Written By Darren
July 6, 2017, 12:35 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Donella
Sometimes the feeling is just so damn good, you need to shout it from the rooftops.
I'm not coming down from here, not for awhile!
I'm not coming down from here, not for awhile!
Written By Charlaine
July 5, 2017, 11:14 p.m.(10/13/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Monique
Glad to be your Maze Champion! Truely a fun event.
Written By Charlaine
July 5, 2017, 11:14 p.m.(10/13/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Monique
Glad to be your Maze Champion! Truely a fun event.
Written By Charlaine
July 5, 2017, 11:13 p.m.(10/13/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Gaston
Beat you twice, at the Maze, looking forward for next time!
Written By Aureth
July 5, 2017, 10:17 p.m.(10/13/1006 AR)
There is no Fate.
Death does not choose your end.
She chooses your beginning and embraces you upon your ending. She will gather your soul unto herself when you die, howsoever you die. But she does not choose your end. She does not determine your life.
You do that.
No god is responsible for your choices; only you are.
Death does not choose your end.
She chooses your beginning and embraces you upon your ending. She will gather your soul unto herself when you die, howsoever you die. But she does not choose your end. She does not determine your life.
You do that.
No god is responsible for your choices; only you are.
Written By Caras
July 5, 2017, 5:57 p.m.(10/13/1006 AR)
Time is a coin that no man is gifted with in excess. Long or short, each lifespan is lived to it's very end, the which is determined by the Queen of Death. - Proverbs of the Queen of Death
Written By Silas
July 5, 2017, 1:52 p.m.(10/13/1006 AR)
I think I'm more willing to trust people individually more than in large groups...
Written By Belladonna
July 5, 2017, 12:15 p.m.(10/13/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Cassius
My husband has returned to Arx.
I admit to being pleased.
I admit to being pleased.
Written By Freja
July 5, 2017, 9:02 a.m.(10/12/1006 AR)
Both brothers to be hitched in a matter of weeks.
After the ceremonies I think I'll vanish North for a while; it has been too long since I have seen Farhaven and true snows.
Darren, you'll have to spare me.
After the ceremonies I think I'll vanish North for a while; it has been too long since I have seen Farhaven and true snows.
Darren, you'll have to spare me.
Written By Saira
July 5, 2017, 8:28 a.m.(10/12/1006 AR)
10/12/1006 AR
4:31PM
Dear Garian,
I have arrived back in Arx safely. I was told not to speak of why I had to leave; I suppose papa did not wish for the Graysons here who know him to worry for him.
I have missed it here more than I expected to during my absence. I know life demands surrender at times, but I had not expected surrendering my growing feel for this huge capital to be so irksome. Now that I have returned, I feel as though I must start from the beginning again. It has been so long.
There has been one positive outcome, at least. The dark emotions that plagued me in the night have finally begun to ease. I have not forgotten them, but they do not shadow my every step as they once did.
Perhaps I needed the time away to confront them, if only in my mind.
All is well again, and I have returned to the city. I rather wonder if anyone even noticed I was gone.
I miss you. I wish you could write back.
Love From,
Saira
4:31PM
Dear Garian,
I have arrived back in Arx safely. I was told not to speak of why I had to leave; I suppose papa did not wish for the Graysons here who know him to worry for him.
I have missed it here more than I expected to during my absence. I know life demands surrender at times, but I had not expected surrendering my growing feel for this huge capital to be so irksome. Now that I have returned, I feel as though I must start from the beginning again. It has been so long.
There has been one positive outcome, at least. The dark emotions that plagued me in the night have finally begun to ease. I have not forgotten them, but they do not shadow my every step as they once did.
Perhaps I needed the time away to confront them, if only in my mind.
All is well again, and I have returned to the city. I rather wonder if anyone even noticed I was gone.
I miss you. I wish you could write back.
Love From,
Saira
Written By Magpie
July 5, 2017, 7:47 a.m.(10/12/1006 AR)
I went off on a cargo run to Setarco. Good times. Good times.
Got back, it's been a day.
Ready to go on another cargo run.
Gloom and doom news aside, I got another couch! I really like this one. It's quite nice. Skapti is a fellow that delivers -- literally!
And now I get to go out sailing again. Absolute win for me.
Got back, it's been a day.
Ready to go on another cargo run.
Gloom and doom news aside, I got another couch! I really like this one. It's quite nice. Skapti is a fellow that delivers -- literally!
