Written By Harper
April 19, 2017, 11:45 a.m.(4/19/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Magpie
( This message brought to y'by the gal already in her cups. Suggestin that Maggie should get in his f'a whiles.
'Sides, yer a Culler, man. )
Unless you wanna fight instead of drink?
Written By Magpie
April 19, 2017, 9:57 a.m.(4/19/1006 AR)
Though I know some of my fellow captains will find being continuously searched and waylaid by inspections to be akin to getting a rudder jammed up their rear I encourage them to think of the greater good here. It would be far too risky to check for bringers at the gates leaving the harbor. Far better to get them at the source, on the ships themselves. Inconveniencing the ship captains that are risking their boats and their lives to get supplies in is a small price to pay to avoid some unpaid tariffs, after all.
I wonder if we'll get compensation for lost cargo that rots in the hold while we wait in line for our turn for our ships to be worked over like a silk in a shady alley.
Written By Magpie
April 19, 2017, 8:32 a.m.(4/19/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Aureth
He also told me that the demon they faced was invisible. How are we supposed to fight things that can't be seen? I'm starting to rethink the poetry approach. Maybe we *can* bore them to death. What other options do we have?
Written By Talen
April 19, 2017, 8:20 a.m.(4/19/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Ford
(Now filed under the right stacks in the Vellichorian Archives)
Written By Ainsley
April 19, 2017, 3:25 a.m.(4/19/1006 AR)
Written By Darren
April 19, 2017, 1:34 a.m.(4/19/1006 AR)
Drink up, everyone. We have a war to fight. Enjoy your vices while you can.
Written By Darren
April 18, 2017, 11:17 p.m.(4/18/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Donella
I've never appreciated words more.
Written By Katarina
April 18, 2017, 11:16 p.m.(4/18/1006 AR)
# A comet circling 'round his star
# Her compliance it sought after,
# Before he kissed her, for life's sake
# Despised her, love withered away
#
# No one knows, no, no, no, no
# That we're desecrated, distorted
# No place too safe, our lives astray
#
# Where the worlds converged
#_ So effortlessly it curved
##_ Fates were undecided, wherein
NN#p Destinies lay unfulfilled.
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Written By Octavia
April 18, 2017, 9:11 p.m.(4/18/1006 AR)
As Baroness Saik has informed the court that Lord Karadoc holds no office at all, there is no ban of alcoholic drinks anywhere within the city of Arx.
Lady Octavia Kennex
Chief Magistrate
Crown Court of Arx
Written By Mirari
April 18, 2017, 8:49 p.m.(4/18/1006 AR)
Written By Edward
April 18, 2017, 8:18 p.m.(4/18/1006 AR)
Written By Octavia
April 18, 2017, 8:09 p.m.(4/18/1006 AR)
As Lord Karadoc Saik holds no office under the Crown, the ban on the production, sale, and consumption of alcoholic beverages is only effective in Saik-held lands.
Production, sale, and consumption of alcoholic drinks remains fully legal within the Crown wards and boroughs.
_,_ /,
(_/_/(_
Lady Octavia Kennex
Chief Magistrate
Crown Court of Arx
Written By Isolde
April 18, 2017, 7:43 p.m.(4/18/1006 AR)
* As per request, the decorative mask goes to Darren.
* The Acolyte vestments and mask go to Vanora
* The rest of my things, both procured and inherited will be divided up by Talen and Eleyna, who shall fight to the death (of ego) to determine who will get final say. They will know those important to me, to allow for tokens of remembrance, if such things are desired.
So let it be written, and so it shall be.
Written By Valery
April 18, 2017, 6:56 p.m.(4/18/1006 AR)
And people can be so not helpful at all...
Written By Harper
April 18, 2017, 3:35 p.m.(4/18/1006 AR)
DRINK ALE. Totally grains an'better n'gruel. DRINK WHISKEY. Grains. Corn. Rye. Tastier than porridge. VODKA. Hold up, what's that fancy shit made of, Scholar? Oh, potatoes! RUM. Who the fuck drinks that? Oh, sorry. Them Thraxians do. Didn't mean that. DRINK RUM if you wanna. WINE. Grapes. CIDER Apples, tho. See. Healthy shit.
Get yer daily req -- (another crossed out word) essential healthy shit through booze.
Written By Eirene
April 18, 2017, 3:26 p.m.(4/18/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Karadoc
Written By Ford
April 18, 2017, 3:21 p.m.(4/18/1006 AR)
HAHAH! Banned alcohol!? OH please, between Max and I, we have enough kept here to keep the city running for another month. Uh huh, sure, I'd love to see that jumped up little shit try and come take it from me. This prohibition can go fuck itself.
**Message delivered**
These are tough times and I think we all need to set our vices to the side and come together as a people to power through hardships.
Written By Luca
April 18, 2017, 1:24 p.m.(4/18/1006 AR)
Written By Samantha
April 18, 2017, 1:07 p.m.(4/18/1006 AR)
I shall have to remember to send dear Tristan a case of it.
Written By Tristan
April 18, 2017, 12:42 p.m.(4/18/1006 AR)
One - All alcohol worth drinking was brewed some time ago. Forbidding its sale is not going to magically reconstitute its grain.
Two - Alcohol is sacred to Mangata, you twit. Shall we reject a goddess's blessing even as we need divine goodwill?
Three - Morale, blah blah. There's a point here but I spent most of my eloquence on slaughtered civilians.
If anyone wants to raise a glass to honour the Lady of the Waves, I'll be in Traders tonight. Even when the darkness is at our throats we fight all the better for a moment's respite.
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