Written By Medeia
May 17, 2021, 2:35 a.m.(6/26/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Malcolm
For at least the last ten years, "family" has been a difficult thing for me. Whether due to physical or emotional distance, death, disagreement, the blood relations I have are few and far. My husband recently said something about me turning friends into family. He was right, but that didn't make Duke Malcolm's offer to be my 'cousin' any less surprising - or welcome.
Humble, humorous, hard-working. The man knows what the daily lives of his people are like, so he knows how his decisions will impact them. I couldn't be happier to have such a lovely person to call family. With him as patron to another I consider family, I foresee a great many pranks, adventures, and projects to strengthen Eswynd, Shepherd, and Wyvernheart to come.
Humble, humorous, hard-working. The man knows what the daily lives of his people are like, so he knows how his decisions will impact them. I couldn't be happier to have such a lovely person to call family. With him as patron to another I consider family, I foresee a great many pranks, adventures, and projects to strengthen Eswynd, Shepherd, and Wyvernheart to come.
Written By Medeia
May 13, 2021, 12:13 a.m.(6/18/1015 AR)
Another delightful feast held in the courtyard, another rousing contest of physical skill! My thanks to Lords Haakon, Ian, and Savio, Ladies Thea and Piccola, and Messeres Raven and Zakhar for competing and being the entertainment for the evening. All fought admirably, but of course only one could win! Congratulations to Lord Ian for his victory.
I've been feeling inspired lately and have several parties already planned! Something for everyone! I promise. What a wonderful summer it will be.
I've been feeling inspired lately and have several parties already planned! Something for everyone! I promise. What a wonderful summer it will be.
Written By Medeia
May 10, 2021, 9:04 p.m.(6/13/1015 AR)
There's been an awful lot of talk the last few days about the excursion some months back around Nilanza that resulted in a confrontation with a notorious pirate captain. How strange the public has latched onto this now. But of course, the public has the details wrong - as the public is wont to do. I'll not ruin the Lycene opinion of me by sullying the story with the truth. What a strange rumor to wake up to!
Far more importantly? A prize purse of 25000 silver is on the line at the next Eswynd feast. I'm looking forward to seeing who competes and claims the prize as the last one standing in the sparring contest.
Far more importantly? A prize purse of 25000 silver is on the line at the next Eswynd feast. I'm looking forward to seeing who competes and claims the prize as the last one standing in the sparring contest.
Written By Medeia
May 7, 2021, 11:54 a.m.(6/7/1015 AR)
I've always wondered what brings a person to making the decisions they do, especially the ones that seem as though there was no real thought behind it. For instance, when walking back to Eswyndol from Saik Tower one evening - this would have been very shortly after my marriage, I suddenly stopped and ducked into the Black Fox to have a glass of wine. I had no need of a glass of wine at that moment, I had no plans to meet anyone there, but something compelled me to make the change in my path. This choice resulted in a conversation with Lord Yuri about weaponry, setting an appointment to meet at the training center for some sparring, a discussion on the foods we miss from the lands of our birth and the virtues of a good sauce, and promises of shared herbs and spices. It was a lovely chance encounter. And, I dare say, it may have led to the birth of La Rosa d'Ebano, since the lord shared the idea not long after. Was there something else acting upon me, or him, or both of us in that moment? Was it entirely by chance that I chose to stop, what spurred the topic of conversation, how did inspiration take root?
More recently, I had two visitors in two days with conversations on very different subjects that shouldn't have much, if anything, to do with one another. Yet, the first of the two had me thinking about a trip I should take and the second gave me the reason. Or, a better reason than "I want to." I can be assured the visitors did not collaborate in their approach. Chance? The maneuvers of someone or something? Every choice I have ever made has built the path I have walked on. But were the choices ahead always there to be decided upon? Or did they come about as a result of other factors?
No matter. I will just have to use care when deciding which bar to drink at.
More recently, I had two visitors in two days with conversations on very different subjects that shouldn't have much, if anything, to do with one another. Yet, the first of the two had me thinking about a trip I should take and the second gave me the reason. Or, a better reason than "I want to." I can be assured the visitors did not collaborate in their approach. Chance? The maneuvers of someone or something? Every choice I have ever made has built the path I have walked on. But were the choices ahead always there to be decided upon? Or did they come about as a result of other factors?
No matter. I will just have to use care when deciding which bar to drink at.
Written By Medeia
May 5, 2021, 1:44 a.m.(6/2/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Aiden
The news of Duke Aiden's passing was slow to reach me, and I have felt a broad range of emotions since hearing it. Anger is the most prominent. Not at him, not at the gods, just anger. This morning, I spent some time in the courtyard under the shade of the apple and pear trees in bloom. I sat on the grass, and I held my children in my arms, and I told them about him. He never met them. They're far too young to remember this moment. But I told them anyway, and now I write it here so others might know.
He and my brother were close, so close in fact that he was there in my brother's place when my niece and nephew were born after my brother was killed in Setarco. He was their Best Liar. My heart breaks for Estie and Kyllan, and for everyone else who loved him. When I finally met him, when he learned who I was, he promised he would look out for me, too - something I can at least say I never had need to call upon him for. But that first meeting? He gave me the most precious gift of knowledge (that I will keep to myself). Shortly after, the attack on the city left my uncle dead and he was very kind. Unfortunately, after the death of Marquis Valerius, our relationship was only through the occasional exchange of letters - with one exception, a moment of pure oddity as he and his cousin (then Lord) Duke Michael attempted to procure some armor. Even so, one such exchange of letters provided me another precious gift of knowledge (which I still find difficult to accept). And the last, a week before the war, a tangible gift, one that once belonged to someone else who also gave me more than I gave them, which I will cherish for as long as I draw breath. It almost feels ominous, now. But all should know that Duke Aiden Rubino, born Prince Aiden Grayson, was a good man. A generous and passionate and kind man. When Grayson says "None Greater," I hope they point to him as an example. I did not know him nearly long enough, but I am grateful for what time I did have.
