Written By Lucita
Sept. 25, 2017, 1:13 a.m.(4/11/1007 AR)
An interesting time today. The delightful Prince Aiden spoke enthusiastically about the menagerie, and his building of a place for animals to get healing done. He said he had never found an instrument they did not like. So after he left with a parade of messengers and armloads of paperwork, Ariela and I visited the exhibits. Curiosity is my bane. I didn't know what instruments the Prince had tried.
We fetched three I own that are easy to carry but most of the animals were at a distance. If anyone expected me to climb in an enclosure with a tiger, or any of the other critters they are out of their gourd. Birds did not seem to mind any of the three. I learned to make little chirpy staccato sounds on the rebec mimicking some of them. Wonder what the chirps meant? (If you are reading this sis, just cause I made chirps, I'm not flighty.)
Next were bugs, and fish, and lizards. After listening to the hissing cockroach, decided not to try playing in there. That left only that big dome butterfly garden. I don't think butterflies are animals, or that would like music, don't even know if they have ears, but I played anyhow since I had been lugging those instruments around. They ignored the lute, just fluttering around. They seemed to fly by to dodge the dulcimer hammers, but at least two of them enjoyed riding the bow with which the rebec is very slowly played. I assure you, not a single butterfly was hurt in the experiment, not even the one that kept landing on my freckles. My sister may never forgive me for making her late to spars at the Hart for the sake of playing to a butterfly.
Note: Yes, too much wine makes for rambling journal entries.
We fetched three I own that are easy to carry but most of the animals were at a distance. If anyone expected me to climb in an enclosure with a tiger, or any of the other critters they are out of their gourd. Birds did not seem to mind any of the three. I learned to make little chirpy staccato sounds on the rebec mimicking some of them. Wonder what the chirps meant? (If you are reading this sis, just cause I made chirps, I'm not flighty.)
Next were bugs, and fish, and lizards. After listening to the hissing cockroach, decided not to try playing in there. That left only that big dome butterfly garden. I don't think butterflies are animals, or that would like music, don't even know if they have ears, but I played anyhow since I had been lugging those instruments around. They ignored the lute, just fluttering around. They seemed to fly by to dodge the dulcimer hammers, but at least two of them enjoyed riding the bow with which the rebec is very slowly played. I assure you, not a single butterfly was hurt in the experiment, not even the one that kept landing on my freckles. My sister may never forgive me for making her late to spars at the Hart for the sake of playing to a butterfly.
Note: Yes, too much wine makes for rambling journal entries.
Written By Mira
Sept. 24, 2017, 11:29 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)
So, my birthday and my one-year anniversary of moving to Arx was last week. I will admit what I found in this city was neither sought after nor expected. But I cannot bring myself to regret the decision to come.
Written By Mira
Sept. 24, 2017, 11:28 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)
Eurusan Sand. A dragon's scale. Meteoric iron. Something priceless. Potential. Something that isn't there.
Written By Calista
Sept. 24, 2017, 11:17 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Lucita
It was an absolute pleasure making the acquaintance of Lady Lucita. She was an unexpected breath of fresh air with the manner in which she paints the sky with song.
Written By Calypso
Sept. 24, 2017, 11:13 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)
I missed my Northern friends. Spending an evening at the Spirits really lists the spirits. I wonder if that is why it is called the Spirits. Or, are they referring to the whiskey? Or perhaps, the shamanistic connotations?
The world may never know.
The world may never know.
Written By Calista
Sept. 24, 2017, 11:09 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Inigo
We caused a bit of a spectacle and I love you all the more for it.
Written By Saedrus
Sept. 24, 2017, 10:47 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)
There are so many wonderful gatherings on the horizon. I am so looking forward to see the art of Knights for the Knights of Solace; I think it will be a rather uplifting event. Then there is the upcoming festivities that the Whisper House, the Lodge and the Faith are collaborating -- I expect it will be fantastic. I think I am starting to run out of hours in a day.
Written By Killian
Sept. 24, 2017, 10:46 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)
I am glad to be returned to Arx, and to the mainland. I fear that I do not handle the sea well, thankfully, I had a compassionate travelling companion to help ease the illness of the journey. Maelstrom is....unique. The architecture is perhaps an acquired taste, but what matters is that it is safe.
I hope that, no that we are returned to Arx, our next campaigns will be as successful. I am glad though to have served beneath Princess Reese and helped in the defense of the city, securing it against the threats which would have arrayed against it.
I hope that, no that we are returned to Arx, our next campaigns will be as successful. I am glad though to have served beneath Princess Reese and helped in the defense of the city, securing it against the threats which would have arrayed against it.
Written By Saedrus
Sept. 24, 2017, 10:45 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Samantha
I had the pleasure to meet young Lady Nara Deepwood at the Shrine of the First Choice. She is beautiful, but I think there are great and wonderful things in store for the little Lady of Old Oak. Her parents are lucky to have such a lovely daughter, and she I think can be considered the same in turn for such devoted parents.
Written By Audric
Sept. 24, 2017, 10:43 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Daemon
What an -interesting- person! I always enjoy people who are straight-laced and serious, because they make the best foils to play off of.
