Written By Augustus
July 15, 2018, 10:47 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
The gods, or whomever arbitrate such things, have decided to test us it seems.
More specifically me. They've decided to test me.
Who in their right minds could consider silk and cotton - no matter how well refined - to be even close to equivalent?
More specifically me. They've decided to test me.
Who in their right minds could consider silk and cotton - no matter how well refined - to be even close to equivalent?
Written By Skye
July 15, 2018, 10:45 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
After much soul searching, I think I know what kind of protege that I want to cultivate. A steward or steward-in-training that can help me organize all the reconstruction efforts. Or even maybe help me find a proper residence. Maybe afterwards I can branch into a Champion or someone to help me throw social activities, but really I just need someone strong in economics and stewardship.
Written By Aurora
July 15, 2018, 8:55 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
This is why I find it so important to TALK to your CRAFTERS. Engage them, discuss what you want, work with them to see your vision. We are good, the best in Arx, but we are not mind readers. If you send us a messenger with a scrap of paper expressing your desire and nothing more, you will always get OUR best but you might not get what YOU expected. Stop viewing crafters as your presonal attendants, a commodity to demand things from. We are people, we have feelings.
As for the sudden disinterest in silk, what do you think steelsilk is?
As for the sudden disinterest in silk, what do you think steelsilk is?
Written By Lys
July 15, 2018, 8:49 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
I dreamt I was standing in the bottom of a well, with the water slowly rising. Above me the moon slowly turned blood red and I hear screams in the distance.
Written By Augustus
July 15, 2018, 8:40 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
The city is still as it always has been, and yet so much about the people within has changed. The air is clouded with a sinister mass as if one has burnt all that is good and the smoke of that burning still lingers. This could, of course, simply be my reaction to leaving my quiet, peaceful life in the countryside to return to the hub-bub of cosmopolitan life. I am grateful, at least, that the Grayson Estate gardens remain as startlingly beautiful as ever.
Naturally with so many of my kin lost to us, it feels more bittersweet to sit there now. So often I would advise or counsel my young granddaughter or my great-niece in those gardens... I am not one prone to emotional over-reaction, but I cannot help but feel mournful among the shrubbery.
I certainly hope this feeling will ease. There's much to be done.
Naturally with so many of my kin lost to us, it feels more bittersweet to sit there now. So often I would advise or counsel my young granddaughter or my great-niece in those gardens... I am not one prone to emotional over-reaction, but I cannot help but feel mournful among the shrubbery.
I certainly hope this feeling will ease. There's much to be done.
Written By Edward
July 15, 2018, 8:29 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Fairen
Congratulations Marquis on the addition to your House.
Written By Jovarn
July 15, 2018, 7:56 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
Oh my, darlings. What a state this place is in!
Goodness, I leave you all for a few months, sailing and adventuring you know, and the whole city is dancing to a different tune.
Unfortunately, it looks as if there's not enough hip-swaying involved in this number, so I'll have to dance on my own again.
Please don't remind me how long it has been since you all last saw me, I detest feeling old.
Goodness, I leave you all for a few months, sailing and adventuring you know, and the whole city is dancing to a different tune.
Unfortunately, it looks as if there's not enough hip-swaying involved in this number, so I'll have to dance on my own again.
Please don't remind me how long it has been since you all last saw me, I detest feeling old.
Written By Raymesin
July 15, 2018, 7:52 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
'Ello, Arx. It's been a while. Been a while since I came to talk to a Scholar, too.
'Ang on, why the bigger letter at the front of Scholar? What're you tryin' to... oh. Right. Never mind. I got things to do.
'Ang on, why the bigger letter at the front of Scholar? What're you tryin' to... oh. Right. Never mind. I got things to do.
Written By Orelia
July 15, 2018, 7:44 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
A new sword -and- new leathers!
I feel I've perhaps been rather over-indulged this week. Not that I'm complaining.
I feel I've perhaps been rather over-indulged this week. Not that I'm complaining.
Written By Felicia
July 15, 2018, 7:38 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
My thanks to Master Voss, who carried out my testing for the Explorers today.
And managed not to laugh at my being slapped in the face with a pine branch.
Hopefully I shall be able to be of some small aid to the Society in future.
And managed not to laugh at my being slapped in the face with a pine branch.
Hopefully I shall be able to be of some small aid to the Society in future.
Written By Ida
July 15, 2018, 7:01 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Paige
On occasion, some spry young man or woman will bound into the shop hoping to commission a weapon, generally on the recommendation of people far too generous with their words about my craftsmanship. When then-Huntsman Paige did so what does not seem that long ago, she was so full of promise and life as well as a kindness that was quite genuine. Her enthusiasm was hard not to get caught up in and the title of Countess only seemed to further her desires to do well for the Compact. I made her two weapons and my heart swelled such joy and pride when I later met her husband, Count Magnus, who told me how much she loved those pieces. I have them now and that same heart breaks a little when I look upon them.
