Written By Aiden
Feb. 19, 2018, 5:08 p.m.(3/21/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Artur
I'm sure my squeals of delight were heard all throughout the manor!! I'm over the moon!
Artur, you're an amazing wonderful marvelous tremendous friend!
For those of you that missed it, I had a birthday. You know what Artur did?
He went and painted me something so superb I had to ask the scholars of Vellichor to do their very best in replicating the details into text, so it could be preserved forever in my whites and in my memories! What a brilliant day!
Here it is:
Vaulted skies painted in a palette of brilliant, crystalline
blue stretch untold miles across a patchwork canvas of woods
and fields and tiny hidden valleys. Here and there, slender
ribbons of sapphire slice through an ocean of golden yellows
and verdant, forest greens, marking the branching courses of
rivers and streams. The subject of the painting, is perhaps
made rather more fantastic by contrast with the somewhat hum
drum pastoral setting agains which it is set. Soaring out of
legend, the majestic form of a Gryphon with Leonine body and
an Eagle's head glides with a regal bearing, talons and beak
glinting like daggers in the summer sun. Vast wings extended
the creature bears a single rider with dignity. Sheathed all
in shining steel, the form of Prince Aiden Grayson is seated
astride the noble beast, the sun of a cloudless sky glinting
upon the plates of the armor he wears. The piece captures a
sense of swift motion, the winds whipping through dark curls
and ruffling feathers of burnished gold. Held firmly in his
left hand, Aiden carries a spear, six feet long with a shaft
of ash, its razor-edged, leaf shaped tip glints in the light
of the sun that hangs, heavy and golden, behind the pair and
backlights them dramatically. A kite-shaped shield, blazoned
with the crest and colors of House Grayson - gray and green.
Artur, you're an amazing wonderful marvelous tremendous friend!
For those of you that missed it, I had a birthday. You know what Artur did?
He went and painted me something so superb I had to ask the scholars of Vellichor to do their very best in replicating the details into text, so it could be preserved forever in my whites and in my memories! What a brilliant day!
Here it is:
Vaulted skies painted in a palette of brilliant, crystalline
blue stretch untold miles across a patchwork canvas of woods
and fields and tiny hidden valleys. Here and there, slender
ribbons of sapphire slice through an ocean of golden yellows
and verdant, forest greens, marking the branching courses of
rivers and streams. The subject of the painting, is perhaps
made rather more fantastic by contrast with the somewhat hum
drum pastoral setting agains which it is set. Soaring out of
legend, the majestic form of a Gryphon with Leonine body and
an Eagle's head glides with a regal bearing, talons and beak
glinting like daggers in the summer sun. Vast wings extended
the creature bears a single rider with dignity. Sheathed all
in shining steel, the form of Prince Aiden Grayson is seated
astride the noble beast, the sun of a cloudless sky glinting
upon the plates of the armor he wears. The piece captures a
sense of swift motion, the winds whipping through dark curls
and ruffling feathers of burnished gold. Held firmly in his
left hand, Aiden carries a spear, six feet long with a shaft
of ash, its razor-edged, leaf shaped tip glints in the light
of the sun that hangs, heavy and golden, behind the pair and
backlights them dramatically. A kite-shaped shield, blazoned
with the crest and colors of House Grayson - gray and green.
Written By Morrighan
Feb. 4, 2018, 7:30 p.m.(2/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Artur
From experience, I can vouch for Sigurd's ability to hold his liquor, he is quite proficient in the art of drinking, just don't let him try and compete with you over a bottle of that shine shit. Or Mydas' vodka.
Written By Gwenna
Feb. 4, 2018, 3:05 p.m.(2/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Artur
While spending some much needed time with my brother Artur today, I was reminded of a memory from our childhood. Sometimes I would accompany him on his great adventures out into the forests. There were times it was just the two of us, he letting me tag along. Just as often our numerous cousins would come as well, the lot of us getting so underfoot that they'd shoo us all out into the snow! Regardless, whenever we would be deep into the woods, our boots crunching in snow and the hum of the world were really the only sounds besides our own breathing.
When Artur was off fighting great beasts or he and our cousins were planning battles, I would sneak off to hug the trees. I would wrap my arms around one and tell it that I just /knew/ it was really a great, wise, and kind spirit pretending to be a tree. That it was okay to tell me so, because I would promise with /all my heart/ to keep the secret. Tree to tree I would go, ever so hopeful and even a little nervous. Those great trees never whispered back, though, so I would run off after a time and play at war or healer or the sorts of adventures we made up while away from the grand halls of Farhaven. I sometimes felt bad because as we got older and still wandered the forests, Astraea seemed to worry when I fell behind with my tree-hugging and would have to come looking for me.
Still, thinking on it today and talking with my brother about it brought a smile at the memory, so I thought to record it while still fresh in my thoughts.
When Artur was off fighting great beasts or he and our cousins were planning battles, I would sneak off to hug the trees. I would wrap my arms around one and tell it that I just /knew/ it was really a great, wise, and kind spirit pretending to be a tree. That it was okay to tell me so, because I would promise with /all my heart/ to keep the secret. Tree to tree I would go, ever so hopeful and even a little nervous. Those great trees never whispered back, though, so I would run off after a time and play at war or healer or the sorts of adventures we made up while away from the grand halls of Farhaven. I sometimes felt bad because as we got older and still wandered the forests, Astraea seemed to worry when I fell behind with my tree-hugging and would have to come looking for me.
Still, thinking on it today and talking with my brother about it brought a smile at the memory, so I thought to record it while still fresh in my thoughts.
Written By Aiden
Jan. 23, 2018, 6:02 p.m.(1/10/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Artur
I'm really happy that we met and hit it off. We've too much in common not to!
Though that Northern Whiskey still churns my stomach and Lightfoot is still as capable as ever.
Though that Northern Whiskey still churns my stomach and Lightfoot is still as capable as ever.
Written By Aeryn
Jan. 20, 2018, 4:33 p.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Artur
Hmm I better start baking again then, shouldn't I!
Written By Gwenna
Jan. 7, 2018, 7:47 p.m.(12/4/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Artur
Just when the shadows of the world seem to be ever-closing in, the brightest new - my brother has come from Farhaven! I was surprised Mother didn't send him with me, even before me, but perhaps there was more to settle before he could depart? Whatever the case, I'm so glad he's here. The outside child and the inside child, together again.
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