Written By Joscelin
Feb. 24, 2018, 2:31 p.m.(4/3/1008 AR)
It's all fun and games until someone takes it in the ear.
Written By Alban
Feb. 24, 2018, 2:30 p.m.(4/3/1008 AR)
Why is it that when everything seems to be moving forwards, suddenly it all falls off the rails? There is a law I am told, that the worst thing that can happen, most likely will happen. A good thing to plan for when it comes to War, better to be overprepared than underprepared. Not so useful when it comes to family...
Written By Brogan
Feb. 24, 2018, 1:47 p.m.(4/3/1008 AR)
The rumors that fly 'round this damn city always suprises me. Some days I wake up, hearing something, and the first thing that pops into my head is, "Damn, I need another drink." Then I realize I should probably get out of bed before I think about drinking again.
Do I care for 'lot of people? Spirits yes. I've seen too many that I love and care for die, and not being able to do much about it. Do I build friendships easy, and show 'bit of affection for those I care for you? Damn right, life is too short to be bottled up and not giving as much as you can to the people in your life. Am I rolling in the furs with every beautiful lass that happens to have a drink with me? Hah, not at all, I'm a bit tougher to get in the sack than that.
I've got a big heart, aye, but it ain't the type to float from one flower to the next. My life is what it is, and I ain't ashamed of it, and I'm damn sure not apologizin' for it. The one that's captured my heart knows it, and that's all there's going to be 'bout it. Plenty of love from the big Northern Savage to be sure, but only one place where the Heart lives.
Do I care for 'lot of people? Spirits yes. I've seen too many that I love and care for die, and not being able to do much about it. Do I build friendships easy, and show 'bit of affection for those I care for you? Damn right, life is too short to be bottled up and not giving as much as you can to the people in your life. Am I rolling in the furs with every beautiful lass that happens to have a drink with me? Hah, not at all, I'm a bit tougher to get in the sack than that.
I've got a big heart, aye, but it ain't the type to float from one flower to the next. My life is what it is, and I ain't ashamed of it, and I'm damn sure not apologizin' for it. The one that's captured my heart knows it, and that's all there's going to be 'bout it. Plenty of love from the big Northern Savage to be sure, but only one place where the Heart lives.
Written By Cambria
Feb. 24, 2018, 1:12 p.m.(4/3/1008 AR)
Seldom do people think things through foolishly. More often, they do not bother to think things through at all, so that even those we recognize as highly intelligent can reach untenable conclusions because their knowledge means little if it is not deployed and applied.
Written By Tikva
Feb. 24, 2018, 11:59 a.m.(4/3/1008 AR)
Foot rubs are pretty good, but honestly there are very few areas of my body that I have not imperiously ordered Prince Ainsley to rub for me over the past few months.
This is because I am sore literally all of the time.
I will not spend my entire entry in the Whites bemoaning my lot as a mother, however, for awhile my patient husband and his loving hands have been a solace to my aches, I must write more seriously, more fiercely, for a moment.
27 years ago today, my mother was already in labor. In secret, in seclusion, hiding. Desperate that no one would find out that she had dishonored her oaths before Limerance and all the gods. And I sit here, honoring my oaths before Limerance and all the gods, and I feel that I have finally surpassed the shadow of what she has done. The shadow of what was left behind.
I am Tikva Laveer, and I am Tikva Riven, and I am Tikva Grayson.
And I am proud of who I am, and who I was born to be.
No matter whose bastard I was.
This is because I am sore literally all of the time.
I will not spend my entire entry in the Whites bemoaning my lot as a mother, however, for awhile my patient husband and his loving hands have been a solace to my aches, I must write more seriously, more fiercely, for a moment.
27 years ago today, my mother was already in labor. In secret, in seclusion, hiding. Desperate that no one would find out that she had dishonored her oaths before Limerance and all the gods. And I sit here, honoring my oaths before Limerance and all the gods, and I feel that I have finally surpassed the shadow of what she has done. The shadow of what was left behind.
I am Tikva Laveer, and I am Tikva Riven, and I am Tikva Grayson.
And I am proud of who I am, and who I was born to be.
No matter whose bastard I was.
Written By Lucita
Feb. 24, 2018, 10:57 a.m.(4/3/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Silas
So savvy to have patrons of the tea shop be randomly have names drawn and given a gift! I'm enjoying the book sent me. Thank you Baron Silas.
Written By Lucita
Feb. 24, 2018, 10:49 a.m.(4/3/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
Hmmm, will have to show you Prince Ainsley's journal entry. Foot rubs. Something to look forward to later, maybe.
Written By Magpie
Feb. 24, 2018, 10:48 a.m.(4/3/1008 AR)
It's been a while since I wrote some moving poetry for the whites, and for the sake of rhyming I'm going to be referring to myself with the royal 'we'. It also fits if you make it to the end of the poem.
Here we go:
There's a man whose name rhymes with rictus,
And we have to admit, he tricked us;
We went to a meet,
Of plans for the fleet;
And that's when things all went awry.
At the planning there was lots of talk,
A great many nobles did balk!
The High Lord brought change;
Spoke of tactics and range,
But that's not what we're here to decry.
It was at the end of the show,
When all were preparing to go.
He bade one more question,
fore he ended the session;
Was there any last business to be had?
