Written By Lucita
Sept. 21, 2019, 10:09 p.m.(11/17/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Bliss
A shame you were not there when I sang the Whisper Song. I think you might have enjoyed it. Maybe will just send you a copy.
Written By Mirk
Sept. 21, 2019, 7:45 p.m.(11/16/1011 AR)
I never thought I'd be glad to see Arx again. When I first came to this city, I found it too loud, too crowded, and not at all to my tastes. I didn't care for remaining here month after month, gathering weeds about my feet.
I still don't care for the city. It becomes too smothering at times, and at times I need to be away from it. Fortunately, my duties require the occasional trip to the Northlands or elsewhere.
But still, there's a certain relief at returning here to Arx, and the familiar sight of Halfshav Hall. Perhaps it's finally starting to become home, a little.
I still don't care for the city. It becomes too smothering at times, and at times I need to be away from it. Fortunately, my duties require the occasional trip to the Northlands or elsewhere.
But still, there's a certain relief at returning here to Arx, and the familiar sight of Halfshav Hall. Perhaps it's finally starting to become home, a little.
Written By Preston
Sept. 21, 2019, 6:08 p.m.(11/16/1011 AR)
So I am called once more to the Oathlands. I hope I shall return with as many as I leave with - I hope I shall return as well.
I do not know where I was born, here in Arx or somewhere on a road or some dusty hall. I do not know the name of the woman who sweated and suffered for my life. I hope that at least she would be happy with the path my life has come to. I hope the person who left me on the Rectory steps would be proud of what I have done, and what I hope I will do. But I do not do these things for that reason.
I do what I must because it is the conclusion of the commands and laws of the Gods. That I chose to follow. That I swore my service to.
I do not know where I was born, here in Arx or somewhere on a road or some dusty hall. I do not know the name of the woman who sweated and suffered for my life. I hope that at least she would be happy with the path my life has come to. I hope the person who left me on the Rectory steps would be proud of what I have done, and what I hope I will do. But I do not do these things for that reason.
I do what I must because it is the conclusion of the commands and laws of the Gods. That I chose to follow. That I swore my service to.
Written By Shard
Sept. 21, 2019, 5:56 p.m.(11/16/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Brigida
A sign that nobles should stop using animal corpses to prank each other.
More seriously, does it have to be a sign? I'm honestly asking. The reality of hunts is that sometimes we're not the most dangerous creatures in the forest.
More seriously, does it have to be a sign? I'm honestly asking. The reality of hunts is that sometimes we're not the most dangerous creatures in the forest.
Written By Ida
Sept. 21, 2019, 4:10 p.m.(11/16/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Volcica
I was sent a handful of seraphinite stones by House Stahlben to use in whatever creations I might want to. I had already been toying with an everwinter or black ice sort of theme, and these gems could not have fit in more perfectly, all evergreen and snow-feathers in looks. I made seven pairs of hairpins, two of which I sent as gifts, the rest of which I put in the shop for sale.
I'm thankful House Stahlben thought I might be inspired by the stones which, really, are pieces I plan to work with a lot more in the future.
I'm thankful House Stahlben thought I might be inspired by the stones which, really, are pieces I plan to work with a lot more in the future.
Written By Elgana
Sept. 21, 2019, 3:38 p.m.(11/16/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Ida
Not only am I blessed to have this beautiful seraphinite bear necklace but I lucked upon some exquisite hairpins as well. Jayus truly blesses dame Ida's work, and my collection of hairpins wrought into this world by her skilled hands only continues to grow by leaps and bounds. I cannot wait to put together the perfect outfit to display both her and Lady Volcica's artistry. And these glorious gemstones, of course.
Written By Norwood
Sept. 21, 2019, 2 p.m.(11/16/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Amari
I am quite pleased with the progress of my squire, Lady Amari Keaton. She has proven her title, The White Heart of Keaton, many times over. Her actions do her justice and her heart is in the right place.
It is a pleasure to be a part of her journey towards full self mastery.
It is a pleasure to be a part of her journey towards full self mastery.
Written By Rinel
Sept. 21, 2019, 1:31 p.m.(11/16/1011 AR)
In my homelands, in the hills and mountains of the Telmarch, a certain phenomenon happens when too much snow falls too quickly. The conditions must all be right, and there are many conditions, but when they are in alignment a terrifying force is born into the world.
Avalanche.
It starts simply, with the careless footfall of a mountain traveller, or the frantic flight of a snowhare pursued by an eagle's talons, or any other disturbance that sets the smallest grains in motion. There is a quiet rustle. There is a spillage of snow. And then the cracks begin to spread, and the mountain disgorges snow like a patient vomiting her meal, and the slope itself crumbles underfoot and becomes a wave of ice and strength and death.
I have seen trees uprooted by such waves, and boulders hurled like the toys of some great and terrible giant. I have lost friends to their suffocating frost.
Arx rises high above the land and sea, but I cannot feel as though there is a mountain beyond sight and reckoning above us, on whose dark slopes the snow has fallen fast and careless.
No doubt many will read my words with amusement at the irony, but this is a time for walking softly.
