's shop and buy her Silly Years pieces before I do it and send them to my favorite people and thus alienate everyone I care about.
Written By Reigna
Sept. 27, 2018, 11:18 a.m.(9/6/1009 AR)
The Physicians Ball went spectacularly well! I would very much like to thank everyone who attended and participated! I hope it was as enjoyable for you as it was to host.
Special thanks to:
Guildmaster Joscelin Arterius for her incredible support and generous donations. I am humbled and so grateful.
Princess Caelis Valardin for a very generous donation in support of the healers of Arx, you are a gift to Valardin.
Grandmaster Thena Grayhope, your generosity is matched only by your honor and your dedication to the people of the Compact.
My volunteers, Goodman Waldemai, Lady Amari Keaton and Lady Kalani Seliki, your portrayals of the ailments were spot on and perfect!
My fellow physicians. Without you there would be no guild and Arx would be so much poorer for the lack. Your dedication to the art and craft of healing is second to none and each of you offer so very much to this world. I cannot express how much I appreciate your work and how proud I am to work with you.
Special thanks to:
Guildmaster Joscelin Arterius for her incredible support and generous donations. I am humbled and so grateful.
Princess Caelis Valardin for a very generous donation in support of the healers of Arx, you are a gift to Valardin.
Grandmaster Thena Grayhope, your generosity is matched only by your honor and your dedication to the people of the Compact.
My volunteers, Goodman Waldemai, Lady Amari Keaton and Lady Kalani Seliki, your portrayals of the ailments were spot on and perfect!
My fellow physicians. Without you there would be no guild and Arx would be so much poorer for the lack. Your dedication to the art and craft of healing is second to none and each of you offer so very much to this world. I cannot express how much I appreciate your work and how proud I am to work with you.
Written By Perronne
Sept. 27, 2018, 10:51 a.m.(9/6/1009 AR)
Well, that's done.
The first few pieces from my carefully hoarded collection of 'Silly Years' pieces have been placed for display and sale in Storied Treasures. This is probably a sin, and I am going to have to donate money to Jayus as an apology for unleashing these things back on the world.
But they weren't doing ME any good in my warehouse, so off they go. Gods help us all.
The first few pieces from my carefully hoarded collection of 'Silly Years' pieces have been placed for display and sale in Storied Treasures. This is probably a sin, and I am going to have to donate money to Jayus as an apology for unleashing these things back on the world.
But they weren't doing ME any good in my warehouse, so off they go. Gods help us all.
Written By Vayne
Sept. 27, 2018, 10:51 a.m.(9/6/1009 AR)
Months after his demise, I find myself wading through the personal effects of Brother Driskell, trying to honour his will and give the things he owned to the people he believed would value them most.
It is a daunting task. Not just because I rediscover I miss my friend each time I open those chests, but because the man had a surprising number of possessions. I would suspect no one would imagine just how many things he owned. I always took him for an ascetic, but perhaps that was just one more of the ways in which he was unlike anyone I have ever known.
I will need more baskets, I'm afraid, as I'm loath to send thirty messengers to one person, each carrying a different thing.
It is a daunting task. Not just because I rediscover I miss my friend each time I open those chests, but because the man had a surprising number of possessions. I would suspect no one would imagine just how many things he owned. I always took him for an ascetic, but perhaps that was just one more of the ways in which he was unlike anyone I have ever known.
I will need more baskets, I'm afraid, as I'm loath to send thirty messengers to one person, each carrying a different thing.
Written By Ophelia
Sept. 27, 2018, 8:27 a.m.(9/5/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Silvio
That is a brilliant idea! And much safer since I'd probably burn the Estate's kitchen down if I even attempted to make breakfast...
Written By Corban
Sept. 27, 2018, 8:18 a.m.(9/5/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Simone
Time spent with my cousin Simone is always time well spent. With Simone as Marquessa and Voice of Greenmarch and me as an officer in the Silver Swords, our duties often keep us from seeing each other as much as we would like. But we are a good team together, and I owe her much for her support of my ongoing projects.
Greenmarch is fortunate to have a lady like Simone to lead them. And I am lucky to call her my family.
Greenmarch is fortunate to have a lady like Simone to lead them. And I am lucky to call her my family.
Written By Morrighan
Sept. 27, 2018, 4:38 a.m.(9/5/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Donella
It had been far too long since we last had a sit down and chat, and I'm glad that we were able to do so this evening. We've got a lot of catching up to do. Your presence had been missed in the ward, as well as your glorious sense of humor. I'm happy that you're back home, now - Taran too!
I hadn't seen the little Prince in quite a while, now he's walking about, babbling, looking like a miniature Darren (he'll be getting that beard any day now, right?). Don't think I'll forget the wee thing shouting, "Mo!". It was so stinking adorable, and the first word I've heard him say. Think I need to give that plushie a washing, though, I've never seen so much toddler slobber.
I hadn't seen the little Prince in quite a while, now he's walking about, babbling, looking like a miniature Darren (he'll be getting that beard any day now, right?). Don't think I'll forget the wee thing shouting, "Mo!". It was so stinking adorable, and the first word I've heard him say. Think I need to give that plushie a washing, though, I've never seen so much toddler slobber.
