Written By Shae
June 7, 2020, 7:10 p.m.(6/8/1013 AR)
There is something humbling in working with one's hands to help create and grow new life. To see it flourish, under your care. It was truly an honor being part of creating the garden and grove at the Tina Laurent Teaching Hospital. And to have been able to successfully plant and grow Frosthope, is quite extraordinary, and special. I hope it will help many people, for many years to come. I want to thank Lady Mabelle for giving me this opportunity, and Baroness Brigid Moore, for providing not only the snippets, but some of the best soil I have ever worked with, giving the Frosthope a wonderfully healthy boost in their growth.
Written By Domonico
June 7, 2020, 5:37 p.m.(6/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Rawen
Princess Rawen may be quiet and quite... bookish... but she is brimming with colour and life. Such things have been missing for me for far too long now.
Written By Bhandn
June 7, 2020, 5:26 p.m.(6/8/1013 AR)
It looks like I will be in charge of our next works of charity for the Lowers. Despite my objections to being unsuited for it, Dame Harthall and Her Highness, Princess Zara of House Valardin, both felt that I was doing myself a disservice. Perhaps they are right, given my own past efforts, but I can't help but feel apprehensive about managing the affairs of more people than just myself, as was the case before.
Still, as I said to them, I have my reasons for pursuing these works, and not simply because of the Grandmaster's agreement when he and I spoke of it last. I will hope that people will believe them to be _good_ reasons.
I certainly need to find more stories to share with the children, though. The puppet show will be a fantastic way of telling them.
Still, as I said to them, I have my reasons for pursuing these works, and not simply because of the Grandmaster's agreement when he and I spoke of it last. I will hope that people will believe them to be _good_ reasons.
I certainly need to find more stories to share with the children, though. The puppet show will be a fantastic way of telling them.
Written By Mayir
June 7, 2020, 5:23 p.m.(6/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Reigna
Congratulations on your new arrivals! Fine names and a fine cause. One I was delighted to match in your name.
Written By Insaya
June 7, 2020, 5:19 p.m.(6/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Videl
Who knew there was so much to know about city manners? Such nuance! Lady Videl Igniseri kindly took me to hand to explain some things about the niceties of social interaction, and I can proudly proclaim that after solitary practice at the Sleepless Knights, I no longer get a milk mustache when I am drinking, and carry a handkerchief. Behold, Arx! Your famine portions only improve my table manners, as I cut my bites so small that chewing is almost extraneous! My nightly repast lasts so long, I can almost believe I am sated.
Written By Ianna
June 7, 2020, 5:03 p.m.(6/8/1013 AR)
Perhaps I allowed myself to get too comfortable, even idle, during my last several years squirreled away with my books in Greenhaven. While there is much I miss about the Greenmarch lands and being surrounded by my people, there is an invigorating quality to being in the capital. A diversity of perspective and experience which challenges the mind even in passing moments. An Oathlander, Northerner, Crownlander, and Southerner all CAN walk into a bar on a given day, as the joke goes, and there's something exciting in a small way about that.
Written By Gaston
June 7, 2020, 4:37 p.m.(6/8/1013 AR)
This week, I had a surprising but pleasant reminder that at times, one must also learn to relax instead of just burying your head in books, papers, and duty. It was enjoyable to just sit back and enjoy a few drinks, play some games, without worrying too much if your actions could have lasting consequences. Though it was not my original plan as I had intended to get more work done, there were no regrets. Plus I gained some temporary souvenirs in the process.
Written By Valencia
June 7, 2020, 3:16 p.m.(6/8/1013 AR)
I have heard it said that one must not only strive to be good, but one must also strive to do good.
I have thought on this a lot this week in the chaos that followed our last big event at the Hart. And now that the donations have all be accounted for, I am heartened and so very touched to see so many who wish to do good for our city and people.
The generosity of those who attended our Sip n’ Spar event leaves me so very humbled. To know so many from across Arx would come together to raise 409,500 in silver and writs in a single night leaves me nearly speechless and undeniably hopeful.
As some may be humble in their generosity, I will not name them today, but will seek permission to share their names so they may be recognized as those who not only care for those in need but are willing to do something to help. Every donation to such a cause counts, and I am grateful and so thankful to one and all for help us with his endeavor.
As promised, we will add another 100,500 silver to the donation to bring the donation to a full 510,000 in silver. It is not enough, but I hope that this will help at least a little.
It never fails to amaze how much we can do if we all work together. I hope to host another event to add even more to this cause. For Avrum to be strong, we must ensure that all our citizens are cared for. With this in mind, the Golden Hart will continue to work to collect donations to help those in need in the Lowers.
