Written By Samantha
June 14, 2020, 8:04 p.m.(6/22/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
It has taken me some time to fully go through the motions of living without the expectation of another being there. The busy work has kept it mostly from my mind from making sure Rymarr's things were handed out appropriately to those he wished to receive them to seeing that he was immortalized for the generations to come. Through this I have learned that Rymarr befriended more than his fair share even if he might have not have thought he did.
There is no reference in life to compare to losing the one who was responsible beside you for the welfare of so many. The one who was your partner in all things and the father of your children. Layne and Nara reflect their father in many ways and in many others they do not. I did say at his memorial that there would never be another quite like him. His sense of duty and honor was unmatched by many and his perception of the world around him was definitely the anchor to many things. He never once faltered and for that I am grateful. It strengthened Deepwood and kept us surefooted.
Now that most of the work has been done the manor is quiet. Granted Rymarr was never a loud soul but the sound of him in armor, the mere feeling of his presence in his study or just the knowledge that he was on the grounds has faded and with it I finally understand the depth of what loss is. Its not just the person or their personality, its their presence in all the small ways. From the breathing beside you to the knowledge there will be support no matter what comes. The path is no longer quite so smooth or quite so easy to navigate but I know its there and its there because of him. Deepwood will not falter, but the way will be harder without him and I suppose that is where I will honor him. Each step taken is one where he is there beside us in spirit, knowing he helped forge that path and direct it. Rymarr continues to live on through all of us that found him a friend or confidante.
The way is not lost. He is not lost even if the constant reminder is. It is hard to put out the flame of another's deeds and soul when it has so brightly burned before. The light remains in every part of this manor, in every part of Old Oak and within our children. They shall inherit what we built together and you will live on here, through us and your values shall not be forgotten.
We miss you in ways that can not be replaced or remembered. For those things I grieve and I am sure will continue to grieve for some time but I do know that you have made it somewhere where you are needed. Where others will call on you because if one thing has been made clear during your life was that you were a man of duty, honor and valor.
Be at peace, my lion. The battle was won.
Your Daisy
There is no reference in life to compare to losing the one who was responsible beside you for the welfare of so many. The one who was your partner in all things and the father of your children. Layne and Nara reflect their father in many ways and in many others they do not. I did say at his memorial that there would never be another quite like him. His sense of duty and honor was unmatched by many and his perception of the world around him was definitely the anchor to many things. He never once faltered and for that I am grateful. It strengthened Deepwood and kept us surefooted.
Now that most of the work has been done the manor is quiet. Granted Rymarr was never a loud soul but the sound of him in armor, the mere feeling of his presence in his study or just the knowledge that he was on the grounds has faded and with it I finally understand the depth of what loss is. Its not just the person or their personality, its their presence in all the small ways. From the breathing beside you to the knowledge there will be support no matter what comes. The path is no longer quite so smooth or quite so easy to navigate but I know its there and its there because of him. Deepwood will not falter, but the way will be harder without him and I suppose that is where I will honor him. Each step taken is one where he is there beside us in spirit, knowing he helped forge that path and direct it. Rymarr continues to live on through all of us that found him a friend or confidante.
The way is not lost. He is not lost even if the constant reminder is. It is hard to put out the flame of another's deeds and soul when it has so brightly burned before. The light remains in every part of this manor, in every part of Old Oak and within our children. They shall inherit what we built together and you will live on here, through us and your values shall not be forgotten.
We miss you in ways that can not be replaced or remembered. For those things I grieve and I am sure will continue to grieve for some time but I do know that you have made it somewhere where you are needed. Where others will call on you because if one thing has been made clear during your life was that you were a man of duty, honor and valor.
Be at peace, my lion. The battle was won.
Your Daisy
Written By Shard
June 10, 2020, 5:33 a.m.(6/13/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
I didn't really know Tescelina. We spoke in passing. I remember the name. I remember some of the conversations. She once showed me a letter five hundred years old that moved her to tears, and she wasn't afraid to show it. I don't remember, in any of those very brief moments, ever seeing her afraid. That's not a very good eulogy, though. It's what I have.
