Written By Ann
March 30, 2018, 4:57 a.m.(6/15/1008 AR)
Wellp.
Smells like a dick size up to me.
If I were the challengee I would definitely take this opportunity to invoke the right of setting the terms.
It would be a pork sword duel.
Let me hear an "amen sister" if anyone else wants to see how the Sword of Grayson measures up to a Dragon.
[*Scribes Note: She is sipping her tea loudly and leaving popcorn and salt crumbs everywhere. EVERYWHERE.*]
Smells like a dick size up to me.
If I were the challengee I would definitely take this opportunity to invoke the right of setting the terms.
It would be a pork sword duel.
Let me hear an "amen sister" if anyone else wants to see how the Sword of Grayson measures up to a Dragon.
[*Scribes Note: She is sipping her tea loudly and leaving popcorn and salt crumbs everywhere. EVERYWHERE.*]
Written By Ann
March 28, 2018, 8:06 p.m.(6/12/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Fianna
I happen to take my job as Inquisitor highly seriously.
It just so happens that I am responsible for any 'uprisings' the Duke may experience for the foreseeable future. You know. Inquisition stuff. And bunnies. That too, yeah.
I've lost all three of my brothers, and my sister remains busy and traveling - I'd borrow Asger as a brother but that'd be weird and ugh I don't envy any sisters or brothers he may have. I can't imagine what growing up with him was like.
That being said, I shall borrow you as a sister instead.
It just so happens that I am responsible for any 'uprisings' the Duke may experience for the foreseeable future. You know. Inquisition stuff. And bunnies. That too, yeah.
I've lost all three of my brothers, and my sister remains busy and traveling - I'd borrow Asger as a brother but that'd be weird and ugh I don't envy any sisters or brothers he may have. I can't imagine what growing up with him was like.
That being said, I shall borrow you as a sister instead.
Written By Ann
March 21, 2018, 9:48 p.m.(5/26/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Terese
I suggest you start at the Shrine of Vellichor to pray for a little illumination on the actual beliefs of the Shamans as your woeful ignorance causes you so much grief and public embarrassment, Your Highness.
Maybe you should seek out Lady Khanne Halfshav, or Princess Drea Redrain to educate you on these matters directly afterwards. Or, maybe you could refer to a certain white journal written recently by Drea. You may find it interesting, considering your liege has graciously offered to take in Shamanic refugees from Stormwall and extend them guest rights in your lands.
Maybe you should seek out Lady Khanne Halfshav, or Princess Drea Redrain to educate you on these matters directly afterwards. Or, maybe you could refer to a certain white journal written recently by Drea. You may find it interesting, considering your liege has graciously offered to take in Shamanic refugees from Stormwall and extend them guest rights in your lands.
Written By Ann
March 20, 2018, 6:44 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Asger
It's official.
Asger and I stood on the beach at Stormwall the morning after the battle and said our vows to each other knee deep in the ashes of our fallen kindred, zombies, and city.
We will rebuild. The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Sharks are jerks. Our lucky number is 42.
Strangely relevant now that I look back at it.
Asger and I stood on the beach at Stormwall the morning after the battle and said our vows to each other knee deep in the ashes of our fallen kindred, zombies, and city.
We will rebuild. The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Sharks are jerks. Our lucky number is 42.
Strangely relevant now that I look back at it.
Written By Ann
March 20, 2018, 1:08 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)
I've started this journal entry a hundred times and have never been able to complete it.
I do not possess the wit or the words to articulate the profound sense of gratitude to each and person that rose to face the ravenous hunger that threatens to devour us, having attempted to start at Stormwall and Southport. From every weapon and armor smith that so much as made an arrowhead and gauntlet to the people that sacrificed themselves selflessly so that another might live another day... Thank you.
Even though the hollowness of those words makes my stomach turn with their inadequacy, thank you.
The list is too long, the names too numerous and every one of you were instrumental to secure our future. Not Stormwall's. Not Southport's. They were only the first targets of many.
Not only did so many people lay their lives on the line to defend us, but now in the wake of the destruction of Stormwall, so many of you have also stepped up to offer help with the rebuilding after the fact that - I am simply /beside/ myself and overwhelmed with even /more/ gratitude.
Thank you, to you too.
I do not possess the wit or the words to articulate the profound sense of gratitude to each and person that rose to face the ravenous hunger that threatens to devour us, having attempted to start at Stormwall and Southport. From every weapon and armor smith that so much as made an arrowhead and gauntlet to the people that sacrificed themselves selflessly so that another might live another day... Thank you.
