Written By Silas
Feb. 23, 2017, 5:08 p.m.(12/22/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
Typically writes very long and eloquent letters.
But I have beaten him, this time.
I think I have a wrist cramp...
But I have beaten him, this time.
I think I have a wrist cramp...
Written By Silas
Feb. 23, 2017, 3:24 p.m.(12/22/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Khloe
The new operator of the Commons Medical Clinic, which is now under the oversight of Master Benjamin of the Physician's Guild.
My initial impressions lead me to believe she has a good heart, which usually comes with any good healer. She wishes for me to visit her from time to time, there or elsewhere, and hopefully I can find the time to do so in between fighting crime!
My initial impressions lead me to believe she has a good heart, which usually comes with any good healer. She wishes for me to visit her from time to time, there or elsewhere, and hopefully I can find the time to do so in between fighting crime!
Written By Silas
Feb. 23, 2017, 3:14 p.m.(12/22/1005 AR)
I am thoroughly pleased with the table and wardrobe I had crafted for Lady Anabelle and House Lyonesse, and I suspect I will continue to be impressed by the training blades her house produces. I will be stocking our Armory with them at the earliest opportunity, so I don't behead my recruits on accident. I thought I was careful -enough-, but I was proven quite wrong...
Several individuals have stepped forward to offer their aid in helping us with the increasing violence in the Boroughs, and I am gradually becoming optimistic about our chances in holding it together.
I look forward to participating in the tournament. We haven't had a good tournament in a long while!
Several individuals have stepped forward to offer their aid in helping us with the increasing violence in the Boroughs, and I am gradually becoming optimistic about our chances in holding it together.
I look forward to participating in the tournament. We haven't had a good tournament in a long while!
Written By Sparte
Feb. 23, 2017, 11:58 a.m.(12/22/1005 AR)
So I learned how to dodge by having things thrown at me. I was never the kid who played catch, I was the kid who got out of the way. As I've gotten better I've had some more dangerous things thrown my way. I guess I got used to it.
So when someone asked me to teach them the art of evasion, I tried to go for something less dangerous. Vegetables! Dodging vegetables is easy, right? Well, I forgot why people normally throw produce at each other.
I don't think she'll want to talk to me again.
So when someone asked me to teach them the art of evasion, I tried to go for something less dangerous. Vegetables! Dodging vegetables is easy, right? Well, I forgot why people normally throw produce at each other.
I don't think she'll want to talk to me again.
Written By Eirene
Feb. 23, 2017, 11:33 a.m.(12/22/1005 AR)
How do I even begin to start. I really don't want to give the poor scribes nightmares so let's just say 'Well that was interesting' and leave it at that.
Written By Mae
Feb. 23, 2017, 10:40 a.m.(12/22/1005 AR)
Dear nobility of Arx,
It has come to my attention that many of you do not know what has been happening in the Boroughs. That you don't even know what life in the Boroughs is like. It makes sense. How could you know of a place you've never been?
It has also come to my attention that many of you all like me for some reason.
So, if any of you are seeking a conversation with a lowly Boroughs girl, I am easily coaxed into conversation over a hot meal and nice tea.
I'm serious! I like talking. I like it when you all are informed.
Sincerely,
Mae Culler
It has come to my attention that many of you do not know what has been happening in the Boroughs. That you don't even know what life in the Boroughs is like. It makes sense. How could you know of a place you've never been?
It has also come to my attention that many of you all like me for some reason.
So, if any of you are seeking a conversation with a lowly Boroughs girl, I am easily coaxed into conversation over a hot meal and nice tea.
I'm serious! I like talking. I like it when you all are informed.
Sincerely,
Mae Culler
Written By Merek
Feb. 23, 2017, 10:35 a.m.(12/22/1005 AR)
The duel was quite interesting to watch. It did not happen as I expected it to, but I am satisfied that Gloria was honoured on both sides. I feel the situation that led to it all to be quite a simple matter, and not one I would've issued the original challenge over, but in the name of these things, the end result is that there should now be nothing held against the other on either side. Which is how it should be I think.
Written By Signe
Feb. 23, 2017, 10:30 a.m.(12/22/1005 AR)
People are really getting busy around the Grove lately. It's good to see everyone working together in the restoration. While the others bring in new soil and plants, I've taken it upon myself to stock the area with fauna.
