Written By Harlan
April 1, 2018, 1:44 a.m.(6/20/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Caith
Spicy. Sass.
Written By Dominique
April 1, 2018, 1:39 a.m.(6/20/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Jeffeth
If it helps, I think you are a friendly giant.
Written By Samantha
April 1, 2018, 1:33 a.m.(6/20/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
Is it unseemly, or unfashionable, to be madly in love with one's spouse?
I suppose I shall have to be both unseemly and unfashionable.
I suppose I shall have to be both unseemly and unfashionable.
Written By Turo
April 1, 2018, 1:26 a.m.(6/20/1008 AR)
People seem to believe that war is when a commander is busiest. After all, that's when the fighting is.
Those people are wrong, of course. In war, your days fall into a routine, and everyone looks to their duties as part of that routine; men tend their weapons, meals are served whose menus you don't plan yourself, and battles are fought.
The busiest times are immediately before and after war. Moving people, materiel, and supplies is no simple matter, not to mention the interminable reports.
And then there's speaking with the families of men and women lost under your command...
No, war is relatively simple compared to all that
Those people are wrong, of course. In war, your days fall into a routine, and everyone looks to their duties as part of that routine; men tend their weapons, meals are served whose menus you don't plan yourself, and battles are fought.
The busiest times are immediately before and after war. Moving people, materiel, and supplies is no simple matter, not to mention the interminable reports.
And then there's speaking with the families of men and women lost under your command...
No, war is relatively simple compared to all that
Written By Jeffeth
April 1, 2018, 1:08 a.m.(6/20/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Reyna
People think I'm awkward?
Written By Belladonna
April 1, 2018, 12:31 a.m.(6/20/1008 AR)
Well. I suppose its not truly a party until -someone- ends up in the pool.
On an unrelated note: My deepest apologies go out to Marquessa Cambria Mazetti for our pool being in the way of her feet.
On an unrelated note: My deepest apologies go out to Marquessa Cambria Mazetti for our pool being in the way of her feet.
Written By Amarantha
April 1, 2018, 12:12 a.m.(6/20/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Astraea
One. I hate animals and any form of affection.
Two. Fur babies is a word that I can live without seeing again in my entire lifetime.
Three. I am flattered that you so often pretend to be me, sister. But really, you need to work harder on being sullen and unfriendly.
Honestly, it amazes me that Echo still mixes us up! I'm a whole 3 seconds older than you. Or younger? I forget.
Two. Fur babies is a word that I can live without seeing again in my entire lifetime.
Three. I am flattered that you so often pretend to be me, sister. But really, you need to work harder on being sullen and unfriendly.
Honestly, it amazes me that Echo still mixes us up! I'm a whole 3 seconds older than you. Or younger? I forget.
Written By Catalana
April 1, 2018, 12:06 a.m.(6/20/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Marian
I would really appreciate that. I think I'll be reaching out to you really soon....really soon. I don't know how much longer my back can take it.
Written By Reyna
March 31, 2018, 8:51 p.m.(6/20/1008 AR)
Well. This was awful. Jayeth has been slowly, so incredibly slowly, showing me how to work the forge and hone metal into something useful (I tell him often, metal is perfectly useful when used as an object to hurl at others, but alas, apparently that is not useful enough). I made my first dagger and it, well. It really is the ugliest thing one could imagine. Horrid. The fact I managed to make it somewhat resemble a dagger is a miracle, though it looks more like a flattened broad leaf with a really, really ..stupid looking handle. A ladle would be more dangerous in the hands of an individual. But Jayeth was profound in his praise, encouraging me to further experiment in the back of his ship, certain I would be able to one day craft such deadly weapons that they could 'nick the hands of the gods and draw a single drop of blood'. Really? Wow. A single drop. Superb.
This can't be my calling. I am just ..the worst at it. If it is ..I beg forgiveness of Jayus, because I am doing you so very wrong.
This can't be my calling. I am just ..the worst at it. If it is ..I beg forgiveness of Jayus, because I am doing you so very wrong.
