Written By Mattheu
Dec. 28, 2023, 10:55 a.m.(6/14/1021 AR)
Relationship Note on Esme
Potato Advisor.
Written By Mattheu
Dec. 24, 2023, 10:02 a.m.(6/6/1021 AR)
The wind continued, and will continue under the work of many today. Forces outside of Harrow Hall faced many a difficulties.
I'm proud of the Rivenshari. We are best upon the slip of water, we showed we could take what the land and its beasts within battle threw at us.
I'm proud of the Rivenshari. We are best upon the slip of water, we showed we could take what the land and its beasts within battle threw at us.
Written By Mattheu
Dec. 19, 2023, 8:49 p.m.(5/25/1021 AR)
Relationship Note on Ann
In the hazy twilight by the river so wide,
Where the moonlight shimmers on the gentle tide.
I'm lost in a dream, feeling so woozy,
Love flows like a river, and my heart feels bruised.
Oh, the river of love, it's a crimson stream,
A current so strong, like a feverish dream.
In my veins, it courses, a river of blood,
I'm woozy and tangled in this passionate flood.
Whispers of the willows, dancing in the breeze,
A symphony of love, a sweet, soulful tease.
I stumble through the night, feeling so dizzy,
In the river of love, where our souls get busy.
Stars above, they twinkle in the water's embrace,
I'm lost in this woozy dance, caught in love's grace.
The river and blood, an intoxicating blend,
A tale of desire that seems to have no end.
Moonlit reflections paint a picture so surreal,
In this woozy trance, emotions I can feel.
The river whispers secrets, the blood runs deep,
A love so profound, it's a promise to keep.
As the night surrenders to the dawn's soft glow,
I'm still lost in the river, this love's ebb and flow.
Woozy and breathless, in this tender trance,
The river of love, the dance of blood, our eternal romance.
Where the moonlight shimmers on the gentle tide.
I'm lost in a dream, feeling so woozy,
Love flows like a river, and my heart feels bruised.
Oh, the river of love, it's a crimson stream,
A current so strong, like a feverish dream.
In my veins, it courses, a river of blood,
I'm woozy and tangled in this passionate flood.
Whispers of the willows, dancing in the breeze,
A symphony of love, a sweet, soulful tease.
I stumble through the night, feeling so dizzy,
In the river of love, where our souls get busy.
Stars above, they twinkle in the water's embrace,
I'm lost in this woozy dance, caught in love's grace.
The river and blood, an intoxicating blend,
A tale of desire that seems to have no end.
Moonlit reflections paint a picture so surreal,
In this woozy trance, emotions I can feel.
The river whispers secrets, the blood runs deep,
A love so profound, it's a promise to keep.
As the night surrenders to the dawn's soft glow,
I'm still lost in the river, this love's ebb and flow.
Woozy and breathless, in this tender trance,
The river of love, the dance of blood, our eternal romance.
Written By Mattheu
Dec. 17, 2023, 7:20 p.m.(5/21/1021 AR)
Relationship Note on Jeffeth
Its been awhile since I've had chance to have a sparring partner which has left me as drunk and filled with laugh as Sir Jeffeth. The man fought bravely and well.
We should all be so lucky to have such a man fighting within the Compact. That we can stand side by side, aside from any duels where there is some performance within each punch.
We should all be so lucky to have such a man fighting within the Compact. That we can stand side by side, aside from any duels where there is some performance within each punch.
Written By Mattheu
Dec. 17, 2023, 7:17 p.m.(5/21/1021 AR)
Relationship Note on Ann
It was nothing less than a need to dive, a sought after attempt to find cover within a snowy day as Violeta took upon another want in training. To teach me to always be wary of my surrounding. The city filled with brick and mortar, where a bell's song might find more echo than to find the wind which it wishes to list and dance upon.
A wildly different world where instead of open rivers, trees and grass along a waters edge. Only stones and more stones to be found. Stone underfoot, stone to lean upon, stone to be yelled at for leaning upon. A bustling noise of carriages running past through crowded streets. To find oneself wandering in this space of the capital city, it's both terrifying and a wonderment when you're being hunted. Playfully, mind. Still. Violeta is strong in what she seeks to teach. And I've learned more than one to be upon my toes when she tells me to be wary.