He and my brother were close, so close in fact that he was there in my brother's place when my niece and nephew were born after my brother was killed in Setarco. He was their Best Liar. My heart breaks for Estie and Kyllan, and for everyone else who loved him. When I finally met him, when he learned who I was, he promised he would look out for me, too - something I can at least say I never had need to call upon him for. But that first meeting? He gave me the most precious gift of knowledge (that I will keep to myself). Shortly after, the attack on the city left my uncle dead and he was very kind. Unfortunately, after the death of Marquis Valerius, our relationship was only through the occasional exchange of letters - with one exception, a moment of pure oddity as he and his cousin (then Lord) Duke Michael attempted to procure some armor. Even so, one such exchange of letters provided me another precious gift of knowledge (which I still find difficult to accept). And the last, a week before the war, a tangible gift, one that once belonged to someone else who also gave me more than I gave them, which I will cherish for as long as I draw breath. It almost feels ominous, now. But all should know that Duke Aiden Rubino, born Prince Aiden Grayson, was a good man. A generous and passionate and kind man. When Grayson says "None Greater," I hope they point to him as an example. I did not know him nearly long enough, but I am grateful for what time I did have.
Written By Medeia
May 1, 2021, 6:56 p.m.(5/23/1015 AR)
Scholar Clive! It has been a while, hasn't it? I'm glad to see you well. Oh! Well, I am especially glad, then! It was truly a courageous thing you did, going with the fleet to record the events and deeds of the war. Did you? Did he? Yes, my husband is a formidable opponent. Which reminds me, I should get back into my armor and join the Eswynd warriors for training now the twins are born. Oh, no, I doubt I will ever be one of the best combatants in Arvum, that is hardly a goal of mine. But I don't want to be a liability to others.
Yes, I stayed here to ensure the hospital and clinic ran smoothly for everyone else and to prepare for those returning. It was a brutal shift once the ships arrived and patients began to be transported in. I had a pit in my stomach when I realized one of those brought in unconscious was Lucita. She should recover just fine, it was upsetting though. I had an excellent team of medics at my side and I should think of some sort of thank you gift for those who really stepped up. Ladies Cecilia, Clarisse, and Kiera as well as Mistress Bonibel and Messere Evaristo were wonderful help to me, especially. Perhaps I may persuade the captain to become one of my apprentices? He's got a head for it, I feel.
I'm relieved, honestly. It sounds like, maybe, we all might have a bit of time to breathe. To focus on our people and our lands without the emphasis being war. It'll be nice to go to the Black Fox and have anything else to discuss - once people get the tales of heroism out of the way, of course! I want to hear those. Also, I heard hands of the dead dragged the enemy forces beneath the water? I simply must learn more about this. I know, it sounds preposterous, but you saw it! And my husband is not one for telling tall tales. Someone, somewhere, knows what that was all about.
Yes, I stayed here to ensure the hospital and clinic ran smoothly for everyone else and to prepare for those returning. It was a brutal shift once the ships arrived and patients began to be transported in. I had a pit in my stomach when I realized one of those brought in unconscious was Lucita. She should recover just fine, it was upsetting though. I had an excellent team of medics at my side and I should think of some sort of thank you gift for those who really stepped up. Ladies Cecilia, Clarisse, and Kiera as well as Mistress Bonibel and Messere Evaristo were wonderful help to me, especially. Perhaps I may persuade the captain to become one of my apprentices? He's got a head for it, I feel.
I'm relieved, honestly. It sounds like, maybe, we all might have a bit of time to breathe. To focus on our people and our lands without the emphasis being war. It'll be nice to go to the Black Fox and have anything else to discuss - once people get the tales of heroism out of the way, of course! I want to hear those. Also, I heard hands of the dead dragged the enemy forces beneath the water? I simply must learn more about this. I know, it sounds preposterous, but you saw it! And my husband is not one for telling tall tales. Someone, somewhere, knows what that was all about.
Written By Medeia
April 30, 2021, 10:11 a.m.(5/20/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Haakon
There are times when I wonder if my husband is imbued with the very wind he claims cares not. Restless, yet unmoving. Fierce, yet calm. He so fully embodies it that his steps are steady as he crosses the deck of a wave-tossed ship. I have seen him leap into battle and evade enemy blades as if guided by the air around him. He rides out the storms of my emotions as if he was born to it.
It's been said that he is not good enough for me. But the last year has led me to believe there is none better. A year ago today, our betrothal was announced to all. Today, I ship him off to war with many of our people, praying for their safe return.
The wind cares not. But I do, and I will stand in it until my skin is raw from it whipping around me, until it has struck me to my knees and drowned out my voice with its howling. I will withstand it until the east wind sees him home - on his feet or on his shield.
Gods, let it be on his feet.
It's been said that he is not good enough for me. But the last year has led me to believe there is none better. A year ago today, our betrothal was announced to all. Today, I ship him off to war with many of our people, praying for their safe return.
The wind cares not. But I do, and I will stand in it until my skin is raw from it whipping around me, until it has struck me to my knees and drowned out my voice with its howling. I will withstand it until the east wind sees him home - on his feet or on his shield.
