Written By Sydney
April 6, 2020, 9:01 p.m.(1/24/1013 AR)
There is much to be said of feeling useful - for the lack of it certainly does weigh on a body when there's nothing to put my talents to.
I suppose it's better not to feel useful for a few days than to feel utterly useless, which is a decidedly different matter.
Gods, though, the rust.
I suppose it's better not to feel useful for a few days than to feel utterly useless, which is a decidedly different matter.
Gods, though, the rust.
Written By Sydney
April 5, 2020, 12:02 a.m.(1/20/1013 AR)
There are days when it becomes altogether too much to swallow the bile that comes bubbling to the surface, and any bit of good news is welcomed, for it often feels to be in short supply.
The snow outside is calming and peaceful, if nothing else. The way the wind lazily carries it about to settle in and bathe even Crow's Lane with a thick coat of white to contrast the typical brown is a wondrous thing, and even though it quickly turns to slush and mud that can be tracked into nearby bars (with my apologies to those who tend said bars), I don't think I shall ever tire of watching it fall.
There were a great many years when I wished Winter would never come. There are plenty still who currently face that fear. If you find yourself with clothing you no longer wear, do consider donating it to a trusted charity in the Lowers, as there are many and more here who could benefit from a cloak, boots, or gloves. You needn't open your coinpurse to save a life, and some of the lives you save might be the sort worth keeping around.
...I know I'm a poor case in point, but I do hope to remedy that, some day.
The snow outside is calming and peaceful, if nothing else. The way the wind lazily carries it about to settle in and bathe even Crow's Lane with a thick coat of white to contrast the typical brown is a wondrous thing, and even though it quickly turns to slush and mud that can be tracked into nearby bars (with my apologies to those who tend said bars), I don't think I shall ever tire of watching it fall.
There were a great many years when I wished Winter would never come. There are plenty still who currently face that fear. If you find yourself with clothing you no longer wear, do consider donating it to a trusted charity in the Lowers, as there are many and more here who could benefit from a cloak, boots, or gloves. You needn't open your coinpurse to save a life, and some of the lives you save might be the sort worth keeping around.
...I know I'm a poor case in point, but I do hope to remedy that, some day.
Written By Sydney
April 1, 2020, 11:58 p.m.(1/14/1013 AR)
Winter at the Murder is the same as it ever was.
The snow blends in with the dirt outside and creates a hell of a mudpit that you can't help but track slush and mud in when you step in, and allegedly there's somewhere to clean off your feet, but this sounds made up to me.
The company was eerily similar tonight. It's been about a year since that day, and what a year. It hardly seem real, not by half.
Three of four of us. I wonder what it would be like, now, with the missing quarter?
I think we'd be laughing more.
The snow blends in with the dirt outside and creates a hell of a mudpit that you can't help but track slush and mud in when you step in, and allegedly there's somewhere to clean off your feet, but this sounds made up to me.
The company was eerily similar tonight. It's been about a year since that day, and what a year. It hardly seem real, not by half.
Three of four of us. I wonder what it would be like, now, with the missing quarter?
I think we'd be laughing more.
Written By Sydney
April 1, 2020, 12:45 p.m.(1/13/1013 AR)
The bruises upon my bruises have gradually begun to ease. It's nice to move without feeling the protest of pain for the first time in a few weeks.
Pushed myself a touch too hard, but such is the nature of these things.
Pushed myself a touch too hard, but such is the nature of these things.
Written By Sydney
March 28, 2020, 10:56 p.m.(1/6/1013 AR)
...or I might just claw my way to the top and win a Grand Melee.
My sincerest congratulations to all that competed in both the Senior and Legendary level events. I enjoyed watching the former, and loved competing in the latter. This time, I made sure to kick snow at people. See? It all came back to kicking snow. Clearly the secret to victory; nothing at all to do with punching people in the back of the head when they're preoccupied.
I got to punch Ras repeatedly. Did I mention that as a highlight? That was a highlight.