We had found ourselves in drink at the Golden Hart, a place where I would meet another from time to time. Only she had left the city months prior. I had no want nor wishes to find another. Only left to train. Be ready for what might come. Be better for my siblings.
Half way through a drink and our game was running, I ducked out doors into a winter wonderland. The cold hitting me first. Something which over time I have found myself more fond of. That day? I was shivering and seeking to hide behind a bench.
Called out to from two having tea.
It was then that I would first lay eyes upon her...
It would be months later before we even had a complete moment to share a thought. to find ourselves in a dance, climbing to heights, and pondering of ice and rivers.
A moment in which I can look upon now with a laugh. A moment in where I'm left to wonder. As Violeta has her ways. Did she know what the winds wished for me to find that day?
A wildly different world where instead of open rivers, trees and grass along a waters edge. Only stones and more stones to be found. Stone underfoot, stone to lean upon, stone to be yelled at for leaning upon. A bustling noise of carriages running past through crowded streets. To find oneself wandering in this space of the capital city, it's both terrifying and a wonderment when you're being hunted. Playfully, mind. Still. Violeta is strong in what she seeks to teach. And I've learned more than one to be upon my toes when she tells me to be wary.
We had found ourselves in drink at the Golden Hart, a place where I would meet another from time to time. Only she had left the city months prior. I had no want nor wishes to find another. Only left to train. Be ready for what might come. Be better for my siblings.
Half way through a drink and our game was running, I ducked out doors into a winter wonderland. The cold hitting me first. Something which over time I have found myself more fond of. That day? I was shivering and seeking to hide behind a bench.
Called out to from two having tea.
It was then that I would first lay eyes upon her...
It would be months later before we even had a complete moment to share a thought. to find ourselves in a dance, climbing to heights, and pondering of ice and rivers.
A moment in which I can look upon now with a laugh. A moment in where I'm left to wonder. As Violeta has her ways. Did she know what the winds wished for me to find that day?
Written By Mattheu
Dec. 12, 2023, 4:12 p.m.(5/11/1021 AR)
I have learned when acting as my brother's voice, it is best not to have a small trio of children following along all asking a thousand and one questions at the same time. On a side, very unrelated, note, there will be additional cookies available at the mud pit party.
Written By Mattheu
Dec. 7, 2023, 9:56 p.m.(5/1/1021 AR)
Campanilla proved to wish to do nothing but run. And fast. Even in being tempted with a carrot, it was not ginger laced, nor was it held by small children with paint for his mane.
The prize I will have to wait to pass...
The prize I will have to wait to pass...
Written By Mattheu
Nov. 9, 2023, 8:22 a.m.(2/28/1021 AR)
The stone and brick of this city feels trapping so many times over where when the city decides to pull at one small thing and then find their own means of amusement within it. ...
Others have benefited from my own gape. That's all which really matters. There's food being delivered to those that need it, someone got a laugh to fill their home and surprise those loved around them.
I have a small child with eyes wide of wonderment. I love that this is the world they are able to see. Even if it's their at their father's gape which brought it on.
Others have benefited from my own gape. That's all which really matters. There's food being delivered to those that need it, someone got a laugh to fill their home and surprise those loved around them.
I have a small child with eyes wide of wonderment. I love that this is the world they are able to see. Even if it's their at their father's gape which brought it on.
Written By Mattheu
Nov. 5, 2023, 11:36 a.m.(2/20/1021 AR)
An evening walk of seeking a sudden change in location to help the little one find some slumber was met with noise of a party where we stumbled into the warmth of Valardin's own High Lord Alis and new husband Prince Edris's celebrations.
Lord Danior stayed well in a small fisted and cooing slumber while we danced together through the crowd to be introduced to the Queen herself as well as those we slipped past. It cannot be faulted that the real prize was the cookies and chocolate fountain where the little potato was able to help us secure a few to bring back to the slumbering Lady Ann.
