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Written By Alis

Aug. 6, 2017, 5:05 p.m.(12/21/1006 AR)

What a party! Princess Alarissa and Lady Monique truly outdid themselves with the evening celebrating our turn back to longer, lighter days. Several people liked the party favors so much, they tried to take the entire display and I really can't blame them! At our table, there was plenty of warmth and laughter... and I apologize, Edain, but I told the story about the rope trap and the tree.

Written By Denica

Aug. 6, 2017, 4:53 p.m.(12/21/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Clover

( A detailed graphite drawing serves as an entry. Alleyway in the Lower Burroughs, early day as judging by how the artist has played with the light and shadow using nothing but shades of dull leaden gray. On one roughly stone-paved street, a scruffy cat sit in a closed doorway - staring haughtily at the viewer for possibly interrupting the morning routine. One striped tabby paw lifted. Prepared to dart away. )

Written By Magpie

Aug. 6, 2017, 3:45 p.m.(12/21/1006 AR)

I know people read these journals... don't be shy, we all do it.

It's okay, it'll be our little secret.

However, if you're one of the lucky bastards that reads my journals and want a chance at a *FREE COUCH*, all you have to do is send me a message with an idea for a totally new, never-before-seen couch design and I will choose my favorite and send that person a free couch.

Written By Cambria

Aug. 6, 2017, 3:41 p.m.(12/21/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Valerio

Marshal Valerio Mazetti is my uncle. In hindsight, I should have traveled with him from Ostria to Arx, but such was my decision at the time and I do not exactly regret it. He is in the capital with me, now. Given that he did not suffer from an apoplexy or other ill humor when I told him of my plans his first night here, I do believe he will get on swimmingly.

*As a personal note for any one reading this in the now: Should Marshal Valerio make any requests for bales of cotton, just- well, don't be surprised if you see me in the following days look as if I have become a puff ball.

Written By Cambria

Aug. 6, 2017, 3:12 p.m.(12/21/1006 AR)

It took some months, but the manor house is now livable again. I restored where was possible, rather than recreate, so as to best maintain the sense of age and history it possesses. Some of the bedrooms will still need to be cleared out in the coming days and weeks, however, but by and large things are moving along nicely. My uncle arrived a few days past, which has done much to alleviate my homesickness. His tireless dedication is truly to be admired, as on his first night here, as we shared dinner, he had work to go over with me. Not merely suggestions, either, but numbers and figures and plans of action. Other plans, too, are nearing fruition, but those I shall write about upon their completion.

Written By Caelis

Aug. 6, 2017, 3:03 p.m.(12/21/1006 AR)

I had an amazing time at the ball last night. The conversation was grand and there was even some dancing. It was a much needed reminder that warmer days will come again. I'm still not used to winters that actually snow, that much is a marvel to me.

May your hopes find safe harbors.

Written By Katarina

Aug. 6, 2017, 2:58 p.m.(12/21/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Valencia

Fortunately, it did not get more mortifying than it already had.

Written By Kael

Aug. 6, 2017, 1:44 p.m.(12/21/1006 AR)

I attended the social event of the year. The White Ball. It was an amazing thing, one that if I had not actually seen it, I would not believe it. So amazing, in fact, my wife actually got me to dance. She almost did twice, in fact. There is also the fact that while I am not necessarily a drinker, I rather enjoyed the interesting concoction of milk and maelstrom rum together. I just cannot tell, was it the milk I enjoyed or the rum? In other news, I believe that my wife is missing Keaton's Faithful Stalker, or Faith, as she was calling her.

Written By Reigna

Aug. 6, 2017, 1:35 p.m.(12/21/1006 AR)

Princess Alarissa and Lady Monique's party was the stuff of dreams. It was so lovely, so magical. I have never worn clothes or jewelry like I did that night -- I truly felt lovely and Kael... Kael looked incredible.

I can only hope that Princess Katarina is going to be alright. Prior to the event, there was an accident at the Grottos and I helped as best I could. I saw her at the party, so she must have been alright. I will check on her soon and make sure she is well.

Coming to Arx has broadened my experiences so very much. I want to write about it, but I have to gather my thoughts first, to do it all justice.

