Written By Khanne
Oct. 16, 2023, 3:44 p.m.(1/8/1021 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
Is someone trying to pull a prank on me?
What is this message I received????
What is this message I received????
Written By Khanne
March 10, 2021, 11:10 a.m.(2/3/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
I struggle with the words to describe how I feel in this moment. I struggled with them when making the announcement of the news. I am not one who is usually at a loss for words. Too often, I am the one with an overabundance of them. Yet, here I am.
My brain tells me I should write a tribute to you, that I should tell the world about the wonderful man that you were. But when I attempt to begin writing about your accomplishments, my mind simply gets lost in memory after memory of you. I remember the first time we sat together to talk. You brought a picnic to the Stone Grove, wanting to ask questions of me. I think it was about balance, but honestly, the foremost memory of that moment was how you looked at me with such excitement for learning, and how you adjusted your glasses every time they slipped.
I remember when I learned why you never really drank. I do not think I have seen such a magnificent bump on the noggin since then. I remember the birthday present you gave me that first year and how completely surprised I was, and how thrilled I was by it. I remember your rules, and how I dared to break them. And your art... oh, how I loved your art. It brings a smile instantly to my face to see one of your works. I remember how you wrote "The Book of You", which was, as it were, all about me. I treasure each and every entry still. I remember how you worried that I was so involved with my work that I would forget to eat. Lourche would come by with a basket full of tasty foods. Mrr. I remember how you said I smelled like 'blue'.
I remember, of course, the dark times too. Like, the mistake I made that still causes me pain to think about. How I felt incomplete for so long. I recall when we began speaking again and how difficult it was, for both of us. And I remember never giving up hope, no matter how dark it got.
I remember when we began to reconcile. How you brought me gifts; lovely dresses, a beautiful ornamental sprig of lavender for my hair. I remember how you called me your Light. I remember stolen moments that grew longer and longer. I remember waiting for spring. Oh, how I loved winter... until that year when it felt like Spring was painfully far away and could not arrive quick enough. I remember how welcomed into Halfshav you were, and how everyone was so excited to have a scholar of your like in our family. I remember how much fun we had torturing my brother.
I remember how the curls lay across your forehead and how my fingers seemed magnetized to them, twirling and winding that spring of hair around them playfully.
Let others extoll tales of your brilliant mind, your gifts as an alchemist, and all that. I will tell the world about the man behind all that. The man who moved me emotionally more than anyone else I have ever known. If they can not tell how amazing you were by my words, they will never truly understand. The Queen of Endings is richer today for having you with her, and the rest of us will have to carry the wealth of the memory of you instead.
I remember.
Always.
My brain tells me I should write a tribute to you, that I should tell the world about the wonderful man that you were. But when I attempt to begin writing about your accomplishments, my mind simply gets lost in memory after memory of you. I remember the first time we sat together to talk. You brought a picnic to the Stone Grove, wanting to ask questions of me. I think it was about balance, but honestly, the foremost memory of that moment was how you looked at me with such excitement for learning, and how you adjusted your glasses every time they slipped.
I remember when I learned why you never really drank. I do not think I have seen such a magnificent bump on the noggin since then. I remember the birthday present you gave me that first year and how completely surprised I was, and how thrilled I was by it. I remember your rules, and how I dared to break them. And your art... oh, how I loved your art. It brings a smile instantly to my face to see one of your works. I remember how you wrote "The Book of You", which was, as it were, all about me. I treasure each and every entry still. I remember how you worried that I was so involved with my work that I would forget to eat. Lourche would come by with a basket full of tasty foods. Mrr. I remember how you said I smelled like 'blue'.
I remember, of course, the dark times too. Like, the mistake I made that still causes me pain to think about. How I felt incomplete for so long. I recall when we began speaking again and how difficult it was, for both of us. And I remember never giving up hope, no matter how dark it got.