Lord Danior stayed well in a small fisted and cooing slumber while we danced together through the crowd to be introduced to the Queen herself as well as those we slipped past. It cannot be faulted that the real prize was the cookies and chocolate fountain where the little potato was able to help us secure a few to bring back to the slumbering Lady Ann.
Written By Mattheu
Oct. 15, 2023, 2:44 p.m.(1/6/1021 AR)
Relationship Note on Cillian
Let there be no mistake about it, Lord Cillian Blackwood could be a right pain.
A loveable pain.
One who fought to keep all that knew of him and those close to him free. He fought to be free and dance, to take in the views provided to him in stride and to try to learn of what the world around him was to truly offer. Many of us know him for the butterflies he tended to, or of Petrichor's Lodge. He sought to find the finest of whiskies. And he sought to find love when he was ready to give up on it.
It was only recently where he was more vocal about that which marked him, scared his body and could possibly put him into a moment of harm's way when they came for him. Not many know this about him, and I will not allow that to scar the memory that should be held of him. As in his last moment this side of the wheel, he acted as he wished to see all to be. Free.
He acted selfishly, as much as many of us wish he hadn't. He acted to save others, where they did not know if they had his strength to do so. In that alone, I can call him more than a friend. He will ever be remembered as the honoree Rivenshari. To have sought out choice and a clear fight to save freedom, one which cost him, and saved countless others.
I never had the chance to share this with him in life, may his soul finally find peace in its journey, he was plagued with far more than any here today might ever fully understand.
In fields of Petrichor, where dreams take flight,
A friend named Cillian found his heart's delight,
Under the Patron's watchful, guiding hand,
He danced with nature, in this blessed land.
In fields of Petrichor, his spirit soared,
With blossoms and butterflies, he'd never be ignored,
He wove a world where dreams and nature meet,
A tapestry of wonder, life complete.
Cillian, dear friend, in your heart's embrace,
The beauty of Petrichor, your sacred space,
You made the world bloom, with joy and grace,
In the garden of your soul, you found your place.
So let us cherish Cillian's boundless love,
A gift from the Patron, blessed from above,
In fields of Petrichor, where dreams take flight,
His legacy lives on, a beacon of light.
A loveable pain.
One who fought to keep all that knew of him and those close to him free. He fought to be free and dance, to take in the views provided to him in stride and to try to learn of what the world around him was to truly offer. Many of us know him for the butterflies he tended to, or of Petrichor's Lodge. He sought to find the finest of whiskies. And he sought to find love when he was ready to give up on it.
It was only recently where he was more vocal about that which marked him, scared his body and could possibly put him into a moment of harm's way when they came for him. Not many know this about him, and I will not allow that to scar the memory that should be held of him. As in his last moment this side of the wheel, he acted as he wished to see all to be. Free.
He acted selfishly, as much as many of us wish he hadn't. He acted to save others, where they did not know if they had his strength to do so. In that alone, I can call him more than a friend. He will ever be remembered as the honoree Rivenshari. To have sought out choice and a clear fight to save freedom, one which cost him, and saved countless others.
I never had the chance to share this with him in life, may his soul finally find peace in its journey, he was plagued with far more than any here today might ever fully understand.
In fields of Petrichor, where dreams take flight,
A friend named Cillian found his heart's delight,
Under the Patron's watchful, guiding hand,
He danced with nature, in this blessed land.
In fields of Petrichor, his spirit soared,
With blossoms and butterflies, he'd never be ignored,
He wove a world where dreams and nature meet,
A tapestry of wonder, life complete.
Cillian, dear friend, in your heart's embrace,
The beauty of Petrichor, your sacred space,
You made the world bloom, with joy and grace,
In the garden of your soul, you found your place.
So let us cherish Cillian's boundless love,
A gift from the Patron, blessed from above,
In fields of Petrichor, where dreams take flight,
His legacy lives on, a beacon of light.
