Written By Lucita
May 3, 2019, 1:13 p.m.(1/14/1011 AR)
Another winter, more snow, more cold. And those from the north call it relatively mild. Brrr.
One of my friends from the north recommended cuddling in a nice nest of furs and pillows before a warm fire was a nice remedy for the cold days. I tried it. My twin children loved having their mother down on their level to cuddle though it turned into a pillow fight and the dogs had to join in to get their share of being petted. It was a pleasant time though don't think that is the sort of cuddling they had in mind when speaking of it.
One of my friends from the north recommended cuddling in a nice nest of furs and pillows before a warm fire was a nice remedy for the cold days. I tried it. My twin children loved having their mother down on their level to cuddle though it turned into a pillow fight and the dogs had to join in to get their share of being petted. It was a pleasant time though don't think that is the sort of cuddling they had in mind when speaking of it.
Written By Martino
May 3, 2019, 10:48 a.m.(1/13/1011 AR)
After long conversation with the Countess Sabine about Fortezza di Iriscal's markets, it calls for a visit when matters around the Great Road are more steady to travel to it. For now, I shall have to be content with a crate of the new brocaded fabric and having it woven into a fine jacket.
Written By Preston
May 3, 2019, 9:07 a.m.(1/13/1011 AR)
An interesting time speaking with a tailor about working with the Templars - it is a pleasant reminder of how many skilled hands are behind each blow of a Templar's blade. The tailors who provide our clothes, the smiths that forge our blades, the armourers and leatherworkers who protect us, the seamstresses and others who sew our tabards and banners, the farriers who shoe our horses. The list goes on.
A Templar must then ensure that the hard work of so many, the involvement of so many, is always in a just cause.
A Templar must then ensure that the hard work of so many, the involvement of so many, is always in a just cause.
Written By Hadrian
May 3, 2019, 8:30 a.m.(1/13/1011 AR)
Within recent time I had an opportunity to meet both Lady Rhiannon and Lady Olivia, both of House Ashford. They made delightful conversation and seemed to function quite well in discussing business-but-not-really-discussing-business. They seemed perfectly at ease while discussing a topic that many would find both exciting and stress-inducing. Whether or not the underlying topic is ultimately pursued or not? It presented a wonderful opportunity to meet a new pair of people who were exceptionally dedicated to their respective families and I look forward to the potential of working with them in the future, even if the original reason behind our discussion does not pan out.
House Fidante recently hosted a festival of sorts in Tor Plaza and it was fantomenal. Yes, that's a combination of fantastic and phenomenal. Innovator. I drank, I ate, I flirted, I danced, and by the end of it all I had such a superb time that I have been eagerly awaiting the announcement of House Fidante's next extravaganza. I really hope at the next one there will be more fire-eaters and that spinning wheel of risk and danger? More of that, please! Wagers could be taken, everyone gets a little sport, and it would truly enhance the evening. In closing on the topic of the party: despite it being a party celebrating autumn, held in the beginning of winter? House Fidante overcame through ingenuity and their connections. So very many braziers, torches, and carefully maintained flames were made present to practically make one forget that as Lord Dante Fidante and I dance our sultry dance that flakes of snow were falling.
Upon delivery by the ever resourceful Master Luigi, I took note of a journal entry made by Cambria. I should probably feel mildly concerned that one of her recent journal entries did not conclude with: "And zero murders". Clearly I need to put greater emphasis on the completion of those ships before an unfortunate accident happens.
There is much more I could write about, but perhaps I will do that soon. For now I must be heading back to my office with Vomas, because it's entirely too cold to walk all the way back to the manor now.
House Fidante recently hosted a festival of sorts in Tor Plaza and it was fantomenal. Yes, that's a combination of fantastic and phenomenal. Innovator. I drank, I ate, I flirted, I danced, and by the end of it all I had such a superb time that I have been eagerly awaiting the announcement of House Fidante's next extravaganza. I really hope at the next one there will be more fire-eaters and that spinning wheel of risk and danger? More of that, please! Wagers could be taken, everyone gets a little sport, and it would truly enhance the evening. In closing on the topic of the party: despite it being a party celebrating autumn, held in the beginning of winter? House Fidante overcame through ingenuity and their connections. So very many braziers, torches, and carefully maintained flames were made present to practically make one forget that as Lord Dante Fidante and I dance our sultry dance that flakes of snow were falling.
Upon delivery by the ever resourceful Master Luigi, I took note of a journal entry made by Cambria. I should probably feel mildly concerned that one of her recent journal entries did not conclude with: "And zero murders". Clearly I need to put greater emphasis on the completion of those ships before an unfortunate accident happens.
There is much more I could write about, but perhaps I will do that soon. For now I must be heading back to my office with Vomas, because it's entirely too cold to walk all the way back to the manor now.
