Written By Daemon
Oct. 3, 2017, 11:58 p.m.(5/2/1007 AR)
They tell me to stay in bed. Everything hurts. Stupid mistake.
But I'm still here and those bastards at my feet aren't. I'll gladly take a month bedridden than the business end of one more blade.
Sir Daemon and Dame Ida went took 2:50 odds and survived. Remember that one.
But I'm still here and those bastards at my feet aren't. I'll gladly take a month bedridden than the business end of one more blade.
Sir Daemon and Dame Ida went took 2:50 odds and survived. Remember that one.
Written By Daemon
Sept. 29, 2017, 12:55 p.m.(4/21/1007 AR)
There comes a time in a man's life when he must recognize whether he is the alpha, the beta, or the omega. At present I had considered myself the alpha but the more time goes on spent with this high-class puppy, I'm beginning to feel as though I have met my match. Did you know a hound could have the same attitude and personality befitting a royal? Because surely this breed I have acquired most definitely royalty. From the way she carries her head high to the way she turns up her nose at the peasant kibbles I attempt to feed her at night.
More often than not I'll even come home and find the bed is not my own. It is an eternal struggle I've found in this Elegance, but I must thank Princess Alarissa for her challenge. For without Elegance, I may have lived the rest of my life knowing man could not be subservient to the very animals they cater to.
For shame, Daemon. For shame. Perhaps lose the leash and get a stronger sense of presence? No no... Obviously when dealing with a royal hound you must act like a royal hound. How about this, Scribe? Is my nose high enough? Does my neck need to be more stiff? Where are you going...?
More often than not I'll even come home and find the bed is not my own. It is an eternal struggle I've found in this Elegance, but I must thank Princess Alarissa for her challenge. For without Elegance, I may have lived the rest of my life knowing man could not be subservient to the very animals they cater to.
For shame, Daemon. For shame. Perhaps lose the leash and get a stronger sense of presence? No no... Obviously when dealing with a royal hound you must act like a royal hound. How about this, Scribe? Is my nose high enough? Does my neck need to be more stiff? Where are you going...?
Written By Daemon
Sept. 21, 2017, 9:56 p.m.(4/5/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Monique
Hehe, haha, hoho.
Written By Daemon
Sept. 21, 2017, 4:07 p.m.(4/4/1007 AR)
Do you know what I've found dulls all the worries of the world? Chocolate. Some sweet, lovely chocolate. Wyrmguard truly has the best delicacies in the Oathlands when it comes to sweets, I must say.
If you're worried about Thralldom or perhaps argumentative about the gods, I do implore you to partake in chocolate. It helps me quite a bit, perhaps it will help you too!
If you're worried about Thralldom or perhaps argumentative about the gods, I do implore you to partake in chocolate. It helps me quite a bit, perhaps it will help you too!
Written By Daemon
Sept. 18, 2017, 5:01 p.m.(3/26/1007 AR)
I have sworn to be a brothers in arms of the Knights of Solace. An honor no doubt and one I hope to do well by.
Looking for work has been tedious. It seems the city has no shortage of men with good sword arms that are well-armed. Sellsword work isn't as enterprising as I would have hoped, but it may yet be what I turn to in the end. The Valorous Few do have my eye, their leader seems a well-mannered man with plenty of nice words to say as well.
Overall, a man is armed and armored and he has a roof over his head and food on the table. It is a good place to be, no? I should give my thanks to the Gods for their generosity. Excuse me scribe, I've a journey to make...
Looking for work has been tedious. It seems the city has no shortage of men with good sword arms that are well-armed. Sellsword work isn't as enterprising as I would have hoped, but it may yet be what I turn to in the end. The Valorous Few do have my eye, their leader seems a well-mannered man with plenty of nice words to say as well.
Overall, a man is armed and armored and he has a roof over his head and food on the table. It is a good place to be, no? I should give my thanks to the Gods for their generosity. Excuse me scribe, I've a journey to make...
Written By Daemon
Sept. 13, 2017, 12:54 a.m.(3/15/1007 AR)
What an incredible evening, one I'll be owing to the Keatons for some time yet. Thank you all who had the good faith in me to attend, you all have my gratitude.
Written By Daemon
Sept. 12, 2017, 3:08 p.m.(3/14/1007 AR)
Arx is truly a beautiful city with air fresher than your usual spring breeze. I've found many wonderful sights and people in my short time back on land. I have to give many thanks to the familiar faces who have aided me along thus far.
Lady Arianna Stonewood for granting me her aid in getting myself a proper suit of armor. Without it I may well have been a naked man waving a glorified toothpick at any and all 'evil-doers'. Princess Reese and Princess Alarissa were generous enough to bestow upon me a boon of weaponry, allowing me to reforge my family's sword in a new sheet of rubicund. Its crimson sheen is perfect and beautiful and it'll swing with their might along with mine against whatever may come.
The friends I've made so far have been as kind. I consider myself greatly lucky to have fallen into so much amicable company and I can only hope to find many, many more in the future. To think a city filled with politics had so little cutting of throats, ha!
