Written By Perronne
Sept. 5, 2018, 12:20 p.m.(7/15/1009 AR)
I have been writing.
I have been writing a LOT. A whole bunch of this was pre-written, of course, over the years I've been on the roads (and off the roads!) of Arvum, but it all has to be written again, in the same document this time. I haven't really been doing much except working and writing for the last couple of weeks. Oh! And helping with a certain project, but that is also work, so my new rooms are just a mess of parchment, ink, wood shavings, rope and chain bits, and so forth.
It's actually been very exciting! There's something about looking back on things you wrote years ago that both bring back those memories, but also help you recognize how you've changed and learned and grown. Sometimes I think maybe that's one of the big reasons, even more so that the preservation of knowledge, that Vellichor has us write our journals - has EVERYONE write journals, not just the people who make the big decisions, or who are present for those events that really end up counted as 'history' when it's all said and done. But even for someone like me, I can read the words of Perronne-of-five-years-ago, and I can remember the things she was learning, and how some of them ended up being wrong, but some of them were RIGHT, and I shouldn't forget either what I learned, or that it might change as I learn even more.
Wisdom is kinda memory, isn't it? Remembering things, and moving forward with what you learned from them. And journals and Archives are sort of all of our memories all mushed together, so that we don't just have to learn from our own experiences, but can also learn from the lives of others. Of course, what I'm writing now isn't a journal! I mean. What I'm writing RIGHT THIS SECOND is a journal, because look! I'm writing in my journal! But the project which I am currently undertaking but which I am not in the immediate process of writing in as of this very moment, but which I will soon be back in the process of writing in as soon as I am finished writing this particular thing which is a journal and not a proje--
Sod it. I'm just going to submit this journal and get back to work!
I have been writing a LOT. A whole bunch of this was pre-written, of course, over the years I've been on the roads (and off the roads!) of Arvum, but it all has to be written again, in the same document this time. I haven't really been doing much except working and writing for the last couple of weeks. Oh! And helping with a certain project, but that is also work, so my new rooms are just a mess of parchment, ink, wood shavings, rope and chain bits, and so forth.
It's actually been very exciting! There's something about looking back on things you wrote years ago that both bring back those memories, but also help you recognize how you've changed and learned and grown. Sometimes I think maybe that's one of the big reasons, even more so that the preservation of knowledge, that Vellichor has us write our journals - has EVERYONE write journals, not just the people who make the big decisions, or who are present for those events that really end up counted as 'history' when it's all said and done. But even for someone like me, I can read the words of Perronne-of-five-years-ago, and I can remember the things she was learning, and how some of them ended up being wrong, but some of them were RIGHT, and I shouldn't forget either what I learned, or that it might change as I learn even more.
Wisdom is kinda memory, isn't it? Remembering things, and moving forward with what you learned from them. And journals and Archives are sort of all of our memories all mushed together, so that we don't just have to learn from our own experiences, but can also learn from the lives of others. Of course, what I'm writing now isn't a journal! I mean. What I'm writing RIGHT THIS SECOND is a journal, because look! I'm writing in my journal! But the project which I am currently undertaking but which I am not in the immediate process of writing in as of this very moment, but which I will soon be back in the process of writing in as soon as I am finished writing this particular thing which is a journal and not a proje--
Sod it. I'm just going to submit this journal and get back to work!
Written By Perronne
Sept. 1, 2018, 6:14 p.m.(7/4/1009 AR)
The generosity of some of the people of Arx is astounding. Just remarkable.
I received a gift today - a steel capped staff of extraordinary make, crafted by the hand of Dame Ida, Hammer of the West, and given to me out of a bewildering kindness by Sir Gerard. It is beautiful! It is exceptionally well-suited for smacking people on the head! (I have been told to avoid using chairs for this purpose in the future.) I can see the craftsmanship in it - I think it is very probably the finest weapon I've ever owned.
It makes me all sniffly and I have had to wipe my eyes a couple of times while looking at it. Also, it makes me want to find an ADVENTURE so that I can hit something with it. It needs a name, though.
DOOMSTICK??