Even though the hollowness of those words makes my stomach turn with their inadequacy, thank you.
The list is too long, the names too numerous and every one of you were instrumental to secure our future. Not Stormwall's. Not Southport's. They were only the first targets of many.
Not only did so many people lay their lives on the line to defend us, but now in the wake of the destruction of Stormwall, so many of you have also stepped up to offer help with the rebuilding after the fact that - I am simply /beside/ myself and overwhelmed with even /more/ gratitude.
Thank you, to you too.
Written By Ann
March 16, 2018, 5:57 a.m.(5/14/1008 AR)
My lucky number is 42. Hmm. Anyone holding a lottery anytime soon?
Written By Ann
March 13, 2018, 11:19 p.m.(5/10/1008 AR)
Tonight's events had me in stitches. Thank you everyone, for the wonderful turnout.
I think I had a ton of leftover whiskey, so if you are in need of alcohol tonight please pop by the Redrain Villa to help yourself to some Limited Edition (there were only 40 made, and will ever be made) Crovane whiskey from the liquor cabinet outside.
I'd like to take a moment to say some thanks:
*Gwenna: For helping me navigate the legal waters of this endeavor.
*Marian: For introducing us, even though she had no idea what she had done, or to what result it might lead to.
*Khanne: For helping Asger and me navigate the spiritual waters of this endeavor. Also, you know, the thing.
And also, some congratulations are in order. The winners of the events are as follows:
Game of Stones, 1st Place: Princess Marian Redrain
Game of Stones, 2nd Place: King Alaric Grayson IV
Axe Throwing, 1st Place: Sir Jeffeth "STEEL LIVER" Bayweather
Axe Throwing, 2nd Place: Lord Theron Mazetti
Mud Wrestling, 1st Place: Princess Agatha "RED BEAR" Redrain
Mud Wrestling, 2nd Place: Marcas Aodh
Drinking, 1st Place: Princess Agatha "RED BEAR" Redrain
Drinking, 2nd Place: Sir Jeffeth "STEEL LIVER" Bayweather
I hope that all of you will, one day soon, join me at my wedding reception. I'll have to think of something better to top all of this.
Also, Duarte, you are a scoundrel for challenging me to the mud wrestling event. I'm /still/ blowing mud out of my sinuses.
I think I had a ton of leftover whiskey, so if you are in need of alcohol tonight please pop by the Redrain Villa to help yourself to some Limited Edition (there were only 40 made, and will ever be made) Crovane whiskey from the liquor cabinet outside.
I'd like to take a moment to say some thanks:
*Gwenna: For helping me navigate the legal waters of this endeavor.
*Marian: For introducing us, even though she had no idea what she had done, or to what result it might lead to.
*Khanne: For helping Asger and me navigate the spiritual waters of this endeavor. Also, you know, the thing.
And also, some congratulations are in order. The winners of the events are as follows:
Game of Stones, 1st Place: Princess Marian Redrain
Game of Stones, 2nd Place: King Alaric Grayson IV
Axe Throwing, 1st Place: Sir Jeffeth "STEEL LIVER" Bayweather
Axe Throwing, 2nd Place: Lord Theron Mazetti
Mud Wrestling, 1st Place: Princess Agatha "RED BEAR" Redrain
Mud Wrestling, 2nd Place: Marcas Aodh
Drinking, 1st Place: Princess Agatha "RED BEAR" Redrain
Drinking, 2nd Place: Sir Jeffeth "STEEL LIVER" Bayweather
I hope that all of you will, one day soon, join me at my wedding reception. I'll have to think of something better to top all of this.
Also, Duarte, you are a scoundrel for challenging me to the mud wrestling event. I'm /still/ blowing mud out of my sinuses.
Written By Ann
March 13, 2018, 6:54 a.m.(5/8/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Audric
Don't make me take this figurine I have of you and dress it up in more clothing. I already had a green hat made for it, but I mean if it's a wardrobe it needs....
Written By Ann
March 13, 2018, 6:08 a.m.(5/8/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Audric
Let it be known that I have taken Baron Audric de Lire as my protege.
I believe this makes me the proud patron of two of the cheekiest people of the Compact.
I believe this makes me the proud patron of two of the cheekiest people of the Compact.
Written By Ann
Feb. 27, 2018, 8:58 a.m.(4/9/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Theron
No wonder the Lyceum is famous for poisons. It is impossible to distinguish your alcohol from your poison.
