Written By Freja
April 23, 2017, 2:33 p.m.(5/1/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Aureth
Your armor was heard all the way to Farhaven and back again.
Still, looks good on you.
By the by, I owe you tremendously for the swords you pledged. When we get through this mess you get a whiskey or twelve and a few tales on me.
Fuck it.
I'm buying you and Aleksei a barrel.
Still, looks good on you.
By the by, I owe you tremendously for the swords you pledged. When we get through this mess you get a whiskey or twelve and a few tales on me.
Fuck it.
I'm buying you and Aleksei a barrel.
Written By Alis
April 23, 2017, 2:22 p.m.(5/1/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Joscelin
I fervently hope that everyone realizes the hard work you put in to keeping the merchants able to stay afloat during the siege. I know it must be a thankless job at times, while those in armor and swinging the swords get so much of the glory. But I promise we do not forget your hard work! Or the work of all the people who bring supplies despite the danger.
And on top of that, to remain inspired do Jayus work. You have my admiration.
And on top of that, to remain inspired do Jayus work. You have my admiration.
Written By Aureth
April 23, 2017, 1:51 p.m.(5/1/1006 AR)
On flash:
As my mother's son, I will tell you this: clothing is a language and that outfits are a message.
I could think of no better design for my armor than this to wear to shout "fuck you" to Tolamar Brand on behalf of the Queen of Endings and Beginnings.
As my mother's son, I will tell you this: clothing is a language and that outfits are a message.
I could think of no better design for my armor than this to wear to shout "fuck you" to Tolamar Brand on behalf of the Queen of Endings and Beginnings.
Written By Armel
April 23, 2017, 1:37 p.m.(5/1/1006 AR)
As I lay here, my back ten kinds of messed up, I sit back and think about this latest night of terror and pain and misery and hope and revenge. A tangled mess, to be sure. And while I have given my praise to the Gods while I am recumbent for the most part, I have decided to let the scribes record the thanks I owe to each of those who stood alongside me, and me with them, in that holy place:
Gisele - You didn't falter, even when the demon announced he was coming for you. You kept the ritual going, and gave everything you have against a creature who has hurt you so much. We all owe you and the other ritual-speakers our lives.
Aureth - I will admit, I was skeptical of the new armor. It is flashy, and flashy means 'dead' in most situations. But you held true, held to the Gods, and spoke the words that ended in the demon's weakening and death. You have my thanks from here to the grave.
Fortunato - I think I hit you during the ritual in all the confusion. Apologies for that. You were a true and stalwart soul that stood your ground well. And you helped to teach this old knight how to express himself. Thank you. Also, you lit the bastard on fire, and I can't overstate how much that pleased me.
Aleksei - Brash, forward, excitable aleksei. I was a bit worried about your entry into our ranks, but your prayers that night, along with your blade, may have been unconventional, but they were also effective and forceful. Shattering that reflection will stand in my memory forever.
Freja - I could fill pages with all the opinions I have on the Princess, but despite being outmatched, outarmored, and left in a horrible situation against an implacable foe? She held her own and managed to summon her own spirits to assist in destroying this monster. You are a treasured soul, I hope you realize that.
I truly believe that without any one of these people, we would have failed that night, and the demon that we faced would have been left free to kill and maim and terrify more innocents of Arx and beyond. But it is dead. We won. Even if winning was painful, an horrible, and sometimes feels like no victory at all? It is over. The Pale Man is no more. And I can sleep again at last.
Gisele - You didn't falter, even when the demon announced he was coming for you. You kept the ritual going, and gave everything you have against a creature who has hurt you so much. We all owe you and the other ritual-speakers our lives.
Aureth - I will admit, I was skeptical of the new armor. It is flashy, and flashy means 'dead' in most situations. But you held true, held to the Gods, and spoke the words that ended in the demon's weakening and death. You have my thanks from here to the grave.
Fortunato - I think I hit you during the ritual in all the confusion. Apologies for that. You were a true and stalwart soul that stood your ground well. And you helped to teach this old knight how to express himself. Thank you. Also, you lit the bastard on fire, and I can't overstate how much that pleased me.
Aleksei - Brash, forward, excitable aleksei. I was a bit worried about your entry into our ranks, but your prayers that night, along with your blade, may have been unconventional, but they were also effective and forceful. Shattering that reflection will stand in my memory forever.
