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Written By Quenia

April 22, 2020, 8:46 a.m.(2/27/1013 AR)

Thanks are offered to the individual who gifted me with an unusual bit of information. Knowledge, no matter when it is given, is always a wonderful gift. I shall cherish it and hold it dearly, and take it for what it is.

Written By Gianna

April 22, 2020, 8:09 a.m.(2/27/1013 AR)

The outpouring of affection and praise for myself and the College is very much appreciated, and coming from some unexpected places. Thank you. It is good to see that beauty, song, and art are so valued, and the support for the commoners that are the majority of the College means the world. It has always been important that the College let the voice of the people be heard, and it has. Of course, the people stopped mocking a target when they could no longer defend themselves.

I can still defend myself, and it seems others will defend me as well.

Written By Thea

April 22, 2020, 7:27 a.m.(2/27/1013 AR)

I.swallowed.eyeballs.

The taste of Thrax was enjoyable and I did enjoy myself. Until next year...

Written By Poppy

April 22, 2020, 7:23 a.m.(2/27/1013 AR)

It's been a week or so since I've arrived in the city and boy, what a week it's been!

I have reconnected with my cousin Volcica, who is just the most amazing person. I have missed her quiet charm and quick wit and glad that the darkness we have faced over the last ten years has not deminished her beautiful spirit.

I saw Svana who has gotten married and owns a shop and is having babes! It's so hard to believe how grown up she has become. I still remember her making me dolls and beating up the children who'd pick on me.

I have made so many new friends too. A prince who has revealed so much more than he planned. A lycene lord who has given me his gloves, a feat I'm told us quite impressive. A northerner who reminded me to always remain true to myself, no matter how things are twisted. A vivacious princess who has helped keep me well informed of all these odd new traditions. I am so blessed with those who have reached out and embraced me in the city.

I do just hope that the Marquis I spilt wine on will forgive me, and that his pirate, no aid. (I think aid) stops staring at me and drawing sharp knives.

Written By Kedehern

April 22, 2020, 2:57 a.m.(2/27/1013 AR)

Another dead end it seems. We'll just have to push on in some other direction.

Written By Ravna

April 22, 2020, 1:41 a.m.(2/26/1013 AR)

I may have, more than once. Even. Yes. I, Ravna, I may have more than once - you know - tied bells to a cat tail. Recently.

Well yes, *of course* the same recently as you. I'm drunk, not high, silly thing. Yes. You, there.

Hmn? How many? Oh. Uh. Twwwooo-en? Ten? Two? Two sounds right. No. Yes. No....mmmnn..no. Ten. Probably. Likely.

Written By Ravna

April 22, 2020, 1:37 a.m.(2/26/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Tython

Cousin! Right out of stories and legends he is, you know, a *proper* sea Culler. You know? I know.

Written By Ravna

April 22, 2020, 1:27 a.m.(2/26/1013 AR)

Hmn? What? ...What? Why do you stare at me so, scholar? You- oh. I what? Journal? Oh.

I have had only two bottles of brandy today. Thankyouverymuch. Prudish thing, you are, yes.

My fame? Oh! Well, you see. You know, well. You have always known, dear friend of mine, that I. Ravna Culler. I have always been - you know - a winner.

Written By Ravna

April 22, 2020, 1:25 a.m.(2/26/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Dio

My. Hero. My, delightfully large, valiant, storm-slicing hero. You, magnificent man...oh, did you bring dice?! I LOVE dice!

Written By Esme

April 22, 2020, 12:06 a.m.(2/26/1013 AR)

I'm freezing, Porter Kennex!

However, I quite enjoyed the Taste of Thrax. I even ate all the interesting foods (I don't want to talk about it). Until I pardoned the octopus. Who shall be known as Bubbles (Not Gary like Rorik wants).

However, I may spend all the next few days in bed trying to get warm again.

Written By Mirari

April 21, 2020, 5:54 p.m.(2/26/1013 AR)

I really, really despise bullies. I do not care what your station is-- High Noble, King, Queen, Noble of a Barony, a Commoner. A foreign dignitary. I, and I cannot emphasize this enough, hate bullies. If I catch wind of your bullying, well. I may be a commoner nobody but I am quite happy to piss people off now and then when it comes to sticking it to bullies.

Written By Tanith

April 21, 2020, 4:18 p.m.(2/26/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Verity

A hedonistic warzone made of cake.



(Delightful.)

Written By Tanith

April 21, 2020, 3:55 p.m.(2/26/1013 AR)

If people are comparable to a food, Verity Lock is a raspberry cake. With lemon pie hidden inside. And the whole thing covered in icing.

Written By Raymesin

April 21, 2020, 2:21 p.m.(2/25/1013 AR)

I've never been an ambitious man, Scholar. It's hard to have dreams when every day is a struggle to survive - and if you don't have dreams you don't have anything people can use to destroy you with. But, just lately, my world has turned upside-down with things I never realised I wanted.

I always knew I wanted respect. Other than that, it was the little things that I craved. Being able to eat, having somewhere safe to sleep, getting a shirt that hadn't had too many former owners or picked up too many stains. The little things came, in time and with effort. But now some big things have come too, hot on each others' heels after very little changing for years.

A wife. I never knew I wanted a wife, but now I can't imagine life without her.
Status in the world outside the Lowers. One or two important people know my name, and seem willing to tolerate my presence, even ask my advice.
Respect. Real respect from those around me, from those who share my world and understand the path I walk.

It is so very strange, and yet not an unwelcome thing.

Written By Strozza

April 21, 2020, 1:38 p.m.(2/25/1013 AR)

I remain jealous of your cats.

Written By Strozza

April 21, 2020, 12:33 p.m.(2/25/1013 AR)

As we move to and from the wheel, what if we were not just in bodies of men and women.

I have all this cloth brought to me, and I just wish to flop into it.

I wonder if one could have been a feline in another life. Or perhaps I was once a hedonist obsessed with tactile comforts.

Either way the servants have brought fresh towels and linens still hot from where they were dried over stoves. This shall be delightful.

Written By Rosalind

April 21, 2020, 9:25 a.m.(2/25/1013 AR)

Second place is just as good as first!

Written By Rosalind

April 21, 2020, 9:24 a.m.(2/25/1013 AR)

I still think Lord Wash should check his hair! There may be a patch missing!

Written By Mihaly

April 21, 2020, 8:16 a.m.(2/25/1013 AR)

Something I have learned today.

Don't be so serious at a Lycene party, even if you win second place. Sometimes, games are meant to simply be fun and not overthink it.

Secondly, there are invisible horses in this world. Invisible horse assassins. Who are experts in fighting with knives.

Written By Ryhalt

April 21, 2020, 3:23 a.m.(2/25/1013 AR)

Between war and what sounds like blood sacrifices, the matter of a landslide that reportedly harmed no one seems insignificant. After the Taste of Arx has run its course, I think I may go out to Westrock and see for myself. I have not had an adventure all year.

Besides, I need to make sure to secure the coffee trees against crazy, pyromaniac business partners and vassals! Just in case. I mean, I did find out that there are such things as invisible horses that kill people with daggers in their teeth.

I just heard a whinny, what was I supposed to do...

Sod it, running now!

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