Avalanche.
It starts simply, with the careless footfall of a mountain traveller, or the frantic flight of a snowhare pursued by an eagle's talons, or any other disturbance that sets the smallest grains in motion. There is a quiet rustle. There is a spillage of snow. And then the cracks begin to spread, and the mountain disgorges snow like a patient vomiting her meal, and the slope itself crumbles underfoot and becomes a wave of ice and strength and death.
I have seen trees uprooted by such waves, and boulders hurled like the toys of some great and terrible giant. I have lost friends to their suffocating frost.
Arx rises high above the land and sea, but I cannot feel as though there is a mountain beyond sight and reckoning above us, on whose dark slopes the snow has fallen fast and careless.
No doubt many will read my words with amusement at the irony, but this is a time for walking softly.
Written By Jyri
Sept. 21, 2019, 1:13 p.m.(11/16/1011 AR)
Inspiration can come suddenly. A most pleasant morning with my patron Lord Mirk Halfshav led to a brisk walk in the crisp autumn weather and a moment of shared awe watching something so old it boggles the mind. A hero's memorial, nearly forgotten by now, but there if you look for it. Myself? I stumbled upon it in an amusing manner a couple of years ago; my dog stopped and peed and that's when I saw it. It was in that moment, that I felt like Arx was a home, that there was more to the world and this city. It made me look further and discover history.
When I came home from the stacks later in the day, I painted furiously and the finished result is one I am pleased with. One can't paint too many dragons, right?
When I came home from the stacks later in the day, I painted furiously and the finished result is one I am pleased with. One can't paint too many dragons, right?
Written By Willow
Sept. 21, 2019, 1 p.m.(11/16/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Volcica
Got a gorgeous necklace sent to me by Lady Volcica. Definitely going to be wearing it to the ball later, but debating what to pair with it. It is a shame a budding artisr of such talent already has a patron, it would be a lie to say I wasn't disappointed to hear it. Still, beautiful work, and I can't wait to show it off as the feather matches my tattoo in addition to the stone being so lovely.
Written By Gwenna
Sept. 21, 2019, 11:49 a.m.(11/16/1011 AR)
I truly have the most wonderful family and friends! My cousin, Princess Elgana, gifted me with a bit of star iron that I have yet to have made into anything. With winter coming soon, I thought perhaps I'd have a new outfit made and then have a piece of jewelry done to match. Then? My former protege and the rose of the north, Lady Volcica, sent me a piece of this glorious seraphinite that everyone is raving about. It is an absolutely stunning stone (even without my bias toward my favorite color green!) that will be the perfect compliment to star iron. With Baroness Acantha's furs also in such great demand, I'm of a mind to have a brooch made that I can use to pin a lovely marmot stole around my shoulders with. I can hardly wait for winter!
Written By Ophelia
Sept. 21, 2019, 11:42 a.m.(11/16/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Shard
They certainly do! And it's a good thing that I, too, am armed to the teeth!
Written By Edward
Sept. 21, 2019, 11:25 a.m.(11/16/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Estil
Lady Estil has returned to Arx. I look forward to catching up with her sometime soon.
Written By Edward
Sept. 21, 2019, 11:19 a.m.(11/16/1011 AR)
Back on the warpath.
Written By Mayir
Sept. 21, 2019, 10:36 a.m.(11/16/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Rhea
If the heralds can proclaim that Lord So-and-so is the Minister of Cattle in the Barony of Nowherestorm, how hard do you think it is to get them to proclaim a GREAT and VERY RESPECTABLE Grayhope birth?
Written By Brigida
Sept. 21, 2019, 10:08 a.m.(11/16/1011 AR)
The turkey hunt that recently happened has filled me with concern. The arrival of the dire boar left me shaken. Was Petrichor offended that we had decided to do such an easy hunt. After all turkeys are hardly the most dangerous or elusive of prey. I have no doubt it was a sign from Petrichor. A sign of what though?
Written By Niklas
Sept. 21, 2019, 8:09 a.m.(11/15/1011 AR)
Family dinners on family dinners.
Last night's dinner at Kennex Kay was quite productive. I was able to announce my next project and there was minimal disgruntlement.
And we got to eat quite a bit of very good whitefish chowder.
Last night's dinner at Kennex Kay was quite productive. I was able to announce my next project and there was minimal disgruntlement.
And we got to eat quite a bit of very good whitefish chowder.
Written By Mabelle
Sept. 21, 2019, 3:52 a.m.(11/15/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Acantha
The Clearlake furs are both rich and beautiful, the silver and white shades glistening in the light. And the softness! Goodness!
I have commissioned quite a few items lined with them already, I am in awe!
I am grateful to the Baroness for bringing them to our city!
I have commissioned quite a few items lined with them already, I am in awe!
I am grateful to the Baroness for bringing them to our city!
Written By Mabelle
Sept. 21, 2019, 3:50 a.m.(11/15/1011 AR)
Are wolves an acceptable companion now? Should I worry for my puppies?
Written By Shard
Sept. 21, 2019, 12:56 a.m.(11/15/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Ophelia
They bite.
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