I want this to be very clear: Forgiveness is only afforded to those who are actually sorry. If you come for my friends, I will never forget it.
I want this to be very clear: Forgiveness is only afforded to those who are actually sorry. If you come for my friends, I will never forget it.
Written By Felicia
July 15, 2018, 6:48 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
Few are those who I would count close to my heart.
Lady Elara was one of them.
I shall cherish her pin until the end of my days, even if right now its mere sight brings me to tears all over again.
Lady Elara was one of them.
I shall cherish her pin until the end of my days, even if right now its mere sight brings me to tears all over again.
Written By Dycard
July 15, 2018, 3:46 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
I read some of those journals left recently, and I wonder if the denizens of Arx have lost something.
Were one of the greatest tailors of Arx to make me an outfit I'd wear it with pride, even were it three strips of wool. I might wear it with undergarments - that stuff itches - but I'd wear it and be glad of it. I arrived in Arx wearing rags, grateful to have arrived at all.
Were one of my liege lord's lord's kin to offer me insult, I'd protest to my lord and let her deal with it. Perhaps I am old-fashioned, perhaps my House cleaves to traditions that were no more by the time some others were created, or perhaps Thrax does not handle such matters the way the rest of the Compact does, but I learned at my mother's knee that such is the graceful way to handle these things. I arrived in Arx hoping that my brother had survived and sure that all my other kin were dead, and finding that I still have a family, someone to whom to give my fealty, and a place in the world will forever be a joy.
Perhaps it's the ordeals I've endured, where simply surviving another day was a victory. Perhaps it's the ordeals I've seen, where death became a blessed end to suffering. Perhaps it's the memories that haunt me through the nights that tell me that there are more important things in life than what seems so vital to life here.
While Arx whiles away the idle days with duels and parties, others pay for that with their lives. Some of you knew Countess Paige, many of you far better than I. She was a woman who did her duty. Will they be able to say the same of you?
Were one of the greatest tailors of Arx to make me an outfit I'd wear it with pride, even were it three strips of wool. I might wear it with undergarments - that stuff itches - but I'd wear it and be glad of it. I arrived in Arx wearing rags, grateful to have arrived at all.
Were one of my liege lord's lord's kin to offer me insult, I'd protest to my lord and let her deal with it. Perhaps I am old-fashioned, perhaps my House cleaves to traditions that were no more by the time some others were created, or perhaps Thrax does not handle such matters the way the rest of the Compact does, but I learned at my mother's knee that such is the graceful way to handle these things. I arrived in Arx hoping that my brother had survived and sure that all my other kin were dead, and finding that I still have a family, someone to whom to give my fealty, and a place in the world will forever be a joy.
Perhaps it's the ordeals I've endured, where simply surviving another day was a victory. Perhaps it's the ordeals I've seen, where death became a blessed end to suffering. Perhaps it's the memories that haunt me through the nights that tell me that there are more important things in life than what seems so vital to life here.
While Arx whiles away the idle days with duels and parties, others pay for that with their lives. Some of you knew Countess Paige, many of you far better than I. She was a woman who did her duty. Will they be able to say the same of you?
Written By Theo
July 15, 2018, 3:44 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
Fond as I am of silk, I must confess that cotton sheets are much more comfortable.
Written By Vanora
July 15, 2018, 2:56 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
I was born in the Silken City.
I'll keep wearing silk, whether simple or extravagant.
A little bit of home right on the skin, soft and perfect.
I should go shopping...
I'll keep wearing silk, whether simple or extravagant.
A little bit of home right on the skin, soft and perfect.
I should go shopping...
Written By Vanora
July 15, 2018, 2:53 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Cambria
If I had it my way it would be similar to your way.
So indeed, this is why we don't always get our way.
Until the moment we do, which is always /wonderful/.
So indeed, this is why we don't always get our way.
Until the moment we do, which is always /wonderful/.
Written By Duarte
July 15, 2018, 2:26 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Signe
Thank you for the lemon bar.
Written By Signe
July 15, 2018, 2:22 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
Must we wear clothes?
Written By Silas
July 15, 2018, 2:15 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
All this talk about clothes reminds me of how possessive a certain highborn person is of my completely mundane and average boots.
The one time I let my cousin borrow them he immediately noticed and bought another pair for them so he could get them back... which probably cost ten times the amount they were worth.
NEVER CHANGE.
The one time I let my cousin borrow them he immediately noticed and bought another pair for them so he could get them back... which probably cost ten times the amount they were worth.
NEVER CHANGE.
Written By Monique
July 15, 2018, 1:30 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Paige
The most beautiful orchid of them all. I will see you again, flower, and remember more of it.
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