Written By Reigna
June 11, 2019, 4:11 p.m.(4/8/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Kael
I have tried my hand at poetry!
For My Noble Mountain
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Sentiments are noble,
And so are you.
Orchids are white,
Ghost ones are rare,
Fog is thick,
And so is your hair.
Magnolia grows,
With buds like eggs,
Your system is muscular,
And so are your legs.
Sunflowers reach,
Up to the skies,
My sun is dazzling,
And so are your eyes.
Foxgloves in hedges,
Surround the farms,
Force is strong,
And so are your arms.
Daisies are pretty,
Daffies have style,
The way is boyish,
And so is your smile.
A mountain is beautiful,
Just like you
For My Noble Mountain
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Sentiments are noble,
And so are you.
Orchids are white,
Ghost ones are rare,
Fog is thick,
And so is your hair.
Magnolia grows,
With buds like eggs,
Your system is muscular,
And so are your legs.
Sunflowers reach,
Up to the skies,
My sun is dazzling,
And so are your eyes.
Foxgloves in hedges,
Surround the farms,
Force is strong,
And so are your arms.
Daisies are pretty,
Daffies have style,
The way is boyish,
And so is your smile.
A mountain is beautiful,
Just like you
Written By Delilah
June 11, 2019, 2:45 p.m.(4/8/1011 AR)
When the only choice is a leap of faith, grow wings as you leave the ground.
Written By Monique
June 11, 2019, 11:19 a.m.(4/7/1011 AR)
That precise moment when something happens exactly as you said it would, there's a pleasant feeling of deja vu and then a rush of euphoria over (once again) being right. I ought to be a fortune teller.
Written By Margot
June 11, 2019, 10:21 a.m.(4/7/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Radhilde
My newest cousin, I see such great things in your future. I cannot tell you how happy I am to have you here in my house.
Written By Bhandn
June 11, 2019, 4:27 a.m.(4/7/1011 AR)
I find myself thinking on events that transpired nearly two centuries ago, though I have the suspicion that I will be forced to spend more time with tired eyes in order to truly understand exactly what it is that I have learned. History was a subject in which I never found myself immersed, but this past year has been one filled with changes, and I have discovered that I am rather determined to untangle some of the threads. Never yielding until an answer is found, perhaps. It's not like anything /worse/ could happen to me compared to this past year. I rather think how this year - 1011 AR - began is just as unlikely to be surpassed, which only means that it will be if stories can be believed.
Which reminds me: one does hope that my benefactor on the second day of the year will be happy to come to me and receive my gratitude for the gift. It has been ever so /delightful/, these past few months. However, you were fourteen days ahead of the date of my birth. Something to consider the next time you are feeling generous as the year starts. I assure you, I would be more than content with a letter explaining yourself.
Which reminds me: one does hope that my benefactor on the second day of the year will be happy to come to me and receive my gratitude for the gift. It has been ever so /delightful/, these past few months. However, you were fourteen days ahead of the date of my birth. Something to consider the next time you are feeling generous as the year starts. I assure you, I would be more than content with a letter explaining yourself.
Written By Thorn
June 10, 2019, 11:23 p.m.(4/6/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Vincenzo
Ode to the Lucky One
You are the odd to my even
The black to my white
You are the dove to my raven
And wrong to my right
You are the sin to my virtue
The club to my heart
You are the healing to my hurt you
You are the stop to my start
You are the win to my loss
The effect to my cause
You have a handsome face
Where's my wine?
You are the odd to my even
The black to my white
You are the dove to my raven
And wrong to my right
You are the sin to my virtue
The club to my heart
You are the healing to my hurt you
You are the stop to my start
You are the win to my loss
The effect to my cause
You have a handsome face
Where's my wine?
Written By Lethe
June 10, 2019, 9:49 p.m.(4/6/1011 AR)
It's spring again. I've had another birthday. While last year wasn't the happiest one, I'm going to make some changes in my life to make this year better than the last.
Written By Emrys
June 10, 2019, 6:12 p.m.(4/6/1011 AR)
My week within the Shrine of the Thirteenth has drawn to a close. While I will of course return, as any Faithful must, it proved to be surprisingly beneficial in contemplating matters ranging well beyond the apparent scope of the task given to me. While there was thought, and even active discussions with others, regarding the nature of knowledge and how far one might go to uphold their oaths, it also led to other subjects in a manner that surprised me.
All in all, an enlightening experience.
All in all, an enlightening experience.
Written By Joscelin
June 10, 2019, 3:05 p.m.(4/6/1011 AR)
Watching the bevy of messengers slide past my door and continue to the Velenosa wards, imagining that they're all headed to Josephine's makes me snicker, I can't lie. I'm sure at least one of them has messages from me as well but it's no less amusing.
What a strange turn of events! My shop is full of customers and interested clients and the occassional friendly face. A supportive missive from messere Sparte and a few letters... Will I ever get use to this? I suspect yes.
What a strange turn of events! My shop is full of customers and interested clients and the occassional friendly face. A supportive missive from messere Sparte and a few letters... Will I ever get use to this? I suspect yes.
Written By Sparte
June 10, 2019, 10:35 a.m.(4/5/1011 AR)
When I first came to Arx, I found a home with the Iron Guard. The main barracks for Guardsman is crowded and humble, and it was where I was first able to lay down my head. That was in the time leading up to the Silent War.