We stepped forward to speak on behalf;
Of the merchants and cogs in the path.
How to stay away from,
The battle to come,
And what followed made us very sad.
The admiral did not even ask,
before he laid upon us a task;
The responsibility,
of supply-runs at sea,
Are now a mess we have to cope.
And so...
As the new commander did stare on in woe,
Beside him was uttered, "Oh no."
Magpie's loyal right hand,
True friend of sea and land;
Master Assistant, Mayir Grayhope.
Here we go:
There's a man whose name rhymes with rictus,
And we have to admit, he tricked us;
We went to a meet,
Of plans for the fleet;
And that's when things all went awry.
At the planning there was lots of talk,
A great many nobles did balk!
The High Lord brought change;
Spoke of tactics and range,
But that's not what we're here to decry.
It was at the end of the show,
When all were preparing to go.
He bade one more question,
fore he ended the session;
Was there any last business to be had?
We stepped forward to speak on behalf;
Of the merchants and cogs in the path.
How to stay away from,
The battle to come,
And what followed made us very sad.
The admiral did not even ask,
before he laid upon us a task;
The responsibility,
of supply-runs at sea,
Are now a mess we have to cope.
And so...
As the new commander did stare on in woe,
Beside him was uttered, "Oh no."
Magpie's loyal right hand,
True friend of sea and land;
Master Assistant, Mayir Grayhope.
Written By Jacque
Feb. 24, 2018, 7:50 a.m.(4/3/1008 AR)
In the coming weeks I'll try to work on learning more about subjects of governance and leadership more so than war or even other typical scholarly things. I suppose it would befit a Prince to actually know what he's doing when it comes to helping the people; not just from a ground-up level.
Written By Kenna
Feb. 24, 2018, 5:29 a.m.(4/2/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Silas
Clearly, I need to know more dearest Cousin.
Written By Silas
Feb. 24, 2018, 4:17 a.m.(4/2/1008 AR)
I think "creepy oleaginous obsequiousness" is now my favorite insult.
Written By Cambria
Feb. 24, 2018, 12:16 a.m.(4/2/1008 AR)
It is hard to imagine a more stupid or more dangerous way of making decisions than by putting decisions in the hands of people who pay no price for being wrong.
Written By Monique
Feb. 23, 2018, 10:56 p.m.(4/2/1008 AR)
The Gilded Page will open some time in the next week, and I couldn't be more thrilled. I'd hoped to find a few more local authors to showcase their writing, but I think that will come in time. The library is stocked, and the knowledge is ready to be shared.
Written By Silas
Feb. 23, 2018, 10:17 p.m.(4/2/1008 AR)
I think I'll write a flower or fauna book next. Not about the boring, mundane plantlife, mind you, but the colorful eccentric kinds which may be capable of killing you!
The fun plants.
The fun plants.
Written By Ainsley
Feb. 23, 2018, 10:14 p.m.(4/2/1008 AR)
I've tried this meditation thing. Someone told me "think on one word" and "focus on that word". And then told me that "sword" is probably not a good word to focus on. But water and sand seems so boring.
Written By Ainsley
Feb. 23, 2018, 10:13 p.m.(4/2/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Aiden
We may have had out fights, and our arguments, but I know that my brother is always there to remind me when it is time to rest. To put down my blades, and my training tools, and take a breath.
Written By Ainsley
Feb. 23, 2018, 10:02 p.m.(4/2/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Tikva
The other day my wife told me that she had peed thirteen times, and that she wasn't going to again because of it being that auspicious number. When I tried to reason with her well... Scholar, let me tell you. It is not a good idea to argue with a pregnant woman about relieving herself. That being said, foot rubs are a great way to get back into your wife's good graces, I've come to learn.
Written By Joscelin
Feb. 23, 2018, 8:26 p.m.(4/2/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Ida
Oh Ida, you make me smile! No discouragement necessary. The kindness of strangers and new friends is all it was, over drinks in a playful atmosphere. That people care so much to repel loneliness from the lives of them they've just met says much about them.
You and I, by the way, need to have dinner soon.
You and I, by the way, need to have dinner soon.
Written By Giulio
Feb. 23, 2018, 7:55 p.m.(4/2/1008 AR)
As we prepare in these trying times, it is important to understand our fidelities to our brothers and sisters. Our greatest virtues are found in our acts of unity -- not unwaveringly, but, in the frailties of those bonds.
That we can be both fervent in our disagreements and, be willing to set such things aside when time might come allows us to take the best of each other.
We must pray, though, not to fall eagerly to malice, where none is intended.
And we must remember, that even virtuous natures may become less so when, in their expression, they become matters of excess.
That we can be both fervent in our disagreements and, be willing to set such things aside when time might come allows us to take the best of each other.
We must pray, though, not to fall eagerly to malice, where none is intended.
And we must remember, that even virtuous natures may become less so when, in their expression, they become matters of excess.
Written By Ida
Feb. 23, 2018, 7:01 p.m.(4/2/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Joscelin
I promise never to attempt to find you a 'suitable mate' ever. Besides, as far as best platonic wives go, you can hardly do better than me! Ha! But, truly, let me know if I need to quietly discourage anyone in particular dearest friend. I'll be gentle about it.
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