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Written By Thena

Nov. 14, 2017, 10:21 a.m.(8/2/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Sophie

Shh, you're going to ruin my carefully cultivated reputation for being kind of an asshole.

(But thank you for your kind words)

Written By Orazio

Nov. 14, 2017, 5:50 a.m.(8/1/1007 AR)

It is wonderful to see a dream come to fruition.

Not easily, no. When I first approached the Velenosa regarding the partnership to create a ship like none seen before, a ship capable of matching the rumored vessels of Cardia, and to convey people safely (or at least successfully) to landmasses beyond the sea, it seemed a daunting task. Nigh impossible, even. I stand in admiration for the skill of the shipwrights who came together to design and build this vessel, and give thanks to Jayus for their skill, creativity, and dedication to their craft. It was not an easy journey to get from a wistful dream to the ship that now sits in the port of Arx.

It took trial, error, and significant resources to create this vessel together, with the intent to allow our people to expand their knowledge and wisdom, as Vellichor wills, and the sail Mangata's waters in reverence and with Gloria's courage. This vessel, as per our arrangement with Velenosa, will be available to be used for Faith activities when desired, and I hope that in doing so, we can sponsor a new era of exploration and travel among those who are devout and who support the Church's aims and goals throughout the Compact.

Sail in the light of the Pantheon, Carlotta, and may your beauty and strength always be set to a righteous purpose.

Written By Joslyn

Nov. 14, 2017, 12:44 a.m.(8/1/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Lucita

I was delighted for a chance to instruct Lady Lucita in the finer points of self defense when she had expressed an interest. It is my firm belief that everybody should know how to defend themselves, especially those that aren't soldiers. I had expected that she would pick up some pointers and that she would be done with it and at the very least she wouldn't be completely helpless were she beset upon by somebody that wished her harm.

What I certainly hadn't expected was that she would become among the best and most attentive of my students. Others have gone on to become soldiers, or generals in their own rights. Lady Lucita is a musician with no desire to become a soldier, but after having known her as I do, I believe that had she desired to become one, she certainly would have the aptitude. Never before have I seen such determination from a student in the name of self defense. She practices when I'm not around and provides insights into her own shortcomings. She's attentive and bright and I am so proud to have had the chance to know her. Much to learn, but I expect she'll be quite formidable if she keeps things at the pace she's going.

Written By Alistair

Nov. 13, 2017, 11:27 p.m.(8/1/1007 AR)

I have learned what the word "Beau" means.

You are all deviants.

Written By Reigna

Nov. 13, 2017, 11:10 p.m.(8/1/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Edain

That was beautifully said, and I completely agree.

Written By Edain

Nov. 13, 2017, 10:59 p.m.(8/1/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Monique

This is just one man's opinion but I feel like the Gods do not 'choose' anyone. They embody the ideals we need to live up to, and the guide us to what is the just and holy way to live. I think any that seem to have specific favor of the Pantheon have been entrusted with delivering a message, or completing a specific task, or in someway to help guide us back to their path. As long as we stay to their path I believe the Gods love us in equal measure, and that those they have entrusted with some task or message or mission is an extension of their affection for us all, not for just their messenger.

Written By Monique

Nov. 13, 2017, 10 p.m.(8/1/1007 AR)

What does it mean, I wonder, to be chosen by the Gods? Are we not all chosen, in some way, else we would not be? If that's the case, then maybe being chosen can be as much of a curse as a blessing. Thoughts, Arx?

Written By Reigna

Nov. 13, 2017, 7:19 p.m.(7/28/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Kael

As for the stick, dear husband mine, that is not for you.

My desire to better my clobbering of those who seek me harm is a whole separate entity for those rare times in which I am angry with you. In truth, you're simply not very good at angering me.

Written By Reigna

Nov. 13, 2017, 7:18 p.m.(7/28/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Cristoph

I will happily (and cheekily) rely on the evidence of Aeryn's birth to prove the validity of my marital accords with Kael. As for my desire to hurl books at him, it has less to do with irritation with my husband, for in truth I think I can count on one hand the number of times I've been genuinely wroth with him (the last time being when he spoke ill of himself and I threatened to kick him in the shins if he persisted), and more in my desire to help him in his agility. I am nothing if not dedicated to the achievements of my Lord Husband.