Southern Thunder indeed.
Southern Thunder indeed.
Written By Ann
Feb. 25, 2018, 5:08 p.m.(4/5/1008 AR)
Good gracious.
My head is spinning with all of these weddings, betrothals, and birth announcements.
I cannot possibly keep up with them all, but... wow, good luck everyone. Congratulations.
My head is spinning with all of these weddings, betrothals, and birth announcements.
I cannot possibly keep up with them all, but... wow, good luck everyone. Congratulations.
Written By Ann
Feb. 22, 2018, 12:52 a.m.(3/26/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Orazio
You are correct, it's not one god's purview to see to it that everything is all peace and harmony all the time. Actually, I think it is Lagoma that causes change, and change is sometimes met with resistance. When resistance turns to war, we have Gloria that guides us. Yes, we have gods of conflict. Yes, we have gods of war. Ideal concepts...
But, I think it speaks to itself that we do not have gods or spirits promoting conflicting doctrines or wars against other gods. I wonder why that is? I wonder if it is because they realize that working together they can accomplish more? Maybe because they realize they are on the same team - that is, our team?
If the spirits, or worship of spirits affronted the gods why did they give us Skald and the choice? If they were so possessive over who gets our worship why not fight wars against each other to further their own doctrine instead of the whole of the Thirteen? I'm just curious as to, if they do not represent unity, why do they display it so much?
But, I think it speaks to itself that we do not have gods or spirits promoting conflicting doctrines or wars against other gods. I wonder why that is? I wonder if it is because they realize that working together they can accomplish more? Maybe because they realize they are on the same team - that is, our team?
If the spirits, or worship of spirits affronted the gods why did they give us Skald and the choice? If they were so possessive over who gets our worship why not fight wars against each other to further their own doctrine instead of the whole of the Thirteen? I'm just curious as to, if they do not represent unity, why do they display it so much?
Written By Ann
Feb. 20, 2018, 4:48 a.m.(3/22/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Driskell
I think your previous journal was well worded, poignant, thoughtful - and as always, enlightening. I look forward to every journal you make. But, Brother, may I give you this to consider with all due respect and love.
How does the Faith hold the monopoly on the gods and their followers, the gifts from them?
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Secondly, but attached to this because it's on the same vein and would like Brother Driskell's thoughts on this, are some thoughts.
Let me preface this with the fact that I, like everyone else, can only hold one narrow viewpoint. We all view reality through a tiny, personal keyhole and much of this is speculation married to personal experience. I don't speak on behalf of any organization - only myself and my heart.
Lets see. I begin with a quote of Northlands Wisdom I am reminded of: "I seek the truth even though it may be a hard truth. I speak true words or stand in silence. I defend the truth from those who do not honor it." - it's something I have come to appreciate more and more each day and what motivates a lot of my recent decisions.
I find more and more each day that the uncomfortable truth of the matter is, that there is only One Truth about our History and our Creation and our Reality. We may have lost vast swaths of it, but as we learn more of the truth I have begun to find that this is more and more self evident. From this, both the Shamans and the Faith springs.
I think, before the Faith of the Pantheon was formed, everyone was a Shaman. Your ancestors. My ancestors.
Everyone held a very personal experience of the gods close and sacred and I think (speculation here) that all the paths that exist in Shamanism are rooted in their own experience of them. Since the gods and spirits are vastly different types of beings than we are, we are individually incapable of knowing them. Truly, wholly knowing them, their will, and their ways. I believe this is why they gifted to us their Seraphs and their facets and even the Spirits. So that we might know them, and so that we might find our own paths, and sculpt the world as they have.
For some, the spirits of the seas and storms were extremely relevant. Perhaps the same Mangata, or just a part of her, the Faith reveres. For others, it was the ground under their feet that brought forth the sustenance they needed - Petrichor. We held a sense of honorable battle - Gloria. Dreams and crafts - Jayus, and so on. I won't bore you with an exhaustive list.
I find the spirits, or the gods, never spared their blessings on these people because they didn't ascribe a certain name to them or they didn't worship in the way the Faith has standardized. There were still rulers, and they were still divinely led. The Shamans were not a bunch of mud-wallowing heathen pigs with no sense of right and wrong and no sense of the divine or order. The Faith itself did not bring the gifts of the gods to the world. The Gods did. The Spirits did. And they existed long, long before the Faith.
