Written By Tikva
Feb. 15, 2018, 4:07 p.m.(3/7/1008 AR)
Tiber will be 4 in a week, on 3/15/1008! So soon!
All I want to eat is potatoes. Someone else, please help me plan his birthday dinner menu.
All I want to eat is potatoes. Someone else, please help me plan his birthday dinner menu.
Written By Tikva
Feb. 13, 2018, 5:41 p.m.(3/3/1008 AR)
For posterity, I record the lyrics of the bannerman's call!
Sailors and scouts of the Pearlspire’s keep
Answering the banners’ call here to sweep
the seas from their coves; climb high, dive deep,
and guard Arvum now from a threat once asleep;
ne’er let the Spire fall to a threat of the Deep!
From Hawkhold let your wings spread wide,
Always soaring, high with your soldiers’ pride,
Scouts in the shade or horsemen riding astride—
Let Whitehawks rally to Graysons’ side,
Our trust in you shall never be set aside.
Kin in honor, back to back and standing tall,
Defending the Twain, they have given their all,
embracing in arms all who would answer the call.
From the Green or the Twain, Rivens’ hearts never fall,
and never shirk from service or dawdle or stall!
The Lighthouse stands upon the strand
Brighthold shines that guidance to hand
Yours the light, with Laveer, down to each man—
we’d all falter blind without your stand
Come now and light the way of our band.
Steadfast in honor and steady as stone,
Stonewood’s march will serve the throne,
Their strength and virtue none may disown
for this loyalty runs true down to the bone:
For the Crown, Stonehearth’s horns are blown!
Though Cedar Vale’s ash is starkly black,
Firevipers march for this Compact—
and though the county’s sure comeback
is new upon the Crownlands’ track,
still from the ashes will charge to attack!
Old Oak stands the tests of time; it could,
Serene as shades of the deepest wood,
wait in stillness for the end— but should
Deepwood Hold forsake the call to do good,
I’d faint! Stand tall with us, we know you would!
Keen-eyed Learies, ever watching, ever planning,
will lead to the enemies’ hides due tanning!
The Leaholdt’s finest warriors spanning
a march, from soldiers afoot to caravanning,
will be that Pirate’s sure unmanning!
Ashford, ever rising be, high in the trees
or crows’ nests, even; never catch these,
quick and sure, darting between the lee
and the fore; we’d be lost without you, please,
so come and defy the tyrant of the seas!
Pridehall’s forces are certain and sure,
Powerful as their their lord Lion’s roar,
You win glory, it’s true, as in days of yore,
so come now with us and defend this shore,
from the bloody tides of this pirate score.
None Greater than, the Griffins’ Shout!
None stronger than we, to bring about
the shuddering fear of our enemies’ doubt.
Graysons’ pride, our banners pennant out,
for with us at the fore, the Marin we’ll rout!
For NONE GREATER we cry with our battle lust,
NONE GREATER we call, for in our hearts we trust,
The devout love of liege for vassal must
make you the reason for our strength, so robust!
Our glory is certain, our cause is just!
MARCH NOW TO THE BANNER, SERVE THE CROWN
AND EARN YOUR HOUSE AND SOLDIERS RENOWN!
Sailors and scouts of the Pearlspire’s keep
Answering the banners’ call here to sweep
the seas from their coves; climb high, dive deep,
and guard Arvum now from a threat once asleep;
ne’er let the Spire fall to a threat of the Deep!
From Hawkhold let your wings spread wide,
Always soaring, high with your soldiers’ pride,
Scouts in the shade or horsemen riding astride—
Let Whitehawks rally to Graysons’ side,
Our trust in you shall never be set aside.
Kin in honor, back to back and standing tall,
Defending the Twain, they have given their all,
embracing in arms all who would answer the call.
From the Green or the Twain, Rivens’ hearts never fall,
and never shirk from service or dawdle or stall!
The Lighthouse stands upon the strand
Brighthold shines that guidance to hand
Yours the light, with Laveer, down to each man—
we’d all falter blind without your stand
Come now and light the way of our band.