I received a gift today - a steel capped staff of extraordinary make, crafted by the hand of Dame Ida, Hammer of the West, and given to me out of a bewildering kindness by Sir Gerard. It is beautiful! It is exceptionally well-suited for smacking people on the head! (I have been told to avoid using chairs for this purpose in the future.) I can see the craftsmanship in it - I think it is very probably the finest weapon I've ever owned.
It makes me all sniffly and I have had to wipe my eyes a couple of times while looking at it. Also, it makes me want to find an ADVENTURE so that I can hit something with it. It needs a name, though.
DOOMSTICK??
Written By Perronne
Aug. 29, 2018, 9:34 p.m.(6/26/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Calaudrin
I would like to answer the unwarranted insinuations made against me by Sir Calaudrin Estardes! It's very important!
1) I have no outstanding arrest warrants in any land, that I know of! I try to make sure I never leave evide---I mean, um, I never do anything wrong! That would be bad.
2) The fake name was for YOUR COMFORT! I even said so! It was so you would feel better! It was an act of kindness and charity that the gods smile upon!
3) It was, as Grandmaster Thena said, a damned good hit! I am not ashamed. It was attempting (poorly) to assault a Knight of Solace! That's just rude, and it deserves gentle and loving correction. With a chair.
I hope that this has cleared up any confusion which may arise from reading CERTAIN white journals, and dispel any unwarranted suspicions about my innocent and blameless nature!
1) I have no outstanding arrest warrants in any land, that I know of! I try to make sure I never leave evide---I mean, um, I never do anything wrong! That would be bad.
2) The fake name was for YOUR COMFORT! I even said so! It was so you would feel better! It was an act of kindness and charity that the gods smile upon!
3) It was, as Grandmaster Thena said, a damned good hit! I am not ashamed. It was attempting (poorly) to assault a Knight of Solace! That's just rude, and it deserves gentle and loving correction. With a chair.
I hope that this has cleared up any confusion which may arise from reading CERTAIN white journals, and dispel any unwarranted suspicions about my innocent and blameless nature!
Written By Perronne
Aug. 29, 2018, 3 p.m.(6/26/1009 AR)
I hit someone with a chair!
They started it, they deserved it, and they're FINE. I promise. Very hard head on some folks.
It was very exciting, although I have certainly lost some upper body strength with all this city living. Maybe I ought to start practicing my spear forms again, before going out into the wilderness again.
Speaking of, I should go grape hunting, soon. That might be a fun little adventure!
They started it, they deserved it, and they're FINE. I promise. Very hard head on some folks.
It was very exciting, although I have certainly lost some upper body strength with all this city living. Maybe I ought to start practicing my spear forms again, before going out into the wilderness again.
Speaking of, I should go grape hunting, soon. That might be a fun little adventure!
Written By Perronne
Aug. 28, 2018, 10:28 a.m.(6/23/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Aureth
I have the greatest respect for Father Aureth, really I do!
But I am not entirely certain that he can actually give people permission to assault him. As a Legate. I mean, maybe in private? But I feel like socking a Legate in the face in public is likely to end with being stabbed many times by angry Templars, no matter how much Father Aureth might protest that no, this was a totally okay thing to happen.
I would suggest this same caution when it comes to punching Princes, or really anyone who happens to outrank you! What someone may be okay with as a person, their very dedicated guards probably won't be, and it would be sad to have people killed for silly reasons! Maybe you can do something else instead. Like, draw a butt on parchment and send them a picture of a butt. Maybe with an arrow pointing to the butt and saying "YOU" in big letters, if you think they might be a little dense.
Or have many fish shipped to their house. Many, many fish. Especially in summer!
But I am not entirely certain that he can actually give people permission to assault him. As a Legate. I mean, maybe in private? But I feel like socking a Legate in the face in public is likely to end with being stabbed many times by angry Templars, no matter how much Father Aureth might protest that no, this was a totally okay thing to happen.
I would suggest this same caution when it comes to punching Princes, or really anyone who happens to outrank you! What someone may be okay with as a person, their very dedicated guards probably won't be, and it would be sad to have people killed for silly reasons! Maybe you can do something else instead. Like, draw a butt on parchment and send them a picture of a butt. Maybe with an arrow pointing to the butt and saying "YOU" in big letters, if you think they might be a little dense.
