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Written By Shard

Oct. 10, 2017, 11:20 a.m.(5/16/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Fortunato

You won't catch me singing the praises of cold weather. But I'll take it over the sticky, humid misery southern Arvum calls summer.

Written By Merek

Oct. 10, 2017, 10:06 a.m.(5/16/1007 AR)

And here we prepare for the march to the north. I'm not sure what to write, but I know this battle will be important for the Compact. With only a handful of men compared to the great armies I'll be under the command of, I wonder if I'll be able to make a mark for the name of the King and gods, for elven-kind, for every thing that lives upon this land as free, and to release those under the enemy from their enslavement to powers past our knowledge. It's like some kind of fairy tale, except this is quite real, and much of the balance on Arvum remains in our hands. We will win. We must. There is no other option, no matter what.

Written By Fortunato

Oct. 10, 2017, 8:29 a.m.(5/16/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Shard

Won’t discount desolate beauty, light diffused by ice, so forth. Material for a thousand sketches.

But cold is such bullshit.

Written By Shae

Oct. 10, 2017, 5:13 a.m.(5/15/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Reigna

Rei, I would like nothing more in this world then get to be the midwife for you and Kael's first baby. It would be the /greatest/ honor to get to help you both welcome your most dearly loved one into this world. One that is full of love and brightness, and oh so much hope! It would be a welcome ray of sunshine in the light of all that has been happening. A sign to those that wish to harm this family and those it loves, that our unity and strength is a force to be reckoned with. And that no harm will come to Squall, so long as I can help it.



Perhaps it is time for those lessons in medicine?

Written By Morrighan

Oct. 10, 2017, 3:15 a.m.(5/15/1007 AR)

The journey undertaken wasn't one that I had expected: fitful sleep, bad dreams piled on top of more bad dreams, and a chilling cold that was reminiscent of the Northlands. I've never seen waters quite so icy, but for all the cold and mild discomfort, I'm glad I went. It was my hope to find some more answers, to bring light on matters that still puzzle me, instead I left with even more questions. Funny how that seems to happen..every time. Though I certainly know a bit more now than I did going in, if not as well a bit depressed, but who wouldn't be, after that. There are things pressing in at the back of my head, things I noticed, but didn't want to notice. Spirits, I need a fucking drink. Several of them. Maybe I should just dunk my head in the whiskey barrel when I get home.

Written By Shard

Oct. 10, 2017, 2:50 a.m.(5/15/1007 AR)

I didn't realize how much I'd desperately missed the North until I was back there, even if that realization had to come on a damn boat in the middle of a storm tossed sea. There was nothing particularly enjoyable about the trip to miss, but there was something about the air. The quiet. The emptiness.

Naturally, everyone else seems to have found it mildly horrifying.

Written By Oliver

Oct. 10, 2017, 12:33 a.m.(5/15/1007 AR)

It came out perfect. I had help with the metal, but my contribution is there too - a true symbol of unity, or so I hope it will be perceived as such.

And while I'm not a deeply religious man, I went down to the shrine today to show Jayus the work that is meant for one of His truest and most devote followers. I didn't get struck down or anything, so I think that means I did okay.

Of course, the truest test is yet to come. Soon, I think. It has to be soon. I don't know if I can wait much longer, besides.

Written By Driskell

Oct. 9, 2017, 9:35 p.m.(5/15/1007 AR)

We must be as thankful as we are for our successes as we are for our failures. Only through experience do we evolve and through growth are we able to better the world.

May I remember to be humble and have an open heart on correction given to me, and may the gods bless the one who stands up to provide correction for surely they are their brother's keeper. May I be wise enough to learn from others mistakes so that I might use their footsteps rather than blaze another trail going the same way.

Written By Reigna

Oct. 9, 2017, 8:44 p.m.(5/15/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Marian

I am so very pleased for you, Princess Marian! That your daughter is here is a blessing for us all, and I am charmed by your poem to announce her arrival. Princess Ellara has the first of her boon companions and I hope it is not too presumptuous to hope that my Squall might be an addition to what will likely be a formidable pair of Princesses.

Welcome Princess Nia of Redrain, there is a whole world of love waiting to embrace you and see you succeed.

Written By Monique

Oct. 9, 2017, 8:26 p.m.(5/15/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Marian

An aunt for the second time, and honored to be Speaker for Princess Nia Imogen Redrain, affectionately known as Bert (to me, and no one else). I cannot imagine, though my sister has fought many a heroic battle worth of high praise, that I should ever be more proud of her than I am at the birth of Princess Nia.


I suppose Prince Fergus did all right, too.