Written By Maeve
March 31, 2018, 8:49 p.m.(6/20/1008 AR)
It seems the world does not stop just because it seemed to have paused for me. Things go on around me at such a tremendous pace that I cannot keep up! It is ok. I realize I don't have to keep up, just as long as the end purpose is done. Though, I learned to not to get too excited about thinking things aren't happening just because I didn't see it. The world simply does not wait for one person.
Written By Reyna
March 31, 2018, 8:45 p.m.(6/20/1008 AR)
The fact that I can write this is a very small minor miracle, for I was soundly beaten on the training sands just yesterday in the most thorough manner. It started with me teasingly challenging Sir Bayweather, whom I had only just met when he came into Jayeths shop, to a bit of polishing of armor. I was being a complete and utter ass, mainly because he was so incredibly intimidating, so I tried to do what I always do, and humor my way out of feeling such. The challenge of polishing led to an additional challenge on the training sands. He helped me with my duties at Jayeths smithie and shop, as I had promised my friend I would stay until closing and assist with cleaning the display items, and then off to the sands we went.
To put it mildly I was completely and utterly destroyed. I found myself on my back, staring up at the training centers skies, or ceiling, I couldn't tell you which it had in the moment I was so dazed. I could not feel my body. Or rather, all I could feel was the incredible deep ache of bruises through multiple levels of flesh and bone in my body. I barely recall the events that transpired immediately otherwise, finding myself soon after (or perhaps hours after, who knows in my state at the time), in a tavern booth, with Sir Bayweather himself providing libations to ease the sound trouncing he gave me.
He is, in a word, not the man I thought. Yes, very strong and huge, but with a sense of humor that is endearing, and he can carry a conversation. Awkward at times, but fully aware of his own awkwardness.
I think I will take him up on his offer to help train me. I am woefully under-skilled, despite what my ego may thinks, and I would like to be able to hold my own against him one day.
I will make you wear that Princess moniker, Sir Bayweather! One day. Very ..very ..far in the future.
To put it mildly I was completely and utterly destroyed. I found myself on my back, staring up at the training centers skies, or ceiling, I couldn't tell you which it had in the moment I was so dazed. I could not feel my body. Or rather, all I could feel was the incredible deep ache of bruises through multiple levels of flesh and bone in my body. I barely recall the events that transpired immediately otherwise, finding myself soon after (or perhaps hours after, who knows in my state at the time), in a tavern booth, with Sir Bayweather himself providing libations to ease the sound trouncing he gave me.
He is, in a word, not the man I thought. Yes, very strong and huge, but with a sense of humor that is endearing, and he can carry a conversation. Awkward at times, but fully aware of his own awkwardness.
I think I will take him up on his offer to help train me. I am woefully under-skilled, despite what my ego may thinks, and I would like to be able to hold my own against him one day.
I will make you wear that Princess moniker, Sir Bayweather! One day. Very ..very ..far in the future.
Written By Maeve
March 31, 2018, 8:45 p.m.(6/20/1008 AR)
The world moves so fast! I had been laid up for a short time after giving birth to little Dahlia. I was truly apprehensive about having a child. Thrond had convinced me that I would be a good mother and I agreed to it. Motherhood truy terrified me, but now that Dahlia is here, I can't imagine life without her! Children are not a burden. They are an enhancement to life!
Written By Astraea
March 31, 2018, 7:31 p.m.(6/20/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Amarantha
I went to the Archives today and tried to get the Scholars to give me your White Journal so I could write some things you'd never write. Like how much you love little fur babies and when people give you hugs but they weren't having it. How do they know? It's a question I ask myself for the fifth time now. Yes, I did try when we were younger.
You started this! Yet still....how do they know? I even did that little thing you do with your eyes and the smirk and still. No dice as they say in the Lowers. What gives?
You started this! Yet still....how do they know? I even did that little thing you do with your eyes and the smirk and still. No dice as they say in the Lowers. What gives?