Gods, let it be on his feet.
Written By Medeia
April 29, 2021, 1:58 p.m.(5/19/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Margot
Scholar, my search for a new patron has come to an end! I had some truly impressive offers made, but it is an honor to be able to have Duchess Margot extend patronage and accept it. I'm glad to have my patron be someone of the Isles so that I may continue to learn of my new home and work on projects together to benefit it. The duchess has already been a welcoming and trustworthy figure since I became an Eswynd just under a year ago. If our experience to this point is any indication, this choice will be a good one for us both.
Written By Medeia
April 25, 2021, 7:40 p.m.(5/11/1015 AR)
Caprice Artiglio, Samira Culler, and Cufre Harrow are such talented artists! I am thrilled that I was able to take them to Eswynd Rock some time back, which gave them the opportunity to select pieces of our deeplight coral to work with. The creations they made are stunning. I think they all may have pieces left after the showcase, and I am confident they will sell quickly. I may need to buy a few myself.
Also, there is some fellow wandering the city named Bayard d'Aurelian. I believe that was his name. Claims to be a merchant, but he was drawing growls from a very friendly dog, and a lockpick was found in one of the display cases. He left, and nothing was missing, but I'll be keeping an eye out.
Also, there is some fellow wandering the city named Bayard d'Aurelian. I believe that was his name. Claims to be a merchant, but he was drawing growls from a very friendly dog, and a lockpick was found in one of the display cases. He left, and nothing was missing, but I'll be keeping an eye out.
Written By Medeia
April 19, 2021, 12:19 a.m.(4/26/1015 AR)
In recent months, Eswynd has accomplished the task of bringing in a new vassal - the barony of Norrock Vorod, an isle near to Eswyndol. The Prodigals of house Norrock are ruled by Baron Janos Norrock. His father, who had made the decision to join his people to the Compact, was killed by Arvani sailors of house Asterales on the way to officially kneel. His son accepted the mantle of responsibility on behalf of his people. Some reading this journal may be unfamiliar with Asterales, so I will explain: A daughter of Ivan Helianthus was married to Igor Asterales. Following in Ivan's wake, the house has taken up arms against Thrax and those loyal to their liege. Under the leadership of Igor, Asterales ships harried our trade routes, disrupted our supplies, and killed our people. The man looked me in the eye and threatened to drag me through the streets to teach me a lesson for laying with a dog once he succeeded in killing my husband. I am happy to report that he failed on all measures, there. This is the hatred that is emboldened when prejudice against Prodigals is left unchecked.
Representatives of Eswynd and Tyde, along with some allies from Kennex, Amadeo, and Leporidae took a voyage to Norrock Vorod in the hopes of checking in to ensure they're doing well, introduce them to some others of the Compact, and generally continue to build our relationship after years of rivalry between Eswynd and Norrock. This peaceful gathering of Compact citizens was disrupted by ships flying no colors storming the shore and immediately setting in to slaughter the people of Norrock and raze their homes. Amidst shouts of "kill the heathen Shavs," I sought shelter until they were turned away and fled back to sea. Perhaps they were from Asterales. Perhaps they were from some other house that followed the traitor Ivan Helianthus. All I know is that people who had sworn oaths to their liege and their liege's liege and so on up to Thrax have broken those oaths. They have turned against their fellow Islanders.
In the hours after the attack, I tended the wounded and had the assistance of Duchess Margot - teaching her as much as I could given the circumstances. Others aided in putting out fires, clearing debris, doing repairs, and more. Yet, hours later, the air was still filled with the sound of screaming. Mine. Our children had decided they could wait no longer and were delivered to me and Haakon by Baron Janos's mother - Lady Olga - with the aid of Harlequin Zoey, right in the hall of Norrock. It was not the way I expected to welcome them, but I am thrilled that they seem to be perfectly healthy and strong. And that their first breaths were of sea air in the Isles. They are children of the Compact, and they are already beloved by many. Welcome home Miklos and Savja, and Baron Janos and the people of Norrock Vorod.
Representatives of Eswynd and Tyde, along with some allies from Kennex, Amadeo, and Leporidae took a voyage to Norrock Vorod in the hopes of checking in to ensure they're doing well, introduce them to some others of the Compact, and generally continue to build our relationship after years of rivalry between Eswynd and Norrock. This peaceful gathering of Compact citizens was disrupted by ships flying no colors storming the shore and immediately setting in to slaughter the people of Norrock and raze their homes. Amidst shouts of "kill the heathen Shavs," I sought shelter until they were turned away and fled back to sea. Perhaps they were from Asterales. Perhaps they were from some other house that followed the traitor Ivan Helianthus. All I know is that people who had sworn oaths to their liege and their liege's liege and so on up to Thrax have broken those oaths. They have turned against their fellow Islanders.
In the hours after the attack, I tended the wounded and had the assistance of Duchess Margot - teaching her as much as I could given the circumstances. Others aided in putting out fires, clearing debris, doing repairs, and more. Yet, hours later, the air was still filled with the sound of screaming. Mine. Our children had decided they could wait no longer and were delivered to me and Haakon by Baron Janos's mother - Lady Olga - with the aid of Harlequin Zoey, right in the hall of Norrock. It was not the way I expected to welcome them, but I am thrilled that they seem to be perfectly healthy and strong. And that their first breaths were of sea air in the Isles. They are children of the Compact, and they are already beloved by many. Welcome home Miklos and Savja, and Baron Janos and the people of Norrock Vorod.