Written By Mattheu
Sept. 22, 2023, 11:06 p.m.(8/3/1020 AR)
A Summer Serenade was beautifully played by Baroness Lucita Saik, Gianna Delvecchio, and Lady Zoey Kennex tonight. Master Sira outdid herself in making the Performance hall be able to transform from sunset to an evening sky complete with fireflies to early sunrise upon river.
It was good to see the Bard's college filled with music which left others in discussion again.
It was good to see the Bard's college filled with music which left others in discussion again.
Written By Mattheu
Aug. 31, 2023, 9:26 a.m.(6/14/1020 AR)
Never underestimate the want of an otter when presented with a bell and place to curl up.
Written By Mattheu
Aug. 25, 2023, 11:30 p.m.(6/3/1020 AR)
A moment within the Performance hall is all that is needed. To simply be able to properly learn and know of the space, then one can do anything upon the stage. Knowing how sound travels within the room, how lighting can bring a larger than life feeling the small and intimate space performers share upon.
This stage is somewhere which I wish to make a new home upon. To be able to step away from playing in the open spaces where only a few might hear what I am to offer. And now the masses might be able to reflect back upon me for what the soft song will build to and within.
Hopefully there are others which wish to do the same, and to share the stage to bring hopes, smiles, tears, a life aside from what bothers all of us outside of these halls. In here? A small reprieve from all of which seeks to give us headaches, which we prepare for. To have a moment in which song, dance, and the music fills our very being.
This stage is somewhere which I wish to make a new home upon. To be able to step away from playing in the open spaces where only a few might hear what I am to offer. And now the masses might be able to reflect back upon me for what the soft song will build to and within.
Hopefully there are others which wish to do the same, and to share the stage to bring hopes, smiles, tears, a life aside from what bothers all of us outside of these halls. In here? A small reprieve from all of which seeks to give us headaches, which we prepare for. To have a moment in which song, dance, and the music fills our very being.
Written By Mattheu
Aug. 25, 2023, 1 a.m.(6/1/1020 AR)
While wandering through spaces visited in search of the hunt which Raja sent the city upon, the Lover's Park was found. Or re-found. I always knew it to be tucked away to corner near the Jade tea house. Just never really spent much time within it.
If you get a chance to wander for a small stroll. I highly suggest the foot bridge to stand upon over creek and to take in the sights of weaving trails and vinery. whoever the original lovers were that the park was created for... Their love shines through every little bit of the space.
If you get a chance to wander for a small stroll. I highly suggest the foot bridge to stand upon over creek and to take in the sights of weaving trails and vinery. whoever the original lovers were that the park was created for... Their love shines through every little bit of the space.
Written By Mattheu
Aug. 23, 2023, 9:42 a.m.(5/26/1020 AR)
There's an amazing statue just hidden away from the main path in the upper borroughs. never would have noticed it if I wasn't called upon by a friend to come by.
The intracity to how the sculpture pulls you in. The larger than life of its size, and simply the manner in which the couple depicted within the stone wind and intertwine to become one and two at the same time...
Anyway. If you get a chance to go wandering. Near the Sea side gate, There's a dark alley, then the hidden garden. Whoever the artist is...
The intracity to how the sculpture pulls you in. The larger than life of its size, and simply the manner in which the couple depicted within the stone wind and intertwine to become one and two at the same time...
Anyway. If you get a chance to go wandering. Near the Sea side gate, There's a dark alley, then the hidden garden. Whoever the artist is...
Written By Mattheu
Aug. 16, 2023, 12:58 p.m.(5/12/1020 AR)
Relationship Note on Ann
There was a whole lot of exploration around the city. Many places found that either we both knew of, or only one of us knew of and we will seek to go back later. To give the shop or garden a better chance to fall into a place within our hearts.
In the Menagerie, it was the Butterfly Gardens for the longest time. If one were looking for me, and I wasn't in the Expanse or upon a boat setting to ensure its ability to sail. It would be surrounded by the tiny winged dancers of the wind.
We visited the Ferocious Beasts and Great Bears the other night. Seeing them through Princess Ann's eyes... There was a skip in my heart, and it was there under the great domes that the messengers found us with news.