Written By Violet
March 31, 2018, 7:15 p.m.(6/20/1008 AR)
I have been wanting to get an animal companion, well trained, for awhile now. My father had a hunting hound and I have fond memories of watching that dog go to work. Now that I have the go ahead I am excited to put together a kennel for the Crimson Blades and get troops apt to animals trained. This will be an enjoyable expansion on my skills and it will only benefit the Blades in the future.
Written By Belladonna
March 31, 2018, 7:09 p.m.(6/20/1008 AR)
I must admit to being tickled pink about all this publicity and hype being built up around the attendance of my cousin's Spring Ball. Juliana will be so pleased with the turn out.
I must endeavor to learn Prince Barric's social calendar to ensure he has suitable attire for all his social events! To any siblings, cousins, or friends of his that wish to join in this endeavor to ensure excellent PR for all of his future attendances, please contact me. I can promise complete anonymity and excellent compensation.
I must endeavor to learn Prince Barric's social calendar to ensure he has suitable attire for all his social events! To any siblings, cousins, or friends of his that wish to join in this endeavor to ensure excellent PR for all of his future attendances, please contact me. I can promise complete anonymity and excellent compensation.
Written By Victus
March 31, 2018, 6:39 p.m.(6/20/1008 AR)
17.
17 new cuts since I pulled that ratty cat out of the box. I'm told the sailor who found her on Setarco's beaches got it much, much worse though.
Welcome home, Lilybelle.
17 new cuts since I pulled that ratty cat out of the box. I'm told the sailor who found her on Setarco's beaches got it much, much worse though.
Welcome home, Lilybelle.
Written By Alarissa
March 31, 2018, 6:26 p.m.(6/20/1008 AR)
Gods, that poor cat.
I hated her. The look on Victus' face when the demon cat arrived back in Arx though. Just a large crate and told that they think it's his. And inside is.... Lilybelle. She showed up on the beach in Setarco looking... well. There are parts of her somewhere. I can't hate her now. Even if she's ten times more cruel. I just look at her and I feel nothing but pity. She's lost an eye, a tail and parts of her are... no fur at all.
How in the gods name did it live?
I hated her. The look on Victus' face when the demon cat arrived back in Arx though. Just a large crate and told that they think it's his. And inside is.... Lilybelle. She showed up on the beach in Setarco looking... well. There are parts of her somewhere. I can't hate her now. Even if she's ten times more cruel. I just look at her and I feel nothing but pity. She's lost an eye, a tail and parts of her are... no fur at all.
How in the gods name did it live?
Written By Luca
March 31, 2018, 6:24 p.m.(6/20/1008 AR)
I feel like I've been sparring for two days straight. I almost have been. I'm really going to lose some of my reputation as a lazy lout if I keep it up. Or accidentally improve. Sometimes I forget the downfalls of appearing in public. Now I'm starting to remember again. The good news is, Ainsley smashed my face up nicely with that headbutt, so who can really fault me for stretching out tonight and just relaxing, when I've been scheduled to be at places.
Always take a good excuse to live the cat's life.
Always take a good excuse to live the cat's life.
Written By Dominique
March 31, 2018, 6:18 p.m.(6/20/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Barric
You would have invited more than one? Oh goodness!
Either way, do not worry too much about the outfit. I think in the end it will either live up to its hype because of the whites or people will shrug and yawn.
Either way, do not worry too much about the outfit. I think in the end it will either live up to its hype because of the whites or people will shrug and yawn.
Written By Cassius
March 31, 2018, 6:09 p.m.(6/20/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Barric
Saying silly things one can use around a Pravus? Never a good idea.
Also, please try not to get challenged to a duel in our House. And if you do? Make it a good one. Best of luck on your other, standing ones, may the Gods favor the truth of them.
Also, please try not to get challenged to a duel in our House. And if you do? Make it a good one. Best of luck on your other, standing ones, may the Gods favor the truth of them.
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