Or have many fish shipped to their house. Many, many fish. Especially in summer!
Written By Perronne
Aug. 27, 2018, 2:35 p.m.(6/22/1009 AR)
Whew! I have taken over the little apartment over my shop, and have been moving my things in between commissions and attempting to mind the shop at least a LITTLE - my assistant is a lovely fellow, but if you don't check in on him every once in a while, then he does have a tendency to go moon over the handsome actors going in and out of the theater. I have told him to just ask the blond fellow out for a drink already, but then he turns the color of a brick and goes to hide among the boxes for an hour. So, I will leave him to tend his own love affairs, or simply enjoy pining from afar.
I don't blame him! I like a good pine myself, sometimes. The wistful sighs, the melancholy staring out the window with a small token of the object of your affection clutched in one hand. It's a good time! I shall leave him be.
Otherwise, I must offer praise to the best of business partners: Master Mayir Grayhope. Always reliable, fantastically knowledgeable, and able to be cheerful and clever all at once. One of the people in the city who it is always a pleasure to work with! He's also good company, which is about the highest complement that I can give of a person! Good company is IMPORTANT.
Other otherwise, I continue to make my profits and progress here in Arx. It is a strange, beautiful city with a lot of mystery and secrets. Oh! And I flew a kite! And I was kite-crashed by a young man, but then I flew ANOTHER kite, and that was a lot of fun! I even got a trophy. I am VERY proud of it.
I don't blame him! I like a good pine myself, sometimes. The wistful sighs, the melancholy staring out the window with a small token of the object of your affection clutched in one hand. It's a good time! I shall leave him be.
Otherwise, I must offer praise to the best of business partners: Master Mayir Grayhope. Always reliable, fantastically knowledgeable, and able to be cheerful and clever all at once. One of the people in the city who it is always a pleasure to work with! He's also good company, which is about the highest complement that I can give of a person! Good company is IMPORTANT.
Other otherwise, I continue to make my profits and progress here in Arx. It is a strange, beautiful city with a lot of mystery and secrets. Oh! And I flew a kite! And I was kite-crashed by a young man, but then I flew ANOTHER kite, and that was a lot of fun! I even got a trophy. I am VERY proud of it.
Written By Perronne
Aug. 25, 2018, 12:01 p.m.(6/17/1009 AR)
Oh, ugh.
Wonderful birthday! There was ale, and wine, and a bottle of VERY fine whiskey gifted to me by a vanquisher of ducks. I did not drink the whole bottle, and I danced, and I spent time with new friends, and I stayed so long in the Grotto baths that my toes turned into a veritable maze of wrinkles.
But I am paying for it today, for if I did not drink the whole bottle, I did drink enough. By Mangata's Morning Migraines, I regret some of my life choices in this moment.
Ugh, even the ink smells. It smells terrible. I feel sick. I'll turn this in later.
Wonderful birthday! There was ale, and wine, and a bottle of VERY fine whiskey gifted to me by a vanquisher of ducks. I did not drink the whole bottle, and I danced, and I spent time with new friends, and I stayed so long in the Grotto baths that my toes turned into a veritable maze of wrinkles.
But I am paying for it today, for if I did not drink the whole bottle, I did drink enough. By Mangata's Morning Migraines, I regret some of my life choices in this moment.
Ugh, even the ink smells. It smells terrible. I feel sick. I'll turn this in later.
Written By Perronne
Aug. 24, 2018, 5:58 p.m.(6/16/1009 AR)
Hello Vellichor!
It's my birthday! Which you know, of course. I no longer have much contact with my witnesses, I'm afraid, but I hope that you have seen me over the year, and that what you have recorded of my life pleases the Pantheon. Over the next year, I hope to establish myself as a success, find good friends, and see places and things that I've never seen before!
Please let me be worthy of the life bestowed upon me by the gods, and let me live the virtues to the greatest extent I am able.
For today, though, please don't be upset if I spend it dancing! And eating delicious food. And at the baths! And, um, well it's a big city. I'm sure I'll find something pretty wonderful to do.