Written By Kael

Nov. 13, 2017, 7:10 p.m.(7/28/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Cristoph

Does this club involve the consumption of a particularly large quantity of ale or beverage of one's choice before such a run?

Perhaps we should sell tickets for charity to those that wish to hurl things toward us. Of course, from my wife's statements, Keaton coffers may end up being quite the contributor to such a thing.

Written By Kael

Nov. 13, 2017, 7:06 p.m.(7/28/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Reigna

First books and now speak of hitting things with large sticks? Really, wife of mine?

PS: Duke Laurent has implied we are doing things wrong. I am now considering that there may be wisdom to such a statement.

Written By Eleyna

Nov. 13, 2017, 6:16 p.m.(7/28/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Tikva

For an ordinary man, sure, a raised voice might work. I could probably subdue with a pout.

For an unabashed cur like Talen, other methods are required. My raised voice makes him laugh. My pouts make him amorous. Not that that is usually a problem, but in the depths of pique, it can be distracting.

Written By Freja

Nov. 13, 2017, 6:13 p.m.(7/28/1007 AR)

The best way to settle a dispute with my darling dear is in the furs. As a Redrain; bear.

Yelling is optional, or reliant, on efforts applied.

Written By Lark

Nov. 13, 2017, 6 p.m.(7/28/1007 AR)

I have found that I have never even needed to raise my voice.

Written By Tikva

Nov. 13, 2017, 5:58 p.m.(7/28/1007 AR)

My fellow ladies write of all of the implements, instruments and invocations they hurl at their husbands.

Personally, I find the power of my raised voice quite sufficient to get my point across.

Written By Bianca

Nov. 13, 2017, 5:52 p.m.(7/28/1007 AR)

"The Other Side of the Wall"

There once was a young woman who took great pride in the growth and care of the flowers in her flower garden. She had been raised by her grandmother who taught her to love and care for flowers as she herself had done. So, like her grandmother, her flower garden was second to none.

One day while looking through a an array of seeded blossoms at the market, a particular bloom caught her eye. She had never seen a flower like it before. “I have to have it,” she said to herself, and she immediately purchased a pack of its seeds.

By the time she arrived home, the young woman had already decided where to plant it. She planted it at the base of a stone wall at the back of her yard. It grew vigorously, with beautiful green leaves all over it, but there were no blooms. Day after day she continued to cultivate it, water it, feed it, and she even talked to it attempting to coax it to bloom. But, it was to no avail.

One morning weeks later, as she stood before the vine, she contemplated how disappointed she was that her plant had not bloomed. She was giving considerable thought to cutting it down and planting something else in its place.

It was at this point that her invalid neighbor, whose lot joined hers, called over to her. “Thank you so much! You can’t imagine how much I have enjoyed the blooms of that vine you planted.” The young woman walked through the gate into her neighbor’s yard, and sure enough, she saw that on the other side of the wall the vine was filled with blooms.

There were indeed the most beautiful blooms she had ever seen. The vine had crept through the crevices and while it had not flowered on her side of the fence, it had flowered luxuriantly on the other side.

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May this brief story be a reminder to all that just because you cannot always see the result of your labor, it does not mean that it bore no fruit.

(As an aside, I did not write this, but found it amidst some old books I was relocating.)

Written By Calista

Nov. 13, 2017, 5:48 p.m.(7/28/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Eleyna

And see what happened? You grew bored of it when he began to expect it. I admire this quality of yours. Never follow the trend, always set them. It's the Lycene way.

Written By Cristoph

Nov. 13, 2017, 5:27 p.m.(7/28/1007 AR)

You're most definitely doing it wrong if your wife wants to throw axes, books or shoes at you.

That said, if Count Keaton and Lord Telmar would like me to start up a club where we dodge things in full armor and sprint in it, I'm more than happy to do so!

Written By Cybele

Nov. 13, 2017, 4:36 p.m.(7/28/1007 AR)

I have passed on the old locket I found to Fortunato Grayhope. He is a good man, I'm sure he can paint it and help the owner get reattached.

Written By Cybele

Nov. 13, 2017, 4:02 p.m.(7/28/1007 AR)

Today as I was walking to the house of Solace, I found a locket lying in the gutters of honour walk, the northern end, almost by the redrain ward. There's no picture in it, and it's bronze-y and very careworn. If anyone misses it, they can write me, I think. Or maybe I'll just leave it in the House of Solace.

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