Written By Porter
March 20, 2020, 11:30 p.m.(12/18/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Catalana
Grow a beard. I dare you.
Written By Porter
March 19, 2020, 3:23 p.m.(12/16/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Catalana
Just because your beard grows in all patchy is no reason to insult mine.
Written By Porter
March 18, 2020, 11:02 p.m.(12/14/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Thea
I'm sad to confirm that Lady Thea's concoction killed me. Please send condolence alcohol to me, my dead body can be found at the Kennex Kay.
Written By Porter
March 8, 2020, 10:41 a.m.(11/21/1012 AR)
I should always remember that if I ever need anything, I need to just stand in the hallways of the Kay and start demanding to know if anyone can help me. Everyone here is very smart, it's hard to keep track of their accomplishments. I'm going to start making lists, then maybe one of these days, I won't forget.
Or I suppose I could start drinking less and that might help with my memory. But honestly with everything going on, I feel like that's just a step too far.
Or I suppose I could start drinking less and that might help with my memory. But honestly with everything going on, I feel like that's just a step too far.
Written By Porter
March 8, 2020, 10:27 a.m.(11/21/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
I wonder about Marquis-Consort Rymarr Deepwood sometimes. Did he ever get his survival training? Or did he find out the hard way that every mushroom is edible at least once?
I suppose I'd have heard about his death due to mushroom misconsumption if that were the case.
I suppose I'd have heard about his death due to mushroom misconsumption if that were the case.
Written By Porter
March 7, 2020, 9:47 p.m.(11/20/1012 AR)
The Grayson guards were nodding at me today, like they knew who I was. I feel suspicious.
Written By Porter
March 1, 2020, 8:15 a.m.(11/7/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Yelana
My parrot is a genius.
Written By Porter
Feb. 26, 2020, 2:52 p.m.(10/28/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Catalana
It's honestly not me. Someone is setting me up.
Written By Porter
Feb. 25, 2020, 11:22 a.m.(10/25/1012 AR)
I woke up this morning in the Ward of House Valardin. I apparently slept on a bench after a night of carousing with Dame Bree Harthall. I lost my guitar, but I have a coin with the same print on both sides. Did I sell my instrument for this? I'm really not certain. I also have a distant memory of playing very poorly, but I'm going to console myself that was simply a nightmare.
I may have also lost some oxen.
I may have also lost some oxen.
Written By Porter
Feb. 23, 2020, 11:01 a.m.(10/21/1012 AR)
And while I'm highly disappointed that House Kennex's fortified wine didn't win the competition last time, the other entries were truly outstanding. I'll need to pick up a few bottles of each for my own personal collection.
Written By Porter
Feb. 14, 2020, 8:25 a.m.(10.094678406084656/6.301990740740741/1012.7578898671737 AR)
Relationship Note on Tescelina
My gods, woman. That was one of the greatest performances I've ever witnessed. In my entire life. I look forward to another outing with yourself and Dame Bree.
Written By Porter
Feb. 14, 2020, 8:24 a.m.(10.094584986772487/6.296759259259259/1012.757882082231 AR)
Relationship Note on Bree
It's always great to meet someone who can laugh big, knock back an entire tankard of ale and wear possibly one of the greatest hats in the entire Compact.
Written By Porter
Feb. 8, 2020, 11:32 a.m.(9.571984540343916/19.03113425925926/1012.7143320450286 AR)
I went to Bold Espressions yesterday evening because I thought it might be fun to listen in on some of the readings and experience polite company. But then I found myself completely restless and ended up leaving before they even began. I spent most of the night down at the Ebb and Flow with Aethan instead, we had the opportunity to chat with Countess Seliki for awhile too. It's a shame Catalana and Cecilia were on their way in as I was on my way out. But it was a good night. I'm sure the poetry and coffee thing was great too, maybe next time.
Written By Porter
Feb. 8, 2020, 11:32 a.m.(9.571983713624338/19.031087962962964/1012.7143319761353 AR)
I went to Bold Espressions yesterday evening because I thought it might be fun to listen in on some of the readings and experience polite company. But then I found myself completely restless and ended up leaving before they even began. I spent most of the night down at the Ebb and Flow with Aethan instead, we had the opportunity to chat with Countess Seliki for awhile too. It's a shame Catalana and Cecilia were on their way in as I was on my way out. But it was a good night. I'm sure the poetry and coffee thing was great too, maybe next time.
Written By Porter
Feb. 2, 2020, 10:47 a.m.(9.141466187169312/8.922106481481482/1012.6784555155974 AR)
My brother made me an admiral this week. I also now have possession of this ridiculously large purple hat that I plan on wearing at every opportunity.
Written By Porter
Jan. 25, 2020, 5:38 p.m.(8.590944940476192/20.092916666666667/1012.6325787450397 AR)
Nevermind, I found at least half of my things. Life is a strange and confusing journey of misplaced items.
Written By Porter
Jan. 25, 2020, 8:43 a.m.(8.564413442460317/18.607152777777777/1012.6303677868717 AR)
Seems I've managed to misplace my weapons AND my armor. I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation for this.
Written By Porter
Jan. 19, 2020, 9:28 p.m.(8.17397156084656/10.742407407407407/1012.5978309634039 AR)
I woke up on my boat this morning, except it wasn't morning. It was well past noon. I found glitter on my hands, which was an awful, miserable fucking surprise. But not just that, it was in my beard. On all of my clothes. I reached into my pocket for something and found even more of it. I had to slap myself in the face a time or two before I could be convinced this wasn't just my worst nightmare come true.
I don't know what's more terrifying, that it's absolutely everywhere or that I have no memory of where it came from.
I don't know what's more terrifying, that it's absolutely everywhere or that I have no memory of where it came from.
Written By Porter
Sept. 10, 2018, 1:06 p.m.(7/26/1009 AR)
Dear journal,
Really, I am looking forward to the gift giving.
When did it become more fun to give than to receive?
I suppose once I got old enough to be able to afford giving.
Really, I am looking forward to the gift giving.
When did it become more fun to give than to receive?
I suppose once I got old enough to be able to afford giving.
Written By Porter
Sept. 9, 2018, 3:29 p.m.(7/24/1009 AR)
Dear journal, I have found some really excellent booze to give for giving day. In fact, the only thing I haven't found are the things that are not alcohol related. Perhaps a bottle is an improper thanks for a knife, but... it is gift day, not equitable trade day.
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