Freja - I could fill pages with all the opinions I have on the Princess, but despite being outmatched, outarmored, and left in a horrible situation against an implacable foe? She held her own and managed to summon her own spirits to assist in destroying this monster. You are a treasured soul, I hope you realize that.
I truly believe that without any one of these people, we would have failed that night, and the demon that we faced would have been left free to kill and maim and terrify more innocents of Arx and beyond. But it is dead. We won. Even if winning was painful, an horrible, and sometimes feels like no victory at all? It is over. The Pale Man is no more. And I can sleep again at last.
Written By Shadow
April 23, 2017, 12:57 p.m.(4/28/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Luca
~Written in Northlands Shav~
He is the one who is marrying the Princess I call Pink ribbon, I must find him to talk and make sure he is good. That he won't hurt her. Not sure he realizes yet that if he does title or not that I will break him. .
He is the one who is marrying the Princess I call Pink ribbon, I must find him to talk and make sure he is good. That he won't hurt her. Not sure he realizes yet that if he does title or not that I will break him. .
Written By Shadow
April 23, 2017, 12:52 p.m.(4/28/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Seva
~Written in Northlands Shav~
She is a Thrax, Just when I was begining to fear that the Thrax might only see those to be put under foot or blade when they look at the abandoned or us prodigals she makes me think different. She treated me as a person and with great kindness, and has been very helpful around the shop. And it would seem she will be my new neighbor, The smell of incense already taking to the air in a most wonderful way..
She is a Thrax, Just when I was begining to fear that the Thrax might only see those to be put under foot or blade when they look at the abandoned or us prodigals she makes me think different. She treated me as a person and with great kindness, and has been very helpful around the shop. And it would seem she will be my new neighbor, The smell of incense already taking to the air in a most wonderful way..
Written By Shadow
April 23, 2017, 12:49 p.m.(4/28/1006 AR)
~Written in Northlands Shav~
The wedding I was invited to draws closer, And I am stuck between feeling sadness and joy. Sadness because I fear this will change much between me and the Princess I call Pink Ribbon. But Joy because I truly wish to see her happy, Wish to see her smile more. I can only hope that with this new change and path she will find herself on she will still have time to visit.
I am not sure I am ready for this wedding, I am not sure it is ready for me. But we shall see. Now to find the one marrying her so I can have a talk and make sure they know not to hurt her.. Not to make her cry in sadness.
The wedding I was invited to draws closer, And I am stuck between feeling sadness and joy. Sadness because I fear this will change much between me and the Princess I call Pink Ribbon. But Joy because I truly wish to see her happy, Wish to see her smile more. I can only hope that with this new change and path she will find herself on she will still have time to visit.
I am not sure I am ready for this wedding, I am not sure it is ready for me. But we shall see. Now to find the one marrying her so I can have a talk and make sure they know not to hurt her.. Not to make her cry in sadness.
Written By Merek
April 23, 2017, 12:35 p.m.(4/28/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Octavia
Lady Kennex is a nice woman, a bit different than what one would expect. I spoke to her about the Court, and I'm hoping we will be working together in the future. She seems to be quite fond of the law.
Written By Armel
April 23, 2017, 11:34 a.m.(4/28/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Leola
I have never, in all my travels, met a more ludicrous, off-the-wall, insane....And completely fascinating person. She has stories that couldn't possibly be true. But I've seen her do things I would call impossible with my own eyes, so perhaps she will simply widen my own vision.
I will pray for her. I will pray for them all.
I will pray for her. I will pray for them all.
Written By Percephon
April 23, 2017, 11:05 a.m.(4/28/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Juliet
While I've been part of The Salon for nearly a year now, it's only been recently that I've truly had much time to spend with the Lady Fidante. I see clearly why the intellectual and social side of her was driven to create the organization, and she is unafraid to engage in debates that might draw the ire of certain people. Still, while our paths thread so closely in some ways, in others... let us hope you do not stray too far, Lady Fidante.
