Written By Lore
Oct. 3, 2018, 10:57 a.m.(9/18/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Blacktongue
Awwwwww, love you too, Uncle!
Written By Talen
March 30, 2018, 12:54 a.m.(6/14/1008 AR)
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You taught me so well, uncle.
Written By Monique
Oct. 26, 2017, 7:06 p.m.(6/20/1007 AR)
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One of the most enjoyable evenings I've had. There must be some Lycene in me. That fortune teller, though. Do I owe anyone any favors I can't recall?
Written By Shard
Aug. 27, 2017, 11:56 p.m.(2/8/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Blacktongue
Every now and then I encounter someone who thinks that, one way or another, they can decide how I should--not behave--but simply be, or at the very least, pretend to be. I have no idea why this happens. Maybe it makes them uncomfortable. Maybe they just want everyone to put on the same face in the same way. For whatever reason, they get it into their heads that I need to be more cheerful. I need to be happy. I need to smile. This usually happens the very first time we meet, sometimes the only time we meet. It's easy to tell them from the people who decide they want to cheer me up. Those might be a little mistaken or misguided, but their attempts usually try to do something for me. A smile, a bought drink, an invitation to sit with them. That, I can navigate, and usually, they seem to more or less come to the understanding that I am who I am and I am perfectly content to be that way.
No, these people are the ones that walk up and start prodding and pulling at me. They poke. They insinuate. Sometimes they demand or mock. Smile! Laugh! Be happy! Like I'm a dog trained to respond to their commands. The intent is obvious: I'm supposed to make them more comfortable. Pretending is perfectly acceptable, so long as they can't tell the difference.
I'm not interested in that, and never have been. That's why my job involves killing people for money, instead of making friends at court.
No, these people are the ones that walk up and start prodding and pulling at me. They poke. They insinuate. Sometimes they demand or mock. Smile! Laugh! Be happy! Like I'm a dog trained to respond to their commands. The intent is obvious: I'm supposed to make them more comfortable. Pretending is perfectly acceptable, so long as they can't tell the difference.
I'm not interested in that, and never have been. That's why my job involves killing people for money, instead of making friends at court.
Written By Clover
Aug. 11, 2017, 4:54 a.m.(1/2/1007 AR)
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*A shaky drawing of a an apple, with a hint of water color paint added to it-- the apple is blue. Underneath the apple is written: DO NOT EAT.*
Written By Thena
July 7, 2017, 10:50 a.m.(10/16/1006 AR)
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I am not sure of Vellichor's feelings on it, but Gild smiles upon thriving commerce.
Written By Talen
May 21, 2017, 11:19 a.m.(7/3/1006 AR)
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Whatever you gave me this time actually worked. You're learning to up the dosages, aren't you?
I have to be more careful.
I have to be more careful.
Written By Talen
March 20, 2017, 6:24 a.m.(2/15/1006 AR)
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"Whelp". Really, uncle? I'm not a puppy. I will bite you though, if you keep that up.
Written By Talen
March 19, 2017, 8:10 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)
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Your wedding gift was most appreciated - favourite uncle.
Written By Talen
Jan. 22, 2017, 7:26 p.m.(9/24/1005 AR)
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The Iron Guard imprisoned my uncle's apples. They do a great job for the Compact. Well done, guys.
PS, that's fruitist.
PS, that's fruitist.
Written By Eleyna
Dec. 31, 2016, 1:30 p.m.(7/14/1005 AR)
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Note to self: Never... wait no... ALWAYS eat the apples that Blacktongue offers you. Something interesting is bound to happen.
Written By Talen
Dec. 25, 2016, 6:50 p.m.(6/25/1005 AR)
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My uncle continues to surprise me with the levels of depth he has. I am glad we are under one roof once more. If nothing else I enjoy seeing the aftermath of his victims.
