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Written By Olivia

May 13, 2018, 11:53 p.m.(9/26/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Jordan

A most brave knight who has entered my family service. Beyond this, in a time where I have been left at a loss for some of my once closest family and companions, he has come to be a good personal friend as well.

Written By Olivia

April 16, 2018, 12:17 a.m.(7/22/1008 AR)

Oh, so many marriages of late, and so often it's a topic of conversation. Indeed, I met a woman who talked of marrying my brother, or rather that she might have if their respective ranks didn't make it impractical. On the whole it does leave my thoughts on such things even where I usually pay them little mind. Mostly I worry for my brother to find someone soon, of course!

Written By Olivia

March 25, 2018, 10:13 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)

Everyone has returned from the fronts, myself and many others from Stormwall, others from Setarco. Harlan was injured, but I have been tending to him, and everything is settling back to normalacy... or thereabouts. There are many memorial ceremonies although I rarely have the spirit to attend them.

In lighter thoughts, I enjoyed some visitors today, they were interested in my gardening and we spoke some about the matter. It's nice to have a distraction.

Written By Olivia

Feb. 18, 2018, 11:39 p.m.(3/20/1008 AR)

Another battle approaches, with plans being made. As ever, Princess Reese shows her wisdom and leadership. Of course, I should not write of them here in any detail. But it would likewise be no secret to anyone that I will stay away from the front lines and instead attend to injuries behind them. It is my hope that I might spare a few the sad losses that have afflicted my own family of late.

Written By Olivia

Jan. 28, 2018, 11:22 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

Harlan held a dinner this week, inviting family, vassals and a few others, which turned out to be quite the pleasant gathering. It was small enough to feel intimate, and I was able to catch up with some people I don't see enough of. There was also some delightful talk of helping Lord Tomwell - Marquis Leary's brother - with some gardens at his home. Nevermind all the conspiring over he and the lady he is courting, who seems lovely.

Written By Olivia

Jan. 21, 2018, 11:02 p.m.(1/6/1008 AR)

Preparations continue, and I am as usual set with anxiety over the course of things. I did meet with a woman about how I could contribute some additional aid to the impending troubles - the usual medicinal plants and the like, which should perhaps distract me from worry along with whatever small good it does.

Written By Olivia

Jan. 15, 2018, midnight(12/20/1007 AR)

A busy and stressful week. It is good that Harlan is back, as the Ashfords are being called, like every house in the compact, to raise our armies in preparation for the coming attacks from the sea. I am out of my element in military meetings, but have set out to rally our people as best I can- I hope it will do some good.

Written By Olivia

Jan. 7, 2018, 8:51 p.m.(12/4/1007 AR)

It has been a week of mixed blessings. That my brother has returned to the city is a great relief, as I proved ill-prepared for the responsibility of the run of our House in a time of chaos and crisis with no one to lean on.

The search for my sister is ongoing, with many throwing in their support. At the same time, every initial investigation has yielded naught: nothing found on her ship, no clues within her possessions. Still, we go on in our effort, until she is returned to us.

Written By Olivia

Dec. 31, 2017, 7 p.m.(11/16/1007 AR)

Aislin... where have they taken you?

First cousin Killian and now my big sister, it seems the world conspires against happiness for the Ashfords of late. For her and the family's sake, I am trying to be strong, though in truth I find myself frequently on the verge of tears, constantly teetering at the point of breakdown. Harlan, I wish you were here. Must I face this all alone, along with all our other family business?

Written By Olivia

Dec. 18, 2017, 12:03 a.m.(10/16/1007 AR)

While nothing major has transpired, I am doing more work with new plants... of which I seem to hear of someone discovering more of near all the time. Alongside those the which the Explorers and Lodge possess, I've been contacted about hunting down another odd variety to provide a medical cure.

Written By Olivia

Dec. 10, 2017, 11:59 p.m.(10/2/1007 AR)

The journey to deal with the strange growths on the statues was a curious one, and yielded... some results, though hardly much forward progress in solving it. Along with the others I was working with, we were able to determine its abyssal origin, although these days that conclusion might have seemed forgone. But now it's just a matter of how to address it? The Lodge has some new plants, which I may look into uses for, though I fear they are far from the aquatic business.

