Written By Sabella
April 5, 2018, 1:07 a.m.(6/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Derovai
And I shall treasure it as if it were diamondplate!
Written By Derovai
April 5, 2018, 12:51 a.m.(6/28/1008 AR)
Tribulation or trepidation, Sir Dracone?
Thank you to all who came to the dance contest, especially the participants, as well as our mystery benefactor who sent in a thousand silver for the contest! That first place trophy cost me five hundred silver, Princess Sabella.
At least I escaped with my dignity mostly intact.
Thank you to all who came to the dance contest, especially the participants, as well as our mystery benefactor who sent in a thousand silver for the contest! That first place trophy cost me five hundred silver, Princess Sabella.
At least I escaped with my dignity mostly intact.
Written By Sparte
April 5, 2018, 12:37 a.m.(6/28/1008 AR)
A spoken rhyme storytelling of the Lesson of Grim Eye.
There once was a man who all his life
felt destined for struggle and combat and strife.
A soldier true he learned wield wield blade, bow, and wits...
Then recounted to women the fanciful bits.
Yet for all of his skill he was not immune to misfortune
A grave strike half blinding him and branding him Grim Eye.
The scar we would see only the start of his woes,
as it seeped into everything as soldiering goes.
Grim Eye remained brave, though in fights he soon was out paced.
Where his talent once won now it was by his wits he was saved.
Through challenge and struggles he was never done in,
living long enough to retire and carry his stories with him.
Now Old Grim Eye remains, in a town, on a farm,
with a story for the children if they'll do a task for his yard.
In all of his stories you can hear how he changed,
how that one blinding blow shaped the rest of his days.
His loss is in every struggle, his cunning in every plot,
that let him reach the end of a road where many do not.
Were you to ask Old Grim Eye if he were special
he'd agree without a pause, tell you a story, expect your applause.
But in time you'd see that there is another tale.
That we all suffer loss, that we all at times fail.
Whatever happens leaves a mark. We all carry them, some shared.
When we see that mark clearly we know how to grow beyond what was there.
There once was a man who all his life
felt destined for struggle and combat and strife.
A soldier true he learned wield wield blade, bow, and wits...
Then recounted to women the fanciful bits.
Yet for all of his skill he was not immune to misfortune
A grave strike half blinding him and branding him Grim Eye.
The scar we would see only the start of his woes,
as it seeped into everything as soldiering goes.
Grim Eye remained brave, though in fights he soon was out paced.
Where his talent once won now it was by his wits he was saved.
Through challenge and struggles he was never done in,
living long enough to retire and carry his stories with him.
Now Old Grim Eye remains, in a town, on a farm,
with a story for the children if they'll do a task for his yard.
In all of his stories you can hear how he changed,
how that one blinding blow shaped the rest of his days.
His loss is in every struggle, his cunning in every plot,
that let him reach the end of a road where many do not.
Were you to ask Old Grim Eye if he were special
he'd agree without a pause, tell you a story, expect your applause.
But in time you'd see that there is another tale.
That we all suffer loss, that we all at times fail.
Whatever happens leaves a mark. We all carry them, some shared.
When we see that mark clearly we know how to grow beyond what was there.
Written By Sabella
April 5, 2018, 12:36 a.m.(6/28/1008 AR)
I WON THE DANCE CONTEST!
Though, truly, I lucked into it, so perhaps Master Thayne is rubbing off on me. Master Itzal Culler and Lady Elara Kennex were spectacular throughout the night and it is only because I was ultimately sure I would not win that I was able to relax and move the odds slightly in my favor.
This is likely to be the one and only time I win glory for my House and while it does not compare to the rooms full of Reese's tournament trophies, I am still thrilled about it.
Thank you to everyone that made it such a fun and spectacular night!
Though, truly, I lucked into it, so perhaps Master Thayne is rubbing off on me. Master Itzal Culler and Lady Elara Kennex were spectacular throughout the night and it is only because I was ultimately sure I would not win that I was able to relax and move the odds slightly in my favor.