It's my birthday! Which you know, of course. I no longer have much contact with my witnesses, I'm afraid, but I hope that you have seen me over the year, and that what you have recorded of my life pleases the Pantheon. Over the next year, I hope to establish myself as a success, find good friends, and see places and things that I've never seen before!
Please let me be worthy of the life bestowed upon me by the gods, and let me live the virtues to the greatest extent I am able.
For today, though, please don't be upset if I spend it dancing! And eating delicious food. And at the baths! And, um, well it's a big city. I'm sure I'll find something pretty wonderful to do.
Written By Perronne
Aug. 23, 2018, 12:11 p.m.(6/13/1009 AR)
And now I am hot and sweaty and tired, but I feel like I need to commit my work to the journals anyway. Also, it's actually pretty cool at the writing tables. I think they try to keep it dry in here? It's nice!
Anyway, WORK. I managed to finally unbox the shipment from some of my old storage places. Not everything survived the journey, sadly (alas, poor mice figurines, you were lovely and now you are quartz shards) but some of the best pieces did. I've polished, restored glass in the mirror, picked a fields worth of straw out of my hair, my clothes, and the artifacts, and put them up for sale. The pieces range from fairly simple in the person of a matched set of guardian figurines, to elaborate, such as the Alarice glass cup. I think my favorite is that one, really. My least favorite is the mariner's astrolabe. It's PRETTY! But it's very heavy and it almost fell on my foot! Twice!
Maybe because I was trying to use it, and I don't know how to use a mariner's astrolabe. On the bright side, if someone purchases it who has no interest in the sea, it still makes a really excellent blunt instrument of murder.
Not that anyone WOULD do that. Of course. Yes.
Anyway, WORK. I managed to finally unbox the shipment from some of my old storage places. Not everything survived the journey, sadly (alas, poor mice figurines, you were lovely and now you are quartz shards) but some of the best pieces did. I've polished, restored glass in the mirror, picked a fields worth of straw out of my hair, my clothes, and the artifacts, and put them up for sale. The pieces range from fairly simple in the person of a matched set of guardian figurines, to elaborate, such as the Alarice glass cup. I think my favorite is that one, really. My least favorite is the mariner's astrolabe. It's PRETTY! But it's very heavy and it almost fell on my foot! Twice!
Maybe because I was trying to use it, and I don't know how to use a mariner's astrolabe. On the bright side, if someone purchases it who has no interest in the sea, it still makes a really excellent blunt instrument of murder.
Not that anyone WOULD do that. Of course. Yes.
Written By Perronne
Aug. 21, 2018, 10:39 p.m.(6/9/1009 AR)
I apologize to Vellichor, because this is actually sort of a repeat of something written and archived elsewhere. But it's a formative enough story, for me, that I kinda want it close, in case I start to forget! And, who knows, maybe some young merchant will read it one day and take something useful away from it. Or have a good laugh at my expense. Either way!
When I first set out on my own, it was really just me. I didn't even have a donkey, yet. Just a girl and her pack and her spear, and a big wide world filled with treasures and adventures. Also bugs, food poisoning, and bandits. It's really not a safe life, being a traveling peddler, especially if you're not local, and don't have any important local friends. There are shavs, sure, and bandits who might as well be shavs, since they've been outlawed and driven from civilized lands. But you'd be surprised how many honest townsfolk'll indulge in a spot of robbery themselves when times are lean, or they think they can get away with it.
One of the first villages I visited, the reception was quite warm. People came, chatted, bought my goods, and even offered to put me up, since the place wasn't big enough for an inn. It had a lot of spirits, though - the liquid kind. People kept filling my mug, and I was still operating by a different standard of etiquette - it would have been rude to refuse my host! Eventually, I passed out flat.
And woke up, unsurprisingly, in a heap at the edge of the village, sans goods and sans silver. I was shocked! Horrified! I actually, for some reason, thought maybe there had been a mistake, and maybe I had just had a bit of a drunken wander. I returned to my host, who claimed never to have seen my face before. Villagers who had laughed and clapped me on the back just the other night sniffed as I went looking for help, and muttered about outsiders who were no better than they ought to be. I went to the magistrate, who was not at all interested in hearing accusations against honest townsfolk from a "shiftless wanderer" like myself. It was made pretty clear that if I hung around much longer, it was quite likely that some villagers would start finding that they were missing goods they were sure they had, and guess who would be the only possible culprit?
