Written By Rowynna
Jan. 3, 2021, 2:53 p.m.(9/8/1014 AR)
I have come to the conclusion that the reason I prefer the cooler months of autumn and winter is because I can quite reasonably closet myself away in either the Great Archive or one of the many private libraries in the city. There is nothing wrong in closing the door on the world and losing oneself to the pleasure of turning the page of an unread book. There's an excitement in the finding of an author that speaks to your mind and I, for one, will relish the longer and darker evenings when fires will once more be lit and I can comfortably revert to form.
Written By Allegra
Jan. 3, 2021, 2:34 p.m.(9/8/1014 AR)
I wonder how my life had been had I been born into a life of servitude. Would it be much simpler...or that much harder?
Written By Yuri
Jan. 3, 2021, 2:29 p.m.(9/8/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Medeia
Ah, Lady Medeia does the Marquis and I such a kindness, scholar.
Though, we are such exemplars of Lycene charm by the providence of the company we keep, the beauty untold in our midst, and the honor it is to be of the Lyceum.
Suffice to say, trust that Marquis Tessere and I shall be champions of this charm if there continues to be a haunt where we may do so!
I can never get enough of a Lady Eswynd-approved soiree.
Though, we are such exemplars of Lycene charm by the providence of the company we keep, the beauty untold in our midst, and the honor it is to be of the Lyceum.
Suffice to say, trust that Marquis Tessere and I shall be champions of this charm if there continues to be a haunt where we may do so!
I can never get enough of a Lady Eswynd-approved soiree.
Written By Calista
Jan. 3, 2021, 2:04 p.m.(9/8/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Dio
The man, the myth, the legend; On paper he caught my attention but in the flesh nearly stole my breath away. Praise pours from his lips like the flowing wine from a decanter and offers the same heady and dizzying effect that such libations produce.
It was a pleasure to finally make his acquaintance and to only be further enchanted by the man they refer to as a legendary pirate. Certainly I escaped unscathed this time.
It was a pleasure to finally make his acquaintance and to only be further enchanted by the man they refer to as a legendary pirate. Certainly I escaped unscathed this time.
Written By Calista
Jan. 3, 2021, 2:04 p.m.(9/8/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Dio
The man, the myth, the legend; On paper he caught my attention but in the flesh nearly stole my breath away. Praise pours from his lips like the flowing wine from a decanter and offers the same heady and dizzying effect that such libations produce.
It was a pleasure to finally make his acquaintance and to only be further enchanted by the man they refer to as a legendary pirate. Certainly I escaped unscathed this time.
It was a pleasure to finally make his acquaintance and to only be further enchanted by the man they refer to as a legendary pirate. Certainly I escaped unscathed this time.
Written By Kiera
Jan. 3, 2021, 12:45 p.m.(9/8/1014 AR)
Lottie's is becoming quite the social hub. Huge crowds both times i visited. It was fun catching up wih friends, meeting new people and trying dfferent sweets. I even ran in to sunaia whom i'd not seen in ages
Written By Scylla
Jan. 3, 2021, 11:33 a.m.(9/8/1014 AR)
I crafted an endless number of theories for my past, each version with the same outcome: I was missed by my family, whoever and wherever they were. As it turns out, the one constant I believed true was the only thing that wasn't. My parents and my sole sibling are deceased. There are no reunions to be had, no loose ends to be tied up. It is time to simply put it all behind me and move forward.
Whatever else I may feel for this revelation, Scholar, self-pity is not among them. The things that I discovered about my parents post mortem informed me that they do not deserve to be longed after nor missed, so quick as they were to betray their own children. Further still, there are so many others, those who risked life and limb to assist me in my hunt for the truth, selflessly and fearlessly, that have more than made up for the loss of those wretched few. To the members of House Blackshore, and one very brave, trusted gentleman sworn to said house, I humbly thank you for your assistance and patience on that most toilsome journey; for trusting me as I guided you to places unknown, even to me. I will spend the rest of my life reinvesting all I've gained as a result of this discovery back into your lives, for as long as it is in my power to do so.
To my brother, lost at sea: rest easy. We'll find each other again someday.
Whatever else I may feel for this revelation, Scholar, self-pity is not among them. The things that I discovered about my parents post mortem informed me that they do not deserve to be longed after nor missed, so quick as they were to betray their own children. Further still, there are so many others, those who risked life and limb to assist me in my hunt for the truth, selflessly and fearlessly, that have more than made up for the loss of those wretched few. To the members of House Blackshore, and one very brave, trusted gentleman sworn to said house, I humbly thank you for your assistance and patience on that most toilsome journey; for trusting me as I guided you to places unknown, even to me. I will spend the rest of my life reinvesting all I've gained as a result of this discovery back into your lives, for as long as it is in my power to do so.
To my brother, lost at sea: rest easy. We'll find each other again someday.
