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Written By Vega

May 4, 2019, 2:57 p.m.(1/16/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Raimon

Your capacity for perseverance in the face of hardship is one of the reasons I married you. I shall endeavor to see that our hearth remains stoked and that there is mulled wine awaiting you in the evenings.

Written By Teireno

May 4, 2019, 1:44 p.m.(1/16/1011 AR)

It hasn't been long since I've been living alone, and already I am starting to feel overwhelmed. Not so much by loneliness, mind you; there are plenty of family and new friends that help in that aspect. It is the indecisiveness in my future that is making me feel unease. I never knew how much I relied on my father's overbearing nature until it is gone.

There are so many paths my life can take right now. It's hard to not feel compelled to travel all of them.

Written By Mayir

May 4, 2019, 12:07 p.m.(1/16/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Perronne

I really have the Best Business Partner Ever.

But also one of my best friends.

Sure, we are the best brokers in Arvum. And sure, we can turn money into even more money.

But my favorite times are sitting and having dinner and gossiping.

Thanks, pal.

Written By Domonico

May 4, 2019, 7:17 a.m.(1/15/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Aahana

I never would have thought it possible to miss the presence of someone the way that I miss my wife, all the way down in Southport, and my unborn child inside of her.

Written By Domonico

May 4, 2019, 3:53 a.m.(1/15/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Thea

My sister nearly beat me in training. I'm proud of her. Immensely.

Written By Raimon

May 4, 2019, 1:46 a.m.(1/15/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Vega

I can endure it. This does not mean I have to enjoy it

Written By Athaur

May 4, 2019, 1:44 a.m.(1/15/1011 AR)

I think my wedding outfit will require warmer clothes...

Written By Ilmia

May 4, 2019, 12:43 a.m.(1/15/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Marzio

This evening I met a most wonderful Lord of the Mazetti family. I was having a bit of fun with my guards in the city center while we were heading back from the markets. Lord Marzio decided to join us. Or well, we ended up in a snowball fight with each other. Even though he told me I should surrender, I did not. It wasn't until Lord Marzio knocked me into a snowbank that I decided to concede the fight to him. I think he's going to have a cold though with all of the snow he had on him.

He was also very kind and saw that I made it home. I do look forward to our next tiny battle though, Lord Mazetti. Whenever you'd like to have another one.

Written By Reigna

May 4, 2019, 12:29 a.m.(1/15/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Juniper

I am so, so pleased to hear reports of your progress. You are an inspiration in so many ways. I will be 'round tomorrow and ready to paint. I always have to remember that I am actually fairly tall. I am just dwarfed by my husband and so many of the Lords of Arx.

Written By Willow

May 3, 2019, 11:52 p.m.(1/15/1011 AR)

I miss my grandmother of late. The Archlector of Petrichor reminds me of her in many ways. Such a strong backbone and such sharp humor. It is worthy of much admiration.

Written By Cambria

May 3, 2019, 10:32 p.m.(1/14/1011 AR)

I should like to put before Vellichor that I have no earthly idea what the connection between boats and murder might be. Further more, I would like it to be known that I have not even set foot upon the deck of any seagoing vessel in many, many months. Possibly even a year. It has been so long, in fact, I cannot even remember the last time!

Written By Evander

May 3, 2019, 9:16 p.m.(1/14/1011 AR)

Winter has set in, and I find I am not prepared, either in the sense of my clothing or mentally, for an Arxian winter. There is much to do and yet all I want to do is huddle by the fire. The books will not find themselves... unless someone wants to send me books to keep me company over the winter. That, I wouldn't object to.

Perhaps I should find some animal company. I have seen many people accompanied by a variety of animals in Arx, and it seems to be the norm here. I am not sure what kind, though. Maybe a dog big enough that I can grab his collar and he can haul me through the snow? Maybe a fox, deft and light and able to bounce over the layers of snow to my sincere envy?

I shall have to consider it more.

Written By Sparte

May 3, 2019, 8:37 p.m.(1/14/1011 AR)

My tasks are finally, after what feels as though it were a journey itself, written. Now I must undertake them.

Written By Vanora

May 3, 2019, 4:40 p.m.(1/14/1011 AR)

The last few days...weeks maybe, have not been what I expected. I've met some wonderfully new interesting people who I hope can be part of this dream I want to build.

But dreaming, jotting down notes and ideas, imagining a beautiful future right out of reach, and then an even more beautiful one that would require some effort. Effort has never been an issue for me, I work hard and always have, it was the only way to get ahead as a youth.

Patience though, that I am sometimes excellent with and sometimes needs practice. I will endeavor to practice extensively.

I also will try harder not to allow my confusion to encourage making assumptions or jumping to conclusions, as a friendly acquaintance recently suggested, not in so many words.