My sincerest congratulations to all that competed in both the Senior and Legendary level events. I enjoyed watching the former, and loved competing in the latter. This time, I made sure to kick snow at people. See? It all came back to kicking snow. Clearly the secret to victory; nothing at all to do with punching people in the back of the head when they're preoccupied.
I got to punch Ras repeatedly. Did I mention that as a highlight? That was a highlight.
Written By Sydney
March 28, 2020, 11:15 a.m.(1/5/1013 AR)
Leave it to the Lowers alone to know me by any real measure. A prospective Champion I may be, but I think many and more guardsmen would struggle to pick me out of a crowd. I suspect it shall be this way for some time to come.
Let me put this to pen: If you need someone to stand for your cause, remember that a wide array of Champions are at your disposal, from noble to common, from heavy weaponry to bare fists, that's the purpose of Champions.
We fight so that you needn't.
Let me put this to pen: If you need someone to stand for your cause, remember that a wide array of Champions are at your disposal, from noble to common, from heavy weaponry to bare fists, that's the purpose of Champions.
We fight so that you needn't.
Written By Sydney
March 28, 2020, 10:44 a.m.(1/5/1013 AR)
There's hardly anything so fantastic as watching a melee in the middle of a howling snowstorm. A great deal of martial prowess on display, with several of the fighters absolutely refusing to go down until well past the point of reason. I have but one regret.
...why did none of them USE the snow!? Kick it at one another. It stings the eyes. Creates opportunities. If you're lucky, you'll get some mud in there too.
No one did it.
It will haunt me to my last days.
...why did none of them USE the snow!? Kick it at one another. It stings the eyes. Creates opportunities. If you're lucky, you'll get some mud in there too.
No one did it.
It will haunt me to my last days.
Written By Sydney
March 18, 2020, 3:56 p.m.(12/14/1012 AR)
As the days begin to grow colder, I become more and more aware of the lack of warmth.
Yeah, it sounds obvious because it's a metaphor.
Yeah, it sounds obvious because it's a metaphor.
Written By Sydney
March 17, 2020, 11:25 p.m.(12/12/1012 AR)
It's difficult to give something up.
Especially as I've thus far failed to do so. There is simply too much wonderful drink in the world that I have yet to try, but I need to at least learn to better moderate myself. It ebbs and flows, but I like to think that I've been doing a better job of it, lately. It's paying dividends, at least. I trimmed down a little after knocking it off with all the booze, which... I'm certain that many would say I didn't need to be any thinner, but I could feel it slowing me down, in more ways than one. I feel sharper. Quicker. God help me around coffee, though. After so long with alcohol, abstaining from it and drinking coffee makes me all but want to run back and forth across the Sovereign Bridge.
That being said... a sip of whiskey here and there never hurt anybody. And it helps me feel less sick than just stopping outright.
No more overdoing it, though. I won't overdo it ever again.
Especially as I've thus far failed to do so. There is simply too much wonderful drink in the world that I have yet to try, but I need to at least learn to better moderate myself. It ebbs and flows, but I like to think that I've been doing a better job of it, lately. It's paying dividends, at least. I trimmed down a little after knocking it off with all the booze, which... I'm certain that many would say I didn't need to be any thinner, but I could feel it slowing me down, in more ways than one. I feel sharper. Quicker. God help me around coffee, though. After so long with alcohol, abstaining from it and drinking coffee makes me all but want to run back and forth across the Sovereign Bridge.
That being said... a sip of whiskey here and there never hurt anybody. And it helps me feel less sick than just stopping outright.
No more overdoing it, though. I won't overdo it ever again.
Written By Sydney
March 16, 2020, 9:40 p.m.(12/10/1012 AR)
There are few things more irksome than being struck in the same place repeatedly. I can think of many fighters that exploit this to their advantage, and rightly so. The truly insidious thing is when different fighters all decide to hit the same place. Repeatedly. Over the course of several bouts.
A humbling representation in purple bruises of where my guard is weakest.
A humbling representation in purple bruises of where my guard is weakest.