I remember when we began to reconcile. How you brought me gifts; lovely dresses, a beautiful ornamental sprig of lavender for my hair. I remember how you called me your Light. I remember stolen moments that grew longer and longer. I remember waiting for spring. Oh, how I loved winter... until that year when it felt like Spring was painfully far away and could not arrive quick enough. I remember how welcomed into Halfshav you were, and how everyone was so excited to have a scholar of your like in our family. I remember how much fun we had torturing my brother.
I remember how the curls lay across your forehead and how my fingers seemed magnetized to them, twirling and winding that spring of hair around them playfully.
Let others extoll tales of your brilliant mind, your gifts as an alchemist, and all that. I will tell the world about the man behind all that. The man who moved me emotionally more than anyone else I have ever known. If they can not tell how amazing you were by my words, they will never truly understand. The Queen of Endings is richer today for having you with her, and the rest of us will have to carry the wealth of the memory of you instead.
I remember.
Always.
Written By Lianne
March 10, 2021, 2:28 a.m.(2/2/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
Percephon was one of my first and truest friends here in the capital. I still remember certain details of our first conversations, nearly a decade ago now, so vividly. Curiosities about colors before he made his terrible attempts at painting. Our contention before we settled into mutual respect. Our discussions about experiments. Our terrible trip up to the Red Mountains through the snow. All the metaphysical theory which followed.
He was one of the first to watch after me as I began my studies in earnest, always quick with a polished mirror and a keen question. He started the rumor of my beard. He married the woman who's become my dearest friend over the years. And he drifted away into his work as I retreated into mine.
It is a strange ache, to lose someone whose significance had dimmed, who held an important role in foundational years but had grown distance since. It feels so dull when I know how Khanne must hurt, how unique the grief which comes with the lose of one's beloved.
Still, that's three this month. Three people I'd known for nearly my entire time in Arx, three people who held particular places in my heart, dead or disappeared. And that on top of other losses.
If winter is to be a time of reaping, let spring bring growth to match.
He was one of the first to watch after me as I began my studies in earnest, always quick with a polished mirror and a keen question. He started the rumor of my beard. He married the woman who's become my dearest friend over the years. And he drifted away into his work as I retreated into mine.
It is a strange ache, to lose someone whose significance had dimmed, who held an important role in foundational years but had grown distance since. It feels so dull when I know how Khanne must hurt, how unique the grief which comes with the lose of one's beloved.
Still, that's three this month. Three people I'd known for nearly my entire time in Arx, three people who held particular places in my heart, dead or disappeared. And that on top of other losses.
If winter is to be a time of reaping, let spring bring growth to match.
Written By Corban
March 9, 2021, 4:26 p.m.(2/1/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
My cousin Percephon is gone from the world, and the Dream is poorer for it. A gentle soul and a dedicated scholar, he was my sounding board in times of greatest need. I hope I provided something similar for him, though I am neither as smart nor as clever as he was. Most of all, he was my family, and he was my friend, and my heart is heavy for his absence.
Great Queen of Beginnings and Endings, I pray that You welcome the unique and irreplaceable soul of Percephon Halfshav to your Wheel. May he, when it pleases You, return to us, and, if it does not, that he spend the rest of his days in Elysium surrounded by all the books that one man can ask for.
For me, I shall add a symbol of his glasses to my sash, in honor of his service rendered to Vellichor. As Silver's Arx endures, I will remember him.
Great Queen of Beginnings and Endings, I pray that You welcome the unique and irreplaceable soul of Percephon Halfshav to your Wheel. May he, when it pleases You, return to us, and, if it does not, that he spend the rest of his days in Elysium surrounded by all the books that one man can ask for.
For me, I shall add a symbol of his glasses to my sash, in honor of his service rendered to Vellichor. As Silver's Arx endures, I will remember him.
Written By Khanne
July 15, 2018, 11:56 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
Recently, my husband wrote in his journal about a certain gown he had gifted to me.
He wrote: "Much like marriage, Dame, the waiting was worth it."
