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Written By Donella

Nov. 22, 2016, 4:18 p.m.(3/9/1005 AR)

I am flattered that people bother to read my scribblings. I am doubly flattered they seem to think I am crafty enough to cultivate some torrid love affair behind the scenes.

By all means, though, continue to send pastry! Offer to maim for me! You romantics, you.

Written By Eirene

Nov. 22, 2016, 3:31 p.m.(3/9/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Anze

He tattled on me (and as I said I understood why) but was still annoyed. So as apology he sends me three dead bunnies...

I had jokingly asked if the dead deer he sent us earlier was an apology or a flirtation and he said it was to thank Caly for her hospitality.

Is there a fucking book in the North - The Language of Dead Things? If you send someone a headless beaver it means you want to shag them, if you send them a dead skunk it means you're in a blood feud, if you send them three skinned rabbits does that mean you're hoping they'll cook them for dinner for you? Or that you're sorry for betraying the confidence of a bar-room discussion over whiskey?

To be fair, he -also- gave me whiskey which I always accept as an apology. So. Apology gladly accepted. I'm not cooking him dinner though.

Written By Joscelin

Nov. 22, 2016, 3:25 p.m.(3/9/1005 AR)

Love notes in the form of large dead animals?

I am envious.


Written By Anze

Nov. 22, 2016, 12:23 p.m.(3/9/1005 AR)

F'an spirits, I'm still sore from lugging that f'an deer through the city


Still, it was definitely worth it.


I'm going to have tah one up that now, aren't I?

Written By Alis

Nov. 22, 2016, 10:58 a.m.(3/9/1005 AR)

I have taken a small stone from the Cairn. Just large enough to roll over in my hand, as a fidget. A reminder.

Letting go of one's burdens for an evening was easy; but for longer? Not so much. I sat there in the park for hours, just staring at that half visible image of the etched dragon. Elora, a faithful family servant since long before Sanctum's tragedy, brought me cups of hot cider to keep me warm although I tried to assure her I was fine. She worries like a mother hen over her charges. And All of us living at the manor are definitely her charges. But it is peaceful and quiet here, and that allows me time to think.

How do I do it? How do I move past it? Justice for them feels like a pipe dream, but they deserve that much. And it is the least I can do, for not being there with them. I owe them that, and I will do what it takes to find it for them. And then I can move forward with a clean conscience.

Until then, I suppose the goal of justice will have to do, to lift that particular burden. And after the hours it took to reach that conclusion, it's time to go fluter Elora with a hug and kiss on the cheek for her care.

Written By Juliet

Nov. 22, 2016, 5:39 a.m.(3/8/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Nadia

My only regret when it comes to my relationship with the Duchess Nightgold is that there doesn't seem to be enough hours in the day, or days in the week, or - well, you get the picture. I don't see her enough.

She is kind and generous, both with her time and her gifts. She has what seems like a genuine interest in the women of this city.

And yet, I find myself wanting more.

Is that your secret, Nadia? Always leave them wanting more?

Written By Juliet

Nov. 22, 2016, 5:37 a.m.(3/8/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Dafne

Morbid? I didn't find her so. I found her more alive than most.

Certainly, her perspective is unique, and her compliments come from interesting angles.

But I don't know that I'd call her morbid.

I look forward to reading her stories. I hope I'm in them.

Written By Isolde

Nov. 22, 2016, 12:55 a.m.(3/8/1005 AR)

They don't discriminate between the saint and the sinner, the righteous and the reflection.
They just take, and take, and take.
We continue to live.
We continue to love.
We continue to make our mistakes, find our way, and we press on.
We rise to heights untold, falling through the deepest depths.
And for the strong of us, there will be a reason we survive, and the bounty, the fortune of the future will be ours.
If we work, and we remain patient.
If we remain patient.

Written By Morrighan

Nov. 21, 2016, 9:53 p.m.(3/7/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Eos

He has a really big cat.

Written By Dominique

Nov. 21, 2016, 9:02 p.m.(3/7/1005 AR)

Some times I just wish I wasn't a beast of war. I think my only purpose in life is to die in battle. But unlike my father I will not leave progeny behind to squabble with one another. I really believe I wasn't built to love. I care for our sick and our poor. But there is little left that brings me joy in this life.

Written By Calypso

Nov. 21, 2016, 7:28 p.m.(3/7/1005 AR)

I have been receiving reports coming in from all over the Compact about new cooperative training sessions, open lines of communication and a vigor to help strengthen the bonds that hold this Compact together. And I couldn't possibly be more pleased to hear them.

