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Written By Thena

Jan. 20, 2019, 7:12 p.m.(6/4/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Calaudrin

Gross.

Written By Bliss

Jan. 20, 2019, 7:10 p.m.(6/4/1010 AR)

I am fairly certain I must have been told once, long ago, "May you live in interesting times."

Cheers, to whoever did.

A thousand challenges in front of me, ever increasing in scale. A tension unlike any we've had to face before, a world opening up around us. Fire, ice, sand, sea, sky and walls. Each swirling in its own chaotic whirlwind, a harmony of forces.

Who wants to dance?

Written By Mina

Jan. 20, 2019, 7:02 p.m.(6/4/1010 AR)

I've been having trouble sleeping...but it was nice to take a break today at the Golden Hart. Princess Valencia was there, it was nice to see a Princess doing things with the common folk, even if there were plenty of important people there with us. I seem to have a knack for Queens Crossed, once I accrue some wages, I think I'd like to come and play to see if I can get lucky. Though, that is for the future. Here's hoping I can find rest tonight.

Written By Auda

Jan. 20, 2019, 6:14 p.m.(6/4/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Evaristo

I've heard there's a brandy shortage, as well! Those poor silks, whatever shall they do?

Makes me glad I mostly drink whiskey, really.

Written By Sudara

Jan. 20, 2019, 5:44 p.m.(6/4/1010 AR)

It is reputed to be a significant mark of personal growth, when one finds oneself able to learn from one's former pupils. Hopefully that is indeed the case: certainly, this past week provided me with confirmation of a pleasant fact - namely that my ducal cousin is by now quite accomplished enough to be able to educate at least one of her old tutors in a few of the arts of rulership. With luck, I shall be able to return the favour in future: I believe that I still have a couple of tricks left to pass on to my younger friends.

Written By Domonico

Jan. 20, 2019, 5:26 p.m.(6/4/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Martino

My brother has returned to Arx again from Southport.
Despite everything that has happened recently, his mere presence has improved my mood considerably.

Written By Domonico

Jan. 20, 2019, 5:23 p.m.(6/4/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Sparte

I never suggested Thrax would do such a thing to the Compact. If the Compact decides to follow Brass then I only believe it fair for the other fealties to help shoulder the economic impact of Thrax losing thralldom.

Written By Salvatore

Jan. 20, 2019, 5:03 p.m.(6/4/1010 AR)

Joined Baroness Lucita and some of her companions including Miranda & Domonico, Lord Mirk and an interesting duo named Rowenova and Draven. They each seemed to have some useful skills when tracking tainted creatures. It made for an interesting time. In the end there was a bear who had tree'd a young man. A few of us were hurt but no one died thankfully. It was certainly different from patrols and hunting shavs. But the creature did not go down easily, it doesn't seem like something easy to train a unit to do. Though the northern woman's dog seemed able to help track such creatures so that might be something more feasible.

Written By Sparte

Jan. 20, 2019, 4:55 p.m.(6/4/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Domonico

Lord Domonico,

I apologize for my earlier comment. It has been suggested by Lady Fiora I misunderstood your words, and you meant no slight against the honor of Thrax.

I had no desire to raise tensions, wish you no ill, and will further send you a bottle of Thraxian liquor as an apology.

Written By Andry

Jan. 20, 2019, 4:39 p.m.(6/4/1010 AR)

I feel absolutely humbled by the support we Knights of Solace have recieved in the wake of recent events and through our efforts to assimilate the prodical knights brought to us by the initiative of honorable Sir Corban. Each and every one of you are the lights that keeps the darkness at bay.

Written By Teagan

Jan. 20, 2019, 4:32 p.m.(6/4/1010 AR)

I tread on dangerous waters, but I will not drown.

Written By Lorenzo

Jan. 20, 2019, 4:26 p.m.(6/4/1010 AR)

I didn't make it to the Assembly that has been on everyone's lips these past few days, more's the pity. I say so because I heard a number of people were showing off their copper brooches and other items, which I find wonderful and exciting. Let's remember in these dark days that Copper would want us to hold fast and work together to continue the legacy she left.

My dearest Gwenna had a front row seat for the visitors' presentations, as she represented His Grace Prince Darren until he could arrive. I look with dismay at the options, because they all seem quite terrible, but I encourage everyone to act with prudence. There is still time to talk and plan and learn more, which we should do, until such time when a decision must be made.

