Written By Edward
Aug. 3, 2017, 6:13 p.m.(12/15/1006 AR)
The Archlector is offering rewards for sea puns. I wonder if he realizes that those jokes are kind of all washed up and that we should all just seas and desist.
Written By Warrick
Aug. 3, 2017, 6:13 p.m.(12/15/1006 AR)
Whale me a river. Am I doing this right, scholar?
Written By Valery
Aug. 3, 2017, 3:23 p.m.(12/15/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Eirene
I like Lady Eirene.
She's nice, despite being a bit harsh.
And each time I see her I learn something.
She's nice, despite being a bit harsh.
And each time I see her I learn something.
Written By Arianna
Aug. 3, 2017, 2:07 p.m.(12/15/1006 AR)
Oh it took a while but I knew it would happen! I heard about that group hug at the Palace!
Written By Quenia
Aug. 3, 2017, 1:29 p.m.(12/15/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Pietro
Pietro was one of my older brothers, and then got himself killed doing heroic things. He went into a beserker rage while fighting the Bringers of SIlence and helped save countless lives. I'm beyond angry that he got himself killed, but -- who can argue that his sacrifice saved so many people. I miss him quite dearly. We didn't have enough time together.
Written By Quenia
Aug. 3, 2017, 1:27 p.m.(12/15/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Pietro
Pietro was one of my older brother's, and then got himself killed doing heroic things. He went into a beserker rage while fighting the Bringers of SIlence and helped save countless lives. I'm beyond angry that he got himself killed, but -- who can argue that his sacrifice saved so many people. I miss him quite dearly. We didn't have enough time together.
Written By Eirene
Aug. 3, 2017, 1:17 p.m.(12/15/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Symonesse
As delivered by Carissa
To her most radient Majesty, Symonesse, Keeper of Light, Queen of the Compact and protector of the King;
Greetings.
In service to His Majesty as the Minister of Health and head of the Physicians of Arx, I would like to formally greet you and request audience so we might discuss the health and welfare of both your subjects and our most beloved King Alaric. I am a healer of repute and a student of esoteric matters, so it would be most helpful to beg an audience of Your Grace so I may better understand your skills and abilities to assist our goodly King.
With all due respect and admiration,
Lady Minister Guildmistress Eirene Malvici, Brigadier General of the Phoenix of Malvici
As dictacted by Eirene
So titles. Radiant. Call her that. She almost fucking -glows-. Keeper of Light was something I read somewhere, Queen, King's protector, blah blittly blah...
Greets. I'm head of Mini Health, Physicians, can we please meet so we can talk about the King, I study medicine and weird shit so I want to better understand how you help him. Hopefully we can get along and I can actually ease my mind over some things - uh don't put the last part. Sign it with every fucking title you can remember I have so it looks formal and shit. I hope she doesn't think I'm a stuffy prick though.
To her most radient Majesty, Symonesse, Keeper of Light, Queen of the Compact and protector of the King;
Greetings.
In service to His Majesty as the Minister of Health and head of the Physicians of Arx, I would like to formally greet you and request audience so we might discuss the health and welfare of both your subjects and our most beloved King Alaric. I am a healer of repute and a student of esoteric matters, so it would be most helpful to beg an audience of Your Grace so I may better understand your skills and abilities to assist our goodly King.
With all due respect and admiration,
Lady Minister Guildmistress Eirene Malvici, Brigadier General of the Phoenix of Malvici
As dictacted by Eirene
So titles. Radiant. Call her that. She almost fucking -glows-. Keeper of Light was something I read somewhere, Queen, King's protector, blah blittly blah...
Greets. I'm head of Mini Health, Physicians, can we please meet so we can talk about the King, I study medicine and weird shit so I want to better understand how you help him. Hopefully we can get along and I can actually ease my mind over some things - uh don't put the last part. Sign it with every fucking title you can remember I have so it looks formal and shit. I hope she doesn't think I'm a stuffy prick though.
Written By Calypso
Aug. 3, 2017, 12:58 p.m.(12/15/1006 AR)
I saw the strangest thing out on a hunt this week. A family of boar correlated to the bodies in a shallow grave. It really gives one a moment of pause to think how we are all connected. Spirits and bodies, an endless cycle. The concept of a soul is such a strange thing to ponder.
Written By Tikva
Aug. 3, 2017, 12:43 p.m.(12/15/1006 AR)
I loved the royal wedding. Of course, I pretty much love all weddings that I attend ... as there is little that delights me more as the public celebration and embrace of pure oaths of loyalty. Yet I am delighted to see a little spectacle in our spectacle.
