Written By Juliana
June 19, 2017, 10:42 p.m.(9/7/1006 AR)
The tide she rises, bringing waves of salt to dizzying peaks
Within the tempest's squall, unseen and battered,
Thrall to the majestic, intemperate beauty of Mangata's fury
I fall, cast unto the sea, adrift
You rise from the depths,
Waves at your command
Hands steady, feet planted
Anchored
Where once there was only the rise, the fall
The sense of drifting, ceaseless tides
Now there is you, my center, holding
My shelter through the storm
You know who you are.
Within the tempest's squall, unseen and battered,
Thrall to the majestic, intemperate beauty of Mangata's fury
I fall, cast unto the sea, adrift
You rise from the depths,
Waves at your command
Hands steady, feet planted
Anchored
Where once there was only the rise, the fall
The sense of drifting, ceaseless tides
Now there is you, my center, holding
My shelter through the storm
You know who you are.
Written By Juliana
June 15, 2017, 10:43 a.m.(8/26/1006 AR)
Reasons I know I am Pravus:
After having our home under attack we clean, we drink, we move on only to have beloved members of the house and family deposited in the sitting room. While treating burns I recount a story of a young man tearing my dress in his rush to take liberties. And there was laughter.
We can still laugh. I will not even consider more loss. You are going no where, Pigtail Puller.
... I wonder if I should send Oseras Artiglio a warning that Abbas might be coming for him?
No. I still miss that dress.
After having our home under attack we clean, we drink, we move on only to have beloved members of the house and family deposited in the sitting room. While treating burns I recount a story of a young man tearing my dress in his rush to take liberties. And there was laughter.
We can still laugh. I will not even consider more loss. You are going no where, Pigtail Puller.
... I wonder if I should send Oseras Artiglio a warning that Abbas might be coming for him?
No. I still miss that dress.
Written By Juliana
June 13, 2017, 8:15 p.m.(8/23/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Fatima
Cherished Older Sister
Written By Juliana
June 12, 2017, 9:53 a.m.(8/20/1006 AR)
This last week has been a whirlwind and I am feeling cross with myself for neglecting my family. I simply must make time to spend with my sister. I heard she stabbed someone quite by accident. She was aiming for an apple and hit a thigh. See, that is precisely why I asked to be taught how to properly stab at things from Admiral Magaldi. So when I must stab at an apple I hit the apple, and when I must stab at a thigh I hit the thigh.
Written By Juliana
June 12, 2017, 9:45 a.m.(8/20/1006 AR)
Something has happened. Something has changed. I am in unfamiliar territory.
What happens when there are no games?
Or is it just another illusion and the player is just that good?
I suppose in the end it matters not at all. There is nothing but the moment. The future does not belong to me.
What happens when there are no games?
Or is it just another illusion and the player is just that good?
I suppose in the end it matters not at all. There is nothing but the moment. The future does not belong to me.
Written By Juliana
June 8, 2017, 10:12 a.m.(8/12/1006 AR)
I met someone at the Champions guildhall. This meeting did not go so well. I wonder if they realize what they said? Unlikely. Alas. Still, fun was had, and that's all I can allow myself anyway.
Written By Juliana
June 6, 2017, 9:27 a.m.(8/8/1006 AR)
I met someone in The Grottos. Marvelous place. The pools are quite healing.
Written By Juliana
June 6, 2017, 9:26 a.m.(8/8/1006 AR)
So many things to tell of, and I am days behind in my journaling. Vellichor forgive me.
The pool party was a smashing success. Well, for everyone *not* aboard the Ship of Fools. It was an exercise in folly to invite me aboard, but at least it was amusing, no? My brother Abbas is a man of great and vigorous spirit. Fairly certain all gathered was treated to the sight of his "spirit" for most of the day. My. I hope he didn't burn.
The pool party was a smashing success. Well, for everyone *not* aboard the Ship of Fools. It was an exercise in folly to invite me aboard, but at least it was amusing, no? My brother Abbas is a man of great and vigorous spirit. Fairly certain all gathered was treated to the sight of his "spirit" for most of the day. My. I hope he didn't burn.
Written By Juliana
June 3, 2017, 10:11 a.m.(8/1/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Sebastian
Twin, Best Friend.
Written By Juliana
June 3, 2017, 10 a.m.(8/1/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Duarte
Pigtail Puller Extraordinaire
Written By Juliana
June 3, 2017, 9:58 a.m.(8/1/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Sebastian
Twin, Best Friend.
Written By Juliana
June 2, 2017, 9:59 a.m.(7/27/1006 AR)
A note to remind myself: Pranks are all well and good until you draw the ire of family. No more livestock.