Written By Medeia
April 17, 2021, 5:08 p.m.(4/23/1015 AR)
I had thought I might keep some thoughts to myself, having already ruined my own day earlier in the week. In the hope that things might blow over, that things would settle as we face outside challenges. Instead, we fall to infighting and division.
It should come as no surprise that I support the Prodigals of the Compact, given that I married one and am soon to be mother to children born into a Prodigal house. My children will be looked down upon by members of the Compact, people who I have worked hard to help through various efforts as a midwife and physician, fundraiser and donor, organizer. My children, through no fault of their own, will be treated as lesser, referred to as neo-nobles even though I come from Saik and my husband was a lord of the ruling family of Eswynd Rock before he bent knee.
Few have I met who take oaths more seriously than my husband and his people. They have sworn theirs. And with them, two other houses came. And since? We have brought another into the fold. We support the Faith, the Physicians, our liege and our liege's liege. Our ships and silver and supplies and souls have enriched the Isles and Arvum as full citizens, proper nobility. As a Champion, my husband has fought with honor. He has gained the respect and trust of princes and princesses, duchesses and baronesses, and many others. He is a fantastic teacher who shares his knowledge with any who come to him with genuine intent to learn. His experience as a sailor, commander, tactician, soldier both against Abandoned of the Isles and against Thrax from prior to swearing fealty gives us all an advantage as he is able to provide insight into strengths and weaknesses that may otherwise go overlooked. Eswynd ships have aided in remapping the coast after tragedy befell Astarrea. They will sail against the Skal'dajans and traitors who threaten us all.
A soul does not choose its body. A body cannot change what was done by its ancestors. But through the grace of the gods, a body and soul can be shown a path forward, they can embrace change and choose to swear an oath of fealty and devote their lives toward something different than what was known before. We are stronger with Prodigals. We are better with Prodigals.
Being born and surviving are not criminal acts.
It should come as no surprise that I support the Prodigals of the Compact, given that I married one and am soon to be mother to children born into a Prodigal house. My children will be looked down upon by members of the Compact, people who I have worked hard to help through various efforts as a midwife and physician, fundraiser and donor, organizer. My children, through no fault of their own, will be treated as lesser, referred to as neo-nobles even though I come from Saik and my husband was a lord of the ruling family of Eswynd Rock before he bent knee.
Few have I met who take oaths more seriously than my husband and his people. They have sworn theirs. And with them, two other houses came. And since? We have brought another into the fold. We support the Faith, the Physicians, our liege and our liege's liege. Our ships and silver and supplies and souls have enriched the Isles and Arvum as full citizens, proper nobility. As a Champion, my husband has fought with honor. He has gained the respect and trust of princes and princesses, duchesses and baronesses, and many others. He is a fantastic teacher who shares his knowledge with any who come to him with genuine intent to learn. His experience as a sailor, commander, tactician, soldier both against Abandoned of the Isles and against Thrax from prior to swearing fealty gives us all an advantage as he is able to provide insight into strengths and weaknesses that may otherwise go overlooked. Eswynd ships have aided in remapping the coast after tragedy befell Astarrea. They will sail against the Skal'dajans and traitors who threaten us all.
A soul does not choose its body. A body cannot change what was done by its ancestors. But through the grace of the gods, a body and soul can be shown a path forward, they can embrace change and choose to swear an oath of fealty and devote their lives toward something different than what was known before. We are stronger with Prodigals. We are better with Prodigals.
Being born and surviving are not criminal acts.
Written By Medeia
April 15, 2021, 9:39 a.m.(4/18/1015 AR)
Hello, Scholar Clive! This is a beautiful day, no? Splendid. Oh, I'm not so naive to believe that Ivan's death solves anything, but it soothes part of the deep ache I've felt the past eleven months. It is grotesque, isn't it, to rejoice in a death? Yet, I think it is something we all are likely to do at least once. We can wish that everyone lead long and healthy lives and still be relieved when someone who has committed violence against us is gone. The beauty is that the Queen of Endings will still welcome his soul back to her - whether or not he accepted her and her disciples.
People are complicated at the best of times. Even the bad ones have people who loved or respected them. Parents, spouses, children, friends, allies. It is easy to dismiss those people in your grief - whether that manifests as anger or despair. And few are ever wholly bad, or wholly good, instead existing in some liminal space where they have been both hero and villain. Am I the villain in someone else's story? Most assuredly.
I'm complicated, just like anyone else. Scholar Clive, I'm sure even you hold some conflicting desires and values, no? Of course you do. Complicated, but not without heart. The loss of life in Hopeshallow, amidst a series of strange events, is sad to hear about. And while I may be questioning certain circumstances, those people are people of the Isles - as I am, now. As my children will be. House Dredcall will have difficult questions to answer, choices to make, in the coming days. Perhaps one such choice will be to accept the aid of those who offer it. I may be in no position to travel and offer my aid as a physician to care for any injured or ill survivors of the fire and storm, but I can offer medical supplies, silver for rebuilding, and perhaps even the calling in of a favor.
As Dominus Aureth said, it isn't too late to make better choices.
People are complicated at the best of times. Even the bad ones have people who loved or respected them. Parents, spouses, children, friends, allies. It is easy to dismiss those people in your grief - whether that manifests as anger or despair. And few are ever wholly bad, or wholly good, instead existing in some liminal space where they have been both hero and villain. Am I the villain in someone else's story? Most assuredly.
