Written By Harlan
Sept. 7, 2017, 6:46 a.m.(2/28/1007 AR)
What my castilian had laid out for me is terrible. What I can only imagine worse is more than House Ashford effected. While we are not a poor family with only modest holdings, we are not the richest either, and surely a house with far more wealth than our could hide such a plot? I have sent discrete messages out to the major houses, praying am I wrong, but if not, then actions need to be taken now, not later.
Written By Valencia
Sept. 7, 2017, 3:54 a.m.(2/28/1007 AR)
Sledding. Of all the things in the world, he took me sledding.
How can I not adore him for this?
It's times like this that remind me of how much I miss the North.
Thank you again, my dearest missere. I cannot wait until our next adventure.
~~~~~<~<@
How can I not adore him for this?
It's times like this that remind me of how much I miss the North.
Thank you again, my dearest missere. I cannot wait until our next adventure.
~~~~~<~<@
Written By Merek
Sept. 7, 2017, 1:17 a.m.(2/28/1007 AR)
I'm not sure what to write here. I decided to come to the Grayson mission to assist them. I need to make up for my words, but I also would like to be part of this to assist people as well as the Compact. As for the actual battle, I don't recall someone calling it a culling in a negative manner as I've read, but they apparently have. It was a necessity.
Even while I don't like to kill, they were Abyss tainted and going to sacrifice our friends. Sometimes you do what you must. I will add that it is important to listen to people. When you are under a Commander of another entity, you should act as though you are a member of whatever organization they lead, ask if you must about certain orders their people follow. Act as one. Know your fellow members on the battlefield. It will save many lives.
Even while I don't like to kill, they were Abyss tainted and going to sacrifice our friends. Sometimes you do what you must. I will add that it is important to listen to people. When you are under a Commander of another entity, you should act as though you are a member of whatever organization they lead, ask if you must about certain orders their people follow. Act as one. Know your fellow members on the battlefield. It will save many lives.
Written By Shard
Sept. 7, 2017, 12:48 a.m.(2/28/1007 AR)
And since this is for the record, let it stand this way: they murdered four men. They stole people away. Their intent was sacrifice to the Horned Liar. Do you think this was their first time? Their camp was full of nothing but warriors and Abyssal wolves.
I didn't kill for any gods today and while I'm not dancing on any corpses, I'm not in the slightest bit fucking ashamed of what I did either. You called it a culling, and that's exactly what it fucking was, because that's exactly what it needed to be.
I didn't kill for any gods today and while I'm not dancing on any corpses, I'm not in the slightest bit fucking ashamed of what I did either. You called it a culling, and that's exactly what it fucking was, because that's exactly what it needed to be.
Written By Alis
Sept. 7, 2017, 12:30 a.m.(2/28/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Donella
For the record, Draco would almost certainly love to have you use him to viciously mow down enemies again. In case that was in doubt.
Written By Donella
Sept. 7, 2017, 12:19 a.m.(2/28/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Jaenelle
Little dove, nothing could hide your light under a bushel very long. I rejoice that you mean to get your audacity back off the shelf. And no one who loves food as much as I know you do could ever be a bad dinner date. If your dining partners squander the opportunity or are bad to you, or tedious, I will have to ride people down on horseback again. Nobody wants that.
Written By Donella
Sept. 7, 2017, 12:08 a.m.(2/28/1007 AR)
I am a stranger in a strange land. The new land may be only be a short distance from the old one, but it is ideologically in many ways another world entirely. In others, though... same troubles, different walls.
I have attended the hours of my husband's Voice to get a sense of the work ahead and my place within it. That's a lot less clear than I hoped, and I felt more a nuisance than a help, but tried to contribute. Victus was also there so I was a little less 'alone' for a short while. There was also a fealty dinner, which was... awkward for me. The marriage of a High Lord is an opportunity to revel, to introduce yourself, to show off an alliance. What a failure I have been in that regard! I will have to find ways to make up for it. Fortunately, there is no shortage of marriages, birth announcements, and engagements just now. My husband is good to me, holds my arm... but it is so easy to try and hide in his shadow.
I'm shy; people often snort and shake their heads when I say that, because I can be assertive at need, and passionate when I speak, and I have been told that I am a little terrifying worked into a rage (or armed with a horse), but it's true. I very much feel like what I do has oftentimes been done by a me that is separate or other. A room full of strangers, even jovial ones, yawns before me like a special abyss, even when friends are there, or family. I have always this sense of being other, like a blackbird in a dovecote. I'd much rather meet people in a more intimate setting where I can take their measure and they can take mine. But there is no TIME to be shy, now, and being timid doesn't suit me, or accomplish anything.
Screw your game face on, Nell. You still have to face the monsters.