Written By Jhond
April 23, 2017, 10:30 a.m.(4/28/1006 AR)
Games are fun, but just admit it already
Written By Saedrus
April 23, 2017, 9:30 a.m.(4/28/1006 AR)
I think Vashti has made a little friend in Opia. Darling little things have been playing in the Grotto all day. For all the darkness hanging over the city, it is such a delight to see something quite as sweet as the kindling of new friendships. I do hope Mirari will not mind if they have more regular play dates; I would not want to keep little Vashti away from his newest companion. He really does need to learn to play with others, I think I may have spoilt him a touch too much.
Written By Cicero
April 23, 2017, 9:28 a.m.(4/28/1006 AR)
Each help in our way
Contribute to common goal
More than just the sword
Contribute to common goal
More than just the sword
Written By Leola
April 23, 2017, 9:11 a.m.(4/28/1006 AR)
To Lagoma, I say; Whatever happens, by standing for you, I hope the sun rises tomorrow brighter than today
To Mangata, I say; you gave me my life. I owe you nothing less.
To Petrichor, I say; this world was given to all of us. I fight for those who cannot.
To my family; I wish you well. I love you.
To my lords; I stand as would any soldier you have called to your service, and ask nothing more.
To Arvum, I say only this. You deserved better.
If I open this again, I will have lived.
To Mangata, I say; you gave me my life. I owe you nothing less.
To Petrichor, I say; this world was given to all of us. I fight for those who cannot.
To my family; I wish you well. I love you.
To my lords; I stand as would any soldier you have called to your service, and ask nothing more.
To Arvum, I say only this. You deserved better.
If I open this again, I will have lived.
Written By Freja
April 23, 2017, 9:02 a.m.(4/28/1006 AR)
"You will be like me. Alone, without a chorus of your own. And no one to hear the song of the dead you left in your wake..."
So were its last words, but he never was a prophet.
I owe them all my life, ten times over at least. But for now, I sleep.
So were its last words, but he never was a prophet.
I owe them all my life, ten times over at least. But for now, I sleep.
Written By Cicero
April 23, 2017, 8:59 a.m.(4/28/1006 AR)
Dangerous choices
In protecting those we love
Better me than them.
In protecting those we love
Better me than them.
Written By Harper
April 23, 2017, 4:08 a.m.(4/28/1006 AR)
Warnin' to the one that gave me Grit: if I find ya, I'mma buy you a pint.
Pee Ess: Maybe two.
Pee Ess: Maybe two.
Written By Silas
April 23, 2017, 1:13 a.m.(4/27/1006 AR)
All the great people of the world are born on 4/27.
Written By Simone
April 23, 2017, 12:55 a.m.(4/27/1006 AR)
( Georgette is far too quick to take away one of my entries to the Scholar. )
Dear Me,
Stop being maudlin. Immediately. It isn't like you. You're only one year older. There are only four months yet to go. Nevermind that there is a pile of dresses that no longer fit and a pile of paper with far too many names to consider and sift through. You will keep Georgie preoccupied with this journal entry because you've just mentioned her and she will have to read it. Once she starts, you will have your opening to slip out of the Archives for a breath of fresh air.
Always,
Me.
Postscript: Dulcie, that style is incredibly cathartic!
4/27/1006 AR
Dear Me,
Stop being maudlin. Immediately. It isn't like you. You're only one year older. There are only four months yet to go. Nevermind that there is a pile of dresses that no longer fit and a pile of paper with far too many names to consider and sift through. You will keep Georgie preoccupied with this journal entry because you've just mentioned her and she will have to read it. Once she starts, you will have your opening to slip out of the Archives for a breath of fresh air.
Always,
Me.
Postscript: Dulcie, that style is incredibly cathartic!
4/27/1006 AR
Written By Mira
April 23, 2017, 12:50 a.m.(4/27/1006 AR)
I was directed to meditate at the Shrine of the Sentinel, today.
While I can sit for hours and hours with a single book, regardless of how dry or verbose the author becomes, sitting in silence is an awful experience. Simply sitting there, waiting for a thing that may or may not happen, while trying not to think is something I am not accustomed to.
Perhaps it is the army outside the gates, but being surrounded by silence is worrisome...
While I can sit for hours and hours with a single book, regardless of how dry or verbose the author becomes, sitting in silence is an awful experience. Simply sitting there, waiting for a thing that may or may not happen, while trying not to think is something I am not accustomed to.
Perhaps it is the army outside the gates, but being surrounded by silence is worrisome...
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