Written By
Mira
July 16, 2017, 11:24 p.m.(11/7/1006 AR)
I HAVE A DESK! A good one, anyway. And a nice bar set, from Silas himself! I'm so so happy! ...Probably shouldn't have spun Aiden around, though. Oh well.
Written By
Mira
July 9, 2017, 11:23 p.m.(10/21/1006 AR)
Really, the primary problem at the moment is mass. Not size, not even volume. Just mass. It's the stone walls that are the chokepoint--the bottleneck. Yet every possible solution is so expensive! Yet...a thinner material there would allow a thicker material elsewhere... A net savings perhaps? I really must consult with a merchant in the near future, rather than simply guessing...
Written By
Mira
July 9, 2017, 11:18 p.m.(10/21/1006 AR)
Work work work. More work. All the time. I should stop. I really should. But there is so much to *do*. So much to *see*. So many numbers to crunch...
I really should look into hiring street urchins to help me run these equations...
Written By
Mira
June 15, 2017, 12:14 a.m.(8/25/1006 AR)
NO! Why Narciso?! He just wanted to sing songs and play his lute and solve puzzles! Uncle had just been reunited with his child! Now they will never be able to talk, work things out, try to put things back together! Why did it have to be him?! Why NOW?!
Written By
Mira
June 11, 2017, 10:01 p.m.(8/19/1006 AR)
Months and months of seeing almost no family or childhood friends, and then all of a sudden everyone! It's like a pall is finally lifting from the city. Princess Reese even returned from the Grey Forest! Maybe things are starting to look up?
Written By
Mira
June 11, 2017, 12:19 a.m.(8/17/1006 AR)
Well, that went pretty poorly. Really, awfully, spectacularly poorly. This is why I like numbers. Charts. Lists. They aren't ambivalent or vague. There aren't shades of meaning to them. Two plus two will always equal four, every single time. If only everything ran according to the dictates of mathematics.
Written By
Mira
June 4, 2017, 2:41 p.m.(8/4/1006 AR)
I imagine that something, somewhere out there just kind of sighs and rolls its eyes when it sees me starting a new project. It's amazing I haven't been struck by lightning yet.
Which begs the question: Could one trap lightning in a bottle? I'll have to ask the clergy if that's legal.
Written By
Mira
May 28, 2017, 11:16 p.m.(7/18/1006 AR)
Busy busy busy. Finally, some actual work is starting to come through! At this rate, I may ask the King's caretakers whether or not they need some assistance with the Royal Audit.
Written By
Mira
May 21, 2017, 11:31 p.m.(7/4/1006 AR)
This has been a miserable week. A very exciting, exhilarating, nerve-wracking, occasionally on fire week. But miserable, all the same.
Written By
Mira
May 10, 2017, 4:30 a.m.(6/8/1006 AR)
How do you open a door that isn't there?
Written By
Mira
May 7, 2017, 7:40 p.m.(6/4/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on
Gaston
A little scary, this one. Looking for help in buying land outside Arx.
Written By
Mira
May 7, 2017, 7:37 p.m.(6/4/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on
Ferrando
My bratty cousin, who endlessly annoys me.
Written By
Mira
May 7, 2017, 6:04 p.m.(6/4/1006 AR)
Now that the Siege is over and the Silence has been silenced, people are looking to purchase lands outside the city left ownerless. Lots of surveys, lots of maps, lots of requests and writs. Busy busy busy all of a sudden.
Written By
Mira
April 30, 2017, 3:13 p.m.(5/15/1006 AR)
The death of Lazarus is very, very unnerving... I'm not even sure where to start? I mean, he was changing loyalties to the Velenosa. If it comes to light that the Grayson had him murdered... And what if someone else had him murdered but wanted the Grayson blamed for it? What if it was a rival merchant, or, even worse, someone on the inside? No matter how this plays out, something terrible will come of this.
Written By
Mira
April 30, 2017, 2:50 p.m.(5/15/1006 AR)
Alchemy is a surprisingly difficult profession to practice. I didn't realize so much goes into simple things like soaps and perfumes. Being an apothecary must be very tiring.
Written By
Mira
April 23, 2017, 12:50 a.m.(4/27/1006 AR)
I was directed to meditate at the Shrine of the Sentinel, today.
While I can sit for hours and hours with a single book, regardless of how dry or verbose the author becomes, sitting in silence is an awful experience. Simply sitting there, waiting for a thing that may or may not happen, while trying not to think is something I am not accustomed to.
Perhaps it is the army outside the gates, but being surrounded by silence is worrisome...
Written By
Mira
April 19, 2017, 8:41 p.m.(4/20/1006 AR)
When the Rivers run Red, Demons shall never be Fed. ...Look for the Blade in the Rock. I wonder what that means.
Written By
Mira
April 16, 2017, 4:11 p.m.(4/14/1006 AR)
And then, suddenly, the world was completely different. Before, books were my whole world. I studied laws and bargains and contracts, and the world made perfect, logical sense. But now? Now, nothing makes sense.
I don't even know who I can trust, anymore...
Written By
Mira
April 16, 2017, 3:55 a.m.(4/13/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on
Jhond
A friend of my father, who used to tease me as a girl. Now all grown up into...a courtesan? Didn't see that one coming...
Written By
Mira
April 16, 2017, 3:53 a.m.(4/13/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on
Ford
My patron, who curiously doesn't seem to be that interested in the law.