So, I left. Luckily, I'd spent a lot of time with the gameskeeper as well as the steward when I was young, and I could keep myself fed pretty well, and by the time I made my way to the next town, I had some dried herbs and pelts to sell - they brought in just enough to replace my supplies, and I slept in barns at night, doing research on my next delve by day. I learned how to turn down drinks when working, even when others really wanted me to, and that a lot of people you wouldn't figure have a little bit of wicked inside of them, when they think they can get away with it. The house Seraph would have called that our little demons, struggling to turn us against the Virtues. It was a good lesson, though, and these days, I'm glad it happened early on, when I could learn from it without being crippled by it. I guess I should be grateful to that little village.
Doesn't mean I AM, but I guess there could be an argument made.
When I first set out on my own, it was really just me. I didn't even have a donkey, yet. Just a girl and her pack and her spear, and a big wide world filled with treasures and adventures. Also bugs, food poisoning, and bandits. It's really not a safe life, being a traveling peddler, especially if you're not local, and don't have any important local friends. There are shavs, sure, and bandits who might as well be shavs, since they've been outlawed and driven from civilized lands. But you'd be surprised how many honest townsfolk'll indulge in a spot of robbery themselves when times are lean, or they think they can get away with it.
One of the first villages I visited, the reception was quite warm. People came, chatted, bought my goods, and even offered to put me up, since the place wasn't big enough for an inn. It had a lot of spirits, though - the liquid kind. People kept filling my mug, and I was still operating by a different standard of etiquette - it would have been rude to refuse my host! Eventually, I passed out flat.
And woke up, unsurprisingly, in a heap at the edge of the village, sans goods and sans silver. I was shocked! Horrified! I actually, for some reason, thought maybe there had been a mistake, and maybe I had just had a bit of a drunken wander. I returned to my host, who claimed never to have seen my face before. Villagers who had laughed and clapped me on the back just the other night sniffed as I went looking for help, and muttered about outsiders who were no better than they ought to be. I went to the magistrate, who was not at all interested in hearing accusations against honest townsfolk from a "shiftless wanderer" like myself. It was made pretty clear that if I hung around much longer, it was quite likely that some villagers would start finding that they were missing goods they were sure they had, and guess who would be the only possible culprit?
So, I left. Luckily, I'd spent a lot of time with the gameskeeper as well as the steward when I was young, and I could keep myself fed pretty well, and by the time I made my way to the next town, I had some dried herbs and pelts to sell - they brought in just enough to replace my supplies, and I slept in barns at night, doing research on my next delve by day. I learned how to turn down drinks when working, even when others really wanted me to, and that a lot of people you wouldn't figure have a little bit of wicked inside of them, when they think they can get away with it. The house Seraph would have called that our little demons, struggling to turn us against the Virtues. It was a good lesson, though, and these days, I'm glad it happened early on, when I could learn from it without being crippled by it. I guess I should be grateful to that little village.
Doesn't mean I AM, but I guess there could be an argument made.
Written By Perronne
Aug. 21, 2018, 3:03 p.m.(6/9/1009 AR)
Not having to travel or having any major responsibilities does give me time to think.
Maybe this isn't a good thing! Thoughts can lead one very strange places!
But these thoughts are thoughtful and interesting. I guess all thoughts are thoughtful. But not always interesting. These are both! To me. Maybe not to you, hypothetical future reader of this white journal. That's okay!
But, anyway, the thoughts. Tariffs. Every land of the Compact is free to set its own set of tariffs, fees, tolls, whathaveyou, and apply them - or not - to whoever they really want to. And the local lords can change them whenever they like. Which means, as an independent merchant without any affiliation to any particular noble house, you can end up paying four or five different kinds of fees or tariffs over four lands, and there are a LOT of lands in the Compact! And if you happen to be affiliated with someone the local lord doesn't like, or is planning to invade, or has been recently invaded by, or whose youngest son happened to accidentally vomit on someone else's eldest son - well, those tariffs and fees can suddenly become very high! Which is fine. Nobles are going to do the things that they need to do to protect their lands, or weaken the lands of other nobles who they plan to take yet more land from, and that's the way things work.