Yes, fauna. Birds, bugs, beasts. Little beasts. Actually, more like, I'm coaxing them to return by adding feeders and all that. I don't think they'd be very happy about being tied there if they didn't want. Honestly, I don't even know if that'll work but it's worth a try.
For now, Atila and Tempest are the part-time beast sentinels. Maybe they'll attract attention. Maybe they'll scare the critters away.
Really, I just hope Atila doesn't pee on the altar again.
Yes, fauna. Birds, bugs, beasts. Little beasts. Actually, more like, I'm coaxing them to return by adding feeders and all that. I don't think they'd be very happy about being tied there if they didn't want. Honestly, I don't even know if that'll work but it's worth a try.
For now, Atila and Tempest are the part-time beast sentinels. Maybe they'll attract attention. Maybe they'll scare the critters away.
Really, I just hope Atila doesn't pee on the altar again.
Written By Signe
Feb. 23, 2017, 10:08 a.m.(12/22/1005 AR)
I don't think I'm going to last long if I keep drinking so much before bedtime. Herbs don't help either. Maybe it shouldn't be just herbs? Maybe a pinch of this and a dash of that...
I should start making my rounds in apothecaries. There ought to be at least /something/ new every month.
I should start making my rounds in apothecaries. There ought to be at least /something/ new every month.
Written By Michael
Feb. 23, 2017, 9:46 a.m.(12/21/1005 AR)
How can I make sense of this? Everything moves as if nothing happened yet I feel an ache within my chest. I swear, I will bring both of you justice. I don't know what you heard of your parents in the Grey Forest, or why you saw fit to go without escort, but what happened to you will not stand. It will not be met without action.
I promise you that.
I promise you that.
Written By Simone
Feb. 23, 2017, 8:37 a.m.(12/21/1005 AR)
The world owes us nothing. It promises less.
I say, quietly: seize it. The way hands seize into your loved one's hair, caught up. Entangled.
Midnight knows me.
By dawn, it's gone - I'm gone.
In this way I control my heart: each withheld thought and word strung like beads, one after another, on a chain to wear around my neck.
I wear my actions and the answers I am waiting to give.
M. Simone Greenmarch
12.21.1005 AR
I say, quietly: seize it. The way hands seize into your loved one's hair, caught up. Entangled.
Midnight knows me.
By dawn, it's gone - I'm gone.
In this way I control my heart: each withheld thought and word strung like beads, one after another, on a chain to wear around my neck.
I wear my actions and the answers I am waiting to give.
M. Simone Greenmarch
12.21.1005 AR
Written By Valery
Feb. 23, 2017, 6:26 a.m.(12/21/1005 AR)
They have been busy days, finding workers for the Grove and people to support the works...
If I just weren't so tired...
If I just weren't so tired...
Written By Reese
Feb. 23, 2017, 6:24 a.m.(12/21/1005 AR)
The bittersweet of victory
She came from the ashes. With tears upon her lashes.
With adoring hot upon her gaze. Within the whiskey haze.
With sorrow upon heart. Together we fell apart
From a flame of memory. Whiskey mountain reverie.
I said i would and said I should and I said I could.
The burden is on the blade. As it shall be weighed
A challenge was made. My challenge and my blade
First the words were why..why...
The why of tears on lashes. The why of embers in her ashes.
Nightfall in my pale arms. He cannot help his charms.
An apology expressed. An offense addressed.
For a man so idolized with her soft blue eyes.
With adoring flame of gaze. The heated whiskey haze
The sorrow in her heart. That together we fell apart
From a flame of memory. Her memory. The Whiskey reverie
No love where heart not yearn. No lust where eyes not burn
The burden is on the blade. This duel was no true aid.
For my cousin of the soft blue gaze. Onto their grounds, I ablaze.
Before their mourning banners. A duel without the glamour
I had no anger and no pride. Standing mortified.
With the need to follow though. With the need to for a renew
For the offense I had made. To pray upon my blade.
To stand for my name, the Grayson name.
No blame, but my own blame.
To stand for the one I had claimed.
Not her blame, but my blame.
With a Duke’s bumble bees. Did, I strike, at the knees.
Sir Talen, the Dark Knight, I came ready to fight.
I came prepared for the pain. I came ready for the blame.
I came braced for a defeat. This win so bittersweet.
My head held high in shame. For his chest, I did aim.
Blow by blow we stood. I drew the red of his knighthood.