I have attended the hours of my husband's Voice to get a sense of the work ahead and my place within it. That's a lot less clear than I hoped, and I felt more a nuisance than a help, but tried to contribute. Victus was also there so I was a little less 'alone' for a short while. There was also a fealty dinner, which was... awkward for me. The marriage of a High Lord is an opportunity to revel, to introduce yourself, to show off an alliance. What a failure I have been in that regard! I will have to find ways to make up for it. Fortunately, there is no shortage of marriages, birth announcements, and engagements just now. My husband is good to me, holds my arm... but it is so easy to try and hide in his shadow.
I'm shy; people often snort and shake their heads when I say that, because I can be assertive at need, and passionate when I speak, and I have been told that I am a little terrifying worked into a rage (or armed with a horse), but it's true. I very much feel like what I do has oftentimes been done by a me that is separate or other. A room full of strangers, even jovial ones, yawns before me like a special abyss, even when friends are there, or family. I have always this sense of being other, like a blackbird in a dovecote. I'd much rather meet people in a more intimate setting where I can take their measure and they can take mine. But there is no TIME to be shy, now, and being timid doesn't suit me, or accomplish anything.
Screw your game face on, Nell. You still have to face the monsters.
Written By Shard
Sept. 7, 2017, 12:02 a.m.(2/28/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Sparte
I think less of you for putting the lives of everyone in the group and all the prisoners in that hut in danger because you apparently think it matters if you kill a man a few minutes sooner than if you had just stood in a different spot and waited until everyone was ready, solely because someone told you to.
If you have a problem following other people's orders when it comes to combat, what the fuck are you doing on a mission in which lives depend on it?
If you have a problem following other people's orders when it comes to combat, what the fuck are you doing on a mission in which lives depend on it?
Written By Sparte
Sept. 6, 2017, 11:29 p.m.(2/28/1007 AR)
Forgotten winds of distant north, the might of ancient gray. Beneath your bower hang the hearts of men. By moon's light we fight our fight and soon become all killers, shadows follow red soaked feet as we walk away.
Petrichor, Petrichor, please forgive our trespass. Lagoma's light, come along, and wash away our shame. Jayus we give this song, belt in the wrong places.
Death take these fallen lives, and carry them away. Somewhere better, somewhere brighter, where war is well forgotten. Forgive us Gloria, who steels our blades, no joy is in this day.
Forgotten winds of distant North, the might of ancient gray. Beneath your bower, ever lower, hang the hearts of men. By moon's light we fought our fight, and the survivors wear the memories. Our deeds we see reflected back by blood and morning dew.
Sentinel, Sentinel, we fought to keep the order. Mangata, as day breaks, we know you've seen us through. Vellichor, I give these words, on tear stained paper. We are free, this fight our choice, and we fight to keep it that way.
Petrichor, Petrichor, please forgive our trespass. Lagoma's light, come along, and wash away our shame. Jayus we give this song, belt in the wrong places.
Death take these fallen lives, and carry them away. Somewhere better, somewhere brighter, where war is well forgotten. Forgive us Gloria, who steels our blades, no joy is in this day.
Forgotten winds of distant North, the might of ancient gray. Beneath your bower, ever lower, hang the hearts of men. By moon's light we fought our fight, and the survivors wear the memories. Our deeds we see reflected back by blood and morning dew.
Sentinel, Sentinel, we fought to keep the order. Mangata, as day breaks, we know you've seen us through. Vellichor, I give these words, on tear stained paper. We are free, this fight our choice, and we fight to keep it that way.
Written By Alis
Sept. 6, 2017, 11:22 p.m.(2/28/1007 AR)
Only now, on a ship sailing to assist the Malvici do I feel like I have a moment to gather my thoughts together . We have received so many messages and gifts and well wishes on the birth of Ellara. And for that, I give thanks to everyone who reached out.
Nobody told me, though, that it would feel as if I left my heart wrapped up in blankets at home when I left to board this ship. It may well be the hardest thing I have done, and she is barely old enough to kick her feet at me in recognition when I pick her up. Fortunately, I know her father is doting on her. I will be glad to see them both again very soon.
Nobody told me, though, that it would feel as if I left my heart wrapped up in blankets at home when I left to board this ship. It may well be the hardest thing I have done, and she is barely old enough to kick her feet at me in recognition when I pick her up. Fortunately, I know her father is doting on her. I will be glad to see them both again very soon.
Written By Silas
Sept. 6, 2017, 11:10 p.m.(2/28/1007 AR)
It's been a busy, busy week for me and I have not had much time to write. I don't think that is likely to change any time soon with how things have been going, but I will try. This is me trying.
House Grayson is doing what it can for the shav'arani tribes being preyed upon in the Crownlands. I hope we can find the delicate balance between suspicion and compassion, for I have seen what happens when the pendulum swings one way or the other. It's not pretty, and certainly not helpful to our goals. People are people, nothing more - nothing less.
When I finally get some time to myself, I think I will learn the language.
House Grayson is doing what it can for the shav'arani tribes being preyed upon in the Crownlands. I hope we can find the delicate balance between suspicion and compassion, for I have seen what happens when the pendulum swings one way or the other. It's not pretty, and certainly not helpful to our goals. People are people, nothing more - nothing less.