Besides, it makes is it a bit of a challenge. The BEST merchants, they know how to either make deals to pay lower fees, or they know how to plot their courses to take advantage of the lowest rates. That kinda falls apart when you get outside of a small area, though, because there are so many and they change all the time! Keeping track of those sorts of things require good connections, good research skills, or just a lot of luck.
It's one of the lesser-known skillsets of being a good merchant! You can't just think about your inventory and local demand. You have to plot a course that reduces your overhead, while still going through lands where the local lord isn't so cash-strapped they can't afford to patrol (or so neglectful that they don't care about patrolling), and doing so in a timely manner. Even for non-perishable goods, every day on the road, you're eating food and drinking water, and so are your pack animals, your hirelings, and so forth. Time really IS money.
Sometimes I like to just sit and make the best maps I can, and mark out what I know of the local domains, try to keep things fresh in my head.
Maybe this isn't a good thing! Thoughts can lead one very strange places!
But these thoughts are thoughtful and interesting. I guess all thoughts are thoughtful. But not always interesting. These are both! To me. Maybe not to you, hypothetical future reader of this white journal. That's okay!
But, anyway, the thoughts. Tariffs. Every land of the Compact is free to set its own set of tariffs, fees, tolls, whathaveyou, and apply them - or not - to whoever they really want to. And the local lords can change them whenever they like. Which means, as an independent merchant without any affiliation to any particular noble house, you can end up paying four or five different kinds of fees or tariffs over four lands, and there are a LOT of lands in the Compact! And if you happen to be affiliated with someone the local lord doesn't like, or is planning to invade, or has been recently invaded by, or whose youngest son happened to accidentally vomit on someone else's eldest son - well, those tariffs and fees can suddenly become very high! Which is fine. Nobles are going to do the things that they need to do to protect their lands, or weaken the lands of other nobles who they plan to take yet more land from, and that's the way things work.
Besides, it makes is it a bit of a challenge. The BEST merchants, they know how to either make deals to pay lower fees, or they know how to plot their courses to take advantage of the lowest rates. That kinda falls apart when you get outside of a small area, though, because there are so many and they change all the time! Keeping track of those sorts of things require good connections, good research skills, or just a lot of luck.
It's one of the lesser-known skillsets of being a good merchant! You can't just think about your inventory and local demand. You have to plot a course that reduces your overhead, while still going through lands where the local lord isn't so cash-strapped they can't afford to patrol (or so neglectful that they don't care about patrolling), and doing so in a timely manner. Even for non-perishable goods, every day on the road, you're eating food and drinking water, and so are your pack animals, your hirelings, and so forth. Time really IS money.
Sometimes I like to just sit and make the best maps I can, and mark out what I know of the local domains, try to keep things fresh in my head.
Written By Perronne
Aug. 20, 2018, 7:23 p.m.(6/7/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Amanda
I met another Whisper!
More, I hired a Whisper. She was wonderful. Helpful and pleasant and kind, giving me some of the best and succinct summaries of the situation in Arx that I've heard thus far. And a massage. I've never had a massage before, but I have to say, if you ever have the opportunity - seize it! It's like it was designed by the gods themselves.
But even without the massage, Amanda Whisper was an honor and a pleasure to spend time with. I ended up saying more about myself than I have in a while - okay, largely because rocks and trees aren't the greatest listeners. But! She is a much better listener, even when compared to other things with ears!
More, I hired a Whisper. She was wonderful. Helpful and pleasant and kind, giving me some of the best and succinct summaries of the situation in Arx that I've heard thus far. And a massage. I've never had a massage before, but I have to say, if you ever have the opportunity - seize it! It's like it was designed by the gods themselves.
But even without the massage, Amanda Whisper was an honor and a pleasure to spend time with. I ended up saying more about myself than I have in a while - okay, largely because rocks and trees aren't the greatest listeners. But! She is a much better listener, even when compared to other things with ears!
