Written By Reese
Dec. 17, 2017, 4:36 a.m.(10/15/1007 AR)
My prize for Audric was a bathtub to keep his all silver in. I hear he has so much silver, it would fill a bathtub and I want to be helpful. Reese
Written By Reese
Dec. 17, 2017, 4:35 a.m.(10/15/1007 AR)
As some know, I was almost died recently in battle. But almost is not actual death and thanks to great care from those like Countess Mia, Lady Olivia, Mistress Valery and Lady Eirene, I am doing well. It did cause me to really look at things. I really got a taste for how dangerous my life style is. I wouldn't take back this fight, even if I had to risk death all over again. Some of the slaver's agents were killed, powerful agents were killed and that is worth the pain. I should write a will. I also thank Prince Luca, Lord Killian, Dame Esoka and Marquis Rymarr who went on the dangerous mission with me. And most of all, Gloria who was with us.
Reese
Reese
Written By Reese
Dec. 17, 2017, 4:31 a.m.(10/15/1007 AR)
The Awards Ceremony went very well. I realize that peace in the Gray Forest is not going to be a lasting thing and yet I still wanted to celebrate our victories over the abyss and how much safer the Forest is. So many have done so much that is hard to even list them all and that is why I held the ceremony and had the monument made. I encourage anyone who wants more details to come see the monument or talk to me. I would be happy to to tell the stories. The stories includes those helped to fund the ceremony and make the prizes, including crafters well and well Lady Belladonna who went out of her way to help make the ceremony a success.
We will go back into the Gray Forest and back to the missions at some point. I have a list of those who want to come and help, but feel free to contact me if one does wish to be on the list.
Reese
We will go back into the Gray Forest and back to the missions at some point. I have a list of those who want to come and help, but feel free to contact me if one does wish to be on the list.
Reese
Written By Kael
Dec. 17, 2017, 2:03 a.m.(10/15/1007 AR)
Many are unaware that I was not raised in Oakhaven.
I grew up in a small village a half day's journey away, with an esteemed governess that served as my guardian. I did not have the name Keaton to put behind Kael, or any name at all other than my first. When questions arose regarding my being an orphan, I was silenced, and I came to look at it as the truth before moving on.
I led a simple life, exploring professions such as smithing (which did not go well), carpentry (which went a great deal better, but was not quite right), and finally ventured to soldiering because I felt as though there was a greater purpose. It was there, in this stage, that I was found and brought to Keaton Keep.
I was made aware of my duty as Count, of Lord of Oakhaven. I was met with family, blood, and I knew this sacred connection for the first time. Ironic, perhaps, because I never thought much of the nobility. I was not negatively inclined, more neutral.
I was ignorant to the burdens that they faced and the true responsibility placed upon their shoulders. Certainly I knew of heroes, but they were more figures of a play, a story, than real individuals. An epic tale rather than the daily pursuit of betterment for "common" man.
It is a peculiar thing to be here within Arx, with so many of the upper nobility walking the streets and these key figures in stories standing before you. Some of them disappoint and some are far greater than I could ever imagine due to their humility, their humanity.
There is the question of my place amongst those here. I am all at once humble and proud of where, of who, I am. I am Kael Keaton, Count of Oakhaven, pledged to govern and protect those that I grew up around, those same ones now relying on me to succeed. I am a father, a husband, a friend, a vassal, and even an enemy. I know who I am.
I grew up in a small village a half day's journey away, with an esteemed governess that served as my guardian. I did not have the name Keaton to put behind Kael, or any name at all other than my first. When questions arose regarding my being an orphan, I was silenced, and I came to look at it as the truth before moving on.
I led a simple life, exploring professions such as smithing (which did not go well), carpentry (which went a great deal better, but was not quite right), and finally ventured to soldiering because I felt as though there was a greater purpose. It was there, in this stage, that I was found and brought to Keaton Keep.
I was made aware of my duty as Count, of Lord of Oakhaven. I was met with family, blood, and I knew this sacred connection for the first time. Ironic, perhaps, because I never thought much of the nobility. I was not negatively inclined, more neutral.
I was ignorant to the burdens that they faced and the true responsibility placed upon their shoulders. Certainly I knew of heroes, but they were more figures of a play, a story, than real individuals. An epic tale rather than the daily pursuit of betterment for "common" man.
It is a peculiar thing to be here within Arx, with so many of the upper nobility walking the streets and these key figures in stories standing before you. Some of them disappoint and some are far greater than I could ever imagine due to their humility, their humanity.
There is the question of my place amongst those here. I am all at once humble and proud of where, of who, I am. I am Kael Keaton, Count of Oakhaven, pledged to govern and protect those that I grew up around, those same ones now relying on me to succeed. I am a father, a husband, a friend, a vassal, and even an enemy. I know who I am.
Written By Luis
Dec. 17, 2017, 1:06 a.m.(10/14/1007 AR)
My cousins, the twins have arrived, and while I realize they have been here for a while, I am excited to note that I have finally had the opportunity to speak with them again! They are here and they have already found all sorts of trouble to get themselves into. I do hope that the one whom has become a Princess does find what she is seeking and as for the other, I have yet to hear her sing since she's been home. I do hope to rectify this lack, very soon.