At the reception, I watched King Alaric IV and Queen Symonesse greeting their guests and was charmed and delighted by the warmth both showed to each individual they greeted. I'm sure I even witnessed a _group hug_! It gives me new hope for the future, just the joy and kindness and good feelings that I feel like I witnessed, and I'm sure I saw smiles on faces from every House in the Compact.
Yes, all right, the spiders were a little creepy and unsettling, but if they really did weave that glorious wedding gown, sign me up for a set of my own please!
At the reception, I watched King Alaric IV and Queen Symonesse greeting their guests and was charmed and delighted by the warmth both showed to each individual they greeted. I'm sure I even witnessed a _group hug_! It gives me new hope for the future, just the joy and kindness and good feelings that I feel like I witnessed, and I'm sure I saw smiles on faces from every House in the Compact.
Yes, all right, the spiders were a little creepy and unsettling, but if they really did weave that glorious wedding gown, sign me up for a set of my own please!
Written By Eleyna
Aug. 3, 2017, 12:06 p.m.(12/15/1006 AR)
It seems to me that the journals are specifically for expressing opinions and thoughts, whether we necessarily agree with them or not. Particularly personal reflections of perhaps one of the most important events to have happened in the past few hundred years. Funny how that works.
That said, the wedding was lovely. The spiders were amusing (but I'm quite a fan of them in general). The Queen is beautiful and seems very serene, but I suppose after a few thousand years of living, you stop being stressed out over the more mundane details that we mortals tears ourselves to pieces over. I managed to stay at the reception long enough to give our gifts before I remembered that trying to socialize while 84 months pregnant just makes me tired and ill-humored.
That said, the wedding was lovely. The spiders were amusing (but I'm quite a fan of them in general). The Queen is beautiful and seems very serene, but I suppose after a few thousand years of living, you stop being stressed out over the more mundane details that we mortals tears ourselves to pieces over. I managed to stay at the reception long enough to give our gifts before I remembered that trying to socialize while 84 months pregnant just makes me tired and ill-humored.
Written By Denica
Aug. 3, 2017, 10:14 a.m.(12/14/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
"If the formality means a lot to you I'll accept it all the same and put on a serious-as-shit face if required."
(Accompanied by a tiny, over-exaggerated drawing of black sheep with a bigass axe and a crown.)
(Accompanied by a tiny, over-exaggerated drawing of black sheep with a bigass axe and a crown.)
Written By Samantha
Aug. 3, 2017, 10:09 a.m.(12/14/1006 AR)
While most of these entries are charming, I am waiting for the inevitable entry evincing disdain of arachnids, and/or the wedding, and/or the fact that people have opinions about arachnids and/or the wedding that they want to share.
(The wedding was lovely, even if I was too tired to attend the reception, and I did not mind the spiders as long as they stayed in their places. Had one fallen on me, it would have been a very different story.)
(The wedding was lovely, even if I was too tired to attend the reception, and I did not mind the spiders as long as they stayed in their places. Had one fallen on me, it would have been a very different story.)
Written By Khanne
Aug. 3, 2017, 8:23 a.m.(12/14/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Magpie
It's been about a year since I started looking for someone to take on as a protege. I didn't advertise that I was, no. It was more a personal search. As with most decisions I make, I spent a lot of time thinking about it. The key qualities I was searching for may not have been the same as what other Patrons look for. There had to be talent, of course, and I had to feel there was potential for great success in some form... But more so, I wanted someone I could also count as friend.
Magpie is my first protege, and I am very pleased to be able to say so. We've had a great working friendship thus far (despite all the shit he has bothered me with *wink), and I believe it is one that will continue to go well. I am excited for the opportunities this will provide both of us, and greatly anticipate seeing what he accomplishes with this endeavor. He's already made a great name for himself with Highway Robbery and the lovely collectible figurines, I can only imagine his woodworking endeavors will lead to the same successes.
Magpie is my first protege, and I am very pleased to be able to say so. We've had a great working friendship thus far (despite all the shit he has bothered me with *wink), and I believe it is one that will continue to go well. I am excited for the opportunities this will provide both of us, and greatly anticipate seeing what he accomplishes with this endeavor. He's already made a great name for himself with Highway Robbery and the lovely collectible figurines, I can only imagine his woodworking endeavors will lead to the same successes.
Written By Magpie
Aug. 3, 2017, 7:30 a.m.(12/14/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Khanne
Sometimes someone makes a damned compelling argument! (And I know what you're all thinking, but I'm a married man now and I have to wait at least a month before I go back to *those* habits)
Anyway, I picked Lady Khanne as my patron. If it doesn't work out, I'll just try again.
I'm fairly convinced it'll work out fine though. The fact that she even offered after all the shit I've bothered her with says a lot.