My thanks to all who came to the event and to those who were able to give so generously. And, for those who have not yet had chance to help, I hope they will consider.
My heart to everyone.
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I have thought on this a lot this week in the chaos that followed our last big event at the Hart. And now that the donations have all be accounted for, I am heartened and so very touched to see so many who wish to do good for our city and people.
The generosity of those who attended our Sip n’ Spar event leaves me so very humbled. To know so many from across Arx would come together to raise 409,500 in silver and writs in a single night leaves me nearly speechless and undeniably hopeful.
As some may be humble in their generosity, I will not name them today, but will seek permission to share their names so they may be recognized as those who not only care for those in need but are willing to do something to help. Every donation to such a cause counts, and I am grateful and so thankful to one and all for help us with his endeavor.
As promised, we will add another 100,500 silver to the donation to bring the donation to a full 510,000 in silver. It is not enough, but I hope that this will help at least a little.
It never fails to amaze how much we can do if we all work together. I hope to host another event to add even more to this cause. For Avrum to be strong, we must ensure that all our citizens are cared for. With this in mind, the Golden Hart will continue to work to collect donations to help those in need in the Lowers.
My thanks to all who came to the event and to those who were able to give so generously. And, for those who have not yet had chance to help, I hope they will consider.
My heart to everyone.
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Written By Cambria
June 7, 2020, 1:08 p.m.(6/8/1013 AR)
I had this horrible dream about a bloody-thirsty potbellied goblin hobbling around after people. Well, it was horrible at the time. Now that I am awake, it is actually really amusing to recall.
Written By Cassandra
June 7, 2020, 10:08 a.m.(6/7/1013 AR)
I visited my family recently for a gathering that was was being held in the Laurent manor garden. And I realized the reason why I went is that I was overcome with nostalgia to simply see my family.
Whenever I'm asked if the choice I so long ago is one I regret, my answer is immediately no. I have no regrets to dedicating my life to the Gods, despite whatever polite disagreement myself and my mother have over it.
Still, it was nice to just see my family together being nothing more than a family, all in the same area. I hadn't seen that in so long, perhaps not since we were all children. There are at times a connection that I feel I lack because I cannot be around as much as I would dearly wish. I know that's silly, believe me. But, I still think it.
It is times like these, I remember my father. And how much I still miss him.
Whenever I'm asked if the choice I so long ago is one I regret, my answer is immediately no. I have no regrets to dedicating my life to the Gods, despite whatever polite disagreement myself and my mother have over it.
Still, it was nice to just see my family together being nothing more than a family, all in the same area. I hadn't seen that in so long, perhaps not since we were all children. There are at times a connection that I feel I lack because I cannot be around as much as I would dearly wish. I know that's silly, believe me. But, I still think it.
It is times like these, I remember my father. And how much I still miss him.
Written By Val
June 6, 2020, 11:17 p.m.(6/7/1013 AR)
Arx is so much more pleasant in the summer, when it's not freezing out. Now if only it could stay this way.
Written By Ianna
June 6, 2020, 5:37 p.m.(6/6/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Alessandro
My brother by marriage is a man I feel I still only know a very little, but one of the joys of my return to Arx is the opportunity to spend more time with this part of my family and his lovely children. He's proven his dedication to Greenmarch and seems a person of great wit and kindness who I am proud to call kin.
Written By Piccola
June 6, 2020, 1 p.m.(6/6/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Sabine
The general who wins the battle makes many calculations in his temple before the battle is fought.
Written By Iseulet
June 6, 2020, 3:42 a.m.(6/5/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Mabelle
I'm so proud of my friend, Lady Mabelle's recent accomplishment in Artshall. A brilliant idea and momentous effort that has furthered medical knowledge in Arvum.
Written By Mabelle
June 6, 2020, 3:22 a.m.(6/5/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Kedehern
Cousin, what you call differences, I call hemline positions.
The rest is mutual.
The rest is mutual.
Written By Ravna
June 5, 2020, 10:08 p.m.(6/4/1013 AR)
Y-you ever wonder about them big bads of the past, yeah? Like legends and shit? You ever wonder, w-what it was that made them all bad? I bet they was the kinda sorts to get real, real close to their mounts, you know, on the road. Alone. Hahahaha. Fuckin' losers.
No, no, proper point, yeah. 'Everybody has reasons.' Hahaha. But everyone in Arvum can read, everyone can write! Hahahaaa...that means all them motherfuckers can do basic math, man.