Written By Luis
Dec. 17, 2017, 1:04 a.m.(10/14/1007 AR)
Again the nights spin on in Arx and I find myself more amused rather than not as of late. There are things afoot, dangerous things, things that must be distinguished and dissected and examined to the point of revelation prior to the climax of the great flux that tugs against all of our lives. For now, I do hope that those whom seek to disrupt the functionality of the various aspects within our great city would instead put aside their boredom and frivolous activities, lest they be trampled underfoot by those whom have far more important and vital things to accomplish.
Written By Tila
Dec. 17, 2017, 12:33 a.m.(10/14/1007 AR)
And so, despite the best attempts of the northern roads, I've arrived in Arx. It has been too long. The ins and outs of managing Giant's Reach have kept me far from the grandeur of this fair city in the last several years. Has it changed much, I ask myself, since I learned the arts of court and law here as a mere girl?
I arrive to gossip and scandal and all manner of bad decisions being played out in the public square. So, it seems, the more things change, the more they stay the same.
I'm not sure if I've missed this or not, but it shouldn't be dull.
I arrive to gossip and scandal and all manner of bad decisions being played out in the public square. So, it seems, the more things change, the more they stay the same.
I'm not sure if I've missed this or not, but it shouldn't be dull.
Written By Margot
Dec. 17, 2017, 12:21 a.m.(10/14/1007 AR)
The future duchess of Tyde is a woman. The future High Lord of Thrax is a woman.
I admit the future has surpassed my imagination.
I admit the future has surpassed my imagination.
Written By Sameera
Dec. 17, 2017, 12:19 a.m.(10/14/1007 AR)
spawning sounds like a pain in the ass. I'm pretty damned lucky I don't have to spawn. Of course, if I had too, I'd just make Torstein do all the parenting. Families are difficult.
Written By Cristoph
Dec. 16, 2017, 11:41 p.m.(10/14/1007 AR)
I've had a busy couple of days and I feel as if I missed several birth announcements and at least one about a betrothal, I think. Well. Congratulations to each and every one of you.
Written By Lucita
Dec. 16, 2017, 10:28 p.m.(10/14/1007 AR)
Ow. Spars hurt. They hurt even more so when it is a cousin who administers a trouncing so skillfully. Best I can say is I was able to dodge and parry her blows long enough that she started to tire and even scratched her a time or two with the tip of the dagger. Maybe next time I will fare better against Princess Astraea.
Written By Mae
Dec. 16, 2017, 10:03 p.m.(10/14/1007 AR)
I return to Arx to find that Astrid is not the only noble baby being born. What a happy time!
Me and Lady Lethe delivered Astrid and blessed her in the name of Death, that she'll grow up knowing the wonderful things she's been given, and knowing that her life is hers to make.
I've wrote to Countess Melinda and Count Artorius, to see if they might allow a blessing in the name of the Mother of Beginnings. I've also wrote Prince Edain and Princess Caelis about the same.
I also want to remind anyone reading this that the Harlequins are here to help! Most of us are trained as midwives, and we know blessings to speak at birth. And if you're in Arx, the Archlector himself would surely enjoy coming to bless a newborn.
Me and Lady Lethe delivered Astrid and blessed her in the name of Death, that she'll grow up knowing the wonderful things she's been given, and knowing that her life is hers to make.
I've wrote to Countess Melinda and Count Artorius, to see if they might allow a blessing in the name of the Mother of Beginnings. I've also wrote Prince Edain and Princess Caelis about the same.
I also want to remind anyone reading this that the Harlequins are here to help! Most of us are trained as midwives, and we know blessings to speak at birth. And if you're in Arx, the Archlector himself would surely enjoy coming to bless a newborn.
Written By Isidora
Dec. 16, 2017, 9:37 p.m.(10/14/1007 AR)
I feel I am taking more to pen lately than I have in a lifetime. It has been interesting to observe today. We are fighting so many different things that are beyond us and perhaps they outmatch us. Our strength is in our unity, not our pride or defining the right and wrong of it. I am not a warrior. I am a healer and I cannot help but want to fix something when I see it broken or the path to disrepair. I have been caught up in my own pride a time or two, we are knights but that does not mean we do not stumble. I believe a true leader knows when to bow their head. This can be in prayer or in submission to apology. It is greater by far a person that meets anger with compassion and hatred with love. It is easy for all of us to fall to vengeance and feel justification in our anger and outrage. I fear, and perhaps I fear wrongly, but I fear that each time we do. Each time we do not take a breath and let the calm exist, we allow a point for the other team. I do not mean the other noble that we are arguing with nor the team that aligns with economic typing. I mean the factions that seek to end that which we are holding true to. In a year, a moment of hurt pride will not be anything but a blink of existence that we endured. We may not even remember it. However, if we set alight a bridge to one of those that can cause a uniting front, we send up the banners of war. We give a light fire to our enemies that wish to see our public battles ruin the standings of all. We must fight our fights with compassion and apology, with understanding and error. We should not be too proud to admit when we are wrong and to offer apology and understanding for it.