Written By Dora
Sept. 27, 2018, 4:06 a.m.(9/5/1009 AR)
I do not hide the fact that I dislike responsibility. But usually people think it is because I am lazy. And while yes, I like my leisure, that is not it. No. I dislike it because I need to have a freedom to go where I need and when. Despite that I am grudgingly managing the Mangotta ships. I will help Arty and I will do my best. But by the gods he better find someone better suited to replace me. I was -not- born to leadership and I think I quite detest it. My hand hurts from all the writing. Ew.
Written By Laric
Sept. 26, 2018, 10:59 p.m.(9/5/1009 AR)
Several months ago, I asked Mistress Perronne Amboise to keep an eye out for a particular item, a small piece of history that means a great deal to me but was otherwise not important enough for me to justify finding it. She agreed but offered no promises which was of course well enough; it had not been reproduced since the Reckoning, after all, and most were destroyed during the worst of the fighting. In the intervening weeks it slipped from my mind. Imagine my surprise and delight to learn she had found exactly what I was looking for, timeworn and weathered yet easily and immediately verifiable for what it was.
Tactile proof of ancient history is a special thing, and this will prove to be both a source of inspiration to me and a reminder that humanity will always need heroes; a reminder that what makes those heroes is not always strength of arms nor clever wit. The most impactful heroes are those who have had the courage to take a stand in the face of overwhelming adversity and do what must be done at great personal cost.
"Forever the Flame Against Darkness."
Powerful words.
Tactile proof of ancient history is a special thing, and this will prove to be both a source of inspiration to me and a reminder that humanity will always need heroes; a reminder that what makes those heroes is not always strength of arms nor clever wit. The most impactful heroes are those who have had the courage to take a stand in the face of overwhelming adversity and do what must be done at great personal cost.
"Forever the Flame Against Darkness."
Powerful words.
Written By Perronne
Sept. 26, 2018, 10:13 p.m.(9/4/1009 AR)
I have completed the first of my relic-hunts-by-commission.
It's a bit odd, especially since it didn't involve much travel or delving into dangerous ruins. (Which is a shame! I miss both those things, and I wish I could do them again!) It did involve breaking out some of my rarer treasures so that I could trade for the desired item, however.
See, I probably need to explain this, at least briefly. There aren't a lot of journals about it, I don't think - one, because it's not particularly important, and two, because I suspect everyone was deeply, culturally embarrassed. But if you're a student of history, then you know about the Crownbreaker War and that it was a pretty terrible thing with not a whole lot of joy and happiness, but definitely with a whole lot of death, misery, and lots of people chopping each other into tiny bits.
So, when all of THAT died down, there was a rather peculiar sort of artistic revival. I guess you could call it a revival. Not many people wanted to memorialize the Wars, because quite frankly, pretty much everyone spent a lot of time killing everyone else, and no one was PARTICULARLY proud of it in the end. So in the period after the Wars, a lot of the art isn't about the usual heroics. Instead, artists were commissioned - or maybe just demanded - to throw off the shackles of history and memorial and dismal memory, and instead enshrine happiness, joy, and spontaneity. WHEE!
Afterwards, the art of this period got quietly filed under the label of "The Silly Years" and everyone tried very hard to pretend that they weren't involved. Most of the art was 'accidentally' broken in the generations after, because really, who wants some of this stuff to be seen by actual people.
Turns out, some people do! And will trade other things for it. And I am reminded that I have a whole crate of Silly Years items in storage which aren't doing anyone any good in there. I'll probably put them out for display at the shop in the upcoming days, see if anyone's feeling silly.
It's a bit odd, especially since it didn't involve much travel or delving into dangerous ruins. (Which is a shame! I miss both those things, and I wish I could do them again!) It did involve breaking out some of my rarer treasures so that I could trade for the desired item, however.
See, I probably need to explain this, at least briefly. There aren't a lot of journals about it, I don't think - one, because it's not particularly important, and two, because I suspect everyone was deeply, culturally embarrassed. But if you're a student of history, then you know about the Crownbreaker War and that it was a pretty terrible thing with not a whole lot of joy and happiness, but definitely with a whole lot of death, misery, and lots of people chopping each other into tiny bits.
So, when all of THAT died down, there was a rather peculiar sort of artistic revival. I guess you could call it a revival. Not many people wanted to memorialize the Wars, because quite frankly, pretty much everyone spent a lot of time killing everyone else, and no one was PARTICULARLY proud of it in the end. So in the period after the Wars, a lot of the art isn't about the usual heroics. Instead, artists were commissioned - or maybe just demanded - to throw off the shackles of history and memorial and dismal memory, and instead enshrine happiness, joy, and spontaneity. WHEE!
Afterwards, the art of this period got quietly filed under the label of "The Silly Years" and everyone tried very hard to pretend that they weren't involved. Most of the art was 'accidentally' broken in the generations after, because really, who wants some of this stuff to be seen by actual people.
Turns out, some people do! And will trade other things for it. And I am reminded that I have a whole crate of Silly Years items in storage which aren't doing anyone any good in there. I'll probably put them out for display at the shop in the upcoming days, see if anyone's feeling silly.