I've already written about Morrighan's beautiful work (the gown is to die for), but this.... this is about my husband.
The waiting was so worth it.
There was a series of moments to wait through... and some times, I thought I might be driven mad for the waiting. Sometimes, I found myself counting the days, which is completely unlike me, truly. But everything, every single moment; from highs to lows and back up, those bits of impatience born from eagerness, the quiet times when I was wanting to shout about love and happiness.... every single moment - worth it.
I cannot believe in just a couple months it will be a full year already! We've been so busy, we never even held the reception Reigna was so anticipating... I suppose an anniversary party will be in order. A whole year of being your Lady-wife. I truly am the luckiest woman in the entire world to be married to the absolute best husband all around.
I could say, I can't wait until we are celebrating our fifth, tenth, twentieth anniversaries and beyond! But.... I know....
It will be worth the wait.
Always.
He wrote: "Much like marriage, Dame, the waiting was worth it."
I've already written about Morrighan's beautiful work (the gown is to die for), but this.... this is about my husband.
The waiting was so worth it.
There was a series of moments to wait through... and some times, I thought I might be driven mad for the waiting. Sometimes, I found myself counting the days, which is completely unlike me, truly. But everything, every single moment; from highs to lows and back up, those bits of impatience born from eagerness, the quiet times when I was wanting to shout about love and happiness.... every single moment - worth it.
I cannot believe in just a couple months it will be a full year already! We've been so busy, we never even held the reception Reigna was so anticipating... I suppose an anniversary party will be in order. A whole year of being your Lady-wife. I truly am the luckiest woman in the entire world to be married to the absolute best husband all around.
I could say, I can't wait until we are celebrating our fifth, tenth, twentieth anniversaries and beyond! But.... I know....
It will be worth the wait.
Always.
Written By Morrighan
July 14, 2018, 8:28 p.m.(3/11/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
...was it really that long?
Oh. It was. I didn't even realize. Time gets away from me, occasionally I just don't realize how swiftly it passes by. Sorry Perce, but I'm thrilled to hear that she loved it.
Oh. It was. I didn't even realize. Time gets away from me, occasionally I just don't realize how swiftly it passes by. Sorry Perce, but I'm thrilled to hear that she loved it.
Written By Alis
July 13, 2018, 2:08 p.m.(3/9/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
I thought a comparASSon was in order.
I hope you're proud. That was positively painful to write.
I hope you're proud. That was positively painful to write.
Written By Arik
July 8, 2018, 10:44 p.m.(2/27/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
Brother-in-law you do indeed know where I sleep. Next to Frostfang, every night, with one eye open, like all proper northern men. I invite you to disturb me when I'm not making a racket!
Written By Khanne
July 4, 2018, 7:17 p.m.(2/18/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
Always.
It's one of my favorite words. And for us, it says everything we ever need it to say between us.
Always.
It's one of my favorite words. And for us, it says everything we ever need it to say between us.
Always.
Written By Khanne
July 1, 2018, 11:22 p.m.(2/13/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
You simply amaze me every day. Halfshav is very lucky to count you amongst our house. And I? I am the luckiest woman in the Compact.
Just thought you should know how wonderful you are.
Just thought you should know how wonderful you are.
Written By Oliver
June 15, 2018, 9:44 p.m.(1/9/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
It wasn't my dog. Butt that's what makes it hilarious.
Written By Joscelin
June 15, 2018, 9:40 p.m.(1/9/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
Don't sully my love of puns by encouraging that man!
Written By Monique
May 29, 2018, 9:53 p.m.(11/15/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
I think we both know the answer to that already, my friend. For both of us.But which is more useful, really, intelligence or wisdom?
Written By Echo
May 18, 2018, 1:40 p.m.(10/7/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
So where are we heading, captain?
We /are/ going on an adventure with your new-found vessel, are we not?
We /are/ going on an adventure with your new-found vessel, are we not?
