Written By Calista
Oct. 2, 2016, 10:46 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Leo
My beloved brother is someone I love more than life itself. While we have many (many) cousins, we are all we have left of our line. Yes it is true I enjoy antagonizing him but what are little sisters for if not for being that delectable thorn in their older brothers' sides?
All kidding aside, Leo has always been a chivalrous and honorable man. They are the qualities I admire most about him, but let's not tell him this right away. I have a reputation to uphold after all.
All kidding aside, Leo has always been a chivalrous and honorable man. They are the qualities I admire most about him, but let's not tell him this right away. I have a reputation to uphold after all.
Written By Darren
Oct. 2, 2016, 10:46 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Mason
Prince Mason is a colourfully dressed man with a name I will never be able to pronounce. We shared a few drinks and some stories of his land, which sound very interesting and exotic. He seems like he'll make a great drinking companion.
Written By Rook
Oct. 2, 2016, 10:45 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
I have been hard at work in making progress for a client's wardrobe. It is an absolute horror, I tell you. I have stolen away three outfits from their collection and taken the appropriate measures.
Two were recycled and what little remaining cloth we retrieved has been traded for a substitute. The third and final has been adjusted so we might tidy it somewhat to be presentable once again.
I cannot associate with badly dressed individuals, after all. It would not only be seen as a slight that I didn't raise the issue but it would utterly destroy my peace of mind.
Two were recycled and what little remaining cloth we retrieved has been traded for a substitute. The third and final has been adjusted so we might tidy it somewhat to be presentable once again.
I cannot associate with badly dressed individuals, after all. It would not only be seen as a slight that I didn't raise the issue but it would utterly destroy my peace of mind.
Written By Acacia
Oct. 2, 2016, 10:37 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Ianthe
For the vast number of times that I've run into Mistress Ianthe, I know decidedly little about her. But she has a sense of humor, she's remarkably close with Mistress Joscelin and she has more mischief and curiosity than is probably healthy for anyone. She strikes me as the kind of woman that you could potentially steer into some fun, and unknown, direction if you wanted to see entertainment ensue.
Written By Rook
Oct. 2, 2016, 10:35 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Mason
Prince Mason has offered to take audience with me should I wish to continue practicing my Eurusi. This is, after all, an invaluable opportunity. I shall certainly take him up on it.
I've come a long way from using the language as a petty trick for my clients who wish to be spoken to in an exotic tongue. I've come even further than mistakenly calling a noble lady a "crumpet".
Practice makes perfect.
I've come a long way from using the language as a petty trick for my clients who wish to be spoken to in an exotic tongue. I've come even further than mistakenly calling a noble lady a "crumpet".
Practice makes perfect.
Written By Alrec
Oct. 2, 2016, 10:33 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
I was feeling pretty comfortable that I could work with the knights but there was a miscommunication down the line that costs us our victory. I'll notch it down to lessons learned. I felt our efforts were noticeable and our goal hard to surpass. It was set by an extraordinary display of leadership skill from actors I did not expect. Prince Edain was a great host who rewarded those victorious with grand prizes. I could not have a better time. The drink was ok, better if it was that stuff Salazar's family makes. Still, I hope to see more contests like this in the future. I have always been an advocate for cross training, especially in times as hard as this.
Written By Freja
Oct. 2, 2016, 10:19 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Audric
A merc with a mouth. This one is far too smiley and talky, but there is something in the swagger and stories that says he can at least back it up - that is unless he is falling out of windows. A good drinking partner, nonetheless. I'd want to see how he faces off with a weapon one day to know his true measure.
Written By Dante
Oct. 2, 2016, 10:18 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
I’ve begun my life here in Arx. The city is impressive – larger than I had first anticipated. The family has been welcoming, though I’ve so far seen little of them. My cousin Leo, being the head of our house, is a busy man, and he and I have yet to have the opportunity to sit down and catch up with him. I look forward to being able to do so. I’ve run in to two new faces during my time here so far – Lady Calypso Malvici and Lord Damon Wyrmgaurd. Lady Calypso is related to Lucien, the man my cousin killed in single combat years ago, and I believe she still holds a grudge. Still, she’s an interesting woman and I hope to be able to befriend her, despite the part I played in the battle that killed her cousin. Lord Damon is another matter altogether. A bookworm and a swordsman, he’s an interesting and somewhat contradictory man. He seems a bit timid, but I look forward to getting to know him better, still.
