Written By Vanora
June 17, 2017, 9:15 p.m.(9/3/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Isolde
I have learned so much from her. I once wanted to be just like her, or perhaps to be her entirely. Now that is not the case, but Isolde is still incredibly important to me.
Written By Vanora
June 17, 2017, 9:14 p.m.(9/3/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Belladonna
My cousin. My Duchess. My keeper. All of these, moment to moment.
Written By Kima
June 17, 2017, 9:01 p.m.(9/3/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Joscelin
I commissioned a prize for Estaban's archery contest from Guildmistress Joscelin Arterius. Her work is always superb, and I was more than pleased when it was delivered into my hands this afternoon. I am positive the winner who takes this little brooch home will wear it proudly and with joy - as well they should. Hers is truly a gift from the blessed god, Jayus.
She also sewed the ribbons for the top three winners, which I, personally, think are darling and will love forever and ever.
She also sewed the ribbons for the top three winners, which I, personally, think are darling and will love forever and ever.
Written By Kima
June 17, 2017, 8:54 p.m.(9/3/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Abbas
Spent the morning training Prince Abbas Thrax. The man doesn't fool around, which I appreciate. My time is money, after all. What's more I hate to waste my skill and talent on those who aren't giving their all when they come to me for mentoring.
The are other, cheaper alternatives for learning how to swing a sword or dodge a blow, though I surely won't list them here.
The new warlord seems to be looking towards the future with eyes no longer blinkered. I can only hope the gods set him on a sure path, so that he might not go through life sewing wanton destruction and misery, of which so many are capable.
The are other, cheaper alternatives for learning how to swing a sword or dodge a blow, though I surely won't list them here.
The new warlord seems to be looking towards the future with eyes no longer blinkered. I can only hope the gods set him on a sure path, so that he might not go through life sewing wanton destruction and misery, of which so many are capable.
Written By Merek
June 17, 2017, 8:46 p.m.(9/3/1006 AR)
A reminder to the Compact that Vellichor didn't gift us the White Journals to make threats or tell the whole world our sexual business. This isn't to anyone specific, it's in general because it seems to be a trend I've seen since coming here quite a while back. If you feel the need to speak certain things so much, the black journals are the place for these Black Reflections.
Written By Merek
June 17, 2017, 8:41 p.m.(9/3/1006 AR)
A fun event. It was nice to participate in something that has to do with archery. I hope there are more like it.
Written By Lydia
June 17, 2017, 7:43 p.m.(9/3/1006 AR)
Okay. I figured it out, Scholars.
Oh, I've done so many wrong things. Spoken the wrong things. Pushed people away and shut myself up like a spiky little hedgehog curled up into a ball. Afraid. Too many blushes and blind judgements. I'm not a shrinking violet anymore.
I thought about it, about Nadia, and I'm writing this down to get it out and be done. I can't be caught up in my own thoughts like I'm still a Lady. I'm not. I have other important responsibilities, other complicated problems that affect more than just me. I can't be self-involved on the level I was --
I'm not sure how long it's going to take to change. But I'm choosing to start today.
Oh, I've done so many wrong things. Spoken the wrong things. Pushed people away and shut myself up like a spiky little hedgehog curled up into a ball. Afraid. Too many blushes and blind judgements. I'm not a shrinking violet anymore.
I thought about it, about Nadia, and I'm writing this down to get it out and be done. I can't be caught up in my own thoughts like I'm still a Lady. I'm not. I have other important responsibilities, other complicated problems that affect more than just me. I can't be self-involved on the level I was --
I'm not sure how long it's going to take to change. But I'm choosing to start today.
Written By Lanei
June 17, 2017, 7:32 p.m.(9/3/1006 AR)
I have had the most inspiring afternoon, it seems like such luck, a whim that turned out to provide so much! Still I will thank Jayus for it, for perhaps my whims were guided, and even if not, to bring fruit to their results I must rely on His Inspiration.
It may truly happen. My own shop, my own (well, not entirely my own, no) plan to see that the shop becomes popular, that MY work becomes popular.
It's all I've wanted for so very, very long, that I am still half shocked at the possibilities.
It may truly happen. My own shop, my own (well, not entirely my own, no) plan to see that the shop becomes popular, that MY work becomes popular.
It's all I've wanted for so very, very long, that I am still half shocked at the possibilities.
Written By Thena
June 17, 2017, 7:09 p.m.(9/3/1006 AR)
The past few days have been riddled with petty disappointments, but more than ever I have the Faith to remind me what truly matters and what my path needs to be. I look forward to taking my vows in two days' time.
Written By Dafne
June 17, 2017, 6:58 p.m.(9/3/1006 AR)
Every death is a new beginning.
I know what doesn't help sometimes. I know that when loss and pain are raw and fresh, anything said to you, no matter how wise and well-meaning, sounds trite and insulting. But it helped me, later. When the first shock had faded and I was wondering: What is left to me now?
Whenever anything ends, something else begins. When something is lost, something is, also, gained. The Goddess of Death, the Queen of Endings, is also the Mother of New Beginnings, ushering new souls into the world.