Five years have passed. Despite offers from friends and family, despite being promoted to an officer, despite having the funds to secure a home for myself, I have continued to bunk with the rest of the guard. Specifically, those under my command. I've done this because I don't want people to follow me because of orders, or because of their duty. I want the men and women of the guard who serve under me to know me, to recognize in me someone who remembers when I was where they are. Someone who will take the time to get to know them.
Unfortunately, as my authority has grown, it has become harder to achieve this effect. There are still people within the guard who I know better for having bunked with them, but it is a fraction of those for whom I am responsible. This has created a different effect, a sense of an elite few that have my ear the rest that don't. I don't care for that. Then there is the issue of Dame Tom and Lieutenant Fireside in the wee hours of the morning. Nobody, myself included, cares to be woken by that.
For those reasons I'm going to be cleaning out one of the officer quarters within the barracks and moving myself and Dame Tom there. I will still encourage the men and women under my command to seek me out. I will do my best to help them overcome their challenges, to push their limits, to prove themselves. Maybe this will be a good thing for everyone.
Five years have passed. Despite offers from friends and family, despite being promoted to an officer, despite having the funds to secure a home for myself, I have continued to bunk with the rest of the guard. Specifically, those under my command. I've done this because I don't want people to follow me because of orders, or because of their duty. I want the men and women of the guard who serve under me to know me, to recognize in me someone who remembers when I was where they are. Someone who will take the time to get to know them.
Unfortunately, as my authority has grown, it has become harder to achieve this effect. There are still people within the guard who I know better for having bunked with them, but it is a fraction of those for whom I am responsible. This has created a different effect, a sense of an elite few that have my ear the rest that don't. I don't care for that. Then there is the issue of Dame Tom and Lieutenant Fireside in the wee hours of the morning. Nobody, myself included, cares to be woken by that.
For those reasons I'm going to be cleaning out one of the officer quarters within the barracks and moving myself and Dame Tom there. I will still encourage the men and women under my command to seek me out. I will do my best to help them overcome their challenges, to push their limits, to prove themselves. Maybe this will be a good thing for everyone.
Written By Sparte
June 10, 2019, 10:18 a.m.(4/5/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Michael
Know that I will pay to replace the garments that suffered from my own contribution to this competition. I will say though that I thought the shade of pink that was managed was an excellent compliment to your complexion. I did at least ask what would be agreeable before participating.
My compliments to whoever did a piece of art for this. That was quite clever.
My compliments to whoever did a piece of art for this. That was quite clever.
Written By Ophelia
June 10, 2019, 9:57 a.m.(4/5/1011 AR)
My favorite time of the year. Oh, how I missed the songbirds!
Written By Mikani
June 10, 2019, 9:15 a.m.(4/5/1011 AR)
It's not getting what you want. It's wanting what you got. .... Wise words.
Written By Mirella
June 10, 2019, 5:14 a.m.(4/5/1011 AR)
I really enjoy spring cleaning.
Written By Mirella
June 10, 2019, 2:48 a.m.(4/5/1011 AR)
I dislike unpleasant smells. Odours. If only I could take a fresh, hard-bristled scrubbing brush and clean soapy water to every last inch of the world. Water that's steaming hot with perfumed oils. Lilac, lavender, jasmine, roses, orange blossom. That would be delightful.
This being said, sometimes one might be expected to suffer the filth of life in order to achieve a task. There's no point in whining about it. You just get on with it. It's horrible, but so are a lot of things.
This being said, sometimes one might be expected to suffer the filth of life in order to achieve a task. There's no point in whining about it. You just get on with it. It's horrible, but so are a lot of things.
Written By Elloise
June 10, 2019, 1:36 a.m.(4/5/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Edward
My husband has written that be believes money can buy happiness. This is logically flawed; happiness and money are two empirically different measurements and may not be compared. To wit: are there no happy poor people? Poor people, do you know no happiness? Are there no miserable rich people?
Far be it from me to say my husband is dumb, but:
Husband. That was dumb.
Far be it from me to say my husband is dumb, but:
Husband. That was dumb.
Written By Thesarin
June 10, 2019, 12:23 a.m.(4/5/1011 AR)
The air is warm, the ground is green, the waters are thawed, and the forests are full of life.
Means the season of marching is coming fast.
Means the season of marching is coming fast.
Written By Torian
June 9, 2019, 11:40 p.m.(4/4/1011 AR)
Let it be recorded that the men and women of the Crafter's Guild have elected to have Josephine Arcuri represent us as Guildmistress now, the previous Guildmistress Joscelin Arterius having retired from the position in good standing. Support appears to have been very strong and if her leadership is half as good as her smithing, we're all sure to continue to be prosperous.
Written By Belladonna
June 9, 2019, 11:34 p.m.(4/4/1011 AR)
I saw a ship sink once. It was a terrible thing. Once it was done, so few swam back to the shore. Death in the sea must be slow torture and despair. I wonder why so many yearn for it.
Written By Bliss
June 9, 2019, 11:32 p.m.(4/4/1011 AR)
On another note, for those of you who might find themselves in the possibility of facing a Folly, I am not going to tell you to not do it. Others certainly will, loudly and often, but I will simply say to you that if your boon request is too boring and ends up with you in a Folly, then you are probably too boring to survive a Folly.
Don't feel bad. Die having fun if that's where you end up.
Don't feel bad. Die having fun if that's where you end up.
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