I like to think since people at that time were very fragmented (along with knowledge of them, too) and some Shamans taking darker paths - the Faith was born. Again, speculation on my part... But I like to think that in the spirit of Vellichor they were formed to bring illumination to those that needed it and to collect information on the gods and spirits alike and draw the line where good and evil are concerned. Actually I think all gods played a part of inspiriting the Faith to what it is today, not just Vellichor - but I digress. (Again. Going to be a theme, here, probably)
But, to hold something sacred and divine and close to your heart is a true commitment. The Shamans, especially of the North, hold tradition and the beliefs of their forefathers sacred and I would say most believe quite firmly that no one person or even a collection of individuals should hold the power to tell another person how to worship and what to believe, because it all comes down to your experience. Personal, and that of your ancestors' experience - for what are we, at all, if not the accumulation of our ancestors' experiences?
So, there was friction and there was eventually bloodshed. But then there was peace. And maybe there will always be friction, but let us not forget what great strides Drea and Khanne and the Faith have gone to, to secure harmony here in Arx and the Compact between the Shamans and the Faith and to ensure that we all have a choice in which paths we take. (Thank you as well, Skald).
A choice is necessary, you see. The Faith and the Shamans are very necessary, I find, because both palettes the two provide are limited in describing my own personal experience as I paint my canvas of life.
We should all just step back for a moment, and consider why we hold things dear and close to our hearts and divine. For some it may be a lucky coin tucked into their underwear that reminds them of what they hold sacred (Thanks Preston for reminding me - I must have lost mine. Might be why I have gone unmarried for so long. Drat!) that replenishes their Faith and gives them succor when all seems lost and they seem to find themselves in a personal or spiritual desert and their lips parched for hope.
For others, it may be the strength of numbers - knowing that there is a wide family of the Faithful in which to rely with good leaders - the Dominus, the Legates, the Archlectors, or simply the learned scholars and disciples in which to have fellowship with that refills their barren wells of faith at the end of a drought.
To the whole of Arvum, whether you have chosen to give yourself completely either to the Faith or the way of the Elders, I genuinely hope it replenishes your spirit as much as walking in the light of both has done for me.
Shamans and Followers of our Elders, I call on you not to hold the Faith against themselves. Remember, their own paths have led them to the Faith and with each day they fight the same war we do. If you believe that the war doesn't bite at them the same way it bites at us, is to believe wrong.
To the Faithful, I call on you not to judge others too harshly. You are entitled to your personal beliefs, superstitions, and duties just as the Shamans are, but if you believe that we are godless, unblessed, and misled in our entirety is to believe wrong.
To those like me that follow both paths, I call on you for an exchange of whiskey, because... damn. I love Northlands finest, but I have drank Redrain Villa dry trying to pen my thoughts to paper tonight.
This is a Holy War, as decided by the Faith - rightfully so - because we face the unholy. Shamans, we will do well to remember this. A truth is a truth no matter how hard it is - to Shamans and the Faithful alike. To claim that it is only the Faith that thinks of this as a Holy War is misconception. This is much bigger than the Shamans. Much bigger than the Faith. Much bigger than the Houses. Much bigger than titles and social status. We face the destruction of our world as we know it. Again. Or, at least a piece of it. And they don't give up easily - neither will we.
It is only through unity will we find the strength to pull through. Remember this, not for my sake, but for our children, and our children's children.
Let us not fracture ourselves and squabble over details, semantics, and remember what is important: survival. Let us not sew dissent in any ranks but instead let us respect one another, strengthen the bonds of kinship that still stand on fractured foundations. Let us begin to rebuild and grow in the face of the Enemy who wants to see us fractured right now.
What ground will we have to protect, if it is blighted?
What water will we sail, what horizon will we look to, if it is blotted out by darkness?
What dreams, hopes, aspiration, choices will we or our children have if we are enslaved?
What oaths will we hold if our families and loved ones are dead?
In conclusion, I'm reminded of an old Northlands Wisdom: "Your name is not your own. It is borrowed from your ancestors. You must return it unstained. Your honor is not your own. It is on loan from your descendants. You must give it to them unbroken. Your blood is not your own. It is a gift to generations yet unborn. You should carry it with responsibility."
I think it's incomplete. The next line should definitely read, "This world is not your own. It is borrowed from your ancestors and it is a gift to generations yet unborn. Every last one should defend it to the last."
And to the fuckin' last we will,
Ann
How does the Faith hold the monopoly on the gods and their followers, the gifts from them?
---
Secondly, but attached to this because it's on the same vein and would like Brother Driskell's thoughts on this, are some thoughts.