When I finally get some time to myself, I think I will learn the language.
Written By Sparte
Sept. 6, 2017, 11:07 p.m.(2/28/1007 AR)
The battles in the Gray Forest have been bloody. I kept my hands clean when I could, but nobody is coming out of this without the stain of it. I saw Grayson Guardsmen dead today, those they protected taken simply because they were there, to die to sate a band of lunatics. I shed a great deal of blood today, though it was not as a soldier should at the direction of others. It was by my hand, in my way, by my choice. I suspect there are some who think less of me for it, and perhaps they are right to do so.
Written By Daemon
Sept. 6, 2017, 8:02 p.m.(2/27/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Demura
Marquessa Demura Lyonesse has shown me the utmost kindness in providing a place to lay my head. It is with great honor that I serve Lyonesse as a knight of their household, honor or not. My gratitude for her generosity is absolute, from now till my death.
Written By Wash
Sept. 6, 2017, 7:52 p.m.(2/27/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Catalana
The first time I met Catalana, I was standing on the Bastion parapets. Not because I wanted to meet the Kennexes, they weren't interesting to me, but because my cousin dared me to scale the walls downward. Naturally we had a rope in case I fell." Wash explains. "But what we didn't count on was a very strong crossbreeze. So when I did fall, and I did, Bastion walls are defensible against climbing, even down. I swung sideways around a stanchion and they couldn't pull me up. The only option was to throw me a rope and let me shimmy the rest of the way down. Which, left me climbing down right by the drawbridge as the Kennexes came in. I thought it was a fairly notable first impression, but apparently Catalana thought I had been hung. She was quite surprised to see the hanged man sit next to her at dinner. I paid five weeks of eyrie cleaning for the privilege.
So she said to me, 'How is it that you are no longer hanged?' And I knew that I would love her forever."
So she said to me, 'How is it that you are no longer hanged?' And I knew that I would love her forever."
Written By Isabeau
Sept. 6, 2017, 6:38 p.m.(2/27/1007 AR)
In all the gifts that I received for my birthday, Count Kael and Countess Reigna made certain that theirs was the first to be delivered. Their thoughtful generosity will not be forgotten and I look forward to when I might take them up on their offer such that it will please all involved.
In all the gifts that I received for my birthday, Marquis Hadrian provided the most unexpected gift. It was a creation of pure artistry, worthy of Jayus, and I will look upon it fondly hereafter.
In all the gifts that I received for my birthday, Prince Abbas proved to be a man of both dedication and devotion and gave that which remains unmatched. I could not have asked for anything more.
However, in all the gifts that I received for my birthday, it was Princess Alis and Prince Fiachra who saw fit to give me the most precious present in the arrival of Princess Ellara and, with her, all of the fresh hopes and limitless dreams born to the next generation of House Valardin. I plan to spoil her shamelessly.
In all the gifts that I received for my birthday, Marquis Hadrian provided the most unexpected gift. It was a creation of pure artistry, worthy of Jayus, and I will look upon it fondly hereafter.
In all the gifts that I received for my birthday, Prince Abbas proved to be a man of both dedication and devotion and gave that which remains unmatched. I could not have asked for anything more.
However, in all the gifts that I received for my birthday, it was Princess Alis and Prince Fiachra who saw fit to give me the most precious present in the arrival of Princess Ellara and, with her, all of the fresh hopes and limitless dreams born to the next generation of House Valardin. I plan to spoil her shamelessly.
Written By Jaenelle
Sept. 6, 2017, 6:11 p.m.(2/27/1007 AR)
I have been told I have been wallowing in mourning for too long. That I have kept myself hidden and diminished my passion for life for too long. I see the wisdom in these words, and I know when it is time to follow the advice of others. I was touched by the amount of people who answered my request for dining partners, and will see to it that each and every occasion is met with enthusiasm. I have not been this excited in some time, and hope that more answer the call.
Written By Katarina
Sept. 6, 2017, 5:05 p.m.(2/27/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Eilonwy
Prodigal or not, the words you write hold immeasurable potential to inspire another who looks upon it. You never know who reads your journals.
Written By Eilonwy
Sept. 6, 2017, 3:54 p.m.(2/27/1007 AR)
The city holds less joy that it did before. Perhaps that feeling of being cursed has finally caught up to me. I'm still not sure I understand the purpose in writing my thoughts or who will care in a hundred years, or even tomorrow what one prodigal said. But it is the thing people in the city do so I will learn to record my thoughts too.
Written By Calypso
Sept. 6, 2017, 12:33 p.m.(2/27/1007 AR)
Sending my military off with out me is a strange feeling indeed. I know Anze will do well in his new position and that the soldiers of the Malvici Army will do their part under his command.
The fight for the Arch has come to a peak. Lets get this settled swiftly. We have work to do.
The fight for the Arch has come to a peak. Lets get this settled swiftly. We have work to do.
Written By Denica
Sept. 6, 2017, 11:01 a.m.(2/27/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Halsim
Misdirection and misinformation.
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