Written By Berenice
Sept. 26, 2018, 10:03 p.m.(9/4/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Silvio
I certainly hope no one is waiting for me to learn how to _make breakfast_.
Written By Eleyna
Sept. 26, 2018, 8:43 p.m.(9/4/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Silvio
My cousin's entry regarding breakfast proves that he's not only stylish, but also wise.
Written By Silvio
Sept. 26, 2018, 8:36 p.m.(9/4/1009 AR)
Is it S, my dear Sparte? What prize do I win?
Written By Silvio
Sept. 26, 2018, 8:35 p.m.(9/4/1009 AR)
Regarding a proper and elegant breakfast, I have a different opinion, and I am, after all, a master of good taste.
You could, of course, subscribe to a complex system of rules that guide the behaviors of those of any station above 'broke and homeless', but I believe that a simpler method may be used. The breakfast that is the very best of all breakfasts is the one that your partner from the previous night prepares for you(or orders prepared) before you have managed to flop an elegant hand out of bed.
*some loopy swirls surround his entry*
You could, of course, subscribe to a complex system of rules that guide the behaviors of those of any station above 'broke and homeless', but I believe that a simpler method may be used. The breakfast that is the very best of all breakfasts is the one that your partner from the previous night prepares for you(or orders prepared) before you have managed to flop an elegant hand out of bed.
*some loopy swirls surround his entry*
Written By Sparte
Sept. 26, 2018, 8:28 p.m.(9/4/1009 AR)
A begger never needs me, a sailor always can. A princess once gave me away and a priest can't give it again. What am I?
Written By Archeron
Sept. 26, 2018, 6:36 p.m.(9/4/1009 AR)
Had a strange time in a tavern today - met a man who claimed to be a trader, yet he'd never visited Tyde Isle. Why would you not visit the richest island in the Mourning Isles?
Written By Joscelin
Sept. 26, 2018, 6:30 p.m.(9/4/1009 AR)
Sometimes I create things with the imaginings borne of my clients, beautiful, exquisite creations that take my breath away, love clearly put into every line and thought.
And then sometimes I make a massive necklace with a stone carved to look like a spleen. -With- -humor-, mind you, and that part I also enjoy. But the differences between the two commissions are big enough to make me cackle. I do enjoy what I do.
And then sometimes I make a massive necklace with a stone carved to look like a spleen. -With- -humor-, mind you, and that part I also enjoy. But the differences between the two commissions are big enough to make me cackle. I do enjoy what I do.
Written By Cambria
Sept. 26, 2018, 5:50 p.m.(9/4/1009 AR)
A decent breakfast can easily consist of a haunch of pork and a pint of fortified wine, but if you are the sort who prefers to dine light in the morning, while the shadows are still long, I have some advice for you:
Your choice should be tart and compact, and not invite too much repetition. Sparkling wine, the ghastly bastard that is sparkling wine mixed with the juice of an orange, or its inbred cousin of vodka and tomato should be shunned. Skip the red wine as well, due to its sleep-inducing and more-ish qualities. (I shan't actively sanction you from opening a nice bottle of Southport red; just don't blame me for the consequences). Beer should be avoided unless activity of a nonsexual nature has already been undertaken; you are in a hot part of the Compact; and you can smell the sea. That not always being the case, the following journals will explain my top choices for the day-to-day.
A Lycene aperitif (that is, before a meal, if you absolutely do not know) cocktail consisting of a proper Tor white mixed with an herbal liquor defines the necessary 'pick me up' quality we are seeking, and is sure to be found in all but the most barren of drink cabinets. I mentioned the white from Tor - put this away again until lunch. If you need to ask why, refer to my previous journal concerning the novice. A slice of orange if you think you will be getting up to anything more strenuous than a leisurely walk before noon can be added. Lastly, its bright color is a great mood booster, perfect for the gray days with which Arx is plagued in the winter months.
Your choice should be tart and compact, and not invite too much repetition. Sparkling wine, the ghastly bastard that is sparkling wine mixed with the juice of an orange, or its inbred cousin of vodka and tomato should be shunned. Skip the red wine as well, due to its sleep-inducing and more-ish qualities. (I shan't actively sanction you from opening a nice bottle of Southport red; just don't blame me for the consequences). Beer should be avoided unless activity of a nonsexual nature has already been undertaken; you are in a hot part of the Compact; and you can smell the sea. That not always being the case, the following journals will explain my top choices for the day-to-day.
A Lycene aperitif (that is, before a meal, if you absolutely do not know) cocktail consisting of a proper Tor white mixed with an herbal liquor defines the necessary 'pick me up' quality we are seeking, and is sure to be found in all but the most barren of drink cabinets. I mentioned the white from Tor - put this away again until lunch. If you need to ask why, refer to my previous journal concerning the novice. A slice of orange if you think you will be getting up to anything more strenuous than a leisurely walk before noon can be added. Lastly, its bright color is a great mood booster, perfect for the gray days with which Arx is plagued in the winter months.
Please note that the scholars may take some time preparing your journal for others to read.