Written By Jaenelle
Sept. 6, 2020, 7:58 p.m.(12/22/1013 AR)
The Third Feast went beautifully. Everyone seemed to enjoy the menu and the company, and that is what it is all about.
Written By Jaenelle
Aug. 30, 2020, 8:46 p.m.(12/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Celeste
I am so proud of the choices you have made and the path they have led you down.
Written By Jaenelle
Aug. 16, 2020, 9:22 p.m.(11/8/1013 AR)
There is nothing better than sitting around the dining room table with friends and family. I am so proud and impressed daily with those I surround myself with. Though everything, we are stronger together.
Written By Jaenelle
Aug. 9, 2020, 4:53 p.m.(10/22/1013 AR)
Every year or so I need to take a moment to compose myself, find my balance once more, and accept the changes that I have had to go through. To re-evaluate those in my life, removing those who no longer offer anything and to welcome those who offer everything. To strengthen the bonds I have created with allies and to uphold the words of my House to mean every letter without hesitation.
I am ready to begin again.
I am ready to begin again.
Written By Jaenelle
July 19, 2020, 10:30 p.m.(9/8/1013 AR)
I have never found it as hard to come up with a new outfit idea then I do when presented with princeless material. I need to sit in the city center and draw inspiration soon.
Written By Jaenelle
July 5, 2020, 10:07 p.m.(8/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Rorik
I have never seen a less graceful spider in my entire life, and I am probably a better person for it.
Written By Jaenelle
July 5, 2020, 9:54 p.m.(8/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Niklas
For some reason, I always seem to come in second place in whatever competition I seem to enter. Usually, this is due to Prince Niklas also entering the competition and not winning at all. You are welcome for that second place victory, prince Niklas. You are welcome!
Written By Jaenelle
July 5, 2020, 12:22 a.m.(8/7/1013 AR)
Fifteen.
Written By Jaenelle
June 14, 2020, 9:02 p.m.(6/22/1013 AR)
I would like to think that my birthday party, hosted by the lovely Dame Eleanor, went beautifully. I can not thank all who wrote or attended (please forgive me for those who could not after the ship decided to sail itself), enough for making it special.
Written By Jaenelle
June 3, 2020, 11:37 p.m.(6/1/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Leona
Happy Birthday, Leona. You are my favorite twin sister. Visit soon, two years is too long.
Written By Jaenelle
May 20, 2020, 8:31 a.m.(4/27/1013 AR)
To ask for help does not make a person weak.
To offer help does not make a person foolish.
Accepting help does not make a person a failure.
Needing to provide help does not make a person incompetent.
One can never prepare for everything, unfortunately life is filled with things people can not possibly imagine. What we can do is learn from each occurrence when we were forced to bend beneath the pressure of a new situation. We have bent in the past, but we have never and will never break beneath the weight. We will always come out stronger, wiser, and more prepared for the future.
To offer help does not make a person foolish.
Accepting help does not make a person a failure.
Needing to provide help does not make a person incompetent.
One can never prepare for everything, unfortunately life is filled with things people can not possibly imagine. What we can do is learn from each occurrence when we were forced to bend beneath the pressure of a new situation. We have bent in the past, but we have never and will never break beneath the weight. We will always come out stronger, wiser, and more prepared for the future.
Written By Jaenelle
May 15, 2020, 11:36 p.m.(4/19/1013 AR)
Recently I was given the gift of a duckling who had no name. I will not judge the giver of the gift, for who judges a gift duck in the beak, but he should have clearly given the duck a grand name befitting his station before gifting him. So a contest was had! Name the duckling, win a sword. There were so many wonderful names, but the one selected was offered by Lord Olivian Malvici!
Sir Thad Quackington, the duck.
Sir Thad Quackington, the duck.
Written By Jaenelle
May 12, 2020, 11:02 a.m.(4/12/1013 AR)
My first marriage was to strengthen the alliance between House Thrax and House Velenosa. I did not love him.