Start preparing yourselves for some amazing couches, Arx. You're not going to believe how fantastic they'll be. Just sitting on them will bring a joy akin to your second time. (Because face it, it's pretty rare for someone to actually enjoy their first time... usually it's just weird and awkward and over very quickly)
Anyway, I picked Lady Khanne as my patron. If it doesn't work out, I'll just try again.
I'm fairly convinced it'll work out fine though. The fact that she even offered after all the shit I've bothered her with says a lot.
Start preparing yourselves for some amazing couches, Arx. You're not going to believe how fantastic they'll be. Just sitting on them will bring a joy akin to your second time. (Because face it, it's pretty rare for someone to actually enjoy their first time... usually it's just weird and awkward and over very quickly)
Written By Edward
Aug. 3, 2017, 12:34 a.m.(12/14/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Antonio
You took a tough task upon your shoulders trying to heard the cats of various Houses and ships for the naval exercises. You did well in spite of the attention that was directed to your ships specifically.
Written By Edward
Aug. 3, 2017, 12:33 a.m.(12/14/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Harald
The naval exercises were very informative and educational. Your stratagem was well executed.
Next time my Lord, I will win that small part of the encounter.
Next time my Lord, I will win that small part of the encounter.
Written By Silas
Aug. 3, 2017, 12:28 a.m.(12/14/1006 AR)
The wedding was marvelous. I'm surprised the spiders didn't trigger a stampede of panic out of the Cathedral, though -- I've seen full grown men panic at the sight of the tiniest among them!
I danced with Aiden. He's much better at it than I am, even when he's drunk.
The medals and the Iron Cup for tomorrow's ceremony have been completed and now I have to determine how much I want to spoil our guests...
I danced with Aiden. He's much better at it than I am, even when he's drunk.
The medals and the Iron Cup for tomorrow's ceremony have been completed and now I have to determine how much I want to spoil our guests...
Written By Leta
Aug. 2, 2017, 9:13 p.m.(12/13/1006 AR)
Meowlarice eats spiders now and then, I've noticed, and maybe that's one reason elves aren't too fond of cats, as folk say. Well, some folk say it, anyhow, I wouldn't know. Can't say I much care for spiders either way. Mice, now, mice get in bags and spoil your food and gnaw on your things, but I never heard of spiders doing that. Can't stand moths, though. If spiders eat moths, that's a service well done at least.
Not that this interests Vellichor any, I don't suppose, but I thought I'd write something in today. Though maybe in days to come folk will wonder about such animals as we have now. I hear there used to be all kinds of animals that aren't around anymore, and maybe some day folk won't know what's a cat and what's a moth and what's a spider.
So, for future Scholars, a cat's got four legs and a spider's got eight and a lot more eyes than a cat. Moths have wings and they'll eat your finest wools and such if you let them.
Not that this interests Vellichor any, I don't suppose, but I thought I'd write something in today. Though maybe in days to come folk will wonder about such animals as we have now. I hear there used to be all kinds of animals that aren't around anymore, and maybe some day folk won't know what's a cat and what's a moth and what's a spider.
So, for future Scholars, a cat's got four legs and a spider's got eight and a lot more eyes than a cat. Moths have wings and they'll eat your finest wools and such if you let them.
Written By Fiachra
Aug. 2, 2017, 8:29 p.m.(12/13/1006 AR)
He was to be a surprise. My dear sister decided to gift me with a 'baby' owl that I could train to hunt. Said baby owl was, in fact, a fully grown pygmy owl of maybe six inches, dubbed "Vex" by my wife due to the perpetually grumpy expression that he wore. If only any of us had known that it was more than just his expression.
I am no novice to training animals. Yet, in turning Vex into a companion capable of delivering messages, I have had to deal with the following gems:
* He has delivered more than one message to the Iron Guardsman statue in the city proper.
* He has stolen maple bacon from Prince Edain after delivering a message to him. To be fair, no one can blame him for this one.
* He has stolen various pieces of clothing, notably undergarments, from washlines around Arx. If you were one of those victimized by the little menace, I apologize.
* He has engaged in several hissing contests with Alis, of whom he was particularly jealous. He even perfected his timing so that he caused her to fall off the bed once with one particularly piercing hoot.
His favourite way to show affection is to try and remove pieces of my closest ear. And yet, Princess Sophie had him eating out of her hand - quite literally - with a bribe of bacon jerky. And now, it seems that he has taken to a fascination with my unborn child, cuddling up to Alis' belly at every opportunity he is given to do so. It is... quite the image.
And when we were attacked, Vex was there, all six inches of taloned, feathery fury flying in the face of the man who dared an attempt on my wife. Covered in blood afterwards, proud of himself and strutting even as I cleaned his feathers. And I know that, son or daughter, our child has a fierce, brave companion who will do anything to protect them. And that makes all of the rest worth having gone through.
Remember My Companion.