Did you know Bears will watch and try to show that they too can stand and twirl and dance if you start dancing before them?
In the Menagerie, it was the Butterfly Gardens for the longest time. If one were looking for me, and I wasn't in the Expanse or upon a boat setting to ensure its ability to sail. It would be surrounded by the tiny winged dancers of the wind.
We visited the Ferocious Beasts and Great Bears the other night. Seeing them through Princess Ann's eyes... There was a skip in my heart, and it was there under the great domes that the messengers found us with news.
Did you know Bears will watch and try to show that they too can stand and twirl and dance if you start dancing before them?
Written By Mattheu
Aug. 16, 2023, 12:31 p.m.(5/12/1020 AR)
Relationship Note on Raja
(most of the journal is scribbled over as Lord Mattheu is both excitedly rambling and shouting at the scholar who is laughing and trying to convince the lord to be a little quieter.)
Scholar. Did you know of all the amazing places within the city? Sure there's shops and people's homes. And we take them out of the sights, then just look at the bare setting. There's still all of the little places, and not so little places where people meet for food, drink, to talk with each other, to see what beautiful designs are of the city...
... The gardens... and animals within them...
Yes. It all started with a hunt for a golden egg. At first the thought was literally fueled by seeking out a new knife. Then it became a journey to see more of the city. Areas that I knew of? But only really set foot to one spot of. So many beautiful gardens through this city too. Those that are gardening and ensuring the flowers are growing.
And whomever is caring to the animals in the menagerie. I will be making a donation to the zoo. It wasn't meant to disturb all of the animals. There was a moment in which we thought that would be where an egg would be hidden.
Scholar. Did you know of all the amazing places within the city? Sure there's shops and people's homes. And we take them out of the sights, then just look at the bare setting. There's still all of the little places, and not so little places where people meet for food, drink, to talk with each other, to see what beautiful designs are of the city...
... The gardens... and animals within them...
Yes. It all started with a hunt for a golden egg. At first the thought was literally fueled by seeking out a new knife. Then it became a journey to see more of the city. Areas that I knew of? But only really set foot to one spot of. So many beautiful gardens through this city too. Those that are gardening and ensuring the flowers are growing.
And whomever is caring to the animals in the menagerie. I will be making a donation to the zoo. It wasn't meant to disturb all of the animals. There was a moment in which we thought that would be where an egg would be hidden.
Written By Mattheu
Aug. 15, 2023, 3:44 p.m.(5/11/1020 AR)
Relationship Note on Raja
There are some friends that will torment you needlessly. Then there are others that get a wild idea and set a golden egg somewhere in the city and you're suddenly finding yourself wandering the city. No necessarily to find it. Though, Scholar. It would be nice to have a new diamondplate knife. I can't say that if I find the egg that I wouldn't seek a piece.
Have you seen Raja's work? Fantastic.
I can say where we did not find the egg. Though I feel that would give an advantage to others that might be seeking the same egg. Thus I can simply leave it as Princess Ann has made sure that I didn't find myself easily lost in our adventures, and if distractions were found. 'Cause you know. The wind can lead you one way then another?
We were quick to be back on track.
Have you seen Raja's work? Fantastic.
I can say where we did not find the egg. Though I feel that would give an advantage to others that might be seeking the same egg. Thus I can simply leave it as Princess Ann has made sure that I didn't find myself easily lost in our adventures, and if distractions were found. 'Cause you know. The wind can lead you one way then another?
We were quick to be back on track.
Written By Mattheu
Aug. 8, 2023, 11:47 a.m.(4/24/1020 AR)
There is a certain beat that drums can bring. And something far more haunting from strings added to that beat. We might have found the right tempo. Will need some more practice before it's ready for a a crowd.
Written By Mattheu
Aug. 4, 2023, 1:38 p.m.(4/16/1020 AR)
pulling a splinter nearly the length of your shin is not nearly as fun in how it got there. At least I get a flower crown out of the adventure.
Please note that the scholars may take some time preparing your journal for others to read.