Written By Quenia
Sept. 19, 2018, 1:39 p.m.(8/18/1009 AR)
Work, work, work. There's always work to be done. I get it done, but I need a break!
I wonder what fun things a good Lycene girl can get into.
Suggestions?
(Yes, there is such a thing as a good Lycene girl. Don't look at me that way!)
I wonder what fun things a good Lycene girl can get into.
Suggestions?
(Yes, there is such a thing as a good Lycene girl. Don't look at me that way!)
Written By Luca
Sept. 19, 2018, 1 p.m.(8/18/1009 AR)
I used to collect Bringer heads, back when they were in style. Not so much, anymore.
You could say I was a different person back then.
You could say I was a different person back then.
Written By Lisebet
Sept. 19, 2018, 12:18 p.m.(8/18/1009 AR)
Did I mention, by the way, that the first person to comment on my dress was my sister? Elsbetta, the quiet one. Yes, she's my only sister, but still. She is such a sweetheart and I sometimes feel I should be protecting her, even though she's older than I am.
Love you, Els!
Love you, Els!
Written By Niklas
Sept. 19, 2018, 11:19 a.m.(8/18/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Sabella
I have a thousand compliments, my love, but none matter more than yours.
Written By Sabella
Sept. 19, 2018, 11:03 a.m.(8/18/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Niklas
You're the best, most wonderfully brilliant husband and playwright in all of Arx!
Written By Niklas
Sept. 19, 2018, 10:26 a.m.(8/18/1009 AR)
I collect nothing but compliments and, unsurprisingly, my collection is nearly complete!
Written By Quenia
Sept. 19, 2018, 8:47 a.m.(8/17/1009 AR)
The black cherry and black current wine turned out to be exceptional - just as I imagined it would. We've a few bottles of it at the house. I've given one away for someone to try. Only one, so far. I am considering having a bottle opened at dinner. I really should invite more guests.
Written By Jophiel
Sept. 19, 2018, 8:04 a.m.(8/17/1009 AR)
When I was young, I used to tell my mother that I would see life in shades of color. I didn't understand the knack I had at the time to read expressions, but perhaps color was the best way to explain it. If someone was jealous, they would look a little green. Anger was red, melancholy was blue. I was a teenager when I discovered the purple of lust and the gold of purity. Gold is a rare one to find - but as I have grown, I have found that the colors all run together more and more.
No more is there a single color. Life is now a kaleidoscope of color and design - greens come in all shades, as does reds and blue. And purple? I should remember that purple is indeed made of red and blue and as they come together - perhaps the gold may be tarnished, but when you are the one causing the tarnish, there should be guilt.
But it is more than that. Life cannot simply be pushed through a prism and made to work. It cannot be divided up and sorted, as one would sort candies from a jar. It is that though that colored my thoughts on the faith. It's impossible to just divide your soul into thirteen little perfect compartments. They will combine. They will mix and mingle. There is no one thing that embodies 'perfection'. There's pieces that will be missing. It's on us to find the proper colors, or multitude of shattered pieces of stained glass that make up our own lives.
I perhaps meant to go in a different direction with my writings, but instead I find myself.. curious, as to what color I am about to discover. Is it one - or will I finally find the combination that will make the most appealing to those I'm made of myself.
No more is there a single color. Life is now a kaleidoscope of color and design - greens come in all shades, as does reds and blue. And purple? I should remember that purple is indeed made of red and blue and as they come together - perhaps the gold may be tarnished, but when you are the one causing the tarnish, there should be guilt.
But it is more than that. Life cannot simply be pushed through a prism and made to work. It cannot be divided up and sorted, as one would sort candies from a jar. It is that though that colored my thoughts on the faith. It's impossible to just divide your soul into thirteen little perfect compartments. They will combine. They will mix and mingle. There is no one thing that embodies 'perfection'. There's pieces that will be missing. It's on us to find the proper colors, or multitude of shattered pieces of stained glass that make up our own lives.
I perhaps meant to go in a different direction with my writings, but instead I find myself.. curious, as to what color I am about to discover. Is it one - or will I finally find the combination that will make the most appealing to those I'm made of myself.
Written By Mikani
Sept. 19, 2018, 5:21 a.m.(8/17/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
You don't want to give up on the alcohol collection. Not when I have one of a kind bottles of Skald's First Choice .... 986. Only 5 in the batch and each are individually numbered.
Written By John
Sept. 19, 2018, 5:11 a.m.(8/17/1009 AR)
This week started with some interesting things of note. I have been studying a few tomes and information. Here and there. Basically preparing for when the enemy arrives. For that I am training some of my abilities first. I need to have good form and good range but also solid close quarter combat. I been feeling like a predator who is poised to strike with every fiber of their body ready to move into ths hunt. But no... I'm not foolish. There is no shame in a tactical retreat. Rathee live another day and have another opportunity to change your world.
Written By Shard
Sept. 19, 2018, 4:06 a.m.(8/17/1009 AR)
I remain convinced that things like collections are just attempts to fill up all the space in these enormous houses.
Written By Audric
Sept. 19, 2018, 4:01 a.m.(8/17/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
Who cares? It's fun! I have a shelf full of severed heads, though, so I might not be the best source.
Written By Victus
Sept. 19, 2018, 3:55 a.m.(8/17/1009 AR)
I feel very compelled of late to start a new collection. My liquor cabinets are hella full. Maybe something less expensive.
I wonder if collecting skulls and other bones is what people call gauche.
I wonder if collecting skulls and other bones is what people call gauche.
Written By Joscelin
Sept. 19, 2018, 12:40 a.m.(8/17/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Ida
[a poorly drawn picture of a robust looking pony munching on something in a bucket labeled 'Oats And Steel']
Do you think you'd be able to smelt what came out the other end?
...gods preserve me, what have I done...
Do you think you'd be able to smelt what came out the other end?
...gods preserve me, what have I done...
Written By Morrighan
Sept. 18, 2018, 11:47 p.m.(8/17/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Ida
Oats and steel and the iron pony? I'll have to remember this one.
Written By Aleksei
Sept. 18, 2018, 11:18 p.m.(8/17/1009 AR)
It's very odd to see who will bid on a picture of _me_.
Written By Berenice
Sept. 18, 2018, 9:14 p.m.(8/16/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
"We are all of us someone else’s dream but what does it mean to you, the phrase 'living the dream'?"
Nothing more and nothing less than doing exactly what I want to do in any given moment, of course! If someone is truly dreaming me, I don't think I much care about what they want me to be doing.
Nothing more and nothing less than doing exactly what I want to do in any given moment, of course! If someone is truly dreaming me, I don't think I much care about what they want me to be doing.
Written By Alis
Sept. 18, 2018, 8:45 p.m.(8/16/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Ida
The steel obviously aids in digestion.
Written By Vanora
Sept. 18, 2018, 7:46 p.m.(8/16/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Niklas
'And even Vanora were surviving'
Dear Prince you warm my heart.
Dear Prince you warm my heart.
Written By Ida
Sept. 18, 2018, 6:10 p.m.(8/16/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Joscelin
Oats and steel is actually a very popular breakfast food in the Oathlands.
(Dammit, I knew you'd never let me live that one down)
(Dammit, I knew you'd never let me live that one down)
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