Lady Arianna Stonewood for granting me her aid in getting myself a proper suit of armor. Without it I may well have been a naked man waving a glorified toothpick at any and all 'evil-doers'. Princess Reese and Princess Alarissa were generous enough to bestow upon me a boon of weaponry, allowing me to reforge my family's sword in a new sheet of rubicund. Its crimson sheen is perfect and beautiful and it'll swing with their might along with mine against whatever may come.
The friends I've made so far have been as kind. I consider myself greatly lucky to have fallen into so much amicable company and I can only hope to find many, many more in the future. To think a city filled with politics had so little cutting of throats, ha!
Written By Daemon
Sept. 11, 2017, 1:03 a.m.(3/11/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Cambria
What I did to deserve the eye of such a stunning Marquessa, I have no idea. Seems it was just by virtue of existing as the man I already am. I am truly blessed and lucky then that she wishes for me to have her patronage. I look forward to seeing more of her family when the time comes, I've heard her husband is already quite the character!
Written By Daemon
Sept. 6, 2017, 8:02 p.m.(2/27/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Demura
Marquessa Demura Lyonesse has shown me the utmost kindness in providing a place to lay my head. It is with great honor that I serve Lyonesse as a knight of their household, honor or not. My gratitude for her generosity is absolute, from now till my death.
Written By Daemon
Sept. 5, 2017, 9:53 a.m.(2/25/1007 AR)
A brief excerpt on sailing.
While I was away for those years I passed between many vessels in my time aboard. Most of the men I met didn't take especially kind to my presence and I don't blame them. I was throwing up over the banisters my first few weeks nonstop. Just couldn't get over how the waves move, rocking me side to side. I'd sit down to read and suddenly I'd be nauseous, wanting to get back on land. I could've kissed the first sandy beach we washed up on. I think I did, I do have a vague recollection of trying to eat something grimy and raw. It was awful.
The valuable lesson I learned there is that I was never meant to be a sailor. But I did also learn that sailors make some of the finest company a man could hope for. Perhaps a little vulgar for my tastes, but nonetheless their ideals of companionship are second to none. The way they sing and dance under the moon during long voyages was all new to me, especially their taste in songs. Shanties I believe it was. Colorful tunes that rhyme with elegant flow, usually having some sort of grating punchline to them as well. The few I heard I loved, though I may have chosen some more appropriate language for younger audiences.
Perhaps one day I'll go back to the sea to truly learn rather than just sit along for the ride. Ironic how I struggle to stay occupied now that I have so much time to myself for once. It felt as though everyday out there was a new experience. But maybe that was just because seeing the same thing for weeks on end makes a man hallucinate a brighter tomorrow to stay sane. Who can really know?
A joyful experience overall, once my stomach settled I'd say.
(PS. What is this I hear about my name being too 'glaring'? My mother and fathered worked very hard to create me I'll have you know, they earned the right to call me as they wish! Hmph!)
While I was away for those years I passed between many vessels in my time aboard. Most of the men I met didn't take especially kind to my presence and I don't blame them. I was throwing up over the banisters my first few weeks nonstop. Just couldn't get over how the waves move, rocking me side to side. I'd sit down to read and suddenly I'd be nauseous, wanting to get back on land. I could've kissed the first sandy beach we washed up on. I think I did, I do have a vague recollection of trying to eat something grimy and raw. It was awful.
The valuable lesson I learned there is that I was never meant to be a sailor. But I did also learn that sailors make some of the finest company a man could hope for. Perhaps a little vulgar for my tastes, but nonetheless their ideals of companionship are second to none. The way they sing and dance under the moon during long voyages was all new to me, especially their taste in songs. Shanties I believe it was. Colorful tunes that rhyme with elegant flow, usually having some sort of grating punchline to them as well. The few I heard I loved, though I may have chosen some more appropriate language for younger audiences.
Perhaps one day I'll go back to the sea to truly learn rather than just sit along for the ride. Ironic how I struggle to stay occupied now that I have so much time to myself for once. It felt as though everyday out there was a new experience. But maybe that was just because seeing the same thing for weeks on end makes a man hallucinate a brighter tomorrow to stay sane. Who can really know?
A joyful experience overall, once my stomach settled I'd say.
(PS. What is this I hear about my name being too 'glaring'? My mother and fathered worked very hard to create me I'll have you know, they earned the right to call me as they wish! Hmph!)
Written By Daemon
Sept. 4, 2017, 9:47 p.m.(2/24/1007 AR)
Arx. It's a city I've heard many a tale of, but one I've never had the pleasure of seeing for myself until now. It has been a long time, Arvum. Longer still since I took my vows. Now here I am, a Knight who's place has withered with only the family sword to my name.
But I don't aspire to digress into such complaints. This place is beautiful and its people are plentiful and so very interesting! I must give many thanks to Marquessa Demura for meeting with me the very same day I arrived. A hot meal and a warm bed have been two things I've left without for far too long.
Here it shall be that I retake my vows and find purpose. To the Oathlands continued growth and to my dear father, who I miss every day.
But I don't aspire to digress into such complaints. This place is beautiful and its people are plentiful and so very interesting! I must give many thanks to Marquessa Demura for meeting with me the very same day I arrived. A hot meal and a warm bed have been two things I've left without for far too long.
Here it shall be that I retake my vows and find purpose. To the Oathlands continued growth and to my dear father, who I miss every day.
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