Written By Lora
April 24, 2020, 1:10 a.m.(3/3/1013 AR)
Gods help me, I've had an idea for a party.
No, a series of parties. I've already set the wheels in motion, already chosen the color of the ink for the invitations. It is now just a matter of finding the right alchemist.
No, a series of parties. I've already set the wheels in motion, already chosen the color of the ink for the invitations. It is now just a matter of finding the right alchemist.
Written By Esme
April 24, 2020, 1:08 a.m.(3/3/1013 AR)
There is such strangeness in the world around us now. I suppose it was always there and there are those that would confirm that.
Just remember to be good to each other and to inspire a laugh or good feeling or two.
Just remember to be good to each other and to inspire a laugh or good feeling or two.
Written By Victus
April 24, 2020, 12:24 a.m.(3/3/1013 AR)
I've come to the conclusion that I don't enjoy crowds very much.
I am very hungover at the time of writing this, but I don't expect anything significant to change.
I am very hungover at the time of writing this, but I don't expect anything significant to change.
Written By Cambria
April 23, 2020, 8:22 p.m.(3/2/1013 AR)
I do not often eat cake or cookies, but when I do, I eat them all and do not share.
No Scholar, I do not wish to make this one a Black Reflection. I want my sons to see why their mother does not indulge in sweets, and I must needs have a ready reminder for myself as to why I should feel guilty about it.
I do not, by the way, feel guilty about it.
No Scholar, I do not wish to make this one a Black Reflection. I want my sons to see why their mother does not indulge in sweets, and I must needs have a ready reminder for myself as to why I should feel guilty about it.
I do not, by the way, feel guilty about it.
Written By Tanith
April 23, 2020, 4:07 p.m.(3/2/1013 AR)
My cakes at the event Sabella held were a success! Vegetable cake included. I was shocked to hear what she did with them, but delighted too; nothing was wasted!
The recipes that were presented are all for sale at my bakery in the Commons' courts. I will bake for most events and sometimes even funerals.
The recipes that were presented are all for sale at my bakery in the Commons' courts. I will bake for most events and sometimes even funerals.
Written By Cambria
April 23, 2020, 3:32 p.m.(3/2/1013 AR)
The mirror is no worse
For having held another face first
For having held another face first
Written By Stygia
April 23, 2020, 2:29 p.m.(3/1/1013 AR)
So who forgot to feed their pet kraken they kept leashed in the harbor?
Written By Thea
April 23, 2020, 11:20 a.m.(3/1/1013 AR)
Rain. In the middle of winter. Whirlpools. I don't really have words for any of this right now. As much as I'm not the biggest fan of winter(I'm slowly getting there though), I prefer to keep at least the seasons a bit more normal.
Written By Wren
April 23, 2020, 10:37 a.m.(3/1/1013 AR)
A whirlpool. At the very mouth of the bay. Unbelievable! I've heard that Arx has had some odd winters over the last few years before my return, but gods, a whirlpool? The heavy rains were enough to keep Miri and I sheltering at the Auction House between our visits to the City Center, but this certainly puts a damper on many of my investments and deals, but it won't stop commerce. Even if I have to have things taken further down to other ports and cart it back through the mud and snow, things will continue apace. And without a change in my prices. I have plenty of silver to pay for good workers to handle the logistics and plenty more to keep costs as low as possible for those who depend upon my services to get them the goods they need.
I'm confident there will be some opportunity to be had by this, and if anyone finds themselves struggling, merchants, that is, I am happy to lend what aid I may. We must look after one another at times, even if we compete at the best of those times.
I'm confident there will be some opportunity to be had by this, and if anyone finds themselves struggling, merchants, that is, I am happy to lend what aid I may. We must look after one another at times, even if we compete at the best of those times.
Written By Poppy
April 23, 2020, 9:55 a.m.(3/1/1013 AR)
Scholars! Guess what! I won a tiara!
Well, it was a combined effort. Scout Rowenova and I won a cake walk. She ran and didn't eat the cake while I shouted encouragement. Yes well. She may of technically won it on her own accord. No scholars. Don't laugh. I can run if I need to! No scholars! I don't wibble and wobble. It's a run!