Written By Acantha

May 3, 2019, 4:20 p.m.(1/14/1011 AR)

I've went out on a limb and decided to do my first auction since coming to the city. I'm hoping that it goes well. I'm also hoping that we have a good turn out for this years Winter Festival for Clearlake. I've been trying to make sure the plans are set, but I always feel like I'm doing either too much or too little.

Written By Juniper

May 3, 2019, 3:40 p.m.(1/14/1011 AR)

The hospice now has a floor of wood instead one of beaten earth! And the battle I waged with the spiders who had taken up in the hearth has also been won. They have been moved to the rear yard, where they are tucked into a tent that I stuffed with hay for warmth. I'm sure they meant no harm but it was extremely disturbing to be swarmed while attempting to clear out years of old ashes and soot from their chosen home. Luckily no one was present to witness my screams or contortions as they won the first battle of that particular war.

The windows have begun to go in, which means a great deal more light when there is light to be had... not always a certainty with the snow being a near constant. It's beautiful and reminds me of home, but it also reminds me that I need to be done in my renovation sooner rather than later. Every cot I open will be one less person found in the thaw come spring.

But I have my first client now, an old man named Layne. That's all I know of him /from/ him but from the scars he wears, and the tattered leathers he was wearing when he wandered into the hospice, I think he was a soldier, maybe, or perhaps a mercenary. Whatever he's seen, whatever he's done, and the combination of the years upon him has left him disconnected from the world. I've found some small ways to soothe his tremors and hope that now he's out of the cold, with a full stomach, and the little tasks he's capable of performing, he might achieve a little more stability. Failing that, he is at least safe, warm, and valued.

Though between his stoop and my lack of height, I'm glad I have other volunteers to help me with the painting of the walls. They are very tall and we are very not.

Written By Peri

May 3, 2019, 2:51 p.m.(1/14/1011 AR)

I enjoyed the Salon hosted by Marquis Hadrian Mazetti on charity. Indeed, I often enjoy the salons yet remain quiet so that I can hear what others will say.

The Marquis has done well in his work with ARRG. Some of the discussion turned to the matter of oversight on charitable organizations. The Marguis shared that he “considered it of vital importance to have someone who had lived the life of a refugee, to be a representative of it". That one was Jyri Tersk, now Lord Jyri Whitehawk. Credit was given to the Marquis for his foresight.

Vincenzo set forth the idea to collaborate on a work to make it easy for all charities to follow best practices for governance and oversight.

I find this to be compelling, for there was given an example of one who stole money intended for a charity, but I am also filled with concern. As a leader I am well aware of the abuses that come from micromanagement. One failure mode of more bureaucracy is micromanagement.

I did not wish to remain vague about such things, so I set forth an example during the Salon of the charitable work we do in Pearlspire and gave a scenario whereby one who is ignorant could fuck things up greatly due to ignorance and suspicion. I will set it forth here as well.

House seliki and her people do much to integrate former thralls into the economy of Pearlspire. If any wish to learn fishing and oystering, we work with the communities to have them become productive members of those communities. It so happens that I am an expert in the ways of those who sail, but for this example, I wish all to consider a case where an ignoramus with a bias to suspect misappropriation of resources is put in charge of efforts to incorporate new serfs into our fishing communities.

One who does not have the lived experience of fishing nor trust in the lived experiences of those who do may find it inscrutable that fisherfolk spend time and resources collecting animal fat and pitch rather than fishing lines and nets for the latter are more obviously involved with fishing to anyone, even to those with little experience.

And thus… The choices of such a leader as I describe who is put over the fisherfolk may have then working with befouled hulls due to the lack of pitch and other materials used in the coating of hulls. As such materials may be deemed as irrelevant to the so-called mission of the charity.

Any contracts designed for charitable organizations should be designed with much input from insightful leaders. I look forward to learning what may come from the seeds set forth by Vincenzo and the others who gathered at this Salon.

Written By Brigida

May 3, 2019, 2:25 p.m.(1/14/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Vega

Let it be known that the way Princess Vega Thrax looks to my well being is a prime example of how you should look after your elders. The warm gloves and slippers she had made for me are delightful in this cold weather.

Written By Brigida

May 3, 2019, 1:55 p.m.(1/14/1011 AR)

I want to know who has fed Oswald cabbage! He is now incredibly flatulent and is stinking the place out. I am NOT amused by this turn of events.

Written By Monique

May 3, 2019, 1:40 p.m.(1/14/1011 AR)

Reflecting on my life thus far, I'm amazed by the amount of times my life has been put in mortal danger, and how few times I've been wounded as a result. A great deal of near misses and close calls, and it's no wonder I believe in luck and chance as much as I do. I think the worst I've experienced was a chilling bit of frost bite on a Gray Forest campaign, and even that wasn't without its perks in the recovery.

Or maybe luck is simply the virtue of being better prepared to deal with such situations. It's something I've been mulling over, lately, how to be better prepared.

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