Written By Sydney
March 14, 2020, 5:56 p.m.(12/6/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Revell
Don't take it personally. Korka is incapable of this emotion called 'Like', so far as I can tell.
Written By Sydney
March 13, 2020, 7:27 p.m.(12/4/1012 AR)
We are none of us our names, and how quick we are to forget it.
Written By Sydney
March 9, 2020, 3:21 p.m.(11/24/1012 AR)
I've been drinking less, and fighting more.
While these sound like contradictory statements, I'm finding the change agrees with me, all in all.
While these sound like contradictory statements, I'm finding the change agrees with me, all in all.
Written By Sydney
March 3, 2020, 2:49 p.m.(11/12/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Cornelius
Unless his lordship shakes in his boots at the thought of losing to a commoner woman in battle.
Which he ought.
Which he ought.
Written By Sydney
March 3, 2020, 2:46 p.m.(11/12/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Cornelius
It's a marvel to me that relics such as yourself continue to exist, and do so with such naked impunity. That a commoner had to step in to make you cease your hateful prattle is truly disappointing, but here we are.
I do hope that the next time you see fit to assault my person in an arena, you do so with a sword in your hand.
I would relish the chance to put you where you belong: Gawping breathlessly about in the sand like an upended turtle without a shell, only without any of the dignity such creatures possess.
There would be no other outcome.
I do hope that the next time you see fit to assault my person in an arena, you do so with a sword in your hand.
I would relish the chance to put you where you belong: Gawping breathlessly about in the sand like an upended turtle without a shell, only without any of the dignity such creatures possess.
There would be no other outcome.
Written By Sydney
March 3, 2020, 12:18 p.m.(11/11/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Revell
I assure you, only half of my confidence is an act. That's a rather high value, I'd say, by most measures.
Written By Sydney
March 2, 2020, 6:35 a.m.(11/9/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Korka
I continue to not understand the motivations of why you do what you do, but that was a timely bottle of alcohol.
Written By Sydney
Feb. 29, 2020, 8:19 p.m.(11/6/1012 AR)
...How does one make these outlandish amounts of silver?
I simply cannot wrap my head around it. I used to spend perhaps a few silver on a lucky day in the Lowers, yet I routinely see brokers charging in the millions of silver for a single article of clothing. My own armor was gifted to me by a truly generous pair, but I simply cannot envision a world where I ever would have been able to afford it on my own.
Been out on contracts, but the yields are always almost as much as the cost.
No, seriously, how does all this work? My ears are open, if someone would be so kind as to offer a suggestion.
I simply cannot wrap my head around it. I used to spend perhaps a few silver on a lucky day in the Lowers, yet I routinely see brokers charging in the millions of silver for a single article of clothing. My own armor was gifted to me by a truly generous pair, but I simply cannot envision a world where I ever would have been able to afford it on my own.
Been out on contracts, but the yields are always almost as much as the cost.
No, seriously, how does all this work? My ears are open, if someone would be so kind as to offer a suggestion.
Written By Sydney
Feb. 29, 2020, 12:13 a.m.(11/4/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Tanith
But her cooking gave all men the shits.
But she cut all her lovers to bits.
...
Perhaps your drunken limericks are not as helped by my attempts to finish them whilst in a foul mood as I'd hoped.
But she cut all her lovers to bits.
...
Perhaps your drunken limericks are not as helped by my attempts to finish them whilst in a foul mood as I'd hoped.
Written By Sydney
Feb. 26, 2020, 3:01 p.m.(10/28/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Gabriella
Some languages are spoken by only a handful of people. When I have the opportunity to interact with those who understand it so joyfully and profoundly, I can't help but find myself reinvigorated.
Were I a woman capable of holding a tune or crafting poems, my pen would be working furiously so that I might tell each and every detail to its fullest.
I shall settle for alluding to it here, that it may be remembered if only by the two.
Were I a woman capable of holding a tune or crafting poems, my pen would be working furiously so that I might tell each and every detail to its fullest.
I shall settle for alluding to it here, that it may be remembered if only by the two.
Please note that the scholars may take some time preparing your journal for others to read.