Written By Sameera

Aug. 6, 2017, 1:18 p.m.(12/21/1006 AR)

The world if full of difficult people. Several people I am fond of counts among them. Though, I don't mind dealing with the difficulties of people I like. IT is peopling with people I don't know or like that I find far too difficult and have no desire to deal with.

Written By Aiden

Aug. 6, 2017, 12:57 p.m.(12/21/1006 AR)

Too much rum...

Did I sing? Something tells me I was singing...

At least what I can remember of the party was fun.

Written By Octavia

Aug. 6, 2017, 12:56 p.m.(12/21/1006 AR)

The past few weeks have solidified my intent to have a larger courthouse constructed. The Court of the Commons' single room was probably adequate when it was built during the peace of the queens, but in a city of hundreds of thousands, it's just not enough. Magistrates have to step over each other or around each other constantly, and if any case requires more than a summary judgement, the rest of the court completely ceases to function while we set up for a trial.

A building a bit larger than twice this size could easily house a half dozen smaller rooms for summary judgements and a larger courtroom for trials, along with offices on the second floor. I'll have to have something drawn up so that I can present it to the other ministers.

Written By Eirene

Aug. 6, 2017, 12:05 p.m.(12/21/1006 AR)

I went to the White Midnight ball or whatever they called it. I wore white, but with Malvici red and gold. I looked... pretty? Fuck, I don't know. It was a proper dress with the usual expanse of skin tastefully displayed (Save the boob window, hate those) and a swirly skirt which was really just a bunch of hanging strips of cloth and shit. I guess it was pretty fashionable. I don't fucking know. Fashion is something other people do. I just want to wear comfortable clothes that keep my ass safe.

The setting was pretty impressive with the whole starry sky. If I was a romantic I'd have loved the fucking thing. As it was, it was dark and at least the liquor and company (the Redrains and the palace Seraph and the King) was good. Yeah, the King came by my table to hang. I told him where to find the good liquor as a thank you for pointing me to the best shit at his reception.

I like the guy.

Written By Sparte

Aug. 6, 2017, 11:52 a.m.(12/21/1006 AR)

I've been learning about the basics of different languages, and it is really intriguing. I had no idea there were so many dialects, and I hear tell that there are even more that were probably forgotten over the years. I wonder how a language gets born, does it just happen? Do a bunch of people decide to talk different, or is it a sort of accident? It'd be neat if a new language happened in my lifetime, but I suppose that probably isn't very likely.

Written By Valery

Aug. 6, 2017, 9:44 a.m.(12/20/1006 AR)

I haven't seen or chat with any of the people I like in a long while.
I really should get more friends.

Something tells me I'll need them.

Written By Valery

Aug. 6, 2017, 9:37 a.m.(12/20/1006 AR)

What to do?
I'm just so getting tired of waiting.
It seems that all I've been doing lately is waiting and listening.

Written By Jael

Aug. 6, 2017, 8:43 a.m.(12/20/1006 AR)

I was planning to attend Princess Alarissa and Lady Monique's grand ball, had the gown and everything, unfortunately I made the fatal mistake of sneezing in front of Mama while I was visiting Artshall and then it was all blah blah blah running about in wet leathers catch your death of cold drink this brandy right away young lady (all right, that part was nice) if you walk out that door I am sending Lieutenant Desfleur after you etc. etc.

But I'm glad it went off well. I know they both worked very hard on it.

Written By Edward

Aug. 6, 2017, 8:39 a.m.(12/20/1006 AR)

The Night of White is past and it was a completely enjoyable affair. Except for the one holdout it was nice to see that everyone participated in the dress requirements to attend. There was a lot of diverse and interesting styles of clothing adopted in white.

Written By Valencia

Aug. 6, 2017, 1:55 a.m.(12/20/1006 AR)

In answer to the question: "Could this night be any more mortifying?"

Yes, yes, it could. Without a doubt.

Fortunately tomorrow is another day.


~~~~~<~<@

Written By Victus

Aug. 6, 2017, 1:35 a.m.(12/20/1006 AR)

I did it. I went an entire night at a noble's ball, didn't break a sweat, didn't swear too much and didn't get utterly drunk. How I did so I got no fucking idea. Really I just wish I could document it in even the slightest of fancy words just so that I could remember it later, but maybe it was just meant to be a fucking miracle. You understand don't you, Scribe? Maybe you can think of something for me while we're sitting here.

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