Aug. 28, 2017, 1:40 p.m.(2/9/1007 AR)
I arrived back in the city of Arx today. Traveling through the harbor after such devastation was eye opening. Being away from the center of leadership during a time of crisis was taxing on my mind. I would have been here to help if I could. But, as always, the Thraxian Fealty has taken care of themselves and their threats with a competence and conviction like none other.
My own adventure proved rather fruitful. Our ships are ready to set sail on the western portion of the Lycean Sea. A harbor to make landfall was found. And we press now to take back the Cyrto Arch and do our part to see that the resources at sea are kept for the Compact.
The lull is over. Our important work is picking up once more.
Written By
Korka
Aug. 28, 2017, 11:10 a.m.(2/9/1007 AR)
Funny is spending a day being pointedly reminded that I am not noble (not that I needed the reminder) or wealthy and thus not important enough to even bother with only to end the day being mocked for being a silk. Starting to remember why I spent so many years in the woods.
Written By
Mydas
Aug. 28, 2017, 11:07 a.m.(2/9/1007 AR)
The time has come to return to Arx. Things have progressed well in Aviaron, though I intend to return periodically to ensure the continued prosperity of the March. Nonetheless, duty calls in Arx.
Aug. 28, 2017, 9:45 a.m.(2/9/1007 AR)
Some people have visited the garden.
And some have already bought things in the shop!
Aug. 28, 2017, 9:06 a.m.(2/9/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on
Leola
Leola Allenatore is her mother's cousin's cousin's daughter - or something like that. She was quite welcoming when Eleanor first met her, though she's more than a little odd. She talks to animals - not just having a knack with them like her mother did, but actually talks to them! Eleanor isn't quite sure what to think of her cousin, but she seems so sweet and it's nice to be able to explore her family ties a bit more now that she's landbound.
Aug. 28, 2017, 9:03 a.m.(2/9/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on
Leona
The Lord Commander of the King's Own, Eleanor has looked up to her ever since she first met her. She trains the squires sometimes, and on those days Eleanor works even harder than usual to make sure that everything is in its place. She gets the odd feeling that Leona is keeping an eye on her, but that couldn't possibly be true, could it?
Written By
Talen
Aug. 28, 2017, 8:23 a.m.(2/8/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on
Leola
That awkward moment when you spend two years referring to your pet viper as a 'he' and it turns out he's not a 'he' at all. He's a 'she'.
And, to top it off, Sybilla knew all the while? Eleyna better not have and let me believe this the entire time.
Mistress Allenatore's company is always eye-opening.
Aug. 28, 2017, 7:32 a.m.(2/8/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on
Valencia
The Princess has once again thrown a fantastic event party for charity. It was nice to see her doing the meet and greet with those who attended. She is a terrific host.
Aug. 28, 2017, 3:26 a.m.(2/8/1007 AR)
I shall be making an exclusive limited-edition line of scents for the Silent Masque. They shall be dark and seductive with a hint of danger and menace to them. Only available at the masks. Samples will be available for free at the most affordable tier of them-- then if one wishes to gain a higher tier they may commission it, but only if they have a sample bottle to exchange too keep the exclusivity of these scents.
Aug. 28, 2017, 1:30 a.m.(2/8/1007 AR)
It was a wonderful night.
Thank you everyone for coming to the Hart to support this important cause. I am so grateful and honoured.
Full proper and gracious thanks to come.
With gratitude to all....
~~~~~~<~<@
Aug. 28, 2017, 12:37 a.m.(2/8/1007 AR)
I need to get my will in order. I wonder who I should talk to about that.
Aug. 28, 2017, 12:26 a.m.(2/8/1007 AR)
I've recently had the pleasure of visiting the section of the Gray Forest the Lodge of Petrichor was given. I went to see how the construction of their outpost has progressed, and it is very close to completion indeed. I have to admit, what I saw was quite unexpected! I have every confidence the Lodge will be a valued contributor to the safety of the Compact in the years to come.
Written By
Aksel
Aug. 28, 2017, 12:04 a.m.(2/8/1007 AR)
Camping was rather uneventful. No dancing with bears. No great game to hunt. Fury was pissed though, and I think he eyeballed every single pair of footwear on the way home. He's a monster some time, but he's a mans best friend. At least that's what they tell me.
Written By
Doll
Aug. 28, 2017, midnight(2/8/1007 AR)
Why the fuck would anyone write down what I have to say? Like any of you care. When I'm dead I don't expect any more than cheers from all the women and regrets from all the men I hadn't fucked yet. At least you'll have all these wise words i left behind to remember me by.
Aug. 27, 2017, 11:56 p.m.(2/8/1007 AR)
We had a variety of guests come in this week and a number of new contracts signed, mostly under the hard work of Softest Whisper Saedrus. It seems as if the House will be doing swift business, which is never a bad thing. Upcoming, there's finally to be a meeting of the Council. It will be the first I attend in my new capacity, so I am rather looking forwad to it - in that dreading sort of way!
Written By
Shard
Aug. 27, 2017, 11:56 p.m.(2/8/1007 AR)
Every now and then I encounter someone who thinks that, one way or another, they can decide how I should--not behave--but simply be, or at the very least, pretend to be. I have no idea why this happens. Maybe it makes them uncomfortable. Maybe they just want everyone to put on the same face in the same way. For whatever reason, they get it into their heads that I need to be more cheerful. I need to be happy. I need to smile. This usually happens the very first time we meet, sometimes the only time we meet. It's easy to tell them from the people who decide they want to cheer me up. Those might be a little mistaken or misguided, but their attempts usually try to do something for me. A smile, a bought drink, an invitation to sit with them. That, I can navigate, and usually, they seem to more or less come to the understanding that I am who I am and I am perfectly content to be that way.
No, these people are the ones that walk up and start prodding and pulling at me. They poke. They insinuate. Sometimes they demand or mock. Smile! Laugh! Be happy! Like I'm a dog trained to respond to their commands. The intent is obvious: I'm supposed to make them more comfortable. Pretending is perfectly acceptable, so long as they can't tell the difference.
I'm not interested in that, and never have been. That's why my job involves killing people for money, instead of making friends at court.
Aug. 27, 2017, 11:55 p.m.(2/8/1007 AR)
I had a nice time meeting with some other Grayson vassals at a getogether thrown at their manor earlier in the week. Though the dinner was quite lovely (even the pig, despite it being a bit... disturbing in all its pig-ish glory), I couldn't help but feel uneasy with it all. There were some discussions of new troubles in the forest, leaving me wondering what steps might next be undertaken, or if what we have done so far has been for little effort. Princess Lou did seem to have a lead upon a possible solution.
Written By
Doll
Aug. 27, 2017, 11:54 p.m.(2/8/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on
Agnarr
I heard his thing is small. I don't even remember this name, just that. That's more important to know anyway.
Written By
Shae
Aug. 27, 2017, 11:53 p.m.(2/8/1007 AR)
Tonight, I am very thankful for those that are my friends. Especially Eirlys and Alis. Thank you for listening. And being who you are, I would not have you any other way.
Aug. 27, 2017, 11:48 p.m.(2/8/1007 AR)
Some men would defend even a bucket of slop, had it the lashes to bat at him.