And now I get to go out sailing again. Absolute win for me.
Written By Victus
July 5, 2017, 4:24 a.m.(10/12/1006 AR)
Never have I ever been so damn optimistic for the future and what a breath of fresh air it is.
Friendships blossoming in one noble house after the other, actual pleasant conversation with our other High Lords and more wedding bells on the way.
Never have I been prouder of Thrax. In no small part to the actions of my family and our robust charm.
Fuck, did this coronet get lighter?
Friendships blossoming in one noble house after the other, actual pleasant conversation with our other High Lords and more wedding bells on the way.
Never have I been prouder of Thrax. In no small part to the actions of my family and our robust charm.
Fuck, did this coronet get lighter?
Written By Shard
July 4, 2017, 11:22 p.m.(10/11/1006 AR)
Saw an elf today. Asked her a question. Got an answer.
Yes, that's all I think needs be written on the matter.
Yes, that's all I think needs be written on the matter.
Written By Melinda
July 4, 2017, 9:39 p.m.(10/11/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
Shared a few drinks of rum with the High Lord tonight, boy can he Drink!
Written By Calaudrin
July 4, 2017, 1:41 p.m.(10/11/1006 AR)
I will say this, sometimes it's not what a thing looks like but what it does. Sometimes, the occasion calls for a murky, dubious whiskey. It's fortifying.
Written By Edward
July 4, 2017, 10:42 a.m.(10/10/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Jael
I am finally getting around to thanking Lady Jael and her House for such a fine festival earlier this week. It was wonderfully entertaining and finally learning about cornholing was worth the visit. Even listening to Prince Edain discuss the finer points of cornholing techniques really made the evening.
I look forward to the next.
I look forward to the next.
Written By Thena
July 4, 2017, 8:27 a.m.(10/10/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Calaudrin
I /told/ you to give him the Setarco whiskey.
Written By Aiden
July 4, 2017, 2:15 a.m.(10/10/1006 AR)
The first nightmares I started to have, was because I picked up my bow for the first time in defense of people I love. I have wild distortions of how the battles ended up, they tend to keep me up at night.
I first time I wielded my bow in the Hall of Heroes, against bringers that appeared there. Then many many times between. I nearly killed myself to send an arrow in perfect shot from a balcony at the black theater to pin a bringer in place long enough so that those below could finish them. The last time I picked up my bow, I was standing on the ramparts, being tasked with the duties I was, to keep the morale of the archers alive.
Of these things I dream, most terrible. Some, some are different though.
I've had different dreams of late. Of flying. I hold onto those ones, even if in these ones I died too. I don't care though, I was flying. I will fly again. Maybe it won't be in the same way as I do in my dreams, but now, I have seen enough to know which way I must go. Arx has been a cage to me, holding me back. As soon as I can, I will leave it. Two months at most, and then, I go, in search of my dreams.
I know not yet all who will come with me, but those who do, will have to leave all their silk behind.
We go, into the wild.
I first time I wielded my bow in the Hall of Heroes, against bringers that appeared there. Then many many times between. I nearly killed myself to send an arrow in perfect shot from a balcony at the black theater to pin a bringer in place long enough so that those below could finish them. The last time I picked up my bow, I was standing on the ramparts, being tasked with the duties I was, to keep the morale of the archers alive.
Of these things I dream, most terrible. Some, some are different though.
I've had different dreams of late. Of flying. I hold onto those ones, even if in these ones I died too. I don't care though, I was flying. I will fly again. Maybe it won't be in the same way as I do in my dreams, but now, I have seen enough to know which way I must go. Arx has been a cage to me, holding me back. As soon as I can, I will leave it. Two months at most, and then, I go, in search of my dreams.
I know not yet all who will come with me, but those who do, will have to leave all their silk behind.
We go, into the wild.
Written By Aiden
July 4, 2017, 2:01 a.m.(10/10/1006 AR)
I'm so fortunate to have amazing friends who remind me of all the good that I've done and am trying to do.
You know who you are. I love you like family.
You know who you are. I love you like family.
Written By Orazio
July 3, 2017, 11:57 p.m.(10/9/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Calaudrin
A man of thought and compassion, and an excellent investigator to boot. I thank the gods for crossing our paths.
I am, however, reasonably certain that whiskey is not supposed to look like that.
I am, however, reasonably certain that whiskey is not supposed to look like that.
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