My second marriage was for a number of reasons. The forgotten son coming home needed to establish himself within the family he had returned. We were told to play nice, so we did. It was a completely logical decision, one that happened as we were speaking one evening. It would be beneficial if we married. I am certain many people thought there was no benefit from marrying, but there was, things I will not speak of in public for he is dead and they are no longer important. Did love come? The word was rarely if ever spoken if memory serves me, but something transpired that was uniquely us. There was balance. Love coming from creating a child together. A love of understanding always the positions one holds. Flexibility.
A partner is more important than love. someone who will test you at every corner, who will make you rise to every challenge, a person who enhances your strengths and is there to strengthen your weaknesses. Who drives you insane because only they know that you are free to be yourself around them.
My second marriage was for a number of reasons. The forgotten son coming home needed to establish himself within the family he had returned. We were told to play nice, so we did. It was a completely logical decision, one that happened as we were speaking one evening. It would be beneficial if we married. I am certain many people thought there was no benefit from marrying, but there was, things I will not speak of in public for he is dead and they are no longer important. Did love come? The word was rarely if ever spoken if memory serves me, but something transpired that was uniquely us. There was balance. Love coming from creating a child together. A love of understanding always the positions one holds. Flexibility.
A partner is more important than love. someone who will test you at every corner, who will make you rise to every challenge, a person who enhances your strengths and is there to strengthen your weaknesses. Who drives you insane because only they know that you are free to be yourself around them.
Written By Jaenelle
May 10, 2020, 8:58 p.m.(4/8/1013 AR)
My vacation within the North...ern ward is over, and I enjoyed the hospitality they have shown a great deal. While I did not get to see everything I wished, that simply means I have reason to return.
Written By Jaenelle
May 6, 2020, 12:26 a.m.(3/27/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Hadrian
Please do not encourage Victus to strap anything to anything else.
Written By Jaenelle
May 3, 2020, 2:01 a.m.(3/21/1013 AR)
Apparently the answer was more alcohol. Thank you to all who sent me various bottles of liquor.
Written By Jaenelle
April 29, 2020, 12:17 a.m.(3/13/1013 AR)
I have grown to hate Thursdays. I despise them even. They have become a reminder of everything I have lost, and they occur without fail each week. I should consider this problem logically... How do I make Thursdays a day I look forward to and not a day I loath? How do I replace what Thursdays once meant with something equally as important without those who made Thursdays enjoyable in the first place?
Written By Jaenelle
April 26, 2020, 10:38 p.m.(3/9/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Rorik
It was an impressive table.
Written By Jaenelle
April 26, 2020, 10:36 p.m.(3/9/1013 AR)
I enjoyed hosting the Lyceum Taste of Arx, and everyone else's seemed to enjoy the murder mystery game I created. Granted it took a turn I was not expecting. I met many new faces as well, which is always exciting. Sometimes I feel I have met everyone already.
Written By Jaenelle
April 12, 2020, 8:45 p.m.(2/8/1013 AR)
The dark, the light, the shreds of hope which are ripped apart at the seams.
The desperate way the strands call out, the weaves lost in a dream.
The delicate strands will once more be whole and return upon the wheel.
One by one each gathered close; to mend, repair, and heal.
A silent moment shared in faith; to mourn to cheer, to know.
The humbling knowledge with which neither willingly bestowed.
The tiny ember will turn to spark, that spark will turn to flame,
And slowly in time, that which you lost, will once more be reclaimed.
The desperate way the strands call out, the weaves lost in a dream.
The delicate strands will once more be whole and return upon the wheel.
One by one each gathered close; to mend, repair, and heal.
A silent moment shared in faith; to mourn to cheer, to know.
The humbling knowledge with which neither willingly bestowed.
The tiny ember will turn to spark, that spark will turn to flame,
And slowly in time, that which you lost, will once more be reclaimed.
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