Written By Aislin
Oct. 2, 2016, 10:07 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Mirari
A courtesan I encountered in a tavern, drinking with Lady Dafne and Lord Salazar. We engaged in a bit of a drinking game until I had to depart, and her claims during the game suggest that she has led an adventurous—or at least, eventful—life in her own way.
While she seems to have quite the reputation, she also seems a pleasant and interesting sort to go drinking with. (Although given that reputation, perhaps someone else should pour the drinks.)
While she seems to have quite the reputation, she also seems a pleasant and interesting sort to go drinking with. (Although given that reputation, perhaps someone else should pour the drinks.)
Written By Calista
Oct. 2, 2016, 10 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
I received word this week on a topic that has literally brought every one of my senses to pause. Marriage.
I should preface this to say I am not opposed to marriage. I so very happy to do my part as a lady of House Fidante, but it is far too soon to be having such serious conversations. Is there a man I fancy? Perhaps. Is there a man I fancy enough to pursue an agreement with his family and my own in order to solidify an alliance? Perhaps. But these things take time to cultivate and grow; Like a garden.
It's definitely not that I am afraid or feel that being married would ruin my 'game'. I am the perfect wife material.
I should preface this to say I am not opposed to marriage. I so very happy to do my part as a lady of House Fidante, but it is far too soon to be having such serious conversations. Is there a man I fancy? Perhaps. Is there a man I fancy enough to pursue an agreement with his family and my own in order to solidify an alliance? Perhaps. But these things take time to cultivate and grow; Like a garden.
It's definitely not that I am afraid or feel that being married would ruin my 'game'. I am the perfect wife material.
Written By Talen
Oct. 2, 2016, 9:52 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
What is it with the Arxian way of thinking that has most insisting that I am a knight? "Sir Talen" isn't something I've asked to be called, let alone want to be known as. Since when did cheating in sports reward me with a reputation of a gentleman?
I am /trying/ to do as etiquette dictates in this god forsaken city. This new /home/ of mine. I cannot, however, fathom what it is that goes through most minds when they look at me.
They see Giovanni Artiglio and not Talen Artiglio, I suppose. We are not one in the same. We are cut from the same cloth and yet fashioned in different styles of men. I am no paragon of virtue. I am a man that survives because I value results and victory.
I am /trying/ to do as etiquette dictates in this god forsaken city. This new /home/ of mine. I cannot, however, fathom what it is that goes through most minds when they look at me.
They see Giovanni Artiglio and not Talen Artiglio, I suppose. We are not one in the same. We are cut from the same cloth and yet fashioned in different styles of men. I am no paragon of virtue. I am a man that survives because I value results and victory.
Written By Nadia
Oct. 2, 2016, 9:50 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Dagon
I've encountered this Thraxian prince a small number of times. He is both chivalrous and unnervingly honorific. I have no real opinion of him yet, as we've hardly spoken for any real great length of time. Should that change, however, I would most welcome it.
Written By Nadia
Oct. 2, 2016, 9:45 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Isolde
She and I have much to speak on. Soon.
Written By Salazar
Oct. 2, 2016, 9:44 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
Mirari Corsetina has me asking two -- /two/ -- of Arx's finest tailors and seamstresses to try to create a dress worthy of Mirari Corsetina. But the woman is no high-born lady or foreign ambassador, and I have the feeling that my emotions have, once again, led me astray. The Lycene courtesan of Pravus fame seems to have knotted her fingers in my heart or... well, something else. And it bothers me to a great extent. But let no man say that Salazar Argento does not finish what he starts.
Written By Nadia
Oct. 2, 2016, 9:43 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Fergus
A rift has grown between myself and Prince Fergus. Neither of us are to blame for that. Life has a tendency to pull us in directions that we never wished to go, but I know ours is a friendship that will endure. It'll just take some time and a little hard work to get back there. It's worth it.
Written By Isolde
Oct. 2, 2016, 9:41 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Freja
Fergus' sister, Darren's cousin, and a fine, fine woman. I rather like her, and her passion for her own misunderstood faith endears her to me. And she denied me, and that endears her to me even more. I think I need a friend like her, who has utterly zero inclination to intrigue and fancy words.