Forgive me as I ramble, it is just heavy upon my heart and mind today.
Forgive me as I ramble, it is just heavy upon my heart and mind today.
Written By Quenia
Dec. 16, 2017, 7:37 p.m.(10/14/1007 AR)
I decided to attend the Velenosa Open Court today; it was a rather impromptu meeting. There was a servant that passed by a strangely dark corner who seemed suddenly frightened. I did not dare approach the corner, for I wasn't certain what to expect - as the darkness there was unnatural. I tried to approach the servant to ask if everything was alright, as others were also reacting to this corner as she did, and she spoke a few things aloud about wondering how someone could even be there, or how he could even be there again. She then realized she was answering me and would not say anything further. She left the audience hall, and I was not about to chase her through the High Lady's home. The open court session closed very soon after. I left feeling very unsettled about the whole experience, and also feeling as though I should perhaps be preparing myself more for things to come.
Written By Reigna
Dec. 16, 2017, 5:54 p.m.(10/14/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Fairen
Why *no* Marquis Fairen Leary you do *not* get to shame me for something written in my white journals. It is my god bestowed duty to document my life and if you do not like what I write, then by all means, do not have the scribes bring you my whites. You do not get to say that I disgraced my house, my liege or anyone else. You do not get, once again, to reprimand me, talk down to me, attempt to shame me and then turn around and offer to *allow* this to be overlooked. You do not have that power over me and I have no desire to "accept" your forgiveness.
Written By Isidora
Dec. 16, 2017, 5:11 p.m.(10/14/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Edain
His Grace is not just the High Lord of Sanctum, the leader of Oathlanders. He is my cousin and I love him desperately for that. I loved him without the title of High Lord and I love him with it. I am not always on the correct side of how I ought to act, but he shows me daily how to act with love and compassion. To see him today, is to be reminded of the man he is. I am proud that he is a Valardin and proud to follow him no matter where he may send me in travel, in need or in marriage. It is not a blind faith, but one that is renewed with every decision that I am able to witness.
Written By Edward
Dec. 16, 2017, 5:07 p.m.(10/14/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Astraea
Encountering you was unexpected but not unpleasantly so. Welcome to Arx.
Written By Mia
Dec. 16, 2017, 4:42 p.m.(10/14/1007 AR)
...I think I'll be having pie for breakfast tomorrow.
You see, once -- almost a year ago -- Marquis Rymarr Deepwood advised me that pie was quite good for boosting morale. We were deep in the Gray Forest, then, in the dead of winter, and I'd just taken my first battle wound. (It was an ugly thing, that, and I am not fond of the scar.)
He had brought the pies with us to serve, heated, on one of our coldest and hardest days. He told me that it would liven up his soldier's hard and dreary day, at least a little. He was right, and it warmed up mine, too.
I've since taken to eating it for breakfast. Not every day, mind you, but on the morning after an awful day -- because then even if everything proves to be as dreadful as the day before, it's still a little bit better than it otherwise would have been. At least one good thing has happened, however small it may be. My children may be misbehaving, my husband may be in a foul mood, my work may have turned to disaster, my county may be beset by a crisis, and the world may be ending -- again. But at least for a few short moments that morning, I was able to enjoy something sweet and pleasant and be pleased with how my day was going so far.
You see, once -- almost a year ago -- Marquis Rymarr Deepwood advised me that pie was quite good for boosting morale. We were deep in the Gray Forest, then, in the dead of winter, and I'd just taken my first battle wound. (It was an ugly thing, that, and I am not fond of the scar.)
He had brought the pies with us to serve, heated, on one of our coldest and hardest days. He told me that it would liven up his soldier's hard and dreary day, at least a little. He was right, and it warmed up mine, too.
I've since taken to eating it for breakfast. Not every day, mind you, but on the morning after an awful day -- because then even if everything proves to be as dreadful as the day before, it's still a little bit better than it otherwise would have been. At least one good thing has happened, however small it may be. My children may be misbehaving, my husband may be in a foul mood, my work may have turned to disaster, my county may be beset by a crisis, and the world may be ending -- again. But at least for a few short moments that morning, I was able to enjoy something sweet and pleasant and be pleased with how my day was going so far.
Written By Amarantha
Dec. 16, 2017, 4:12 p.m.(10/14/1007 AR)
I feel terribly uninformed on the state of Arx. If anyone can enlighten me on the matters of our lovely, always in some sort of turmoil city--please contact me. I promise a night of good food and liquor in exchange.
Perhaps even a song.
Perhaps even a song.
Written By Logan
Dec. 16, 2017, 4:11 p.m.(10/14/1007 AR)
It is his right as duke to do as such but I have done none of those things. I served to this day House Halfshav. I served the will of my voices even when I disagreed, and any command from Vercyn was mine to follow. There is no instance in which I moved against my house, spoke ill of my house. I love my house. Now, that I had some harsh words with a 2nd cousin, sorry, I ain't no politician. Never the less, anyone reading this and looking for a good accountant... Well.
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