Crimson upon Laurent’s bees. A startled crowd did see
I came for defeat. A win so bittersweet
A hush over the crowd and then he said aloud
For Gloria this day is done. Let us cheer, for she has won.
Why would Gloria bring this euphoria
Upon a this girl who unawares championed upon bright tears
The apology was given and the offense now forgiven
The reason for this fight by the end upright
The blade bare blame not the one with her flames
Let golden one bare no shame.
Niccolo gave grace and honor with words, solo
Sir Talen did take the blade to give his Archduke his aid.
At risk time and time again to defend a domain and never to complain
To gloria who brought this euphoria. A win so bittersweet.
Let tears not wet her lashes. Let her rise from the ashes.
Let the whiskey mountain be a reverie in our memory.
She came from the ashes. With tears upon her lashes.
With adoring hot upon her gaze. Within the whiskey haze.
With sorrow upon heart. Together we fell apart
From a flame of memory. Whiskey mountain reverie.
I said i would and said I should and I said I could.
The burden is on the blade. As it shall be weighed
A challenge was made. My challenge and my blade
First the words were why..why...
The why of tears on lashes. The why of embers in her ashes.
Nightfall in my pale arms. He cannot help his charms.
An apology expressed. An offense addressed.
For a man so idolized with her soft blue eyes.
With adoring flame of gaze. The heated whiskey haze
The sorrow in her heart. That together we fell apart
From a flame of memory. Her memory. The Whiskey reverie
No love where heart not yearn. No lust where eyes not burn
The burden is on the blade. This duel was no true aid.
For my cousin of the soft blue gaze. Onto their grounds, I ablaze.
Before their mourning banners. A duel without the glamour
I had no anger and no pride. Standing mortified.
With the need to follow though. With the need to for a renew
For the offense I had made. To pray upon my blade.
To stand for my name, the Grayson name.
No blame, but my own blame.
To stand for the one I had claimed.
Not her blame, but my blame.
With a Duke’s bumble bees. Did, I strike, at the knees.
Sir Talen, the Dark Knight, I came ready to fight.
I came prepared for the pain. I came ready for the blame.
I came braced for a defeat. This win so bittersweet.
My head held high in shame. For his chest, I did aim.
Blow by blow we stood. I drew the red of his knighthood.
Crimson upon Laurent’s bees. A startled crowd did see
I came for defeat. A win so bittersweet
A hush over the crowd and then he said aloud
For Gloria this day is done. Let us cheer, for she has won.
Why would Gloria bring this euphoria
Upon a this girl who unawares championed upon bright tears
The apology was given and the offense now forgiven
The reason for this fight by the end upright
The blade bare blame not the one with her flames
Let golden one bare no shame.
Niccolo gave grace and honor with words, solo
Sir Talen did take the blade to give his Archduke his aid.
At risk time and time again to defend a domain and never to complain
To gloria who brought this euphoria. A win so bittersweet.
Let tears not wet her lashes. Let her rise from the ashes.
Let the whiskey mountain be a reverie in our memory.
Written By Orathy
Feb. 23, 2017, 3:55 a.m.(12/21/1005 AR)
**Penmanship is horrid. Barely legible, spelling awful.*
Ain't knowin waz happened. Twas quick.
Twice be struck wit succor 'n with me roads changin.
Velenosa.
Iz it be the right choice? Twill find out.
Till then. Marks begotten. Silver ta be made.
Ain't knowin waz happened. Twas quick.
Twice be struck wit succor 'n with me roads changin.
Velenosa.
Iz it be the right choice? Twill find out.
Till then. Marks begotten. Silver ta be made.
Written By Killian
Feb. 22, 2017, 11:37 p.m.(12/21/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Reese
When I first returned to Arx, Princess Reese and I sparred at the training center, as much to help me settle after the journey as any real training. I bested her easily, and at the time I thought she perhaps not seriously devoted to the study of the sword.. To see the progress that she has made, from then until tonight when she drew first blood with a worthy blow against the Sword of Velenosa. It is astounding to behold the improvement that her dedication and efforts have produced, especially in such short time. Her skill is not merely formidable, it is awe inspiring, and I fear that now I would barely provide a workout for her should we spar once again.
Written By Rainier
Feb. 22, 2017, 10:45 p.m.(12/21/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Mirari
It is not often you find someone so comfortable in their own skin. This one asks a lot of questions and her aim is true; she must be trained to do so, seeking weakness in a conversation like a warrior does on the battlefield. I am not yet sure if it is less deadly a skill than swinging a blade, either.