Written By Audric
Sept. 24, 2017, 10:41 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Aislin
I recommend the occasional bout of irresponsible levels of drinking and revelry to blow off steam. Nothing bad ever happens when you do that!
Written By Maeve
Sept. 24, 2017, 10:22 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Katarina
I only have respect for this woman. She is so strong and a natural leader. She inspires! There is a part of me that wishes I could be like her. I know I can't, we are completely different women with completly different motivations. Maybe I can learn from her. If not, maybe we can share some stories and drinks!
Written By Maeve
Sept. 24, 2017, 10:16 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)
Darkwater. This is exactly what it sounds like, but even worse. I visited the Darkwater and I will never return to that place again. The spirits on the winds even told me to never return. I concur. When our boat crossed the threshold of the Darkwater, I was lowered down in a net to gather a sample. I could see why a master apothecary was needed to collect the sample. Anyone without any alchemical knowledge would have been gripped by the vile substance and sucked down to drown under the waves. This was a truly humble and terrifying moment in my life. Though, I was successful in collecting this sample! I was cheered by the sailors!
The victory was short lived. As we finished the collection of the sample, we suddenly realized that we were lost within the Darkwater. I hated it there. I could not hear the whispers of the spirits there. All I could hear was the slurping of the dark ichor against the boat. Princess Katarina got us out of there, but we first had to endure horrors. It whispered horrible things in our minds. We saw terrible visions. I saw into the maw of a giant kraken. The things I saw.. they haunt my dreams. I must find my peace once more. Some of the images are still burning in my mind.
The victory was short lived. As we finished the collection of the sample, we suddenly realized that we were lost within the Darkwater. I hated it there. I could not hear the whispers of the spirits there. All I could hear was the slurping of the dark ichor against the boat. Princess Katarina got us out of there, but we first had to endure horrors. It whispered horrible things in our minds. We saw terrible visions. I saw into the maw of a giant kraken. The things I saw.. they haunt my dreams. I must find my peace once more. Some of the images are still burning in my mind.
Written By Esoka
Sept. 24, 2017, 10:12 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)
I had a bracing, very enjoyable evening at the Hart with some of the city's finest warriors. I was honored to face Dame Alexis in the ring and came out the better, though Gloria's truth of it I think only because of a VERY lucky blow. Good drinks, good company, a little violence. A fine end to a fine week.
Written By Aislin
Sept. 24, 2017, 10:11 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)
I wrote about this a while ago, but...
It's been pointed out to me that I'm a very different person within the city walls and outside them. In the walls, I tend to be formal and serious; to be aware of politics, and to quash my tendency to make jokes. To be very focused on the things that... well, we need to focus on. Gathering information, sharing it to those who need it, and organizing the Explorers.
Out in the wilderness—on expeditions—or in scenarios when I'm learning something new, I tend to be less formal, less stiff. More prone to crack a joke.
Out there, I tend to be the real Aislin, I suppose.
And I'm starting to realize perhaps I should try to find her even within the city walls. To break down the barriers I tend to have up while I'm here in Arx.
Habits are hard to break, however. Perhaps I need to find a few things that aren't... well, studying or discussing horrible apocalyptic scenarios, and do /something/ to unwind. A way to unwind that /isn't/ just going on expeditions.
(Gods... do I need a /hobby/?)
It's been pointed out to me that I'm a very different person within the city walls and outside them. In the walls, I tend to be formal and serious; to be aware of politics, and to quash my tendency to make jokes. To be very focused on the things that... well, we need to focus on. Gathering information, sharing it to those who need it, and organizing the Explorers.
Out in the wilderness—on expeditions—or in scenarios when I'm learning something new, I tend to be less formal, less stiff. More prone to crack a joke.
Out there, I tend to be the real Aislin, I suppose.
And I'm starting to realize perhaps I should try to find her even within the city walls. To break down the barriers I tend to have up while I'm here in Arx.
Habits are hard to break, however. Perhaps I need to find a few things that aren't... well, studying or discussing horrible apocalyptic scenarios, and do /something/ to unwind. A way to unwind that /isn't/ just going on expeditions.
(Gods... do I need a /hobby/?)
Written By Maeve
Sept. 24, 2017, 10:09 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)
I really do loathe boats. I really do. There is just something about being able to plant my feet upon the ground and feel the earth between my toes. Despite loathing boats, the ocean itself actually does hold a beauty of it's own. It has spirits of it's own! There are spirits of the wind, of the waves, and of mysterious, terrifying, and beautiful things deep beneath the waves. I know these spirits are there. I heard them whispering on the winds. I must admit that I have a brand new respect for the ocean. Especially after the recent events that transpired out by Maelstrom.
Written By Sameera
Sept. 24, 2017, 10:08 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)
Time to decide what to do next. Perhaps I will focus on learning more of the Eurus side of myself.
Written By Sameera
Sept. 24, 2017, 10:07 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)
*pages of sketches of jewelry*
Written By Sameera
Sept. 24, 2017, 10:07 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)
Peopling is difficult. Henrik is constantly making me do it.
Written By Brianna
Sept. 24, 2017, 10:02 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)
I have a bottle of whiskey and an evening spent on the top of the world. The Spring winds are still cool up there.
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