Written By Coraline
June 4, 2018, 12:40 a.m.(11/28/1008 AR)
I wonder which sort of critter would just scream Cora? Something fierce? Or something big? Not that I can ride well, perhaps a horse? Or mayhap it is best I stay critterless? A question to ponder.
Written By Coraline
June 4, 2018, 12:38 a.m.(11/28/1008 AR)
It is always interesting how life turns in strange ways. Every time I think I know how things are going to be, it ends up something completely different. Of course elephant sized wolves and armor clad homicidal groups make life interesting as well as strange. Nothing like that bit of excitement in your life.
Written By Joscelin
June 4, 2018, 12:32 a.m.(11/28/1008 AR)
Just you wait, Oliver Theobore Coldrain. I'll get you when you least expect and it matters most. I promise you.
Written By Jasher
June 4, 2018, 12:29 a.m.(11/28/1008 AR)
Nothing inspires confidence in my return to land like being informed that somebody was devoured by insects. Supposedly. Details have a way of scurrying like rats in the hold when you try looking for them.
Perhaps I should've taken a longer route.
Perhaps I should've taken a longer route.
Written By Eilonwy
June 4, 2018, 12:24 a.m.(11/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Driskell
We never did get to have tea again. I'm sad for it now.
Written By Signe
June 4, 2018, 12:14 a.m.(11/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Driskell
Thank you.
Written By Thesarin
June 4, 2018, 12:07 a.m.(11/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Nigel
My brother by marriage has returned to Arx. The days ahead can be reckoned dark ones, but they might be brightened by family being close.
Written By Percephon
June 4, 2018, 12:03 a.m.(11/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Driskell
I'll remember your last warning.
Written By Monique
June 4, 2018, 12:03 a.m.(11/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Driskell
I'm sorry. Gods and spirits, I'm sorry to hear of it. You made me more uncomfortable than anyone I have ever known, and yet... how will I replace you?
Written By Sabella
June 4, 2018, 12:02 a.m.(11/28/1008 AR)
I am shocked and terrified by news of this latest death! I had just talked to Brother Driskell this afternoon! He was supposed to come over for tea! I had given him some old jewelry and said I'd look for more!
Was he bugs then?! What is happening!?
Was he bugs then?! What is happening!?
Written By Victus
June 3, 2018, 11:55 p.m.(11/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Driskell
I'm getting so tired of my friends dying.
Written By Oliver
June 3, 2018, 11:54 p.m.(11/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Joscelin
I have never understood why things have a tendency to grow wings and fly straight for my head whenever Guildmistress Joscelin is around me... but I can't say I dislike it.
I am very glad however that she can't throw to save her life.
I am very glad however that she can't throw to save her life.
Written By Juliana
June 3, 2018, 11:54 p.m.(11/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Jordan
Knight with interesting ideas, to say the least.
Written By Barik
June 3, 2018, 11:50 p.m.(11/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Driskell
He supposedly died as he lived, surrounded by vermin. Completely inaccurate thing to say, but it's funny nonetheless. I hope he's having a chuckle there here then where he is.
Written By Barik
June 3, 2018, 11:48 p.m.(11/28/1008 AR)
Had the rather unhappy effect of hearing the news about Brother Driskell this morning. I can't say I know what was that predated such effect, but it is a terrifying thought. Bugs.. I've never liked bugs, I always felt them to be creatures of pure, unadulterated evil. Somehow, I still feel it'd only make sense for Brother Driskell to have turned into a thousand little bits of said bugs and ran off to finally leave a life of royalty amongst bugkind. I jest, of course, but being eaten by bugs sounds equally absurd. Something's odd about the whole story, I reckon, but one can only hope for the best.
Written By Eleyna
June 3, 2018, 11:39 p.m.(11/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Driskell
No no no no no no no no.
Written By Valencia
June 3, 2018, 11:33 p.m.(11/28/1008 AR)
I am wholeheartedly reminded that a good conversation with the right person at the right time is more restorative than any medicine I have known.
I think more such conversations are needed.
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I think more such conversations are needed.
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Written By Belladonna
June 3, 2018, 11:30 p.m.(11/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Mydas
Clearly you've gone soft. You're writing in the Whites again. Softy.
((Because Cassius would have wanted you teased for this))
((Because Cassius would have wanted you teased for this))
Written By Sabella
June 3, 2018, 11:18 p.m.(11/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Jaenelle
Oh, oh! Pick me! I love being best friends!
Written By Aiden
June 3, 2018, 11:04 p.m.(11/28/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
My friend,
You should see the city-state - but I'm sure you have, maybe when you were younger. Mostly likely then. You lived close enough to it. I regret that it wasn't anything I ever asked you. Far too many questions went unasked, but, I'll tell you right now it is quite different than Arx or even Bastion. It's grand in it's own way. The buildings and the architect down here, I mean, with the stone quarries they have, it's quite magnificent. A few of them caught my breath. Still, there is a vibe down here that is peculiar, I can't quite put my finger on it, maybe it's like when ravens and seagulls are far too close to one another. Maybe I was imagining it.
Ahh, the weeks I've spent down here, haven't been terrible. After the last few excursions I went on, this seems like a holiday. The beauty here comes from its people. The landscape is vastly different from what I'm used too, quite a lot of rocks. I can imagine quite a few sea birds come this way to nest. There's such a diversity though, in everything here. It is on the edge of the Compact and is close enough to the sea that travelers come through Southport, that it's not surprising to see a variety of tabards from other parts of the world. Still, the looks I get from people! Lady Eirene may have been right. Half of them I swear I shouldn't turn my back on. I really should've spoken to you more about Lycene ways when I had the chance.
Though somehow I suspect I'll have the rest of my life to learn precisely how to navigate. Still, my aim is to return to the Saiklands soon, in a more official capacity than being your children's godparent. A rum lifted to you tonight, my friend. From the tables of Gemecitta.
Your friend,
The Duke of Falcons. (Catchy isn't it? You probably would've ribbed me for it)
You should see the city-state - but I'm sure you have, maybe when you were younger. Mostly likely then. You lived close enough to it. I regret that it wasn't anything I ever asked you. Far too many questions went unasked, but, I'll tell you right now it is quite different than Arx or even Bastion. It's grand in it's own way. The buildings and the architect down here, I mean, with the stone quarries they have, it's quite magnificent. A few of them caught my breath. Still, there is a vibe down here that is peculiar, I can't quite put my finger on it, maybe it's like when ravens and seagulls are far too close to one another. Maybe I was imagining it.
Ahh, the weeks I've spent down here, haven't been terrible. After the last few excursions I went on, this seems like a holiday. The beauty here comes from its people. The landscape is vastly different from what I'm used too, quite a lot of rocks. I can imagine quite a few sea birds come this way to nest. There's such a diversity though, in everything here. It is on the edge of the Compact and is close enough to the sea that travelers come through Southport, that it's not surprising to see a variety of tabards from other parts of the world. Still, the looks I get from people! Lady Eirene may have been right. Half of them I swear I shouldn't turn my back on. I really should've spoken to you more about Lycene ways when I had the chance.
Though somehow I suspect I'll have the rest of my life to learn precisely how to navigate. Still, my aim is to return to the Saiklands soon, in a more official capacity than being your children's godparent. A rum lifted to you tonight, my friend. From the tables of Gemecitta.
Your friend,
The Duke of Falcons. (Catchy isn't it? You probably would've ribbed me for it)
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