So like, think about it: You get a choice, right? Light, or Dark. Choice seems pretty even, yeah?
Except both are wrong, you know? You ain't no thing of extremes, dig? I-I can prove it, yeah? Ohhhhh, lookit'chu! All curious and shit, rightrightright. Watch this:
Can you breathe water? No? Then your home ain't the sea. Hahaha, you a man, not a thing of extremes. Right on down that center, not light or dark. Anyone tries to sell you better? I promise, it's farce.
Naaahhh, man, you can't pretend any side is better than the other. Nah, nah, that's like saying you'd be here without your father, without your mother. You need two sides to make a line, motherfucker, and you just a man, so enjoy your short time.
I've seen eeeeevery shade of Good, each dorky ass face of Bad, and even if I haven't? Ain't none of them worth more than the other, and THAT is why, my friend, I encourage you to laugh.
No, no, proper point, yeah. 'Everybody has reasons.' Hahaha. But everyone in Arvum can read, everyone can write! Hahahaaa...that means all them motherfuckers can do basic math, man.
So like, think about it: You get a choice, right? Light, or Dark. Choice seems pretty even, yeah?
Except both are wrong, you know? You ain't no thing of extremes, dig? I-I can prove it, yeah? Ohhhhh, lookit'chu! All curious and shit, rightrightright. Watch this:
Can you breathe water? No? Then your home ain't the sea. Hahaha, you a man, not a thing of extremes. Right on down that center, not light or dark. Anyone tries to sell you better? I promise, it's farce.
Naaahhh, man, you can't pretend any side is better than the other. Nah, nah, that's like saying you'd be here without your father, without your mother. You need two sides to make a line, motherfucker, and you just a man, so enjoy your short time.
I've seen eeeeevery shade of Good, each dorky ass face of Bad, and even if I haven't? Ain't none of them worth more than the other, and THAT is why, my friend, I encourage you to laugh.
Written By Diego
June 5, 2020, 8:51 p.m.(6/4/1013 AR)
It's good to be back in Arx. I love Leaholdt, but sometimes a change of scenery is just what's called for.
Written By Kedehern
June 5, 2020, 8:48 p.m.(6/4/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Mabelle
Her hospital is a great success, and I'm happy I was able be a part in making it happen. Cousin Mabelle and I have our differences now and then, but I'm quite fond of her.
Written By Evangeline
June 5, 2020, 2:40 p.m.(6/4/1013 AR)
*G R A T I T U D E*
While it has been some time since I've come to write my profound thoughts to be recorded by the exemplary scholars of Vellichor, I have spent much of my time in contemplation, carefully considering my words and what exactly I wish to leave behind as a legacy. Our words reach far and wide and have the ability to hurt or heal. Our words leave lasting impressions which can leave scars deep beneath the surface of one's flesh. For that reason, I have always chosen to write from love than hate.
I feel an incredible amount of gratitude in my life; in the life I remember. Been given a second chance to live does not always feel like a gift especially when one cannot remember their origins. It took me many years to come to an understanding and come to accept the reality of my situation, that I may never recover those memories of who I once was. I was saved, nurtured, cared for, and healed by the generosity of those who found me on the shores of Setarco many moons ago. I will forever be grateful for them, forever in their debt even if they have told me numerous times I've already repaid them ten times over. For me, their unconditional love and support is worth that and an infinite amount more.
As a lost teenager, I was not always kind. I did not appreciate them and took them for granted. In the private rage I harbored, I took my anger out on them and left the sanctity of the home they offered me in order to love my life by my rules. The streets were not kind, warm, or inviting. I had to hustle for money just to eat and of course my pride did not allow me to return to the home whose doors were always opened to me. There were nights where I had no shelter, days where I went hungry.
When I found my niche and money flowed steadily, I always took a part of my earnings to buy extra food for those I'd come to know on the streets and for the new faces who were lost like I had been. I asked for nothing in returns and instead said to pay this kindness forward.
After I completed my training at the Courtier Academy in Setarco, I returned to my foster family and left them more than enough money to ensure their home and business were safe. I've not seen them in many, many years and admittedly, a part of me feels they are better off not having me in their lives, but I am thankful, grateful, and blessed to have been loved so when I could not love myself.
I pay this forward now, with gratitude.
While it has been some time since I've come to write my profound thoughts to be recorded by the exemplary scholars of Vellichor, I have spent much of my time in contemplation, carefully considering my words and what exactly I wish to leave behind as a legacy. Our words reach far and wide and have the ability to hurt or heal. Our words leave lasting impressions which can leave scars deep beneath the surface of one's flesh. For that reason, I have always chosen to write from love than hate.