This is likely to be the one and only time I win glory for my House and while it does not compare to the rooms full of Reese's tournament trophies, I am still thrilled about it.
Thank you to everyone that made it such a fun and spectacular night!
Written By Kenna
April 5, 2018, 12:26 a.m.(6/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Tabitha
Wonderful wonderful WONDERFUL dancing.
And a reunion with cousin Tabitha. I'd forgotten how good her laughter sounds after being away for so long.
What could POSSIBLY make a better night?
And a reunion with cousin Tabitha. I'd forgotten how good her laughter sounds after being away for so long.
What could POSSIBLY make a better night?
Written By Daemon
April 5, 2018, 12:01 a.m.(6/28/1008 AR)
The day one must face the champion of dance herself is a terrifying prospect.
To be faced with that individual as they are also your superior and ally? The stones themselves SHOOK with my TRIBULATION.
Now my bum burns. It burns deeply.
To be faced with that individual as they are also your superior and ally? The stones themselves SHOOK with my TRIBULATION.
Now my bum burns. It burns deeply.
Written By Itzal
April 4, 2018, 11:15 p.m.(6/28/1008 AR)
This dance-off saw the fall of the previous champion, Thena parade, and saw the rise of our new dance champion, Princess Sabella Grayson! Second and third places were awared to myself and Lady Elara Kennex respectively.
What, you thought I'd just play the whole time and not dance?
What, you thought I'd just play the whole time and not dance?
Written By Itzal
April 4, 2018, 11:13 p.m.(6/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Tikva
Oooooooh, I have ideas! Great ideas! It probably won't end with a long list of complaints sent your way. I'm sure you'll gain new friends too!
Written By Jev
April 4, 2018, 11:11 p.m.(6/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Cassius
Hi Jeanene. I liked the duke. Is he nice to you? Say hello for me! He put up a good fight.
Written By Cassius
April 4, 2018, 11:07 p.m.(6/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Jev
*penned by Duke Cassius' loyal servant, Jeanene*
The Good Duke reminds Jev whatever-your-last-name-is that you were ejected from the bar for breaking a glass across the wall, and even then were offered the chance to pay for it. You chose to leave.
You also did win, the Duke is impressed to say. A good showing, and good use of deceit. You'd make a good Lycene.
The Good Duke reminds Jev whatever-your-last-name-is that you were ejected from the bar for breaking a glass across the wall, and even then were offered the chance to pay for it. You chose to leave.
You also did win, the Duke is impressed to say. A good showing, and good use of deceit. You'd make a good Lycene.
Written By Jev
April 4, 2018, 11:03 p.m.(6/28/1008 AR)
I won 15,000 silver in a drinking game. Then the poor sports kicked me out of the bar for winning.
Written By Simone
April 4, 2018, 11:01 p.m.(6/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Aurora
Aurora has such lovely designs. I can hardly wait to see the gown she is creating for me, much less to wear it!
Written By Simone
April 4, 2018, 10:59 p.m.(6/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Ansel
Oh little brother... how I've missed you. It was good to talk to you once more!
Written By Sorrel
April 4, 2018, 10:58 p.m.(6/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Luca
It warms my heart that I get the mustache discount just from being married to the Mustache.
Written By Thena
April 4, 2018, 10:39 p.m.(6/28/1008 AR)
I'm not sure which was more unlikely this time last year, that I'd become the Grandmaster of the Knights of Solace, or that I'd be in a dance-off.
Master Voss and Master Culler managed to raise over 10,000 silver that will be going to the Silver Order's efforts to bolster support for orphanages across Arvum. My thanks to them, and to everyone who participated and/or donated.
Did anyone else know that Sir Daemon's dance moves are insane? Good gods.
Master Voss and Master Culler managed to raise over 10,000 silver that will be going to the Silver Order's efforts to bolster support for orphanages across Arvum. My thanks to them, and to everyone who participated and/or donated.
Did anyone else know that Sir Daemon's dance moves are insane? Good gods.