Written By Skapti

Jan. 20, 2019, 4:26 p.m.(6/4/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Sparte

Don't mind Fiora, Officer Fatchforth. She's just one of the silks as thinks being a noble somehow makes her inherently wiser than the rest of us.

Written By Willow

Jan. 20, 2019, 4:13 p.m.(6/4/1010 AR)

Black hearts, men say
Ignorant
No.
Nay! Nay! Nay!
Hidden chambers of star iron

Innumerable brilliant pinpricks
Of light winking in the dark.

Mischief and roguish grins,
Linger on features
Sublime.
Mahogany locks
And warm deep brown eyes.

Such Valor and wisdom hides
On features still young.

The romantic buried in me.wishes
You more inclined to nobility
So we could be.
Not just friends and lovers
But perhaps one day married.

Although, my tender sensibilities remind me,
You are perfect, I would change nothing.

Written By Cadern

Jan. 20, 2019, 4:13 p.m.(6/4/1010 AR)

So it seems Aella has returned to her ships which is unfortunate. Just when things are fascinating. So many things from a thousand years ago making their influence known. Platinum and his empire, Brass revealing his survival finally, Copper's Apprentice making a show, and the Dragonlords pushing their influence. Add to that research into the Nefer'khat and there's going to be plenty to keep me busy. Despite all that getting the house settled and secured along with the Blackwoods. The Navegant have been helpful and not at all resistant which makes things certainly much easier. Still so many directions to go and so many distractions.

Written By Ouida

Jan. 20, 2019, 3:57 p.m.(6/4/1010 AR)

Onward, ever onward. One foot in front of the other. With hope and many prayers said that I shall never have to face ones I have loved and caroused with across the field of battle.

Until then, it is honorable and sacred duty to continue extending a hand, to help others to their feet, to work alongside those that would have you do so, until even the eleventh hour.

I have little voice in what happens in regards to interactions of beyond our borders. I do not think that the High Lords would give much weight to an upjumped knight of a House not one of the mighty of reputation or power might wish or wonder. And I have made my peace with that.

There is still plenty to do in the meantime, to try to see that the coming apart at the seams does not happen more rapidly with such uncertainty.

I am not favored with personal knowledge of the metallics and their legacy bearers. Nor do I know those of the Emperor, nor the administrators of Cardia. Or whatever else may rise in the next hour, day, week, or month.

But I when I close my eyes and think of who I have loved, and served, and bled and wept and laughed with joy for since I first came in to service, I see the people of the Compact, in a circle ever expanding. Quarrelsome, bitter, selfish, impetuous, hypocritical, bold, compassionate, merciful, and unintentionally humorous though we may be. And gods help me, despite the fear and anger I might feel at times or any given moment, what grows large and more quickly than the shadow is love, in expansion.

I do not know what the future will hold. The choices and paths are thrilling and terrifying, and I hope that whatever comes I shall conduct myself with honor. But for now, one foot in front of the other, ever forward, in hope, faith, and love.

Written By Willow

Jan. 20, 2019, 3:57 p.m.(6/4/1010 AR)

The roses for all their lusty grandeur
Fall short, pale and bloodless imitations
Withered reflection of your vivid bright,
The soft warm brush of poets lips.

The sea, for all its depth, and storm tossed swells
Proves shallow, calm depths before the maelstrom
Of a stare, bottomless grey and green touched,
Like seafoam bound in night.

All the statues of old with their grace,
and eloquence of marble motion
Are as lumps of unshaped clay before
The refined perfection of muscle and limb

You are, as the stars, bright and incomparable.

Written By Saoirse

Jan. 20, 2019, 3:50 p.m.(6/4/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Kenna

I know plenty about Sparte.

Lady Fiora is correct.

Written By Monique

Jan. 20, 2019, 3:41 p.m.(6/4/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Marian

You'll never be able to stay angry with me. It's part of the many reasons I love you. Family first. Always.

Written By Nurie

Jan. 20, 2019, 3:37 p.m.(6/4/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Aleksei

Words to ease the heart and lift the spirit, spoken under the shrine's luminous painted sky, where the only others with ears to hear are the gods. Thank you for the gift of your time and your kind patience.

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