Steadfast in honor and steady as stone,
Stonewood’s march will serve the throne,
Their strength and virtue none may disown
for this loyalty runs true down to the bone:
For the Crown, Stonehearth’s horns are blown!
Though Cedar Vale’s ash is starkly black,
Firevipers march for this Compact—
and though the county’s sure comeback
is new upon the Crownlands’ track,
still from the ashes will charge to attack!
Old Oak stands the tests of time; it could,
Serene as shades of the deepest wood,
wait in stillness for the end— but should
Deepwood Hold forsake the call to do good,
I’d faint! Stand tall with us, we know you would!
Keen-eyed Learies, ever watching, ever planning,
will lead to the enemies’ hides due tanning!
The Leaholdt’s finest warriors spanning
a march, from soldiers afoot to caravanning,
will be that Pirate’s sure unmanning!
Ashford, ever rising be, high in the trees
or crows’ nests, even; never catch these,
quick and sure, darting between the lee
and the fore; we’d be lost without you, please,
so come and defy the tyrant of the seas!
Pridehall’s forces are certain and sure,
Powerful as their their lord Lion’s roar,
You win glory, it’s true, as in days of yore,
so come now with us and defend this shore,
from the bloody tides of this pirate score.
None Greater than, the Griffins’ Shout!
None stronger than we, to bring about
the shuddering fear of our enemies’ doubt.
Graysons’ pride, our banners pennant out,
for with us at the fore, the Marin we’ll rout!
For NONE GREATER we cry with our battle lust,
NONE GREATER we call, for in our hearts we trust,
The devout love of liege for vassal must
make you the reason for our strength, so robust!
Our glory is certain, our cause is just!
MARCH NOW TO THE BANNER, SERVE THE CROWN
AND EARN YOUR HOUSE AND SOLDIERS RENOWN!
Written By Tikva
Feb. 13, 2018, 5:38 p.m.(3/3/1008 AR)
To clarify, my last white journal entry was directed to no one in particular but rather to anyone who feels offended by my choice to duel.
Written By Tikva
Feb. 13, 2018, 4:30 p.m.(3/3/1008 AR)
The entire point of dueling is to resolve petty disputes and minor irritations without allowing such things to fester. It honors Gloria to clear our palate of such feelings, in preparation for a unified war as much as at other times.
If you are offended by my choice to use champions in this way ... may I suggest you challenge me to a duel?
Call for champions and be done with it.
If you are offended by my choice to use champions in this way ... may I suggest you challenge me to a duel?
Call for champions and be done with it.
Written By Tikva
Feb. 12, 2018, 3:30 p.m.(3/1/1008 AR)
I am making no statement about the matter of Goodman Esra, once Wyrmguard, because when a Voice of Grayson speaks, it is with the authority of House Grayson, and House Grayson takes no position on this, save wholly in support of Laric Grayson and the Inquisition.
Instead, my White Journal today will be this extremely poorly drawn picture of a daisy.
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Instead, my White Journal today will be this extremely poorly drawn picture of a daisy.
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( `'.\ /.'` )
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Written By Tikva
Feb. 4, 2018, 10:04 p.m.(2/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Ainsley
Don't worry, my love. Whatever debt I may owe to Audric, I am in _no danger_ of confusing you for each other.
Written By Tikva
Feb. 3, 2018, 11:33 a.m.(2/11/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Audric
You know I'm good for it!
Written By Tikva
Feb. 3, 2018, 8:23 a.m.(2/10/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Audric
The theater thing was during the Siege! So, you were still right! I think that brings your tally up to ... four?
Written By Tikva
Jan. 26, 2018, 6:08 p.m.(1/16/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Ainsley
I believe that I am a climbing wisteria vine, but I think that you, my love, are probably a snapdragon.
Written By Tikva
Jan. 25, 2018, 8:42 p.m.(1/14/1008 AR)
I can confirm that the Master of Questions has expressly disallowed the Inquisition from attempting to prosecute gross stupidity.