That doesn't mean we shouldn't grieve. When the old gives way to the new, the world changes and nothing will ever be the same. It's natural and normal to grieve what was lost. Nor does it ever mean we should become complacent about the cycle of loss and gain, because a new beginning is an opportunity, not a guarantee. It is what we make of it.
But when other lives end--remember, ours does not. It is our chance to build something new.
This helped me immensely. This is why I became one of Death's disciples.
I only hope, in time, it will help others, too.
I know what doesn't help sometimes. I know that when loss and pain are raw and fresh, anything said to you, no matter how wise and well-meaning, sounds trite and insulting. But it helped me, later. When the first shock had faded and I was wondering: What is left to me now?
Whenever anything ends, something else begins. When something is lost, something is, also, gained. The Goddess of Death, the Queen of Endings, is also the Mother of New Beginnings, ushering new souls into the world.
That doesn't mean we shouldn't grieve. When the old gives way to the new, the world changes and nothing will ever be the same. It's natural and normal to grieve what was lost. Nor does it ever mean we should become complacent about the cycle of loss and gain, because a new beginning is an opportunity, not a guarantee. It is what we make of it.
But when other lives end--remember, ours does not. It is our chance to build something new.
This helped me immensely. This is why I became one of Death's disciples.
I only hope, in time, it will help others, too.
Written By Arthur
June 17, 2017, 5:54 p.m.(9/3/1006 AR)
((Riddled with misspellings and such, due to illiteracy. This is the translated version.))
I finished decorating my shop today, and opened the doors for the first time.
Hanging the sigil of Jayus on the wall, and then opening the door to let in the fresh air of the square was quite the experience for me. It really made me feel how far I've come from begging for food on a Southport street corner. The Malvici have given me everything, with the aid of my skill, and Jayus.
I won't let any of those things down.
I finished decorating my shop today, and opened the doors for the first time.
Hanging the sigil of Jayus on the wall, and then opening the door to let in the fresh air of the square was quite the experience for me. It really made me feel how far I've come from begging for food on a Southport street corner. The Malvici have given me everything, with the aid of my skill, and Jayus.
I won't let any of those things down.
Written By Ysbail
June 17, 2017, 5:26 p.m.(9/3/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
You get to pick the next party! I'll try to dress appropriately to the occasion. With shoes, even!
Written By Victus
June 17, 2017, 5:03 p.m.(9/3/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Freja
If I find you in my bedchambers without my permission, I am leaving dead piranhas on your pillow.
Written By Victus
June 17, 2017, 5 p.m.(9/3/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Ysbail
You made a fine date, even if you dressed like a pincushion. Let's keep up that trend.
Written By Victus
June 17, 2017, 4:59 p.m.(9/3/1006 AR)
Party after party, murder after murder, attack after attack. I wish I could still go back to the days when this city was a boring little piece of the Compact. But it seems like walking in the street is enough to put your whole livelihood at risk. It gets the adrenaline pumping thinking about such things, but at the same time only reinforces the people's fear in what lurks around the corner.
Things playing in shadows are fucking with us constantly. It's damn annoying and dreary as anything to listen to every new story of death and betrayal. Dramatic, at least.
Bah, at least my mask won best in show.
Things playing in shadows are fucking with us constantly. It's damn annoying and dreary as anything to listen to every new story of death and betrayal. Dramatic, at least.
Bah, at least my mask won best in show.
Written By Esoka
June 17, 2017, 3:21 p.m.(9/3/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Calaudrin
I love Calaudrin Estardes as well, of course. I have devoted a rather embarrassing amount of ink to this subject already, but fortunately all of that is between me and Vellichor, and shall stay that way. For the masses I leave it at that, for it sings in my heart and requires no elaboration.
I am concerned that you're also writing about rashes, though. Especially in conjunction with were-rats and alleys in the Lower Boroughs. Please consult a Mercy about such things, for I want no part of it!
This is loving advice.
I am concerned that you're also writing about rashes, though. Especially in conjunction with were-rats and alleys in the Lower Boroughs. Please consult a Mercy about such things, for I want no part of it!
This is loving advice.
Written By Isolde
June 17, 2017, 2:59 p.m.(9/3/1006 AR)
I've been holed up sick for nearly two weeks now.
Someone please send a physician willing to replace my fragile lungs. If I cough one more time, I will rip them out myself.
Someone please send a physician willing to replace my fragile lungs. If I cough one more time, I will rip them out myself.
Written By Thena
June 17, 2017, 2:16 p.m.(9/3/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Armel
Aren't you supposed to be on my side?
(Never mind, don't answer that)
(Never mind, don't answer that)
Written By Armel
June 17, 2017, 1:50 p.m.(9/2/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Thena
I was there too, and he seemed to be doing alright..
Also, that's where we all first met I think. Killing plague rats. That's weird.
Also, that's where we all first met I think. Killing plague rats. That's weird.
Written By Thena
June 17, 2017, 1:42 p.m.(9/2/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Calaudrin
You'd be a fucking were-rat right now if it weren't for me.
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