Written By Perronne
Aug. 20, 2018, 9:24 a.m.(6/6/1009 AR)
I haven't had any trading client inquiries this week, so I decided to devote this week towards playing the markets for my own enjoyment (and profit!), and...I'm not sure it's not an actual sin to make this much money. I am on track to pretty much double my initial stake (and it was not a small stake!) as well as acquire substantive new contacts and pledges of support. Much of the profit, of course, will go right back into developing and researching new expeditions, but I cannot believe, sometimes, just how much wealth flows through the city of Arx!
It certainly does put some of the things I'd been initially awed at in perspective. And it's not that there aren't those who are struggling, or who don't have what they need to live. But if you put your finger on the right streams, and know how to buy and when to sell, there's a fortune to be made out there for an honest commoner.
It certainly does put some of the things I'd been initially awed at in perspective. And it's not that there aren't those who are struggling, or who don't have what they need to live. But if you put your finger on the right streams, and know how to buy and when to sell, there's a fortune to be made out there for an honest commoner.
Written By Perronne
Aug. 19, 2018, 7:27 p.m.(6/5/1009 AR)
This isn't funny. If anyone who might be reading this happened to pull a prank in my shop today (and if you did, you probably ARE reading this, hoping for a reaction - and I hope this makes you happy!) which involved one of my wares, I hope that you will do the honorable thing and confess.
It wasn't very funny, and I would like the original back, please.
It wasn't very funny, and I would like the original back, please.
Written By Perronne
Aug. 19, 2018, 5:09 p.m.(6/5/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Arthen
Oh, I met a new person!
...okay, I meet a lot of new people. There are a few hundred thousand of them in Arx! I probably meet at least a dozen every day. But! In this case, he was a new explorer person! Who saved me from ducks. Vile, fiendish beasts that they are. I'm going to have to repair my skirt. But he was interesting!
Also, I have a craving for whole roast duck, with crackling skin and juicy, tender insides. I may have to search the city public houses to find SOMEONE making roast duck.
...okay, I meet a lot of new people. There are a few hundred thousand of them in Arx! I probably meet at least a dozen every day. But! In this case, he was a new explorer person! Who saved me from ducks. Vile, fiendish beasts that they are. I'm going to have to repair my skirt. But he was interesting!
Also, I have a craving for whole roast duck, with crackling skin and juicy, tender insides. I may have to search the city public houses to find SOMEONE making roast duck.
Written By Perronne
Aug. 17, 2018, 4:31 p.m.(6/1/1009 AR)
Pirates in the Lycene seas, and one land closed to non-merchant traffic (which, smart merchants will surely avoid, because goodness, who wants to be the only boat on the water when the pirates come a-calling?). Velenosa has withdrawn their merchants, which means THEY will have to find alternate routes, as well, and that's going to throw off schedules.
Hmm. That means overland routes will be more popular, which means that certain goods from the Lyceum will likely be delayed in reaching Arx and other lands, since caravans just don't travel as fast. And they're in danger, too - it seems like shavs have been preying on caravans again, even murdering members of the Scholars!
If you have silk, citrus, and other primarily Lycene goods already in storage here in the city, now (or sometime soon - give the prices a chance to rise, first) is likely a good time to sell, not buy. Give it some time, and who knows? Steel for arms and armor will likely rise in demand, so be looking out for that opportunity. And, of course, other Lycene goods going scarce as neighboring domains are affected by the civil unrest.
Good luck trading! Try not to get pirated!
Hmm. That means overland routes will be more popular, which means that certain goods from the Lyceum will likely be delayed in reaching Arx and other lands, since caravans just don't travel as fast. And they're in danger, too - it seems like shavs have been preying on caravans again, even murdering members of the Scholars!
If you have silk, citrus, and other primarily Lycene goods already in storage here in the city, now (or sometime soon - give the prices a chance to rise, first) is likely a good time to sell, not buy. Give it some time, and who knows? Steel for arms and armor will likely rise in demand, so be looking out for that opportunity. And, of course, other Lycene goods going scarce as neighboring domains are affected by the civil unrest.
Good luck trading! Try not to get pirated!