Written By Olivia

Nov. 5, 2017, 11:43 p.m.(7/13/1007 AR)

The week has passed, I should not say uneventfully, but without great personal trouble. Attending an evening with the Graysons, things were pleasant enough... were there not an attack upon the King, albeit after I had departed. It does cause a certain chill, to imagine danger so close! Otherwise, I continue my work, including some experiments with the new flower that I hope may prove fruitful.

Written By Olivia

Oct. 29, 2017, 8:24 p.m.(6/27/1007 AR)

A quieter week after the prior times of strife and trouble. However I have a new project to undertake, and have had an interesting meeting with Princess Freja about shamanistic matters that I hope may yield some useful fruit in the near future.

Written By Olivia

Oct. 22, 2017, 10:52 p.m.(6/13/1007 AR)

I am sure many have written of it elsewhere, but the battle in the Gray Forest was a terrifying thing. I was far from the lines themselves, working under Lady Eirene, a most colorful but also skillful leader of our medical band. The injuries themselves were... well, I have seen similar, but not in such large numbers and with such urgent haste, but I feel I was able to do good work saving many.

And then, all of that, and indeed all the fighting we had been supporting, seemed to be undone by the terrible demon-elf leading the shavs. It is hard for me to put down the words, but he... transformed those who fought for him, and we were all beset by a horrible, unnatural swarm of insects, and had to flee. What a terrible foe, and how do we even begin to fight such a thing?

Written By Olivia

Oct. 15, 2017, 8:43 p.m.(5/27/1007 AR)

The Gray Forest expedition continues, and we seem to be making good progress. I was able to go upon a small scouting patrol, where we came upon some brutish creatures harassing (and probably planning to eat) one of the local tribeswomen, along with her dog. Fortunately she was the saved (and the dog too, though I am more neutral on that!) and she has provided us with some information. Unfortunately the braver sorts I traveled with were all beaten up quite a bit, although that somewhat justified my presence!

Written By Olivia

Oct. 1, 2017, 11:56 p.m.(4/26/1007 AR)

Once again I'm off to deal with trouble in the forest, although this time it is... if not a larger endeavor than the last that Princess Reese led, a more dangerous one. Again she is in command, but unlike dealing with the rejuvination of soils and replanting of forests and crops, this time there is likely to be conflict with the local abandonned. I shall be well behind the lines, of course, tending to those I can, but it is still a frightening sort of thing.

Written By Olivia

Sept. 17, 2017, 9:04 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)

It's been a worrying few months, first with much of my family and Grayson acquaintances off fighting in the forest, and then with my cousin and others traveling to Maelstrom to confront yet another threat. Worrying, and of course, at many times frustrating that I cannot do more to aid them. Nonetheless, I continue in my research, as best I can, with guidance from my sister, hopeful that something I turn up might prove of use in alleviating these hardships on our people.

Outside of this, I was able to meet a few new people of interest who remain here in the city, and I am planning - in the current lull in violence - to make another journey into the forest.

Written By Olivia

Aug. 27, 2017, 11:55 p.m.(2/8/1007 AR)

I had a nice time meeting with some other Grayson vassals at a getogether thrown at their manor earlier in the week. Though the dinner was quite lovely (even the pig, despite it being a bit... disturbing in all its pig-ish glory), I couldn't help but feel uneasy with it all. There were some discussions of new troubles in the forest, leaving me wondering what steps might next be undertaken, or if what we have done so far has been for little effort. Princess Lou did seem to have a lead upon a possible solution.

Written By Olivia

July 16, 2017, 11:34 p.m.(11/7/1006 AR)

The Lord Commander of the Iron Guard held a lovely yard sale, distributing various bits of old clutter. There was a great rush as people dug through a chest full of knicknacks (that was uncomfortably stuffed with animal plushies), and I came away with an odd skeleton figure. Perhaps Duchess Dafne would like it, if she does not have one already? But I was also able to get a nice chest with a flower pattern to store some of my accumulating clutter, and the whole thing was for a good cause, so well done, in the end!

Written By Olivia

July 2, 2017, 9:20 p.m.(10/7/1006 AR)

They've made a treaty with the elves. With what they did to us when we entered the forest, it seems unthinkable to allow such madmen inside the city or wed one of their kind to the King, but Aislin tells me their perspective is merely... different from ours. So I must be open-minded, or at least try to accept them.

The upside is that we were finally able to go into the forest to deal with the remnants of the devastation left by Brand's march. For that alone I am grateful, though I worry that our work is far from done.

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