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Written By Eithne

Sept. 17, 2017, 11:49 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Arn

Duke Telmar is an interesting man. I can't say I've spent a lot of time with him but he came to my shop with a heap ton of metal and basically said "Make me armor that looks like this." Basically he's got a thing for red brick walls.

So that's what I'm working on. I've heard he becomes disappointed quickly. Let's hope he's not too disappointed with my work.

Written By Gaston

Sept. 17, 2017, 11:47 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Cristoph

I fear now that I shall forever be 'Just Gaston'.

Shit.

Written By Gaston

Sept. 17, 2017, 11:46 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

'Marquis Gaston'.

People keep saying it, and writing me letters about it. It's going to take some time to get used to.

Gods, what am I going to do...

Written By Eithne

Sept. 17, 2017, 11:36 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Ferrando

Today is your birthday. We are officially the same age again! It's been a hell of a lot of fun planning out all the little things to put into your birthday celebration and I swear I've never challenged myself as much as I did to make that seafood paella. I never thought I'd ever cook for a guy let alone care enough for him to actually like it. Just don't get any ideas. I won't be trading the forge for the kitchen. You'd probably look better in an apron anyhow.

I might have to get Aurora to make you one with a snazzy phrase across the bib.

Written By Brianna

Sept. 17, 2017, 11:26 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

Cousin:

A well-loved joke that is so often told that it practically slips from the tongue, and yet it still makes the teller laugh, every time.

Written By Eithne

Sept. 17, 2017, 11:22 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

Work has been for a lack of better words, extremely busy. It makes me beyond thrilled to have so many commissions and seeing so many folks come into the shop to work with the apprentices. I've been working with metal all day and then slipping off to my mother's bakery to help her with another commission there. The mix of scents is positively nauseating but she appreciates the extra hands.

I never realized how similar baking confectionaries and forging armor can be. Maybe I'm more like my mama than I thought.

Written By Killian

Sept. 17, 2017, 11:19 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

So. My father was not complicit in Addison's treachery..and now I must face a choice. To stand still in anger and resentment towards him, or to reach out, and attempt to gain resolution with a father who all but disowned me as a boy, in favor of the 'perfect son' that had attempted to murder me. How much did he understand of the path he took, and how much does he suffer now for his mistakes? I do not know what path I shall or should take. Only that staying still is..simply not an option.

Written By Valerio

Sept. 17, 2017, 11:05 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

Again, not normally my type of affair. However, The Silent Masque held by House Malvici and House Redrain was fairly interesting. No one talking, essentially. Much easier to be diplomatic this way! I freely admit to not being brave enough to partake in acting in charades. All of those players were fairly excellent.

I have to wonder though... who was that leafy green woman?

Written By Khanne

Sept. 17, 2017, 11:01 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

Recently, I asked someone what they thought was most beautiful in life. They answered, and in return asked me for my own response. I think in these times of impending danger, when people fight for their houses, for the Compact, for the good of all our people, and others try to offer support while worrying, hoping their loved ones will return home, it is important to let some light in through the darkness. To think of the good while preparing for what we must do.

So I ask.... anyone who might read this entry into my journals... what is at least one thing you find most beautiful?

I will supply two of my answers here:

Spring mornings in the mountains. As fr north as I lived, snow remained on the ground, at least in patches, sometimes even throughout most of summer. There is something truly magical when the warm air meets the cool mountain and wraps us all in a blanket of mist.

The first brush stroke of paint on a canvas, or charcoal line drawn across the page for a sketch. The birth of inspiration begins in the souls, the heart, the mind, but that first mark is imagination taking form. It is creation.

Written By Valerio

Sept. 17, 2017, 10:54 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

Marquessa Igniseri threw an excellent fundraiser. I am not usually one to go on about such things, however the performers certainly were excellent, including Lady Lucita.

Written By Brianna

Sept. 17, 2017, 10:43 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

It is always entertaining to attend a Lycene party, even one subdued and held for charity such as the one put on by the Marquessa Igniseri. The King's appearance and the taste of Southern wines made for an excellent evening. Now, if only someone would recognize my lyrical genius--.

Written By Torian

Sept. 17, 2017, 10:39 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

Prince Aiden Grayson has graced me with another set of little animal plushes, and already I've made a sale! I don't get what people see in the little things, but it is a rather cute mouse. Still have plush horses in stock as well!

Written By Malesh

Sept. 17, 2017, 10:29 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

We pray to all the gods that they might protect our brave warriors fighting at Maelstrom. May they their blows be swift, hard, and unreturned!

Written By Doll

Sept. 17, 2017, 10:26 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Mirari

Next stupid party you throw, I expect the men not to be wearing shirts. Maybe not pants. Maybe not the women either.

Might even make up for not being able to see their smug, self-satisfied faces this time. Or bloody them.

Written By Doll

Sept. 17, 2017, 10:25 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Calypso

You're allowed to pay me for my appearance, by the fucking way.

Written By Doll

Sept. 17, 2017, 10:22 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

What a stupid party. Where you don't talk and no one sees you.

Food was alright. That's about it.

Written By Nisaa

Sept. 17, 2017, 10:06 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

It was good to be dancing in front of a crowd again. It felt good to be able to spread my wings and fly free. I was hired with Cesare Whisper as entertainment for an event held by Lady Lucita and Lady Quenia. I did not get to mingle for much, but everyone seemed to have a wonderful time. I can also now say with pride, I have danced before another King!

Not everything is being wonderful though. I wanted to help my new friends that are of the Thrax peoples, but it seemed that no one had anything for me to be helping with. I am understanding, of course. But I worry for them in this very difficult times. I feel so strongly that I should be helping, that I could be doing something, but, I am not sure what. I hope with my heart of hearts that they are all returning home soon, and if not in good health, in soon to be good health of recovery.

Written By Calypso

Sept. 17, 2017, 9:52 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Mirari

I am very lucky to have such clever and talented people around me. A silent Masquerade. What a novel idea. I only regret not being able to enjoy the full thing. We'll have to throw more. What good if fight for life if you aren't living it? Well done.

Written By Tarik

Sept. 17, 2017, 9:27 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

I have been busy with all of projects recently, but lucky things are beginning to settle down. I am hoping to get back to my normal social routine. I really have been spending too much time in establishment where people are not buying me free rounds of drinks. How am I supposed to leave before my turn to buy the rounds, if no one buys me a round first. I am hoping this Spring I will continue this path of things finally slowly down for me.

Written By Monique

Sept. 17, 2017, 9:09 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

Once, when I was running from the Telmar guards after pulling a heist, I fell into a pig sty. Was it a great experience? No. In fact, it was stinking and humbling. But it was the perfect camouflage at a moment when I needed it most. Life has a way of providing. Whether from the Spirits or the Gods or both, or the demesne of Luck, look for the silver lining in everything.

...it took weeks to clean the shite out of my ears.

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