Three ships from the Dark Water fleet have been sent to Southport to help bolster our naval efforts.

Scouts from the north are passing through the less traversed portions of the territory.

The crimson blades have even been seen lending their hand to the efforts.

The winds of change are surely upon us. If we can keep this trend in unity going I'm starting to think we might have a good chance at fighting back the dark hosts on our horizon.

Written By Fortunato

Nov. 21, 2016, 6:48 p.m.(3/7/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Aldwin

I've lived in Arx's Lower Boroughs all my life, and wandering the other bits of Arx, meeting people, especially Silks, skulking around the edges of parties -- it makes me feel like a dingy, nasty-minded old crow. I appreciate Aldwin. In a way, he's like the path I never took, and his steady, calm, slightly-amused affect is an inspiration if maybe not an . . . aspiration. I'm glad I have a friend like him to keep me rooted. Also, I don't feel old next to him! It's relaxing! (I still feel dingy, nasty-minded, and crowish, though.)

Written By Silas

Nov. 21, 2016, 6:06 p.m.(3/7/1005 AR)

I tested out my rubicund blade on poor Lord Pietro with great success, then recommended he get one himself from Mistress Hana's shop. Now it appears there is a military discount my fellow guardsmen can take advantage of.

I'm tempted to refine it further, but I'm not -quite- rolling in the silver and I have a fairly large woodworking project coming up. It will be a fun, though.

Written By Morrighan

Nov. 21, 2016, 12:42 p.m.(3/6/1005 AR)

Alas, I've done a bad thing. It seems someone is rankled - not all are appreciative of my free way of speaking, it seems. Well, continue your huffing and puffing. Threaten all you like; I'm not worried.

Written By Samantha

Nov. 21, 2016, 12:19 p.m.(3/6/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Abbas

One might imagine that we are two people who could not be more diametrically opposed in air and principle, but I found Prince Abbas surprisingly amenable. It's simply a matter of different avenues toward reaching the same goal. There are always friends you know you will argue with about important things, and I appear to have made one in him. I hope everything he told me about his hopes for Thrax are true, and I will be forever grateful for the gift he gave me, even knowing he had little to gain for it.

Written By Duncan

Nov. 21, 2016, 12:08 p.m.(3/6/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Natalia

It was a pleasure to meet you the other day, Princess. I look forward to further meetings in the future.

Written By Eirene

Nov. 21, 2016, 11:57 a.m.(3/6/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Anze

Like his sister, I enjoy the company of the Redrain 'royalty.' It's a responsibility, not a title. Exactly how nobility is -supposed- to act. He and I had drinks and chatted about the ancient history coming to bite us in the ass and needing to pull together to not get wiped out. Beside, any man who can keep up with me in a drinking contest is worth hanging around.

Written By Eirene

Nov. 21, 2016, 11:50 a.m.(3/6/1005 AR)

Why is it the people I find most enjoyable in company are the ones labeled 'savage' or 'uncivilized.' Being brutally honest, expressing ones self, being combat competent, and dressing however you please is uncivilized?

Yeah. Eff Society.

In other news, I'm working with the Merchants guild to start the stockpiling I'm concerned we're gonna need. So perhaps Society can unscrew itself as long as it gets the job done. Not every nob is a knob and not every merchant is a double-chinned plutocrat.

Written By Max

Nov. 21, 2016, 10:58 a.m.(3/6/1005 AR)

If you wish to hate me?

Do so. I will not stop you.

But do hate me for the right reasons.

Do not hate me because you imagine I am some blackhearted pillager, what lands on the shore and burns down the forest, driving the little forest creatures into a panic before enslaving the towns folk and making thrallls of them, dragging them back to my island lair to toil in my mines and labor in my plantations.

Do not hate me because someone else said something mean or did something mean to someone you like, and so you feel an obligation to hate everything related to that person.

Hate me for me.

Don't worry. I'll give you plenty of good reasons.

Written By Morrighan

Nov. 21, 2016, 9:07 a.m.(3/6/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Anze

I've conversed at length with the newly arrived Prince a couple times, and I can see some notable similarities between Anze and his siblings - yet in other ways he's unlike them. Much like the others, he doesn't appear to mind the fact I speak my mind, or give blunt opinions or insights. I think we'll get along alright.

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