Written By Norwood
April 16, 2018, 9:15 a.m.(7/23/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Margerie
I will make some allowance for this being true, though I do not seek to boast of myself in any way by doing so. My apologies continue to stand, and I am ready to weather whatever mild, or major, complaints you may wish in recompense for the unpleasant position which my actions put you in.
Written By Margerie
April 16, 2018, 9:05 a.m.(7/23/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Norwood
Rest assured, I am still fond of you, idiocy and all. For all that I make this most mild complaint, I remain convinced that the space between you and your duty is one of the most dangerous places in this or any other realm. Woe to any that would place themselves there.
Written By Norwood
April 16, 2018, 8:55 a.m.(7/23/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Margerie
My dear friend Lady Margerie Keaton,
I must apologize for the unpleasant sight which my bleeding caused. I do vow to continue to work on my speed.
However, honesty compels me to state that I cannot wait for your words to protect you or any other in the future. I have no wish to die, but to do so protecting others would be a death to be proud of.
I do hope I can be forgiven for this small flaw.
I must apologize for the unpleasant sight which my bleeding caused. I do vow to continue to work on my speed.
However, honesty compels me to state that I cannot wait for your words to protect you or any other in the future. I have no wish to die, but to do so protecting others would be a death to be proud of.
I do hope I can be forgiven for this small flaw.
Written By Gwenna
April 16, 2018, 6:56 a.m.(7/23/1008 AR)
It is an interesting turn of events to prepare oneself for duty and then learn somewhat by surprise that such is no longer necessary.
Written By Saoirse
April 16, 2018, 3:38 a.m.(7/22/1008 AR)
Dearest Grayson family,
You seem to have a Valadrin spy in your household staff.
I am deeply sorry for your misfortune. You may, in the interest of ever having an ounce of fun, wish to fire him.
Love,
Saoirse. A Velenosa. Much fun.
You seem to have a Valadrin spy in your household staff.
I am deeply sorry for your misfortune. You may, in the interest of ever having an ounce of fun, wish to fire him.
Love,
Saoirse. A Velenosa. Much fun.
Written By Karadoc
April 16, 2018, 3:16 a.m.(7/22/1008 AR)
(What follows is a terrible drawing in ink that has been watered down with wine - the resulting image, dried upon the page is the dark, purplish-black of a prune.
There's a stick figure with 'Karadoc' beautifully scripted over its head. The figure's eyes are uneven, mistmatched. Mouth open, with flailing stick figure arms and legs. It could be running away from a wobbly shape of the artist's imaginative rendition of a thing - of some sort that's been labeled as 'Work.')
There's a stick figure with 'Karadoc' beautifully scripted over its head. The figure's eyes are uneven, mistmatched. Mouth open, with flailing stick figure arms and legs. It could be running away from a wobbly shape of the artist's imaginative rendition of a thing - of some sort that's been labeled as 'Work.')
Written By Karadoc
April 16, 2018, 2:47 a.m.(7/22/1008 AR)
By blessed Gloria's grandiose glands, I should have remained asleep.
After many attempts to ignore them, I could not neglect them farther. I have been warily eyeing up the well-organized stacks of paperwork that have started to surround me (an administrative ambush, I think) at my desk, all demanding my attention. I tend to them, as needs must, until my eyes grow bleary --
Marcos better get his ass home from the Greens, or whatever wonderful place he whisked off to, because this is starting to feel like /real/ work. I need wine. Please, Scholars, send for wine.
Ugh.
After many attempts to ignore them, I could not neglect them farther. I have been warily eyeing up the well-organized stacks of paperwork that have started to surround me (an administrative ambush, I think) at my desk, all demanding my attention. I tend to them, as needs must, until my eyes grow bleary --
Marcos better get his ass home from the Greens, or whatever wonderful place he whisked off to, because this is starting to feel like /real/ work. I need wine. Please, Scholars, send for wine.
Ugh.
Written By Orathy
April 16, 2018, 1:43 a.m.(7/22/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Aureth
Reckon ya fuckin left yer mark, ya did. It's a gold fuckin star. I still have it. Be proud and die happy knowin ya changed my fuckin world!
Written By Monique
April 16, 2018, 1:16 a.m.(7/22/1008 AR)
Blessed spirits, we've found something! And it's /wonderful/! This bears much further investigation.
Written By Calista
April 16, 2018, 12:48 a.m.(7/22/1008 AR)
One need only stop and smell the roses. Seriously, they are in full bloom at the Fidante garden.
Written By Prisila
April 16, 2018, 12:42 a.m.(7/22/1008 AR)
Have I not destroyed my enemy by making him into my friend...
Written By Alarissa
April 16, 2018, 12:36 a.m.(7/22/1008 AR)
I am a little more tired this time around. I am more careful to ensure that I rest more as needed. I will at least still fit into my armor for the journey to the island and there are some who need to speak with me before I go.
I am still worried about the Marin'Alfar. For Ayllish and Venteri, Rhaine and the others who fought. The lack of a response to messengers left at the embassy are disconcerting.
Blackshore begins. Buildings are going up from the reports that have crossed my desk and I take pride in what unfolds. From ashes ever tainting, there is now life. Admittedly, never were the breath of black touched. But beyond, in fertile fields. She has done such a good job. The Blackshores are thriving.