Let me preface this with the fact that I, like everyone else, can only hold one narrow viewpoint. We all view reality through a tiny, personal keyhole and much of this is speculation married to personal experience. I don't speak on behalf of any organization - only myself and my heart.
Lets see. I begin with a quote of Northlands Wisdom I am reminded of: "I seek the truth even though it may be a hard truth. I speak true words or stand in silence. I defend the truth from those who do not honor it." - it's something I have come to appreciate more and more each day and what motivates a lot of my recent decisions.
I find more and more each day that the uncomfortable truth of the matter is, that there is only One Truth about our History and our Creation and our Reality. We may have lost vast swaths of it, but as we learn more of the truth I have begun to find that this is more and more self evident. From this, both the Shamans and the Faith springs.
I think, before the Faith of the Pantheon was formed, everyone was a Shaman. Your ancestors. My ancestors.
Everyone held a very personal experience of the gods close and sacred and I think (speculation here) that all the paths that exist in Shamanism are rooted in their own experience of them. Since the gods and spirits are vastly different types of beings than we are, we are individually incapable of knowing them. Truly, wholly knowing them, their will, and their ways. I believe this is why they gifted to us their Seraphs and their facets and even the Spirits. So that we might know them, and so that we might find our own paths, and sculpt the world as they have.
For some, the spirits of the seas and storms were extremely relevant. Perhaps the same Mangata, or just a part of her, the Faith reveres. For others, it was the ground under their feet that brought forth the sustenance they needed - Petrichor. We held a sense of honorable battle - Gloria. Dreams and crafts - Jayus, and so on. I won't bore you with an exhaustive list.
I find the spirits, or the gods, never spared their blessings on these people because they didn't ascribe a certain name to them or they didn't worship in the way the Faith has standardized. There were still rulers, and they were still divinely led. The Shamans were not a bunch of mud-wallowing heathen pigs with no sense of right and wrong and no sense of the divine or order. The Faith itself did not bring the gifts of the gods to the world. The Gods did. The Spirits did. And they existed long, long before the Faith.
I like to think since people at that time were very fragmented (along with knowledge of them, too) and some Shamans taking darker paths - the Faith was born. Again, speculation on my part... But I like to think that in the spirit of Vellichor they were formed to bring illumination to those that needed it and to collect information on the gods and spirits alike and draw the line where good and evil are concerned. Actually I think all gods played a part of inspiriting the Faith to what it is today, not just Vellichor - but I digress. (Again. Going to be a theme, here, probably)
But, to hold something sacred and divine and close to your heart is a true commitment. The Shamans, especially of the North, hold tradition and the beliefs of their forefathers sacred and I would say most believe quite firmly that no one person or even a collection of individuals should hold the power to tell another person how to worship and what to believe, because it all comes down to your experience. Personal, and that of your ancestors' experience - for what are we, at all, if not the accumulation of our ancestors' experiences?
So, there was friction and there was eventually bloodshed. But then there was peace. And maybe there will always be friction, but let us not forget what great strides Drea and Khanne and the Faith have gone to, to secure harmony here in Arx and the Compact between the Shamans and the Faith and to ensure that we all have a choice in which paths we take. (Thank you as well, Skald).
A choice is necessary, you see. The Faith and the Shamans are very necessary, I find, because both palettes the two provide are limited in describing my own personal experience as I paint my canvas of life.
We should all just step back for a moment, and consider why we hold things dear and close to our hearts and divine. For some it may be a lucky coin tucked into their underwear that reminds them of what they hold sacred (Thanks Preston for reminding me - I must have lost mine. Might be why I have gone unmarried for so long. Drat!) that replenishes their Faith and gives them succor when all seems lost and they seem to find themselves in a personal or spiritual desert and their lips parched for hope.
For others, it may be the strength of numbers - knowing that there is a wide family of the Faithful in which to rely with good leaders - the Dominus, the Legates, the Archlectors, or simply the learned scholars and disciples in which to have fellowship with that refills their barren wells of faith at the end of a drought.
To the whole of Arvum, whether you have chosen to give yourself completely either to the Faith or the way of the Elders, I genuinely hope it replenishes your spirit as much as walking in the light of both has done for me.
Shamans and Followers of our Elders, I call on you not to hold the Faith against themselves. Remember, their own paths have led them to the Faith and with each day they fight the same war we do. If you believe that the war doesn't bite at them the same way it bites at us, is to believe wrong.