I'm complicated, just like anyone else. Scholar Clive, I'm sure even you hold some conflicting desires and values, no? Of course you do. Complicated, but not without heart. The loss of life in Hopeshallow, amidst a series of strange events, is sad to hear about. And while I may be questioning certain circumstances, those people are people of the Isles - as I am, now. As my children will be. House Dredcall will have difficult questions to answer, choices to make, in the coming days. Perhaps one such choice will be to accept the aid of those who offer it. I may be in no position to travel and offer my aid as a physician to care for any injured or ill survivors of the fire and storm, but I can offer medical supplies, silver for rebuilding, and perhaps even the calling in of a favor.
As Dominus Aureth said, it isn't too late to make better choices.
Written By Medeia
April 13, 2021, 7:04 p.m.(4/15/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Mihaly
On behalf of the League of Stoic Husbands, by special nomination, I am happy to announce Lord Mihaly Riven as the newest member. This is a great honor.
Written By Medeia
April 9, 2021, 1:49 a.m.(4/6/1015 AR)
Scholar, I've decided that if I am to have a doll of you made, I should know your name. And isn't it strange that I haven't known it all this time? I've always believed that knowing, and using, someone's name is important. Clive? Clive. That's a nice name. I'm sorry I didn't ask you months ago.
What have I been doing? Well, I had another meeting about the midwife training center earlier. It's satisfying to know that project is nearly complete! The amount of silver that has gone into this is boggling, honestly, and the project itself has grown in exciting ways I didn't envision when I conceived of it. Yes, pun intended. I was a Harlequin, Scholar Clive. There is a good chance that all the construction and furnishing will be done within the next month! Spring being here has allowed for some things to move ahead quickly, now. I'm looking forward to the unveiling so I can publicly acknowledge all the effort of the people who have been helping make this happen.
Otherwise? Things have been a little quieter the past several days, though there is much ahead. My patron, Lady Thea, is marrying Lord Drake soon. I am thrilled for the both of them! They work well together, truly, it's a strong match. Wyvernheart is gaining a great boon in having her join their house; she's got the kind of energy, skills, and determination that will serve well in a holding that is still being properly reclaimed and explored. I've been lucky to see the strengthening of their bond, their commitment to having a union that benefits both their houses. However, I will almost certainly cry at the celebration. Why? People cry at weddings. Oh, Scholar Clive, I need to see other Scholars! But you're right. I am sad. After, she will no longer be my patron. A bittersweet moment, to be sure. We were friends long before we were patron and protege, so I expect there will be little change.
I've become curious about how other people have chosen the names of their children. And Best Liars or Salt Parents. These decisions seem like they would be life altering for a child. Strangely, I couldn't say who my Best Liar is. Was? No matter. There are so many decisions to be made, and soon, that it's overwhelming. Oh? I suppose it is interesting that I've been a midwife for so long and have a lack of insight into these particular matters. Did you know that I'm a Salt Parent? I am! To three children, actually. And no, I still can't say I know how that decision is made. Perhaps some curious reader of the whites will see this and send anecdotes or guidance.
What have I been doing? Well, I had another meeting about the midwife training center earlier. It's satisfying to know that project is nearly complete! The amount of silver that has gone into this is boggling, honestly, and the project itself has grown in exciting ways I didn't envision when I conceived of it. Yes, pun intended. I was a Harlequin, Scholar Clive. There is a good chance that all the construction and furnishing will be done within the next month! Spring being here has allowed for some things to move ahead quickly, now. I'm looking forward to the unveiling so I can publicly acknowledge all the effort of the people who have been helping make this happen.
Otherwise? Things have been a little quieter the past several days, though there is much ahead. My patron, Lady Thea, is marrying Lord Drake soon. I am thrilled for the both of them! They work well together, truly, it's a strong match. Wyvernheart is gaining a great boon in having her join their house; she's got the kind of energy, skills, and determination that will serve well in a holding that is still being properly reclaimed and explored. I've been lucky to see the strengthening of their bond, their commitment to having a union that benefits both their houses. However, I will almost certainly cry at the celebration. Why? People cry at weddings. Oh, Scholar Clive, I need to see other Scholars! But you're right. I am sad. After, she will no longer be my patron. A bittersweet moment, to be sure. We were friends long before we were patron and protege, so I expect there will be little change.
I've become curious about how other people have chosen the names of their children. And Best Liars or Salt Parents. These decisions seem like they would be life altering for a child. Strangely, I couldn't say who my Best Liar is. Was? No matter. There are so many decisions to be made, and soon, that it's overwhelming. Oh? I suppose it is interesting that I've been a midwife for so long and have a lack of insight into these particular matters. Did you know that I'm a Salt Parent? I am! To three children, actually. And no, I still can't say I know how that decision is made. Perhaps some curious reader of the whites will see this and send anecdotes or guidance.
Written By Medeia
April 6, 2021, 1:15 a.m.(3/28/1015 AR)
Scholar, when I asked you to help me find any interesting journals from the past several days so that I might keep apprised of what is happening in the city, I did not expect you to bring me three journals that mention me by name. On three unrelated topics! I feel like I have been doing less and less lately, so it is heartening to see that I am able to affect others in ways they find remarkable.
I thoroughly enjoyed preparing for and conducting the primer on healing herbs. I hope to make this a series, covering a broad range of herbs, flowers, and other plants that are medicinally useful. I spoke on dandy lions (in some regions, the flowers are called swine's snout), sunbride (perhaps known as Mary's gold to some), and sage. It has been requested that I cover nettles in an upcoming lesson, and I am happy to oblige. I am thinking I may host a tea blending workshop - after the twins are born.