In other news, I am to go on an adventure! I am quite looking forward to it! And I have it promised that I will be taught how to use a blade. This is something I have wanted to know for some time. I have no illusions that it will be easy, either physically and in some aspects mentally, but I think being able to look after myself at least in some small part is a worthy thing. I am not naive enough to assume that I would be able to deflect a mortal injury should someone seek to harm me, but at least, with lessons and practice, I might be able to make them regret it.
It also gives me leave to consider all new accessories of a bladed variety. How fun!
In other news, I am to go on an adventure! I am quite looking forward to it! And I have it promised that I will be taught how to use a blade. This is something I have wanted to know for some time. I have no illusions that it will be easy, either physically and in some aspects mentally, but I think being able to look after myself at least in some small part is a worthy thing. I am not naive enough to assume that I would be able to deflect a mortal injury should someone seek to harm me, but at least, with lessons and practice, I might be able to make them regret it.
It also gives me leave to consider all new accessories of a bladed variety. How fun!
Written By Juliana
June 1, 2017, 10:04 a.m.(7/25/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Duarte
The merry war of wit is not yet over, is it? I wait with baited breath for the next volley. Though I shall promise in advance that there shall be no more livestock. I would not wish to annoy cousin Belladonna any further.
You make me feel five years old again. Do you like me that you pull on my hair so?
You make me feel five years old again. Do you like me that you pull on my hair so?
Written By Juliana
May 31, 2017, 11:06 a.m.(7/23/1006 AR)
Oh, I am too excited!
First I finally had a moment to sit and actually spend some time with Sebastian. The malaise I have been laboring under was gone swiftly. It is amazing how much my brother lifts my spirits. Then I had the most marvelous idea for an event to throw and even better, Belladonna liked it! I got word of her approval while Bastian and I were shopping in the market. Oooh, I have a personal project for him. I'm thinking of a dark, nearly black amethyst tunic with copper scales at the shoulders and cuffs, paired with a pair of leather breeches and a new pair of boots, he is going to look amazing! Oh, see? My mind overflows now that my sour mood has passed.
Anyway! So we were in the market and I got word from Belladonna that she likes my plan and then she directed me to the Softest Whisper Larissa -- oh, the praises I would sing of her. She is so very kind and easy to talk to! But I am getting ahead of myself, really. So we were at the market and I was looking at some scale work, for the aforementioned outfit for Bastian, when he spied the most charming artist perched on the fountain. Oh, but she was adorable with her short dark curls, but gods above the crimes she's committed on her clothing! The horror! I suppose the paint splotches suited her in a way, even if my heart bled for that gorgeous violet linen. So, what should happen next, but the minx hops off the fountain and hands Sebastian her drawing! And what a sweet thing it was, too. I was in delights over it. I could tell my brother liked the art and the artist -- though I'll not say more to embarrass him. While he was asking her about the Whispers, my eye was caught by a gleam off the largest sword in creation. Surely there is none more large than that of Prince Beaumont Valardin. I only had a moment of his time, but I found him quite charming.
After that we all went our separate ways and I found myself at the Whisper House and met Larissa. She was in such a state, feeling so poorly over the reaction to her auction, I assured her I was not there to discuss that event, but to inquire after hiring her to assist me with my own. See, I have been trying to assist my dear cousin with her project to raise funds to care for the orphans of the siege, and I thought what better way to do so than by hosting a fashion exposition! The idea is thus: I will be challenging all of the tailors, seamstresses, jewelers, haberdashers and cobblers in Arx to product something that showcases their skills. There will be a fashion show in which they can display their submissions. All the works will be available for sale and those that win will have glory (and prizes, of course) and the proceeds will be put directly into the fund to help those poor children. Does that not sound fun? I, of course, will be one of the judges! Oh I am beyond excited at this idea and I am so greatly looking forward to working further with the Softest Whisper.
So, to all ye artisans of Arx I put forth this challenge: Think up something marvelous, put imagination to fabric and show us all your skills! Be bold, be brave and above all... be *Fabulous*!
I cannot wait to see how this comes out!
First I finally had a moment to sit and actually spend some time with Sebastian. The malaise I have been laboring under was gone swiftly. It is amazing how much my brother lifts my spirits. Then I had the most marvelous idea for an event to throw and even better, Belladonna liked it! I got word of her approval while Bastian and I were shopping in the market. Oooh, I have a personal project for him. I'm thinking of a dark, nearly black amethyst tunic with copper scales at the shoulders and cuffs, paired with a pair of leather breeches and a new pair of boots, he is going to look amazing! Oh, see? My mind overflows now that my sour mood has passed.