Written By Miranda
May 3, 2019, 8:14 a.m.(1/13/1011 AR)
I love winter in Arx with the lovely snow.
The snow falls and it's so quiet, it dampens the sounds of the world around us.
It just feels peaceful.
It may be a lie. It may be damned cold. Just snuggle up with a friend before a fire and all is right with the world -- at least for those few minutes!
Enjoy it.
The snow falls and it's so quiet, it dampens the sounds of the world around us.
It just feels peaceful.
It may be a lie. It may be damned cold. Just snuggle up with a friend before a fire and all is right with the world -- at least for those few minutes!
Enjoy it.
Written By Arcadia
May 3, 2019, 5:02 a.m.(1/13/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Braden
Lord Laurent is a formidable opponent. Even if he started off easy with me. I hoped I proved myself a worthy opponent.
If not. My still numb fingertips were all in vain.
If not. My still numb fingertips were all in vain.
Written By Shard
May 3, 2019, 4:57 a.m.(1/13/1011 AR)
The only weather more miserable than an Arx summer is a Lyceum summer. A mild winter is entirely deserved, and I'm going to be smug about it.
Written By Willow
May 3, 2019, 2:01 a.m.(1/13/1011 AR)
The promise of a new year is so often clad in white because existence itself is bidding us to remember that this year is new, and to wipe the slate clean in seeking to live it.
Written By Norwood
May 2, 2019, 10:58 p.m.(1/12/1011 AR)
Just to be clear - I have no intention of dying at any point in the near future. Nor giving up Queensguard.
Written By Josephine
May 2, 2019, 5:46 p.m.(1/12/1011 AR)
The snow can just go back up north. I took one look outside my shop and that was that. I'll be sleeping in my forge this night, no matter how much my leg will complain. I'm not making it across town to my home. I don't think I could even see my way to the Hundred cities or even Saik tower. No break from this noise tonight I suppose.
Written By Delilah
May 2, 2019, 2:02 p.m.(1/12/1011 AR)
Snow already piles up in the streets and glistens on the window, driven there by a cruel wind. How quickly the season turns into the welcome of the new year.
It seems barely a week ago, we were admiring the last colours in the botanical gardens. Now everything carries a grey or pale tinge, where visible at all, and nothing's fair in love, war, or winter.
It seems barely a week ago, we were admiring the last colours in the botanical gardens. Now everything carries a grey or pale tinge, where visible at all, and nothing's fair in love, war, or winter.
Written By Thea
May 2, 2019, 11:50 a.m.(1/12/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Domonico
You may have to start sleeping with one eye open. I'm on to you---
Written By Thea
May 2, 2019, 11:40 a.m.(1/12/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Martino
Just when I want to kill you, you do something really nice and someone else wants to kill you instead. Finn makes up for everything. Thank you so much! He will be the best attack dog!
Written By Thea
May 2, 2019, 11:33 a.m.(1/12/1011 AR)
Choices--They are yours but don't be surprised when the consequences catch up.
Written By Valenzo
May 2, 2019, 10:33 a.m.(1/11/1011 AR)
I thought being tasked with thirteen days and nights in the Great Cathedral would be...well, boring.
And stretches of it have been, certainly, though there is something rather entrancing about stained glass. (Also, rum.)
But you meet very interesting people there, and it's a very quiet and beautiful place to reflect. I highly recommend it.
And stretches of it have been, certainly, though there is something rather entrancing about stained glass. (Also, rum.)
But you meet very interesting people there, and it's a very quiet and beautiful place to reflect. I highly recommend it.
Written By Lou
May 2, 2019, 5:27 a.m.(1/11/1011 AR)
I've had some really amazing adventures in my life. Very soon, I think, it will be time for me to sit down and write out some of those adventures as books for the Explorers and the Great Archives. There is wonderment and awe to be experienced out in the world, lost people and races to discover. Every time I go out, there's something new and beautiful, or frightening.
Written By Joscelin
May 2, 2019, 1 a.m.(1/11/1011 AR)
Snow brings giggles and wet dog smell and melted puddles all through the house.
Written By Mikani
May 2, 2019, 12:31 a.m.(1/11/1011 AR)
To whomever left the dragon chest at Redreef Estate. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. That is all I can say. Yes everyone deserves a chance at freedom and this will go a long way in helping assure that for those in Redreef.
Written By Cristoph
May 1, 2019, 10:54 p.m.(1/10/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Norwood
I was afraid you were preparing for your death.
Written By Amari
May 1, 2019, 10:16 p.m.(1/10/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Norwood
You did give me the wheelie horse, and a special cake when I was feeling bad as well. I've known people longer who have gifted me far less, Baron Uncle. Thank you for the Honor knot. Now, I feel I should find for you and Aunt Em something amazing which I won't write here because it will ruin the surprise.
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