I feel an incredible amount of gratitude in my life; in the life I remember. Been given a second chance to live does not always feel like a gift especially when one cannot remember their origins. It took me many years to come to an understanding and come to accept the reality of my situation, that I may never recover those memories of who I once was. I was saved, nurtured, cared for, and healed by the generosity of those who found me on the shores of Setarco many moons ago. I will forever be grateful for them, forever in their debt even if they have told me numerous times I've already repaid them ten times over. For me, their unconditional love and support is worth that and an infinite amount more.
As a lost teenager, I was not always kind. I did not appreciate them and took them for granted. In the private rage I harbored, I took my anger out on them and left the sanctity of the home they offered me in order to love my life by my rules. The streets were not kind, warm, or inviting. I had to hustle for money just to eat and of course my pride did not allow me to return to the home whose doors were always opened to me. There were nights where I had no shelter, days where I went hungry.
When I found my niche and money flowed steadily, I always took a part of my earnings to buy extra food for those I'd come to know on the streets and for the new faces who were lost like I had been. I asked for nothing in returns and instead said to pay this kindness forward.
After I completed my training at the Courtier Academy in Setarco, I returned to my foster family and left them more than enough money to ensure their home and business were safe. I've not seen them in many, many years and admittedly, a part of me feels they are better off not having me in their lives, but I am thankful, grateful, and blessed to have been loved so when I could not love myself.
I pay this forward now, with gratitude.
Written By Ravna
June 5, 2020, 11:03 a.m.(6/4/1013 AR)
You ever have siblings, Scholar?
Eight? Damn, man. Hahaha. I, I have thirty-two siblings. S-see, Cullers don't get born, normally. You know? We're all unwanted misfits, young little snots and dipshits that get caught doin' a thing, given a second chance. Raja? She got picked by Orathy. Me? I, I got nabbed by Ajus. Ajas. Whichever.
You know what that man told me? Says it like this, you know? He goes: "Ain't no one gonna take care of you like Family, boy. No one. Not friends, not Crown, not Faith, not the woman you tricked into bed. Family is what you got in this life, just Family."
He'd made a point, once, to show us all what that meant, yeah? Yeah. He'd tied this guy by his neck to a post, you know? Somewhere. Not here, nah, that'd be illegal. But, somewhere. So this guy tried to hurt one of the lads in a fight or something. So he ties him to a post, by the neck, and sticks him out on some beach facing the sun and says, "See, boy, if you had a family instead of fucking with mine - you'd not be strapped to a post, about to die."
I watched that man drown. Ajas did sure of that, mhm, and when we were all sure he was dead? Sends this lady over, you know, medic or something and she somehow gets him breathing again - slaps the FUCK out of him, right? Says, "You are gonna remember the importance of Family for the rest of your life, and the moment you forget, the SECOND you think something is better than Family? You remember the sea."
That man? That man, they say, was Orathy. My big sibling. Like a daddy to me, he was.
That was a lesson to us about Family. Imagine what we would do to protect it.
Eight? Damn, man. Hahaha. I, I have thirty-two siblings. S-see, Cullers don't get born, normally. You know? We're all unwanted misfits, young little snots and dipshits that get caught doin' a thing, given a second chance. Raja? She got picked by Orathy. Me? I, I got nabbed by Ajus. Ajas. Whichever.
You know what that man told me? Says it like this, you know? He goes: "Ain't no one gonna take care of you like Family, boy. No one. Not friends, not Crown, not Faith, not the woman you tricked into bed. Family is what you got in this life, just Family."
He'd made a point, once, to show us all what that meant, yeah? Yeah. He'd tied this guy by his neck to a post, you know? Somewhere. Not here, nah, that'd be illegal. But, somewhere. So this guy tried to hurt one of the lads in a fight or something. So he ties him to a post, by the neck, and sticks him out on some beach facing the sun and says, "See, boy, if you had a family instead of fucking with mine - you'd not be strapped to a post, about to die."
I watched that man drown. Ajas did sure of that, mhm, and when we were all sure he was dead? Sends this lady over, you know, medic or something and she somehow gets him breathing again - slaps the FUCK out of him, right? Says, "You are gonna remember the importance of Family for the rest of your life, and the moment you forget, the SECOND you think something is better than Family? You remember the sea."
That man? That man, they say, was Orathy. My big sibling. Like a daddy to me, he was.
That was a lesson to us about Family. Imagine what we would do to protect it.
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