Written By Lustry
Jan. 3, 2021, 1:13 a.m.(9/7/1014 AR)
I am excited for my future rum contest and eager to receive more rums for judging. I wonder which ones might win, what amazing things will be made with the vouchers that are the prizes. And I am already thinking up future contests as well. One for mead I will hold at the Golden Hart. Then I wish to host another at a new location for ales and wines to compete, not against one another, in two seperate categories upon that night. And then Another new location for light and dark liquors, also into two seperate categories. I think such parties can be quite the amount of fun and bring just how creative all the lovely people of Arx are. Such creation brings my heart joy.
Written By Teague
Jan. 3, 2021, 12:39 a.m.(9/7/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Clarisse
I could not do this without my dearest sister. She is a blessing to my family, and to my house. She works so hard for so many people in this city already, healer, kind-hearted and steadfast friend, and best sister in this city. I hope the world knows how much, she is willing to do for those she enjoys the company of.
Written By Teague
Jan. 3, 2021, 12:38 a.m.(9/7/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Reagan
So much to do lately to get ready. But she is helping me, it is helping us navigate our way. A small test before the war as a house is coming. Showing our power, as one now so later we can shine.
Written By Raziel
Jan. 2, 2021, 10:54 p.m.(9/7/1014 AR)
Every time I behold a flight of stairs, I have a thought for the architect. And whether they'd still like it if one were to bring a hammer upon their kneecaps and made them climb up and down their bloody stairs.
Written By Cecilia
Jan. 2, 2021, 10:05 p.m.(9/7/1014 AR)
I have come back to the city. Stormward was just too quiet and it was too hard waiting for impending doom on that island. So I came back. Arx be warned.
Written By Medeia
Jan. 2, 2021, 9:38 p.m.(9/7/1014 AR)
I recently had the joy of returning to Saikland Greens for the first time since I came to the city nearly a year ago, and while it is no longer my home since marriage, a piece of my heart will always belong there. The only thing more exciting than that in itself was being able to share the experience with my husband and my marquessa, and some two dozen others as I hosted the Midsummer Mirrorball at the Grand Mirrored Ballroom of the Thirteenth - a cherished and underutilized location. I was sad that I didn't get to see Neilda while I was there, though. She was out with the Saikland ships doing some training exercises the whole time. I'm sure we will see each other, soon.
Of note at the ball: Princess Sorrel danced with Baroness Ember in a display so spectacular one could be forgiven for thinking they were celestial beings orbiting one another in time to the music. And Ember certainly wore something. I think. It may well have been paint, actually. Duchess Calista was radiant. Count Duarte seems to always have a party follow him. Marquis Gaspar and Lord Yuri were exemplars of Lycene charm, as always. And, I was delighted by how many new people I got to meet. A Harlequin! Lady Jennyva of House Shepherd, whom I look forward to getting to know more. And Admiral Scylla, an exceptional woman.
Of note at the ball: Princess Sorrel danced with Baroness Ember in a display so spectacular one could be forgiven for thinking they were celestial beings orbiting one another in time to the music. And Ember certainly wore something. I think. It may well have been paint, actually. Duchess Calista was radiant. Count Duarte seems to always have a party follow him. Marquis Gaspar and Lord Yuri were exemplars of Lycene charm, as always. And, I was delighted by how many new people I got to meet. A Harlequin! Lady Jennyva of House Shepherd, whom I look forward to getting to know more. And Admiral Scylla, an exceptional woman.
Written By Emberly
Jan. 2, 2021, 8:51 p.m.(9/7/1014 AR)
Soft,
gentle,
shifting through the air.
Peaceful as the night, still and sweet
Stirring thoughts, incomplete...
a gentle smile, a longing touch
Piercing eyes, A gentle heart
Sweeping still throughout.
Thoughts swirling like the sea,
Ebb and flowing turbulently
Midnight oil
burning bright
bringing forth a
guiding light
shifting
folding
tide it pulls
the thoughts from
my longing soul
gentle,
shifting through the air.
Peaceful as the night, still and sweet
Stirring thoughts, incomplete...
a gentle smile, a longing touch
Piercing eyes, A gentle heart
Sweeping still throughout.
Thoughts swirling like the sea,
Ebb and flowing turbulently
Midnight oil
burning bright
bringing forth a
guiding light
shifting
folding
tide it pulls
the thoughts from
my longing soul
Written By Sunaia
Jan. 2, 2021, 8:48 p.m.(9/7/1014 AR)
Scholar Einar, I'm just writing here to say that I'm going to avoid the Lyceum Ward for at least a week.
At least.
I know you're going to encourage me to write it down (praise Vellichor) but, honestly? I don't think I want to.
Not here.
It --
At least.
I know you're going to encourage me to write it down (praise Vellichor) but, honestly? I don't think I want to.
Not here.
It --
Written By Sydney
Jan. 2, 2021, 7:59 p.m.(9/7/1014 AR)
Well, this seems as good a night as any to drink myself senseless.
Certainly, we've all had these days?
Certainly, we've all had these days?