I am no novice to training animals. Yet, in turning Vex into a companion capable of delivering messages, I have had to deal with the following gems:
* He has delivered more than one message to the Iron Guardsman statue in the city proper.
* He has stolen maple bacon from Prince Edain after delivering a message to him. To be fair, no one can blame him for this one.
* He has stolen various pieces of clothing, notably undergarments, from washlines around Arx. If you were one of those victimized by the little menace, I apologize.
* He has engaged in several hissing contests with Alis, of whom he was particularly jealous. He even perfected his timing so that he caused her to fall off the bed once with one particularly piercing hoot.
His favourite way to show affection is to try and remove pieces of my closest ear. And yet, Princess Sophie had him eating out of her hand - quite literally - with a bribe of bacon jerky. And now, it seems that he has taken to a fascination with my unborn child, cuddling up to Alis' belly at every opportunity he is given to do so. It is... quite the image.
And when we were attacked, Vex was there, all six inches of taloned, feathery fury flying in the face of the man who dared an attempt on my wife. Covered in blood afterwards, proud of himself and strutting even as I cleaned his feathers. And I know that, son or daughter, our child has a fierce, brave companion who will do anything to protect them. And that makes all of the rest worth having gone through.
Remember My Companion.
Written By Edain
Aug. 2, 2017, 7:08 p.m.(12/13/1006 AR)
I noticed a goodly deal of discomfort with the spiders that were present during the King's wedding. Now my feelings on the Nox'alfar are well known and unchanged, so I won't repeat them here. But I will say that I feel like spiders are misunderstood and often not appreciated.
They are industrious and hard working, building their homes and their webs with precision, patience and with the appreciation for a good days work. When they are not building or hunting they are often very serene creatures. They enjoy their peace and their solitude, and the enjoy the quiet of enjoying what they've built. Honestly I find them to have more in common with hard working, humble, salt of the earth farmers and hunters and fishers, the best folk, instead of the creepy monstrosities our imaginations like to paint them ass.
One of my last memories of my mother was her taking 6 year old me with her to Lyon's Redoubt. I was running and playing in an orchard, swinging a stick around pretending I was my uncle Dayne. In my enthusiasm I knocked over wasps nest that was nestled to a low lying branch. Terrified of the wasps I fled... most got bored, but one was so filled with hate it kept giving chase and buzzing angrily around me until flailing wildly I trip over some roots and turned to look up at the incoming wasp, my widening eyes making it look far more huge than it really was.
Then it stopped midair, and started twitching wildly. I had not seen in until the wasps flailing made it catch the light just so that it had flown straight into a spiders web. The spider was on it faster than my eyes could follow and after a brief struggle the wasp started to loose strength and the spider was wrapping it tightly in a cocoon so it could eat the wasp at it's leisure. When it was done it just stopped and was perfectly still for what seemed like minutes, and I could have sworn it was just staring at me. Then it wiggled it's little pedipalps at me in a gesture that looked like a wave. My 6 year old mind decided this was the spiders way of saying "Don't worry buddy! I took care of that wasp!"
Since then spiders have been ok by me, and get a free ride to the garden in the off chance I find one where it shouldn't be.
They are industrious and hard working, building their homes and their webs with precision, patience and with the appreciation for a good days work. When they are not building or hunting they are often very serene creatures. They enjoy their peace and their solitude, and the enjoy the quiet of enjoying what they've built. Honestly I find them to have more in common with hard working, humble, salt of the earth farmers and hunters and fishers, the best folk, instead of the creepy monstrosities our imaginations like to paint them ass.
One of my last memories of my mother was her taking 6 year old me with her to Lyon's Redoubt. I was running and playing in an orchard, swinging a stick around pretending I was my uncle Dayne. In my enthusiasm I knocked over wasps nest that was nestled to a low lying branch. Terrified of the wasps I fled... most got bored, but one was so filled with hate it kept giving chase and buzzing angrily around me until flailing wildly I trip over some roots and turned to look up at the incoming wasp, my widening eyes making it look far more huge than it really was.
Then it stopped midair, and started twitching wildly. I had not seen in until the wasps flailing made it catch the light just so that it had flown straight into a spiders web. The spider was on it faster than my eyes could follow and after a brief struggle the wasp started to loose strength and the spider was wrapping it tightly in a cocoon so it could eat the wasp at it's leisure. When it was done it just stopped and was perfectly still for what seemed like minutes, and I could have sworn it was just staring at me. Then it wiggled it's little pedipalps at me in a gesture that looked like a wave. My 6 year old mind decided this was the spiders way of saying "Don't worry buddy! I took care of that wasp!"
Since then spiders have been ok by me, and get a free ride to the garden in the off chance I find one where it shouldn't be.
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