I knew Rymarr, but not well. We weren't exactly friends, or enemies; I think I'd describe him as a skilled commander and occasional asshole who trusted me to do my job enough that he kept calling me back to do more of it, even when I fucked up in some embarrassing ways. Distant but devoted to his duties and his family, if that even makes any sense. I went on several missions with him, for money and without. There's one in particular that I remember. It was a /very/ memorable trip.
It occurs to me that there are an awful lot of people from that mission who are dead or gone now. Aislin. Thena. Esoka. Now Rymarr. It's not a curse, of course, it's just time. Time and choices.
I knew Rymarr, but not well. We weren't exactly friends, or enemies; I think I'd describe him as a skilled commander and occasional asshole who trusted me to do my job enough that he kept calling me back to do more of it, even when I fucked up in some embarrassing ways. Distant but devoted to his duties and his family, if that even makes any sense. I went on several missions with him, for money and without. There's one in particular that I remember. It was a /very/ memorable trip.
It occurs to me that there are an awful lot of people from that mission who are dead or gone now. Aislin. Thena. Esoka. Now Rymarr. It's not a curse, of course, it's just time. Time and choices.
Written By Jenessa
June 8, 2020, 4:27 p.m.(6/10/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
Prevail Through Calamity. For every Lyonesse that has come into existence since the formation of our House, these three words are deeply ingrained in both heart and mind. Never before has our motto filled my thoughts so completely. It is persistent and repetitious. My mantra.
There have been many hardships we Lyons have overcome, calamitous events survived and wars won since our foundation. We anticipate and expect, at all times, for anything and everything to go wrong, but still hold tightly to hope and the belief that we will prevail - I do, at least.
Even when the worst situation imaginable is held as a viable possibility, we are prepared to endure, to overcome, but I never saw this coming. Perhaps I should have, should have kept it in the back of my mind, that any day, any hour, it was a possibility. But I didn't. Had I done so, it might have prepared me for Rymarr's death. Instead I'm reeling from it, wondering what hit me, and how.
I'm numb. Lost. I keep repeating our motto with the hope that it will help me endure and provide me with comfort. There were six of us originally, Rymarr being the second eldest. I had three brothers, but we lost Marcorr and Dormire when I was a child, and then it was the four of us. We four endured together, and it was with Rymarr that I had the strongest bond with out of all my siblings. Now we are three.
We still had so much to do, brother. I had things yet to tell you, to share with you. I had yet to update you on my research, there is still so much, so much left undone, and I am filled with regret. I should have taken time to visit, I should have written more, and instead I was always nose deep in manuscripts and tomes, spending hours upon hours in the library or the Great Archives. I'm sorry.
You were always everything I thought a Lyonesse should be, the perfect epitome, an example that all Lyons should strive to learn from, if not become, in our own fashion. I looked up to you the most, you always had my utmost admiration and respect. I've always been tremendously proud of you, of everything you have accomplished, and to hear of your valor and heroism, of your final act in this world, I couldn’t be more proud. Some have said a legend has been born from this, and it undoubtedly has, but you've always been that sort of figure to me, since I was a child.
You were always there when I needed you. When tragedy struck after I came to Arx five years ago, and the mantle of responsibility abruptly fell on my shoulders, you were there to help me. Countless times did you offer your wisdom and guidance, gently nudging me onto the right path, many more times were you my confidant, always listening when I was troubled, angry, or distressed, and never casting any judgment on my inexperience and missteps while I was trying to settle into my role as Voice.
The world is a little less without you in it, brother, and I have simultaneously lost my best friend. I weep, knowing I'll never again have conversations with you, or hear that familiar clanking of your armor when your steps brought you to the Chateau, never again share with you the excitement when I found something of interest with my research. I will miss you, your sense of humor, and sending you pies when I might see one in the window of a shop when strolling about the city - I know you dearly loved pies.
I am beside myself with grief, but I know you wouldn't wish it, and I know that I must not falter, or let myself become overwhelmed with emotion or irrationality. It isn't our way. Your departure is acutely felt, but through this, too, I must prevail. There is work still to be done, and I promise you that I will not give up on that task. I will see it through, and I hope I can make you proud. I will miss you terribly, Rymarr, more than I can express with words, but never will you be forgotten. You truly were the greatest Lyon in our pride. I love you, brother, and we will prevail, I promise.