I'm already cutting it close, I think, on some upcoming festivities. I'm reasonably confident I will make it through the wedding of Lady Thea and Lord Drake without concern. Marquessa Tyche and Prince Leonel, however? I suppose we will see. Which reminds me, I need to have the bottles of their wine included in the next shipment from Saikland. And the next feast in our hall is somewhere between those two weddings. We (well, someone who is in a condition suitable for dancing) will be teaching the steps to the traditional chain dance of the Eswynds, with music, and of course plenty of food and drink. I already have the plan for the next feast after ready to go! I've had a lot of time for planning.
Quickly, on the topic of planning, I am lucky to have the fantastic assistance of Lady Zoey, Lord Dycard, and Lady Quinley in pulling together a celebration of the Mourning Isles to be held in Crimson Square. I believe it is time for the harsh memory of the attack by traitors to be replaced with jubilant memories of our people coming together and sharing the things that make us all unique and interesting. There will be games and prizes, song and dance and stories, food and drink, displays of art, and more to highlight the houses of the Thrax fealty. I hope many from across the city attend and celebrate with us.
Princess Alarissa and Duke Hadrian both do me a kindness in their journals. Having had the opportunity to speak with both of them privately, separately, has been delightful and enriching. Knowing that the Thrax children are clamoring for the dolls simply means I shall have to commission more of them. But yes, both the princess and the duke provided me much to think about in our conversations. I am eager to follow up with them both (within the next decade, of course)!
Scholar, what is that look? Am I talking too much? Oh. Yes, I will absolutely have a doll commissioned of you. Are you writing this down? So I won't go back on my word. What would make you think I would?! Honestly, at the rate I keep getting you whenever I come to the Archive, you're liable to be my best friend in a week or two. This is getting long, though, isn't it? I suppose I'm done then.
I thoroughly enjoyed preparing for and conducting the primer on healing herbs. I hope to make this a series, covering a broad range of herbs, flowers, and other plants that are medicinally useful. I spoke on dandy lions (in some regions, the flowers are called swine's snout), sunbride (perhaps known as Mary's gold to some), and sage. It has been requested that I cover nettles in an upcoming lesson, and I am happy to oblige. I am thinking I may host a tea blending workshop - after the twins are born.
I'm already cutting it close, I think, on some upcoming festivities. I'm reasonably confident I will make it through the wedding of Lady Thea and Lord Drake without concern. Marquessa Tyche and Prince Leonel, however? I suppose we will see. Which reminds me, I need to have the bottles of their wine included in the next shipment from Saikland. And the next feast in our hall is somewhere between those two weddings. We (well, someone who is in a condition suitable for dancing) will be teaching the steps to the traditional chain dance of the Eswynds, with music, and of course plenty of food and drink. I already have the plan for the next feast after ready to go! I've had a lot of time for planning.
Quickly, on the topic of planning, I am lucky to have the fantastic assistance of Lady Zoey, Lord Dycard, and Lady Quinley in pulling together a celebration of the Mourning Isles to be held in Crimson Square. I believe it is time for the harsh memory of the attack by traitors to be replaced with jubilant memories of our people coming together and sharing the things that make us all unique and interesting. There will be games and prizes, song and dance and stories, food and drink, displays of art, and more to highlight the houses of the Thrax fealty. I hope many from across the city attend and celebrate with us.
Princess Alarissa and Duke Hadrian both do me a kindness in their journals. Having had the opportunity to speak with both of them privately, separately, has been delightful and enriching. Knowing that the Thrax children are clamoring for the dolls simply means I shall have to commission more of them. But yes, both the princess and the duke provided me much to think about in our conversations. I am eager to follow up with them both (within the next decade, of course)!
Scholar, what is that look? Am I talking too much? Oh. Yes, I will absolutely have a doll commissioned of you. Are you writing this down? So I won't go back on my word. What would make you think I would?! Honestly, at the rate I keep getting you whenever I come to the Archive, you're liable to be my best friend in a week or two. This is getting long, though, isn't it? I suppose I'm done then.
Written By Medeia
March 30, 2021, 3:17 a.m.(3/14/1015 AR)
My sister is, as ever, my sister. Neilda will always be one of the most captivating personalities in a room. I am so, so glad she came back to the city in time for us to celebrate our birthday together.
In other news, the League of Stoic Husbands is now accepting applications. If you are interested in joining, simply seek out Lords Haakon Eswynd and Ian Kennex at any event and do the following:
1. Be stoic. Gruff, stern, aloof, dour, or brusque may be substituted at the lords' discretion.
2. Be a husband. Or be alright being referred to as a husband, regardless of gender or marital status.
3. Understand that membership requires your participation at large social events be mostly limited to other League members, with your wife or date taking second, and all other greetings and pleasantries being minimal. Membership benefits vary by social event, but typically include a seat or a wall to prop up and liberal amounts of alcohol.
4. Be prepared to discuss the latest trends in war tactics and strategy, weaponry, armor, naval maneuvers, and any information known about current enemies of the Compact or similar topics.
I am very excited to learn how to use the present my husband got me properly. He always surprises me with the perfect gift. And this just means I get the distinct pleasure of spending time learning from him. He is my equal when it comes to capability as a teacher, something which I am grateful for.
And Messere Zakhar? I am glad you have been keeping your cane handy. It gives me some small peace knowing that you're not hopping around on the ice and injuring yourself all over again. I appreciate the messages - even if they are tucked away in your white journals.