Anyway, while the cake was delicious, it was a vegetable cake. Who honestly puts carrots in cakes? Silly people. No wonder she was able to resist until the end.
I wonder why it's called a cake walk when no walking was involved?
Well, it was a combined effort. Scout Rowenova and I won a cake walk. She ran and didn't eat the cake while I shouted encouragement. Yes well. She may of technically won it on her own accord. No scholars. Don't laugh. I can run if I need to! No scholars! I don't wibble and wobble. It's a run!
Anyway, while the cake was delicious, it was a vegetable cake. Who honestly puts carrots in cakes? Silly people. No wonder she was able to resist until the end.
I wonder why it's called a cake walk when no walking was involved?
Written By Strozza
April 23, 2020, 7:51 a.m.(3/1/1013 AR)
Something tells me that the Marin'alfar might be a tad upset at someone.
Written By Revell
April 23, 2020, 12:05 a.m.(2/28/1013 AR)
"Never let someone tell you that you are not beautiful."
What kind words.
It is not something I concern myself with often - appearances that is - as romance and intimacy are not a focus in my life. I certainly don't consider myself ugly, but somebody recently said something to me that dug at an insecurity I rarely have to content with.
Scholar, do you think that I'm beautiful? Or do you also think that I am too skinny, that it is unacceptable? Am I too delicate and frail?
I know that my bones like to make their presence known underneath my skin. I know that my collarbones pop when I laugh, and that I can easily count my ribs when I breathe in. I do not have much in the way of curves, and the way my freckles cluster in chaotic patterns makes them look more like patches of dirt than the gorgeous, consistent starry pattern others have been blessed with. I know that my front teeth are a little too large, and that one of my dimples is more prominent than the other.
And you may not notice it until you're much too close to my face, Scholar, but there's a smattering of blue in my eyes. An uneven mess that makes the brown look cracked.
Despite all of this, is it still okay for me to believe that I am beautiful in my own, messy way? Even if I may not be desirable to many? I know that I could never compare to most classy women - their fashions, the way they move, the thing that they do with their eyes..
But could I still be pleasing to the eye, if only to my own?
What kind words.
It is not something I concern myself with often - appearances that is - as romance and intimacy are not a focus in my life. I certainly don't consider myself ugly, but somebody recently said something to me that dug at an insecurity I rarely have to content with.
Scholar, do you think that I'm beautiful? Or do you also think that I am too skinny, that it is unacceptable? Am I too delicate and frail?
I know that my bones like to make their presence known underneath my skin. I know that my collarbones pop when I laugh, and that I can easily count my ribs when I breathe in. I do not have much in the way of curves, and the way my freckles cluster in chaotic patterns makes them look more like patches of dirt than the gorgeous, consistent starry pattern others have been blessed with. I know that my front teeth are a little too large, and that one of my dimples is more prominent than the other.
And you may not notice it until you're much too close to my face, Scholar, but there's a smattering of blue in my eyes. An uneven mess that makes the brown look cracked.
Despite all of this, is it still okay for me to believe that I am beautiful in my own, messy way? Even if I may not be desirable to many? I know that I could never compare to most classy women - their fashions, the way they move, the thing that they do with their eyes..
But could I still be pleasing to the eye, if only to my own?
Written By Vulpiano
April 22, 2020, 11:18 p.m.(2/28/1013 AR)
I suppose it's a good thing I hadn't planned any trips via ship anytime soon.
Written By Tyrus
April 22, 2020, 11:13 p.m.(2/28/1013 AR)
A whirlwind that allows only certain ships to pass should rank highly on the list of strange things encountered.
Unfortunately, the novelty faded long ago.
Unfortunately, the novelty faded long ago.
Written By Jules
April 22, 2020, 6:25 p.m.(2/28/1013 AR)
I build a little village out of coins yesterday. Svana said maybe we could use building blocks so they weren't swallowed. As if I'd swallow coins. What a silly woman!
Written By Perronne
April 22, 2020, 4:36 p.m.(2/28/1013 AR)
AUGH.