Written By Morrighan

Oct. 9, 2017, 7:14 p.m.(5/14/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Marian

It is most uplifting news indeed, congratulations to you and Ferg on your baby girl, I look forward to meeting the new little Princess of Redrain.

Written By Flora

Oct. 9, 2017, 6:55 p.m.(5/14/1007 AR)

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It's all in that little dot at the top.

Written By Samantha

Oct. 9, 2017, 6:29 p.m.(5/14/1007 AR)

Spring and summer. I have seldom left the manor of late, in part because Nara needs me, but also because I've had an oddly lethargic turn of my energies. It's bothersome because I don't want to lose touch with what's going on around me, and I can't serve the people of the March or the city if I am distant from all of the goings on. But I am having moments where motivation is difficult.

Is the right answer to throw myself into my duties as one might be thrown into the river to learn to swim? I suppose so. It's also been ages since Deepwood has held any kind of social function, so perhaps it might be time for one. I suppose there's an ever present worry about people showing up. Speaking to others and communicating ideas is my forte. I need improvement in the art of hostessing.

Written By Marian

Oct. 9, 2017, 5:33 p.m.(5/14/1007 AR)

A little Redrain cub was born today.
On the auspicious fourteenth of May.
My reddish locks with her father's dark eyes.
Who roared with anger instead of sweet cries.
Our little warrior princess with tight grip.
Who gulps her milk rather than petite sips.
Lady Bright, Our Girl Maiden, Nia Imogen.
Our contribution to the next generation.

Written By Valerio

Oct. 9, 2017, 4:16 p.m.(5/14/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Dianna

The Scolding Niece, that is the one I meant my other Darling Niece.

Also, I shall terrorize whoever I please! The house staff occasionally deserve it. Honestly I think it amuses them to get me all blustery, and then bribe me with food. Or good drink.

Written By Ida

Oct. 9, 2017, 3:24 p.m.(5/14/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Joscelin

There is no greater compliment than to render our beloved Guildmaster Joscelin near speechless. To have delighted one of the most ingenious crafters I have ever known is even beyond that. Thank you, my dearest friend, for trusting me with such a wide-open gift of crafting what I felt, especially considering the import of the project. I'm both honored and thrilled they are so kindly received!

Written By Reigna

Oct. 9, 2017, 2:31 p.m.(5/14/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Eirlys

On the subject of family, you, my dear Lady Eirlys Greenmarch, are certainly that to me. Your description of Lady Shae is spot on. She is very much a ray of Sunshine, I have described her that way myself, many a time. Some might think I mean only that she is warm, comforting and can be as sweet as the first rays of sunlight on your face in the Spring. But she is also as fierce as the unrelenting rays, can be as punishing to her foes as a desert heat. She is also as reliable as that great star that rises without fail each dawn to banish the dark.

Lady Shae is a wonder, and a gift. And for more than her presence in our lives, but also in the friends she has brought to Keaton. You, Lady Eirlys, Princess Alis and Prince Fiachra. Marquis Gaston. All of you have become known to us because of Shae and each and every one of you is a blessing.

As to witnessing Squall's birth, well. I shall have to discuss this with Kael and think on it. I am nervous, this I will admit. As the time grows ever nearer, I find that my knowledge of medicines and how things can go so very wrong is a hindrance of sorts. Perhaps having those I feel close to will help ward off those frightening thoughts. I still must see who I can find to be the midwife, there is less time than I think and so very much left to do.

Written By Sebastian

Oct. 9, 2017, 12:09 p.m.(5/14/1007 AR)

To see the bees buzzing once more about the garden, the scent of Fire in the air, and so many blooms to be beheld. It is hard to believe that it has been a year since I came to reside in Arx. How things have changed in such a short time, and how many yet remain the same.

Written By Eirene

Oct. 9, 2017, 12:08 p.m.(5/14/1007 AR)

As reported by Carissa:

Ask the Queen-Elf if there's any fucking elven importance to a total spontaneous Lagoma-lady-of fire-damned clue why blackout. Again. This is the second fucking time it's happened... They like nighttime and darkness and shit so maybe there's an elven thing to it?

As sent:
Your radiant majesty, as long lived as you and your peoples are, have you ever heard of such an event as a spontaneous eclipse? I know your people tend to favor night and the darkness so are there elven significances to such a thing?

With respect
Lady Eirene Malvici

Written By Joscelin

Oct. 9, 2017, 11:52 a.m.(5/14/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Ida

If you've ever a need for weaponry of a particular intimate caliber, I'm proud that we have so many in the Crafters Guild that can offer such skill.

But I am biased, I'm afraid.

She's given me a gift, my Ida, to express my heart and I gave her complete reign to do as she felt inspiration guided her.

I'm beyond delighted. I am speechless.

Thank you, my beloved friend. They are perfect.

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