In other news, the League of Stoic Husbands is now accepting applications. If you are interested in joining, simply seek out Lords Haakon Eswynd and Ian Kennex at any event and do the following:
1. Be stoic. Gruff, stern, aloof, dour, or brusque may be substituted at the lords' discretion.
2. Be a husband. Or be alright being referred to as a husband, regardless of gender or marital status.
3. Understand that membership requires your participation at large social events be mostly limited to other League members, with your wife or date taking second, and all other greetings and pleasantries being minimal. Membership benefits vary by social event, but typically include a seat or a wall to prop up and liberal amounts of alcohol.
4. Be prepared to discuss the latest trends in war tactics and strategy, weaponry, armor, naval maneuvers, and any information known about current enemies of the Compact or similar topics.
I am very excited to learn how to use the present my husband got me properly. He always surprises me with the perfect gift. And this just means I get the distinct pleasure of spending time learning from him. He is my equal when it comes to capability as a teacher, something which I am grateful for.
And Messere Zakhar? I am glad you have been keeping your cane handy. It gives me some small peace knowing that you're not hopping around on the ice and injuring yourself all over again. I appreciate the messages - even if they are tucked away in your white journals.
Written By Medeia
March 29, 2021, 3:18 a.m.(3/12/1015 AR)
It will be my birthday in just three days, Scholar. I am not doing anything so extravagant as I did last year. A small gathering, no presents - just good food and better company. This last week was unpredictably hectic, so I think having a less flashy party is for the best.
Interestingly, almost all of the unpredictability was related to medicine and injury. Much of those details are not mine to share, but I definitely stepped outside of my comfort zone in one case, ended up needing to burn my dress in another, and finally, being so stunned I fled a large gathering. However, I'd be remiss if I didn't express how grateful I am to the Thrax family for trusting me. It is an honor to have been named their family physician. This doesn't mean they won't still call upon others, of course. There will be times when I am away from the city, or otherwise incapable of attending to their needs. But it does mean that I am the one who will be woken up in the dark hours of morning and rushed north across Crimson Square to the estate before anyone else if needed.
I spent a nice, private afternoon with Duchess Cambria yesterday, which was as beautiful as she is. It surprises me that it took being in the city over a year for me to meet her, but now that I have? I will be sure not to let so long pass before spending time in her company again. Our conversation held promise, and I believe we have similar hopes and goals for ourselves - even if we are very different women. If you find yourself with an invitation to tea, I highly recommend taking it.
Interestingly, almost all of the unpredictability was related to medicine and injury. Much of those details are not mine to share, but I definitely stepped outside of my comfort zone in one case, ended up needing to burn my dress in another, and finally, being so stunned I fled a large gathering. However, I'd be remiss if I didn't express how grateful I am to the Thrax family for trusting me. It is an honor to have been named their family physician. This doesn't mean they won't still call upon others, of course. There will be times when I am away from the city, or otherwise incapable of attending to their needs. But it does mean that I am the one who will be woken up in the dark hours of morning and rushed north across Crimson Square to the estate before anyone else if needed.
I spent a nice, private afternoon with Duchess Cambria yesterday, which was as beautiful as she is. It surprises me that it took being in the city over a year for me to meet her, but now that I have? I will be sure not to let so long pass before spending time in her company again. Our conversation held promise, and I believe we have similar hopes and goals for ourselves - even if we are very different women. If you find yourself with an invitation to tea, I highly recommend taking it.
Written By Medeia
March 27, 2021, 2 a.m.(3/8/1015 AR)
Scholar, it's recently come to my attention that I am The Boring One. As compared to whom, you ask? A fair question, that. I'll explain.
It just so happens that I speak of my husband, my twin, and my patron. Yes, Scholar, Lord Haakon, Lady Neilda and Lady Thea. Who else would fit those identifiers? I'm too earnest, have too low of a tolerance for absurdity, am less likely to jump off a cliff (falling down one and being caught by Haakon doesn't count), I cannot sail and do not own my own boat, I have far more books and journals and pages of notes from research than I do weapons or interesting relics or prizes that declare me among the best at anything. Even my parties are highly organized!
What do you mean, Scholar? The bull riding contest wasn't absurd! It was a challenge of endurance. And I'm not the one who turned the whiskey release into a surprise shirtless men party! I probably should've expected the content of the stories shared that night to fall into a certain category, however.
I did make my husband laugh today, Scholar. I threw a note on a wadded up ball of parchment containing a terrible pun. I guess there may be hope for me, yet.
It just so happens that I speak of my husband, my twin, and my patron. Yes, Scholar, Lord Haakon, Lady Neilda and Lady Thea. Who else would fit those identifiers? I'm too earnest, have too low of a tolerance for absurdity, am less likely to jump off a cliff (falling down one and being caught by Haakon doesn't count), I cannot sail and do not own my own boat, I have far more books and journals and pages of notes from research than I do weapons or interesting relics or prizes that declare me among the best at anything. Even my parties are highly organized!
What do you mean, Scholar? The bull riding contest wasn't absurd! It was a challenge of endurance. And I'm not the one who turned the whiskey release into a surprise shirtless men party! I probably should've expected the content of the stories shared that night to fall into a certain category, however.
I did make my husband laugh today, Scholar. I threw a note on a wadded up ball of parchment containing a terrible pun. I guess there may be hope for me, yet.
Written By Medeia
March 23, 2021, 10:47 a.m.(3/1/1015 AR)
Scholar, last time I sat with you, I discussed curiosity and teaching. I suppose it should be little wonder that in sating that curiosity with a skim through recent journals that I find myself teaching. I certainly didn't expect the combination of my husband, my twin, and peacocks to be the subject.