Written By Rainier
Feb. 22, 2017, 10:42 p.m.(12/21/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Eirlys
Aerlys? Eirlys...? That lady has some of the quickest ankles I have seen, and her reflexes are excellent. She claims to rely on other means than what I have trained to do and - I have little doubt - could wield her sword with the same effortless ease.
We must learn from her. I should make sure she joins our yard sessions.
We must learn from her. I should make sure she joins our yard sessions.
Written By Arcelia
Feb. 22, 2017, 6:59 p.m.(12/20/1005 AR)
I enjoy the mornings greatly, the feeling of the young sun on my face reminds me of my family's embrace. I enjoy the night because the sky looks like a blanket of hope. But what I enjoy most is the company of those I love, whether they are friends or family. I often feel my own youth and naievity but it cannot be helped. Some people come into your life to help teach you an array of lessons and we can either accept those people and the lessons they have to offer or we can choose to foolishly deny ourselves the opportunities given.
So many people complain about what they do not have but they do not seek to use what they do have. They see the door that was crafted with the most skill and pursue it above all else and miss that there is a window behind the tattered curtains to their left. My life may not always be glamorous but it is mine and I will not waste it.
Today I invited Lord Ford Kennex to meet with me and he was kind to stand for me when he believed I was being insulted. The individual who he thought insulted me and himself both have a place in my life, one more than the other, and each had at least one lesson for me today.
From Lord Kennex I learned that I have a new friend who will rise and defend me, that armor does not matter if you cannot move in it, and you should always act with a cool head when weapons are involved. (I knew that last part already, really, but a reminder never hurts.)
From the other individual I learned that I can maintain some measure of calm around people I find difficult to be around. That even when in the past I have felt insulted I can turn around and instead of being cruel I can offer kindness. Instead of yelling and screaming I can offer a lesson of my own and I can do this all without compromising my integrity.
I am forever humbled by the world wrapped around me and I am forever bound to everyone by the world. Each word I speak can spread on wings of hope or waves of poison. What I learn and how I affect the world around me is not always within my control but it is within my control to continue to try. And so I will.
So many people complain about what they do not have but they do not seek to use what they do have. They see the door that was crafted with the most skill and pursue it above all else and miss that there is a window behind the tattered curtains to their left. My life may not always be glamorous but it is mine and I will not waste it.
Today I invited Lord Ford Kennex to meet with me and he was kind to stand for me when he believed I was being insulted. The individual who he thought insulted me and himself both have a place in my life, one more than the other, and each had at least one lesson for me today.
From Lord Kennex I learned that I have a new friend who will rise and defend me, that armor does not matter if you cannot move in it, and you should always act with a cool head when weapons are involved. (I knew that last part already, really, but a reminder never hurts.)
From the other individual I learned that I can maintain some measure of calm around people I find difficult to be around. That even when in the past I have felt insulted I can turn around and instead of being cruel I can offer kindness. Instead of yelling and screaming I can offer a lesson of my own and I can do this all without compromising my integrity.
I am forever humbled by the world wrapped around me and I am forever bound to everyone by the world. Each word I speak can spread on wings of hope or waves of poison. What I learn and how I affect the world around me is not always within my control but it is within my control to continue to try. And so I will.
Written By Arcelia
Feb. 22, 2017, 6:32 p.m.(12/20/1005 AR)
Beyond the silk cloth that sparkles like the night sky are many people who suffer from far more than the war coming to the city. People starve while we have an abundance of food at our tables, people grow ill and have no money for medicine, and winter comes when many do not have a roof and fire to protect them. I was born into some wealth but I have never been blind to the suffering of others. I have helped as much as I have been able in the past but now I must begin anew and find my place again. I must remind myself that as a noble woman I have a responsibility to aid people and help them grow. Sometimes people need a hand to help lift them up again and their lives can be greatly improved by the ones who give them the chance. It is a challenge I face but I will face it with shoulders held high and I will not turn away from those in need.
Written By Arcelia
Feb. 22, 2017, 6:25 p.m.(12/20/1005 AR)
I have not been in Arx long but already I have much to do. First there is the party that is being planned so that I can be introduced to the many nobles in the city. I look forward to what is planned but most specifically I look forward to dancing with them. There is so much violence around us all right now that I am hoping a bit of wine and dance will help people remember what they are fighting for.
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