Written By Tikva
Jan. 25, 2018, 7:14 p.m.(1/14/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Malesh
I personally would like to commend Lord Malesh, Marquis of House Stonewood, for his uncommon virtue. It is a rare man who chooses, consistently, his loyalty to his relations over political expediency. It would be quite usual for a Voice who publicly oversteps her bounds and socially missteps so often to be removed, but not so for House Stonewood. House Stonewood protects its own even at the expense of occasional public fiddle faddle.
I find it admirable to so privilege love over other virtues. Repeatedly.
I will not be addressing, of course, who is our Voice. That is not a matter for public determination, since a royal house certainly has no less autonomy than the least of its vassals.
I find it admirable to so privilege love over other virtues. Repeatedly.
I will not be addressing, of course, who is our Voice. That is not a matter for public determination, since a royal house certainly has no less autonomy than the least of its vassals.
Written By Tikva
Jan. 21, 2018, 5:09 p.m.(1/6/1008 AR)
Lady Monique and Lord Corban Telmar are a delight, and I am delighted to have been a part of their wedding reception. I thought the Gala was beautiful as well as amazingly well-attended, and I can't wait to host a low-key, quiet dinner and auction for the beautiful dioramas!
And I definitely look forward to seeing the results of the prize for the Wits and Wagers game!
I'm just itching for more dance contests now, too. . .
And I definitely look forward to seeing the results of the prize for the Wits and Wagers game!
I'm just itching for more dance contests now, too. . .
Written By Tikva
Jan. 20, 2018, 4:45 p.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
I hope you're all planning on coming to the Glittering Gala this evening. The decor, the music, the food, the wines, the prizes-- all of it is going to be GLORIOUS.
Written By Tikva
Jan. 12, 2018, 3:41 p.m.(12/14/1007 AR)
A prayer to Limerance:
I am a woman of duty.
I am daughter to a mother, broke an oath;
I am child to a father, remote and strange;
I am bastard, born of broken promises to an uncertain future;
I am ward of a man, who held me up;
I am sister to a dreamer with healing hands;
I am sister to a brother with a bold spear;
These are love, these are family, these were duty.
Then I become wife to a husband, who swore an oath
to Serve the Compact, to Serve the Twainfort;
A Prodigal who gave up his people to serve his family,
Whose people recognize the laws of men and god;
I am mother to a child, fierce and furious,
and my duties to him surpass my heart's duties all.
I am widow of a House and serve it loyally;
Protection to my liegemen, duty to my liege;
I am woman alone, but never alone,
wound around by friends and fealty, ties and loyalty.
I am wife again, written in contract,
Love and duty intertwined, a warder for my son
and a lover for my heart; new duties, new strengths,
I choose them all, but they are bindings -- of:
Loyalty
Family
Love
In faith, in contract.
I am Voice of my House, Princess of Bastion;
The trust of those, None Greater be, upon my heart.
Duty to my King, and Compact;
Protection to my liegemen, gathered in my hands,
and Honor to the House that claimed me, family all:
with legacy found in the new children I will bear,
the new heirs for my husband,
the new brothers and sisters for my boy.
Protection to my friends, sweet brothers and sisters,
cousins in strength, kin in honor;
Service to the Crown, the Compact, and the Future in every task,
Every scrap of knowledge I must hunt and protect.
Limerance has blessed me in love
In duty
and in burden chosen freely.
I love you, Lord of Oaths. May I always serve with all the trust of my heart, all the will of my soul, and all the strength of my words.
I pray that the darkness shall not touch me for my love is pure and my duty is clear.
These are my words.
My prayer.
My thanks.
Thank you.
I am a woman of duty.
I am daughter to a mother, broke an oath;
I am child to a father, remote and strange;
I am bastard, born of broken promises to an uncertain future;
I am ward of a man, who held me up;
I am sister to a dreamer with healing hands;
I am sister to a brother with a bold spear;
These are love, these are family, these were duty.