To the Faithful, I call on you not to judge others too harshly. You are entitled to your personal beliefs, superstitions, and duties just as the Shamans are, but if you believe that we are godless, unblessed, and misled in our entirety is to believe wrong.
To those like me that follow both paths, I call on you for an exchange of whiskey, because... damn. I love Northlands finest, but I have drank Redrain Villa dry trying to pen my thoughts to paper tonight.
This is a Holy War, as decided by the Faith - rightfully so - because we face the unholy. Shamans, we will do well to remember this. A truth is a truth no matter how hard it is - to Shamans and the Faithful alike. To claim that it is only the Faith that thinks of this as a Holy War is misconception. This is much bigger than the Shamans. Much bigger than the Faith. Much bigger than the Houses. Much bigger than titles and social status. We face the destruction of our world as we know it. Again. Or, at least a piece of it. And they don't give up easily - neither will we.
It is only through unity will we find the strength to pull through. Remember this, not for my sake, but for our children, and our children's children.
Let us not fracture ourselves and squabble over details, semantics, and remember what is important: survival. Let us not sew dissent in any ranks but instead let us respect one another, strengthen the bonds of kinship that still stand on fractured foundations. Let us begin to rebuild and grow in the face of the Enemy who wants to see us fractured right now.
What ground will we have to protect, if it is blighted?
What water will we sail, what horizon will we look to, if it is blotted out by darkness?
What dreams, hopes, aspiration, choices will we or our children have if we are enslaved?
What oaths will we hold if our families and loved ones are dead?
In conclusion, I'm reminded of an old Northlands Wisdom: "Your name is not your own. It is borrowed from your ancestors. You must return it unstained. Your honor is not your own. It is on loan from your descendants. You must give it to them unbroken. Your blood is not your own. It is a gift to generations yet unborn. You should carry it with responsibility."
I think it's incomplete. The next line should definitely read, "This world is not your own. It is borrowed from your ancestors and it is a gift to generations yet unborn. Every last one should defend it to the last."
And to the fuckin' last we will,
Ann
Written By Ann
Feb. 18, 2018, 3:37 a.m.(3/18/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
Why, are you going to arrest him for tree-son?
Written By Ann
Feb. 14, 2018, 6:25 a.m.(3/4/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Duarte
A poet now, are you?
Not terrible, if I do say so myself. You should share more.
Not terrible, if I do say so myself. You should share more.
Written By Ann
Feb. 14, 2018, 6:24 a.m.(3/4/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Harlan
Someone wise once told me I should never settle for anything less than what I want. And I intend on following this advice to the letter. You shouldn't give up hope either! Your unicorn is out there.
Written By Ann
Feb. 14, 2018, 2:16 a.m.(3/4/1008 AR)
I have begun to send out my belated Limerance Day gifts to family, friends, and others that might appreciate some humor.
I hope they find it as amusing as I did.
I hope they find it as amusing as I did.
Written By Ann
Feb. 10, 2018, 7:43 p.m.(2/25/1008 AR)
Taking a night off for myself tonight - reading books I've never bothered to read because I don't get why a person would read a book that has no intellectual value. But this. Look at this. There's this book about romance... The quote is, "How she felt when he kissed her—like a tub of roses swimming in honey, cologne, nutmeg and blackberries." But I just -- wouldn't nutmeg get stuck in all the hard to reach spots, glued there with honey and I mean have you ever gotten your cologne in your eye? Now imagine - no I dare not write it here. But use your imagination -- please, as a medical doctor I implore Arxians not to follow any advice in silly romance books.
You're going to need a physician shortly afterwards.
And we just can't fix stupid.
You're going to need a physician shortly afterwards.
And we just can't fix stupid.
Written By Ann
Feb. 10, 2018, 8:59 a.m.(2/24/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Gwenna
Citizens of Arx:
This lovely woman must be divinely inspired, as she truly, truly, has sent me a pot of vanilla cream coffee.
I think I have moved on from Whiskey.
["No-- I'm perfectly alright. I promise, Scholar..."]
This lovely woman must be divinely inspired, as she truly, truly, has sent me a pot of vanilla cream coffee.
I think I have moved on from Whiskey.
["No-- I'm perfectly alright. I promise, Scholar..."]
Written By Ann
Feb. 10, 2018, 5:32 a.m.(2/24/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Thorley
Who needs sleep when every time I do I miss out on something interesting?
Also watch out what you offer.... I may drink Westrock dry of coffee within a month.
Also watch out what you offer.... I may drink Westrock dry of coffee within a month.
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