Written By Cadenza
April 4, 2018, 10:18 p.m.(6/28/1008 AR)
These past few days have been....humbling.
First I was named a member of the newly established Order of the White Lily and it's established by Archduchess Eleyna Velenosa. Words cannot express the feelings I have for being named among some people I admire and look up to. This is emotional and just....wow.
Then...I was named Admiral of the Rose Tempest. The words escape me of how honored I am by my husband's family....people that are now my family as well. Thank you and I will do you proud.
Mom.....I hope I've done you proud. I just wish I had your blade....so I could honor your properly. I will continue to strive to be the daughter you wanted me to be.
First I was named a member of the newly established Order of the White Lily and it's established by Archduchess Eleyna Velenosa. Words cannot express the feelings I have for being named among some people I admire and look up to. This is emotional and just....wow.
Then...I was named Admiral of the Rose Tempest. The words escape me of how honored I am by my husband's family....people that are now my family as well. Thank you and I will do you proud.
Mom.....I hope I've done you proud. I just wish I had your blade....so I could honor your properly. I will continue to strive to be the daughter you wanted me to be.
Written By Barric
April 4, 2018, 9:47 p.m.(6/28/1008 AR)
Now that that's done...
I do hope Luca heals well and true.
Sometimes I wish I could fight my own duels, it feels odd having someone fight for me.
I do hope Luca heals well and true.
Sometimes I wish I could fight my own duels, it feels odd having someone fight for me.
Written By Saoirse
April 4, 2018, 9:06 p.m.(6/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Caith
I am beginning to wonder if perhaps Princess Caith does not like me very much.
Written By Tikva
April 4, 2018, 6:45 p.m.(6/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Itzal
Perhaps I should ask you to pen some of my official correspondence for awhile. It would certainly be more entertaining than doing it myself.
Written By Aiden
April 4, 2018, 3:51 p.m.(6/27/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
You would probably be embarrassed to see such a painting of yourself, but after your blush faded, I'm sure you'd be proud of what this painting represents. I'll try to describe it to you, my friend.
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Eyes the color of a bright sky look out from this
portrait, the gaze seeming to be looking at those
who pass by and measure them. The eyes of a guard,
an admiral, a protective brother and husband.
Baron Estaban Saik is shown upon the fore of the
vessel of his final command, dressed in the colors
of Southport with his Iron Guard insignia at his
belt. His youth and bravery are clear in his stance
and position, that of a leader ready to face down
what danger may come upon him and his crew. A cat
in the style of house Saik's sigil prowls the ship
with blue eyes that echo those of the Baron.
Surrounding the portrait are woven thinly braided
of seasilk, the edges of the sky and the water
having been painted to reflect a similar color
where the silken framing and the painting meet.
Then there's a plaque in the frame. I turn my finger over it and it hovers over the year in which you were taken from us, a year that many thousands died alongside you. It reads:
"In Memory of Baron Estaban Saik, AR 983-1008"
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Beautiful, isn't it...
Thank you Sparte.
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Eyes the color of a bright sky look out from this
portrait, the gaze seeming to be looking at those
who pass by and measure them. The eyes of a guard,
an admiral, a protective brother and husband.
Baron Estaban Saik is shown upon the fore of the
vessel of his final command, dressed in the colors
of Southport with his Iron Guard insignia at his
belt. His youth and bravery are clear in his stance
and position, that of a leader ready to face down
what danger may come upon him and his crew. A cat
in the style of house Saik's sigil prowls the ship
with blue eyes that echo those of the Baron.
Surrounding the portrait are woven thinly braided
of seasilk, the edges of the sky and the water
having been painted to reflect a similar color
where the silken framing and the painting meet.
Then there's a plaque in the frame. I turn my finger over it and it hovers over the year in which you were taken from us, a year that many thousands died alongside you. It reads:
"In Memory of Baron Estaban Saik, AR 983-1008"
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Beautiful, isn't it...
Thank you Sparte.
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