Then I become wife to a husband, who swore an oath
to Serve the Compact, to Serve the Twainfort;
A Prodigal who gave up his people to serve his family,
Whose people recognize the laws of men and god;
I am mother to a child, fierce and furious,
and my duties to him surpass my heart's duties all.
I am widow of a House and serve it loyally;
Protection to my liegemen, duty to my liege;
I am woman alone, but never alone,
wound around by friends and fealty, ties and loyalty.
I am wife again, written in contract,
Love and duty intertwined, a warder for my son
and a lover for my heart; new duties, new strengths,
I choose them all, but they are bindings -- of:
Loyalty
Family
Love
In faith, in contract.
I am Voice of my House, Princess of Bastion;
The trust of those, None Greater be, upon my heart.
Duty to my King, and Compact;
Protection to my liegemen, gathered in my hands,
and Honor to the House that claimed me, family all:
with legacy found in the new children I will bear,
the new heirs for my husband,
the new brothers and sisters for my boy.
Protection to my friends, sweet brothers and sisters,
cousins in strength, kin in honor;
Service to the Crown, the Compact, and the Future in every task,
Every scrap of knowledge I must hunt and protect.
Limerance has blessed me in love
In duty
and in burden chosen freely.
I love you, Lord of Oaths. May I always serve with all the trust of my heart, all the will of my soul, and all the strength of my words.
I pray that the darkness shall not touch me for my love is pure and my duty is clear.
These are my words.
My prayer.
My thanks.
Thank you.
Written By Tikva
Dec. 30, 2017, 10:21 p.m.(11/14/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Aislin
The lamp is lit.
Sister, be safe out there.
Sister, be safe out there.
Written By Tikva
Dec. 22, 2017, 1:27 p.m.(10/25/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Killian
Later I will write a hero's ballad for Killian Ashford, a shining knight in paladin's armor with justice his guide, who always sought to serve.
Later I will find the words to commemorate his honor and his spirit with some shadow of what he deserves.
Later.
Today I am without the words.
Later I will find the words to commemorate his honor and his spirit with some shadow of what he deserves.
Later.
Today I am without the words.
Written By Tikva
Dec. 17, 2017, 10:01 p.m.(10/16/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Monique
Very much looking forward to the fantastic party that we will be putting on with Lady Monique and Lord Corban. Everything about this will be _splendid_.
(And yes, I'm afraid I am quite expert at making loud high-pitched noises. I'd say sorry, but I'm not sorry.)
(And yes, I'm afraid I am quite expert at making loud high-pitched noises. I'd say sorry, but I'm not sorry.)
Written By Tikva
Dec. 8, 2017, 1:11 p.m.(9/24/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Laric
Prince Laric Grayson has demanded that I not give him a present for his birthday this year. He has insisted that I not do this. He has _required_ that I not give him a present for his birthday.
Therefore, I have _not_.
I have instead obscured his present somewhere about the grounds of of the mansion and I am sure that he will be able to identify it immediately upon spotting it as belonging to him.
With thanks to the very fine assistants at Master Fortunato Grayhope's shop for making my dream a reality.
Therefore, I have _not_.
I have instead obscured his present somewhere about the grounds of of the mansion and I am sure that he will be able to identify it immediately upon spotting it as belonging to him.
With thanks to the very fine assistants at Master Fortunato Grayhope's shop for making my dream a reality.
Written By Tikva
Dec. 2, 2017, 3:26 p.m.(9/12/1007 AR)
I'm so delighted to have met the newest Grayson this morning. Gods bless Prince Arber and welcome to the family! Yell your heart out, little man. I promise it gets better from here.
Written By Tikva
Nov. 25, 2017, 2:11 a.m.(8/25/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Hana
SERIOUSLY I HAVE THE PRETTIEST BOW IN THE WORLD. IT'S SO PRETTY. I AM NEVER GOING TO BE OVER IT.
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