Written By Sapphira
Jan. 2, 2021, 7:29 p.m.(9/7/1014 AR)
Oddmun and I could wait no longer after our courtship. We were married some weeks past, and could not be happier. I am settling well into my life in Giant's Reach, and have come to enjoy the company of the Marquis and Marquessa as well. My cousin made certain I did not go to my new home alone, as I now have a corgi pup called Una keeping me company. Una and Zephyr, my mare, seem to get along well, for which I am glad.
There are times I think of Whitehawk Manor, and my cousin, and miss both. They will always be dear to me. But I am also very grateful for the blessing of the life I have now. Sasha and Cirroch have been rather insistent upon spoiling me where they can, over and above my protests. First it was a stunning outfit from Sasha that I have yet to find a grand enough occasion worthy of wearing it. Then it was a music room added on to Sanna Manor. I think, though, that was partially selfish on their part, as it would make a very good place to teach their little ones about music and the arts.
I suspect it will not be long, though, till I add to the nursery. It seems the Gods have seen fit to bless the union of Oddmun and I with a child. As the days go on, I cannot help but dream a little bit of the life the little one will have with us when they are born. They will know love, a good home, a caring family, and as the years go on, I pray they will know all the joys I could ever wish for them.
There are times I think of Whitehawk Manor, and my cousin, and miss both. They will always be dear to me. But I am also very grateful for the blessing of the life I have now. Sasha and Cirroch have been rather insistent upon spoiling me where they can, over and above my protests. First it was a stunning outfit from Sasha that I have yet to find a grand enough occasion worthy of wearing it. Then it was a music room added on to Sanna Manor. I think, though, that was partially selfish on their part, as it would make a very good place to teach their little ones about music and the arts.
I suspect it will not be long, though, till I add to the nursery. It seems the Gods have seen fit to bless the union of Oddmun and I with a child. As the days go on, I cannot help but dream a little bit of the life the little one will have with us when they are born. They will know love, a good home, a caring family, and as the years go on, I pray they will know all the joys I could ever wish for them.
Written By Neve
Jan. 2, 2021, 7:15 p.m.(9/7/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Ciro
I really like playing Pirate with you!
Do you think I would look like a pirate with a hat, and a eyepatch? And some Lycene Piratey-garb?
Just don't want to board a ship. Ugh. Boats. Swaying without the dirty earthy under your feet.
Bonus being Pirate: Treasures, and booty and..and..you get to say Arrrrrgh! And lots of Hurrahs!
Negatives: Being on run from law. Murdery thievey things. Boats.
Mmmn, I guess it's not a Pirate's Life for me. Boats seals it.
Do you think I would look like a pirate with a hat, and a eyepatch? And some Lycene Piratey-garb?
Just don't want to board a ship. Ugh. Boats. Swaying without the dirty earthy under your feet.
Bonus being Pirate: Treasures, and booty and..and..you get to say Arrrrrgh! And lots of Hurrahs!
Negatives: Being on run from law. Murdery thievey things. Boats.
Mmmn, I guess it's not a Pirate's Life for me. Boats seals it.
Written By Piccola
Jan. 2, 2021, 4:30 p.m.(9/6/1014 AR)
One day a dozen years ago, I was a young woman in a small mercenary company.
My captain told me to train with a village yeoman for a month while the company left to guard a lord's holding deep in a forest. After a couple of weeks I was lonely for my company, so I left the village and traveled into the woods to find them. When I did, I rushed into the camp at about dinner time, expecting to be received at the table with the rest of the young men and women.
Instead, my captain dragged me out of the camp by my hair and beat me within an inch of my life.
"You fool," he shouted at me. "What good is cloth cut from the loom half-finished?" I explained why I had left, and he called me a deserter. "What good am I without my family?" I asked of him, broken-hearted. And so he asked of me, "what good is a soldier who cannot follow orders?" I felt the shame rise inside of me and I walked back to the village in dishonor.
A week later, I learned my company had been ambushed and annihilated completely.
My captain told me to train with a village yeoman for a month while the company left to guard a lord's holding deep in a forest. After a couple of weeks I was lonely for my company, so I left the village and traveled into the woods to find them. When I did, I rushed into the camp at about dinner time, expecting to be received at the table with the rest of the young men and women.
Instead, my captain dragged me out of the camp by my hair and beat me within an inch of my life.
"You fool," he shouted at me. "What good is cloth cut from the loom half-finished?" I explained why I had left, and he called me a deserter. "What good am I without my family?" I asked of him, broken-hearted. And so he asked of me, "what good is a soldier who cannot follow orders?" I felt the shame rise inside of me and I walked back to the village in dishonor.
A week later, I learned my company had been ambushed and annihilated completely.
Written By Neve
Jan. 2, 2021, 4:09 p.m.(9/6/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Sunaia
She's so pale! And um, be careful, she bites!
Pretty hair though, blondie like me. And she's forest folk like me.
She's kind of like my fox now that I think about it. Fiesty. Pretty to look at, even if out of place. Bites sometimes.
Pretty hair though, blondie like me. And she's forest folk like me.
She's kind of like my fox now that I think about it. Fiesty. Pretty to look at, even if out of place. Bites sometimes.
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