Anyway! So we were in the market and I got word from Belladonna that she likes my plan and then she directed me to the Softest Whisper Larissa -- oh, the praises I would sing of her. She is so very kind and easy to talk to! But I am getting ahead of myself, really. So we were at the market and I was looking at some scale work, for the aforementioned outfit for Bastian, when he spied the most charming artist perched on the fountain. Oh, but she was adorable with her short dark curls, but gods above the crimes she's committed on her clothing! The horror! I suppose the paint splotches suited her in a way, even if my heart bled for that gorgeous violet linen. So, what should happen next, but the minx hops off the fountain and hands Sebastian her drawing! And what a sweet thing it was, too. I was in delights over it. I could tell my brother liked the art and the artist -- though I'll not say more to embarrass him. While he was asking her about the Whispers, my eye was caught by a gleam off the largest sword in creation. Surely there is none more large than that of Prince Beaumont Valardin. I only had a moment of his time, but I found him quite charming.
After that we all went our separate ways and I found myself at the Whisper House and met Larissa. She was in such a state, feeling so poorly over the reaction to her auction, I assured her I was not there to discuss that event, but to inquire after hiring her to assist me with my own. See, I have been trying to assist my dear cousin with her project to raise funds to care for the orphans of the siege, and I thought what better way to do so than by hosting a fashion exposition! The idea is thus: I will be challenging all of the tailors, seamstresses, jewelers, haberdashers and cobblers in Arx to product something that showcases their skills. There will be a fashion show in which they can display their submissions. All the works will be available for sale and those that win will have glory (and prizes, of course) and the proceeds will be put directly into the fund to help those poor children. Does that not sound fun? I, of course, will be one of the judges! Oh I am beyond excited at this idea and I am so greatly looking forward to working further with the Softest Whisper.
So, to all ye artisans of Arx I put forth this challenge: Think up something marvelous, put imagination to fabric and show us all your skills! Be bold, be brave and above all... be *Fabulous*!
I cannot wait to see how this comes out!
Written By Juliana
May 30, 2017, 2:24 p.m.(7/21/1006 AR)
On the nature of caring, since it seems to be an issue of interest today:
While it is all well and good to have a pragmatic outlook on the empathy of others, is there not also an argument to be made for the practice of empathy? Certainly a person might not give two silvers if someone loses a valued object, but surely that same person could take a moment to place themselves in the other's shoes and consider that loss?
Alternatively, if someone were to become upset because something that offends them on a deeply personal level, might they too not take a moment to look outside themselves and see the triggering event for what it is? Done in good nature with no intended malice?
All good conversations to be had and thoughts to think, at least for one as fabulous and frivolous as I.
While it is all well and good to have a pragmatic outlook on the empathy of others, is there not also an argument to be made for the practice of empathy? Certainly a person might not give two silvers if someone loses a valued object, but surely that same person could take a moment to place themselves in the other's shoes and consider that loss?
Alternatively, if someone were to become upset because something that offends them on a deeply personal level, might they too not take a moment to look outside themselves and see the triggering event for what it is? Done in good nature with no intended malice?
All good conversations to be had and thoughts to think, at least for one as fabulous and frivolous as I.
Written By Juliana
May 30, 2017, 9:52 a.m.(7/21/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Sebastian
Darling. I believe that I am bored. This must be rectified.
Written By Juliana
May 29, 2017, 11:14 p.m.(7/20/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Duarte
There was a merry war of wits between us, and I, I believe, won.
May the calf bring you many gallons of sweet cream. I hear cream is good for reducing burns, good Master. So she should come in useful.
May the calf bring you many gallons of sweet cream. I hear cream is good for reducing burns, good Master. So she should come in useful.
Written By Juliana
May 29, 2017, 11:09 p.m.(7/20/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Cristoph
My cousin suggested that Duke Cristoph Laurent and I share a meal and he kindly obliged. It was an interesting evening; the Duke is a man of principle and deep thought. The conversation was charged and I look very much forward to spending more time with him again.
Written By Juliana
May 29, 2017, 11:06 p.m.(7/20/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Alrec
I was very, very stupid and he saw me to safety. There is something about the Admiral that I feel I recognize. There are so many layers to the world. There is the surface, the stories. Deeds done in the past that tongues still whisper of, and yet... is it ever as simple as the stories told? I think not. Ah well. The potted tree can only grow so tall. Limitations are forged by unchangeable circumstance.
Cryptic mystery writings.
Cryptic mystery writings.
Written By Juliana
May 25, 2017, 9:35 a.m.(7/11/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Verity
Met the most delightful person today by the Plaza of Coin fountain. Verity Locke, you are truly a delight. Such a refreshing burst of impudence and charm. I like the way you see the world.
Who knew that coming to Arx would feed that voice inside me that seeks to be more than just a Lady? I've met such amazing people, it makes me consider what things I might accomplish if I let myself try?
Who knew that coming to Arx would feed that voice inside me that seeks to be more than just a Lady? I've met such amazing people, it makes me consider what things I might accomplish if I let myself try?
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