Written By Nadia
Oct. 2, 2016, 9:41 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Anastasio
Anastasio has exceeded all my expectations of him as my protege in the short time since I've acquired him. He's intelligent and of a curious mind, almost alarmingly so, with an insight in which that is refreshing and most welcome.
Written By Nadia
Oct. 2, 2016, 9:38 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
I've been avoiding penning down my thoughts in these journals for some time now. The priests have nagged me long enough on my negligence to keep my journals up-to-date, but how can I when I struggle even now to translate the cacophony of thoughts that is my mind as it still reels from the events of the year thus far? Where would I begin? What is of the most importance?
I could start with how I feel most days since my arrival into Arx: lost in the snows of The Lady's Peak. At least, that is the name we Mountain Men have adopted for the summit where Stonedeep was built. Around this time of the year, the snowstorms are usually at a standstill and we're left with this wondrous view of the mountain peaks beyond that slope away into the treacherous passes where one should never dare to go. It's where my father was rumored to have gone before his disappearance, before all of this madness that took from me what was most precious: a father and a brother. Perhaps it has taken Lydia and Cassius away from me as well. None of us have ever been the same since, and it's as though we are all strangers to one another. Cassius has thrown himself into his life as a Knight Aspirant to the Knights of Solace. Lydia serves under the Redrain Household as the lady-in-waiting to Princess Drea and the others, while I have thrown myself headfirst into treacherous waters. Gods watch over me, for I pray I won't drown.
I could start with how I feel most days since my arrival into Arx: lost in the snows of The Lady's Peak. At least, that is the name we Mountain Men have adopted for the summit where Stonedeep was built. Around this time of the year, the snowstorms are usually at a standstill and we're left with this wondrous view of the mountain peaks beyond that slope away into the treacherous passes where one should never dare to go. It's where my father was rumored to have gone before his disappearance, before all of this madness that took from me what was most precious: a father and a brother. Perhaps it has taken Lydia and Cassius away from me as well. None of us have ever been the same since, and it's as though we are all strangers to one another. Cassius has thrown himself into his life as a Knight Aspirant to the Knights of Solace. Lydia serves under the Redrain Household as the lady-in-waiting to Princess Drea and the others, while I have thrown myself headfirst into treacherous waters. Gods watch over me, for I pray I won't drown.
Written By Acacia
Oct. 2, 2016, 9:38 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
I was rather curious about the ritual when I heard it was going to be open to the public. Not to mention that I'm kind of a fan of Princess Freja - she's remarkably interesting, even if at times she can be horribly evasive with answering questions. I'm fond of the Princess, if I'm allowed to say such, and I'd be likely to attend just about anything she held.
But I don't really know what I saw. I don't know if she was communing with the bear, or what it was that led her to that glassy-eyed kind of stare that more people should probably be talking about. Or what she saw.
I do know, however, that those flowers are protected from people randomly going to pick them and start chewing on them. Just in case people start getting ideas.
But I don't really know what I saw. I don't know if she was communing with the bear, or what it was that led her to that glassy-eyed kind of stare that more people should probably be talking about. Or what she saw.
I do know, however, that those flowers are protected from people randomly going to pick them and start chewing on them. Just in case people start getting ideas.
Written By Salazar
Oct. 2, 2016, 9:38 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Aria
Arianna Gilden was never meant for the waters she navigates today. Just four years ago, I would have likened her to a guppy among sharks, given that her health had taken a turn for the worse by the time she was ten. I was fourteen when she'd come across the straits to dine with us, her parents with mine. It was something about the price of jadeite or something equally boring, at least to a fourteen year old. Storage, escrow, collectors, the like. But Aria - we'd taken to calling her that, to differentiate from my mother who was named the same - was a charming, wan, little girl, more suited for the indoor parlors than the rigors of the sea. My sister, boisterous enough, had grilled her incessantly about what she liked to do for fun. We talked often over the next four years, when she would come across the straits (or, as time went on, I would cross over to Caith, seeing the journey was easier for me) but Aria was seemingly destined to some political marriage to a family far off. It's only recently, now that I'm in Arx, that I've learned that she's become Voice of her house and serving in much the same capacity as myself. We used to write each other all the time, but it seemed we were fading apart. Now that we're both in Ark together, perhaps our friendship can be rekindled.
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