Written By Eleyna
Nov. 27, 2016, 11:01 p.m.(3/25/1005 AR)
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Our verbal sparring is as satisfying as his counsel is valuable. I would not call our friendship unlikely, but it could have just as easily soured into cruelty and sharp words.
I find myself rather glad that it did not.
I find myself rather glad that it did not.
Written By Esera
Oct. 16, 2016, 11:48 p.m.(11/11/1004 AR)
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He was my mother's jester, but before that he was her cupbearer -- her protector, in a world of peril and poison. He had a name, once. Something real. Now he has a lie. Blacktongue the Harlequin, you can bury your name, but you cannot bury the man you were. I will not forget your service to my mother. I pray I may earn your service, in kind. Your protection from peril, if not from poison.
Written By Niccolo
Oct. 16, 2016, 8:46 p.m.(11/11/1004 AR)
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When is a fool not a fool? When he is known as Blacktongue the Harlequin. Donato is an old friend, just like Giovanni was. Carlotta and I have always been close to the Artiglio family, and it isn't any less different with Blacktongue. After Carlotta passed, I've perhaps kept my distance from the man. He reminds me a lot of her, I admit. But we all move on, and he remains an old friend. I don't have a lot of those, old friends, that are still alive and don't happen to hate me.
Written By Ianthe
Oct. 15, 2016, 1:14 p.m.(11/7/1004 AR)
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Wits as sharp as the edge of a blade that could tear one to pieces simply by holding it improperly. He speaks such flattering words, but there is a part of me that suspects that is part of the joke. How could I resist whatever lesson the Jester is willing to teach? Like in any good story, he refused me three times with warnings of cruelty.
Blacktongue asked me what I wish to learn from him, but I fear he would be disappointed in my answer.
His tongue is black. I wonder if his heart is as well.
Blacktongue asked me what I wish to learn from him, but I fear he would be disappointed in my answer.
His tongue is black. I wonder if his heart is as well.
Written By Joscelin
Oct. 15, 2016, 1:43 a.m.(11/6/1004 AR)
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Met this fascinating gentleman at the fountain in the city center while meeting the gem-merchant today. The Harlequin was a delight I've seen in my peripheral, it was good to actually exchange words with the man. That voice is a bit like a purr, I could probably listen to him read trading manifests and not get bored.
Also, he keeps his apples in strange places.
Also, he keeps his apples in strange places.
Written By Acacia
Oct. 11, 2016, 2:38 a.m.(10/22/1004 AR)
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There's not too many people who can successfully unnerve me by not doing anything unnerving at all. Blacktongue is one of them. Master Blacktongue? I can aggravate a lot of people, but he's one of the rare few that I'd prefer not to get on the bad side of. It's kind of a funny thing, considering he's exceptionally witty and skilled at what he does. His wordplay is phenomenal. Maybe there's just something about a mind like that that's intimidating in a way which puts him in a completely different realm than scholars or the like.
Written By Calypso
Oct. 5, 2016, 3:57 p.m.(10/5/1004 AR)
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The Blacktongue. What a disgusting nickname. But all too true it would seem. I met up with Blacktongue in the Hundred Cities Inn and he told me the story of how his tongue got so black. Food tasting is serious business.
Ever sense the accident, however, he has taken up a new role in the House of Velenosa as a sort of court jester. He spent a good solid hour or more trying to make me laugh. Prat falls and cheep tricks might work on some but I require a slightly darker sense of humor. He did manage a smirk out of me, but lets just call that one a pity-smile. I imagine he'll have many more opportunities to try the tricks of his trade on me. He makes excellent drinking company.
Ever sense the accident, however, he has taken up a new role in the House of Velenosa as a sort of court jester. He spent a good solid hour or more trying to make me laugh. Prat falls and cheep tricks might work on some but I require a slightly darker sense of humor. He did manage a smirk out of me, but lets just call that one a pity-smile. I imagine he'll have many more opportunities to try the tricks of his trade on me. He makes excellent drinking company.
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