Everything is thriving. It makes me smile.
I am still worried about the Marin'Alfar. For Ayllish and Venteri, Rhaine and the others who fought. The lack of a response to messengers left at the embassy are disconcerting.
Blackshore begins. Buildings are going up from the reports that have crossed my desk and I take pride in what unfolds. From ashes ever tainting, there is now life. Admittedly, never were the breath of black touched. But beyond, in fertile fields. She has done such a good job. The Blackshores are thriving.
Everything is thriving. It makes me smile.
Written By Petra
April 16, 2018, 12:34 a.m.(7/22/1008 AR)
I am so proud of our people, of the Rivenshari. We stayed true to ourselves but kept our hearts and minds open while we sought a path forward with honesty and peace. It fills me with hope for the future.
To the gentle breezes that guide us, I thank you.
To the gentle breezes that guide us, I thank you.
Written By Calista
April 16, 2018, 12:34 a.m.(7/22/1008 AR)
I recently spent time with the Silent Reflections. Not knowing what to expect, my first visit was rather uneventful. I had this idea that there would be some sort of communication, something that would guide me but the silence was deafening. I was frustrated to say the least.
After some personal reflection I realized I was listening but not hearing. The silence spoke of betrayal and punishment. It lamented about regret and wasted talents. The silence broke my heart into a million pieces and I wanted nothing more than to take that pain away even if those who committed such a crime are deserving of their punishments.
For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. Nothing could be more truer of the Silent Reflections.
After some personal reflection I realized I was listening but not hearing. The silence spoke of betrayal and punishment. It lamented about regret and wasted talents. The silence broke my heart into a million pieces and I wanted nothing more than to take that pain away even if those who committed such a crime are deserving of their punishments.
For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. Nothing could be more truer of the Silent Reflections.
Written By Dante
April 16, 2018, 12:31 a.m.(7/22/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Josephine
I am lucky to have met this woman, this crafter of things Beauty. I fought along side her son, yet he did not make it back. In her I find wisdom and solace, sincerity and skill. I am honored to have done so.
Written By Fianna
April 16, 2018, 12:29 a.m.(7/22/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Vayne
I prefer to just not judge people in the first place. The pain that can hide behind a single smile is tremendous. Everyone deals with things differently, and with a few notable exceptions, its not our place to judge whether they're appropriate or not. But that's just the Northern in me talking! You southern folk do you!
Written By Aureth
April 16, 2018, 12:29 a.m.(7/22/1008 AR)
Have you ever given thought about what mark you will leave on this world when you go? It's been on my mind of late, as I eulogize and sermonize with all the effort I used to put into spinning tales and chicaneries.
What memories do you most hope to be remembered by? What accomplishments do you strive for? What mark would you leave on the world?
If there was something you wanted someone to say about you, when you were no longer here to hear it... what would it be?
Mine has changed much, in recent years. But today has made me think on it a great deal.
What memories do you most hope to be remembered by? What accomplishments do you strive for? What mark would you leave on the world?
If there was something you wanted someone to say about you, when you were no longer here to hear it... what would it be?
Mine has changed much, in recent years. But today has made me think on it a great deal.
Written By Margerie
April 16, 2018, 12:27 a.m.(7/22/1008 AR)
My good friend, Sir Norwood Clement. While I admire your courage, if I need you to stand in front of a blade for me I'll tell you so. Watching you bleed is most unpleasant.
Written By Aureth
April 16, 2018, 12:22 a.m.(7/22/1008 AR)
I spent my whole life inside the walls of Arx, but I have now been to the Oathlands twice; to the White City at Sanctum, twice, although this tour was definitely broader and more ... involved than the last time I went. I didn't keep records with anywhere near the meticulous faithfulness that Orazio did. (The Canticle singing was charming, though. And definitely more fun than praying for 13 hours straight. Which-- gods, a lot of those priests are decades older than I am, how do you even--?)
Incidentally, there are people who are designed by nature to sit a saddle. I am not one of those people.
There are those who have used their ink far more diplomatically than I, and I do think that we managed to reach a lot of people, and the universality of the human soul is, at least, a point on which I can be very consistent.
I'm very tired. I'm pretty sore. And I have never bitten my tongue so hard or so long in my life. I think it's possible I've permanently dented it.
Incidentally, there are people who are designed by nature to sit a saddle. I am not one of those people.
There are those who have used their ink far more diplomatically than I, and I do think that we managed to reach a lot of people, and the universality of the human soul is, at least, a point on which I can be very consistent.
I'm very tired. I'm pretty sore. And I have never bitten my tongue so hard or so long in my life. I think it's possible I've permanently dented it.
Written By Aiden
April 16, 2018, 12:20 a.m.(7/22/1008 AR)
Two strangers will come together to stand by one another, to strive to protect, to provide, and help people those of Gemecitta prosper, as is our duty. House Grayson, and more importantly my parents, and those who have been in my life since coming to Arx two years ago, have given me the tools to ensure that I can give my best to those who deserve it most. That I will be a strong leader that will aid in guiding the future of the people and the lands to a successful and bright future. I will strive to make all those who have put faith in me, who have seen me grow as a man, toward this new road that opens up before me, and to provide as a strong Duke-Consort to the Duchess Rubino.
The future is ours to write.
The future is ours to write.
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