Written By Perronne
Aug. 16, 2018, 4:33 p.m.(5/27/1009 AR)
Exhausting! Exhausted!
I have been busy - spent nearly three days going through shipments of crates from the Oathlands. Sadly, many of them were from before I'd properly learned to separate the wheat from the chaff, wares-wise. No one needs this much chipped pottery! No one wants an example of a Three Queens era chamberpot, even if it IS well-preserved and with a lovely floral pattern. I assume that was wishful thinking. And absolutely no one wants a wooden statue of a tiny bearded man with no maker's mark and no useful purpose. I don't even know why I kept that!
Actually. I don't remember finding that. Huh. Regardless, it is useless! And not even very attractive. Augh, the eyes. The eyes are looking at me!
Be right back, putting a cloth over a tiny creepy statue.
I have been busy - spent nearly three days going through shipments of crates from the Oathlands. Sadly, many of them were from before I'd properly learned to separate the wheat from the chaff, wares-wise. No one needs this much chipped pottery! No one wants an example of a Three Queens era chamberpot, even if it IS well-preserved and with a lovely floral pattern. I assume that was wishful thinking. And absolutely no one wants a wooden statue of a tiny bearded man with no maker's mark and no useful purpose. I don't even know why I kept that!
Actually. I don't remember finding that. Huh. Regardless, it is useless! And not even very attractive. Augh, the eyes. The eyes are looking at me!
Be right back, putting a cloth over a tiny creepy statue.
Written By Perronne
Aug. 13, 2018, 10:58 a.m.(5/21/1009 AR)
I may have a problem.
I tell myself it is not a problem. An up and coming merchant should be dressed in appropriate clothing, particularly if she wishes to ply her trade among those who have the wealth and status to afford her very particular goods. She should not just dress in whatever happens to have survived three years on the road without getting any obvious holes in it. With that in mind, I undertook to get some replacement 'business wear' for in the city.
The first outfit arrived today. It was...quite frankly, ridiculously expensive. And I love it! It doesn't quite hide the boots, but I am hardly going to wear NICE shoes out into those streets. There is a limit to fashion, at least for the average day. I also have made a good bargain for some very, VERY expensive materials for a certain gown I have dreamed of since I was a child. Arx has access to so many materials and amazing crafters, and I have done better than I'd hoped here, so I think I might finally be able to make that dream into a reality. I am very excited!
Now, if only I can just avoid spilling ink on my BRAND NEW CLOTHES. Augh! There has got to be a better way.
I tell myself it is not a problem. An up and coming merchant should be dressed in appropriate clothing, particularly if she wishes to ply her trade among those who have the wealth and status to afford her very particular goods. She should not just dress in whatever happens to have survived three years on the road without getting any obvious holes in it. With that in mind, I undertook to get some replacement 'business wear' for in the city.
The first outfit arrived today. It was...quite frankly, ridiculously expensive. And I love it! It doesn't quite hide the boots, but I am hardly going to wear NICE shoes out into those streets. There is a limit to fashion, at least for the average day. I also have made a good bargain for some very, VERY expensive materials for a certain gown I have dreamed of since I was a child. Arx has access to so many materials and amazing crafters, and I have done better than I'd hoped here, so I think I might finally be able to make that dream into a reality. I am very excited!
Now, if only I can just avoid spilling ink on my BRAND NEW CLOTHES. Augh! There has got to be a better way.
Written By Perronne
Aug. 9, 2018, 6:08 p.m.(5/13/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Caspian
Flirty. Fun. I have to admit, it's not hard to see why he's Grandmaster of the Champion's Guild - he's got a bit of an electric presence in company, cocky but charming, and like he's determined to live every moment to the absolute most that he can. I can respect that! And, although I haven't yet had the pleasure, I bet he's very, very good on the dueling field. I hope I get to see him, soon!
Written By Perronne
Aug. 9, 2018, 3:46 p.m.(5/13/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Isabetta
She is very creative! Light hearted. Or very bored. Or possibly a combination of both. It's one of those eternal mysteries, like why anyone would wish to turn into a bear. But I'm actually quite glad that I met her! She is definitely first on the list.
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