I wasn't mad about the rain, because at least it washed away some of the winter snow and accumulated...stuff that gathers in a city during the winter. It's dreary, but manageable.
But now apparently my suppliers are telling me that they have to dock at harbors down the coast, and I have to hire wagons and riverboats to move everything, everything!, the hard way. Because of a whirlpool in the harbor. A whirlpool in the harbor. The harbormaster swears that it's just some artifact of the storm, and it will go away soon. I don't know much about the ocean, so maybe he's right. Either way, I'm donating to the Faith, praying extra hard for Mangata to take pity on us poor souls down here and...losing money. Luckily I don't deal much with staples, especially in the winter, but I'm going to have to pass these costs on to those of my clientele who can afford it.
Wagons! IN THE SNOW!
By Mangata's Merry Melons, this city gets weirder every year.
I wasn't mad about the rain, because at least it washed away some of the winter snow and accumulated...stuff that gathers in a city during the winter. It's dreary, but manageable.
But now apparently my suppliers are telling me that they have to dock at harbors down the coast, and I have to hire wagons and riverboats to move everything, everything!, the hard way. Because of a whirlpool in the harbor. A whirlpool in the harbor. The harbormaster swears that it's just some artifact of the storm, and it will go away soon. I don't know much about the ocean, so maybe he's right. Either way, I'm donating to the Faith, praying extra hard for Mangata to take pity on us poor souls down here and...losing money. Luckily I don't deal much with staples, especially in the winter, but I'm going to have to pass these costs on to those of my clientele who can afford it.
Wagons! IN THE SNOW!
By Mangata's Merry Melons, this city gets weirder every year.
Written By Niklas
April 22, 2020, 10:53 a.m.(2/27/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Gianna
I find it funny, if not necessarily amusing, that a house which has been declared 'great', and whose members frequently position themselves as too busy saving the world to engage in petty squabbles, dedicates so much work, time and money week after week to attacking a commoner who has dedicated her life to beautifying the Compact and spreading a tradition of story and song throughout Arvum.
I find it funny, and definitely amusing, that despite having a great house pour down their calumnies on her she still comes through unburnt, with other great houses speaking their approval of what she does, along with some of the finest institutions in the Compact. If anything, she's more beloved than she was before.
Who knew Nightingales were fireproof? Gianna, the Tempered Whisper.
I find it funny, and definitely amusing, that despite having a great house pour down their calumnies on her she still comes through unburnt, with other great houses speaking their approval of what she does, along with some of the finest institutions in the Compact. If anything, she's more beloved than she was before.
Who knew Nightingales were fireproof? Gianna, the Tempered Whisper.
Written By Mabelle
April 22, 2020, 10:05 a.m.(2/27/1013 AR)
Boom Boom.
What a long week.
I dreamt of conflict. I experienced conflict. I survived it.
I owe my life to few and many.
The things I've seen refuse to leave my mind at night or at day.
I have not touched cake in three days.
Good thing it's that week in the city when they give out free rum.
What a long week.
I dreamt of conflict. I experienced conflict. I survived it.
I owe my life to few and many.
The things I've seen refuse to leave my mind at night or at day.
I have not touched cake in three days.
Good thing it's that week in the city when they give out free rum.
Written By Azova
April 22, 2020, 9:48 a.m.(2/27/1013 AR)
The Taste of Arx, Thrax Edition was a hilariously wonderful event. Countess Carita, Lady Catalana, and Lord Wulfrum all did a wonderful job putting it together. And best of all, is that no reveler needed reassembling afterwards, despite copious amounts of alcohol. It just makes me so proud that nobody was a complete dumbass!
Written By Lucita
April 22, 2020, 9:29 a.m.(2/27/1013 AR)
I had to get out to do some tasks at the bank today and when I started back home, snow was like a thick curtain shrouding the streets. One could hardly see an arms length ahead of them. Golden and Gunther, my dogs, led me to the Golden Hart which was only a short distance away. We took refuge there enjoying the food, drink and conversations till the snowfall lessened enough to get home.
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