Written By Joscelin
May 17, 2018, 1:41 a.m.(10/4/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
I want the credit. I want all of the credit.
Written By Belladonna
May 17, 2018, 1:22 a.m.(10/4/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
Perhaps...
The "Just Another Cog In The Sea"?
The "Just Another Cog In The Sea"?
Written By Joscelin
May 17, 2018, 1:22 a.m.(10/4/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
Most of those sound like uncomfortable afflictions of the genitalia.
Written By Echo
April 3, 2018, 3:34 p.m.(6/25/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
Tygra is safe and sound in Lord Percephon (Halfshav!)'s care now. I took Tygra over to the House of Questions for the compulsory rabbit registration and he got a cute little pink ribbon around his collar. I don't know if this marks him as Inquisition approved or not, but I think it makes him look very dapper overall. I can only imagine that he'll be confused in his new home, but I have made sure to leave his hutch exactly as Eirlys has left it. Lord Percephon will probably spoil the little bun to bits, but I'll be sure to stop by occasionally to make sure that he is not /too/ spoiled.
Written By Khanne
March 12, 2018, 3:46 p.m.(5/7/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
It is an echo of a statement heard a fair bit in regards to the recent proclamation announcing my betrothal to Lord Percephon Telmar.
Finally!
It is a sentiment that makes me smile to hear, no matter how many times I have, because it is a thought that I share.
Finally!
Finally, I am able to speak of Percephon without holding back what I feel or hopes I have for our future. Finally I am able to smile at him across a room and not care who thinks I might be flirting. Finally! Finally so many things!
Finally, I can say: Perce, you bring a smile to my face every single day, and make sure I fall asleep with one every single night. We have such a bright future before us, and I look forward to every single moment we are able to share with one another. The ties that will bind our houses will be strong and we will make formidable allies. I hope we will have decades together, full of organizing and reading books, discovering mysteries, philosophical discussions, piecing puzzles together, and deep laughs over puns... as well as all the mushy stuff that I will save for our private discussions and not put in the journal. I promise to try to ensure that your every day also begins with a smile, and that your every evening ends with one as well.
We've gone through so much, those closest to us know, and come out stronger for it. I am thankful for my stubbornness in never giving up hope. I am thankful for forgiveness. I am thankful for second chances. I am thankful for the Spirits and the Gods that smile upon us.... Most of all... I am thankful for you and can't wait to be your wife.
Finally!
It is a sentiment that makes me smile to hear, no matter how many times I have, because it is a thought that I share.
Finally!
Finally, I am able to speak of Percephon without holding back what I feel or hopes I have for our future. Finally I am able to smile at him across a room and not care who thinks I might be flirting. Finally! Finally so many things!
Finally, I can say: Perce, you bring a smile to my face every single day, and make sure I fall asleep with one every single night. We have such a bright future before us, and I look forward to every single moment we are able to share with one another. The ties that will bind our houses will be strong and we will make formidable allies. I hope we will have decades together, full of organizing and reading books, discovering mysteries, philosophical discussions, piecing puzzles together, and deep laughs over puns... as well as all the mushy stuff that I will save for our private discussions and not put in the journal. I promise to try to ensure that your every day also begins with a smile, and that your every evening ends with one as well.
We've gone through so much, those closest to us know, and come out stronger for it. I am thankful for my stubbornness in never giving up hope. I am thankful for forgiveness. I am thankful for second chances. I am thankful for the Spirits and the Gods that smile upon us.... Most of all... I am thankful for you and can't wait to be your wife.
Written By Marian
March 9, 2018, 5:09 p.m.(5/1/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
You are one of the smartest men that I have ever met. Your engagement to Lady Khanne only solidifies my belief of your intelligence. She is a beautiful treasure who's beauty shines both inside and out.
As you pack your things to move to the Redrain Villa, know an old friend waits to greet you.
As you pack your things to move to the Redrain Villa, know an old friend waits to greet you.
Please note that the scholars may take some time preparing your journal for others to read.