While I was not present for the exchange between Neilda and Haakon, I feel I know them both well enough to make a few assumptions:
1. My sister is, in fact, a being that needs to be given leave to soar. I have written a journal to this point in the past. She is also no bird expert (for such things, I would refer to Duke Aiden), leading me to believe that her prior experience with Duke Michael's peacock, Sir Struttington, and her disdain for limitations led to a thought process along the lines of "dazzling bird plus freedom equals peacock and flying." Side note, now that I think about it, Nel and Strut are of similar disposition - though my sister has yet to peck my hand for a grape.
2. Nel's use of "fly" to equate with freedom, soaring, isn't appropriately applied to peacocks in the way it might be applied to gulls or eagles or ravens. While peacocks can become airborne, their flight is largely limited to getting to their high roosting places and safely descending back to the ground.
3. My husband recognized the implied meaning and incongruity of my sister's words and responded correctly within the context.
4. The context being a deadly fight in which economy of language is important.
In hindsight, Scholar? I should have expected this combination. Have you met my sister or my husband? That really is all anyone should need to keep in mind.
While I was not present for the exchange between Neilda and Haakon, I feel I know them both well enough to make a few assumptions:
1. My sister is, in fact, a being that needs to be given leave to soar. I have written a journal to this point in the past. She is also no bird expert (for such things, I would refer to Duke Aiden), leading me to believe that her prior experience with Duke Michael's peacock, Sir Struttington, and her disdain for limitations led to a thought process along the lines of "dazzling bird plus freedom equals peacock and flying." Side note, now that I think about it, Nel and Strut are of similar disposition - though my sister has yet to peck my hand for a grape.
2. Nel's use of "fly" to equate with freedom, soaring, isn't appropriately applied to peacocks in the way it might be applied to gulls or eagles or ravens. While peacocks can become airborne, their flight is largely limited to getting to their high roosting places and safely descending back to the ground.
3. My husband recognized the implied meaning and incongruity of my sister's words and responded correctly within the context.
4. The context being a deadly fight in which economy of language is important.
In hindsight, Scholar? I should have expected this combination. Have you met my sister or my husband? That really is all anyone should need to keep in mind.
Written By Medeia
March 22, 2021, 12:06 p.m.(2/27/1015 AR)
Curiosity.
Yes, Scholar, I know one word isn't really worth submitting. If you're going to be snarky, I'll write it myself! The fact that you're writing down my side of the conversation tells me you get a rise out of this. Yes, fine, I'll continue.
I've joked before that curiosity may be my most deadly trait, my fatal flaw. There isn't always a reason why I want to know something, other than to know it. I have no immediate plans for most of the knowledge I acquire. It all gets tucked away in my memory for - well, for safe keeping? Just in case. My very own library of information to call upon if ever needed. No, Scholar, I don't think I should consider joining your discipleship. That is hardly the case! I just don't seem to be cut out for discipleship, after all.
Back to my point. Yes, I had one! It turns out, I have quite the talent for teaching, and I enjoy doing it. My professorship at the college was fairly short-lived; there were some. Well. Points of disagreement. Not that the college isn't an incredible institution! It just wasn't for me. A while back, I had this realization around the same time Princess Cerys had decided to sell her private home. I'd been there before, meeting with her to discuss some events, and the place was gorgeous. And I bought it on a whim.
I've had carpenters and painters and such in doing a lot of work to transform it into a place of learning. There is a lecture hall/classroom - that will be used soon! Messere Evaristo and I are working together on a public discussion. I've converted the ballroom into an incredible conservatory, which can still be used as a ballroom, or a meeting space, or just a place to relax among the plants. There's a proper apothecary garden going in come spring. And I'll have an office where I can meet with patients or students privately if they do not wish to meet in their home or elsewhere.
I've had so many new students recently, and I've been offering lessons everywhere from the couch at the Black Fox to the dining table at home. It will be nice to be able to consolidate my efforts, provide formal structure to my students, and start putting all of my curiosity to use for others. Some of my curiosity.
Yes, Scholar, I know one word isn't really worth submitting. If you're going to be snarky, I'll write it myself! The fact that you're writing down my side of the conversation tells me you get a rise out of this. Yes, fine, I'll continue.
I've joked before that curiosity may be my most deadly trait, my fatal flaw. There isn't always a reason why I want to know something, other than to know it. I have no immediate plans for most of the knowledge I acquire. It all gets tucked away in my memory for - well, for safe keeping? Just in case. My very own library of information to call upon if ever needed. No, Scholar, I don't think I should consider joining your discipleship. That is hardly the case! I just don't seem to be cut out for discipleship, after all.
Back to my point. Yes, I had one! It turns out, I have quite the talent for teaching, and I enjoy doing it. My professorship at the college was fairly short-lived; there were some. Well. Points of disagreement. Not that the college isn't an incredible institution! It just wasn't for me. A while back, I had this realization around the same time Princess Cerys had decided to sell her private home. I'd been there before, meeting with her to discuss some events, and the place was gorgeous. And I bought it on a whim.
I've had carpenters and painters and such in doing a lot of work to transform it into a place of learning. There is a lecture hall/classroom - that will be used soon! Messere Evaristo and I are working together on a public discussion. I've converted the ballroom into an incredible conservatory, which can still be used as a ballroom, or a meeting space, or just a place to relax among the plants. There's a proper apothecary garden going in come spring. And I'll have an office where I can meet with patients or students privately if they do not wish to meet in their home or elsewhere.
I've had so many new students recently, and I've been offering lessons everywhere from the couch at the Black Fox to the dining table at home. It will be nice to be able to consolidate my efforts, provide formal structure to my students, and start putting all of my curiosity to use for others. Some of my curiosity.
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