There have been many hardships we Lyons have overcome, calamitous events survived and wars won since our foundation. We anticipate and expect, at all times, for anything and everything to go wrong, but still hold tightly to hope and the belief that we will prevail - I do, at least.
Even when the worst situation imaginable is held as a viable possibility, we are prepared to endure, to overcome, but I never saw this coming. Perhaps I should have, should have kept it in the back of my mind, that any day, any hour, it was a possibility. But I didn't. Had I done so, it might have prepared me for Rymarr's death. Instead I'm reeling from it, wondering what hit me, and how.
I'm numb. Lost. I keep repeating our motto with the hope that it will help me endure and provide me with comfort. There were six of us originally, Rymarr being the second eldest. I had three brothers, but we lost Marcorr and Dormire when I was a child, and then it was the four of us. We four endured together, and it was with Rymarr that I had the strongest bond with out of all my siblings. Now we are three.
We still had so much to do, brother. I had things yet to tell you, to share with you. I had yet to update you on my research, there is still so much, so much left undone, and I am filled with regret. I should have taken time to visit, I should have written more, and instead I was always nose deep in manuscripts and tomes, spending hours upon hours in the library or the Great Archives. I'm sorry.
You were always everything I thought a Lyonesse should be, the perfect epitome, an example that all Lyons should strive to learn from, if not become, in our own fashion. I looked up to you the most, you always had my utmost admiration and respect. I've always been tremendously proud of you, of everything you have accomplished, and to hear of your valor and heroism, of your final act in this world, I couldn’t be more proud. Some have said a legend has been born from this, and it undoubtedly has, but you've always been that sort of figure to me, since I was a child.
You were always there when I needed you. When tragedy struck after I came to Arx five years ago, and the mantle of responsibility abruptly fell on my shoulders, you were there to help me. Countless times did you offer your wisdom and guidance, gently nudging me onto the right path, many more times were you my confidant, always listening when I was troubled, angry, or distressed, and never casting any judgment on my inexperience and missteps while I was trying to settle into my role as Voice.
The world is a little less without you in it, brother, and I have simultaneously lost my best friend. I weep, knowing I'll never again have conversations with you, or hear that familiar clanking of your armor when your steps brought you to the Chateau, never again share with you the excitement when I found something of interest with my research. I will miss you, your sense of humor, and sending you pies when I might see one in the window of a shop when strolling about the city - I know you dearly loved pies.
I am beside myself with grief, but I know you wouldn't wish it, and I know that I must not falter, or let myself become overwhelmed with emotion or irrationality. It isn't our way. Your departure is acutely felt, but through this, too, I must prevail. There is work still to be done, and I promise you that I will not give up on that task. I will see it through, and I hope I can make you proud. I will miss you terribly, Rymarr, more than I can express with words, but never will you be forgotten. You truly were the greatest Lyon in our pride. I love you, brother, and we will prevail, I promise.
Written By Ida
June 8, 2020, 11 a.m.(6/10/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
Not you too, my dear old friend. I can't even find the words to describe this feeling of loss. It is like losing a part of my history. There aren't a lot of people left who I can trace back my path in Arx with, and you were one. I feel lost, but I know I can't allow that for long; you sure as abyss would not brook it, hmm? Thank you for the opportunities, trust, and friendship. You will be severely missed.
Written By Fortunato
June 8, 2020, 10:41 a.m.(6/9/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
We all return to the Wheel. But I hope you never forgot how valuable living was.
Written By Porter
March 8, 2020, 10:27 a.m.(11/21/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
I wonder about Marquis-Consort Rymarr Deepwood sometimes. Did he ever get his survival training? Or did he find out the hard way that every mushroom is edible at least once?
I suppose I'd have heard about his death due to mushroom misconsumption if that were the case.
I suppose I'd have heard about his death due to mushroom misconsumption if that were the case.
Written By Bhandn
Aug. 20, 2019, 1:11 a.m.(9/7/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
I have found my correspondence with the Marquis-Consort of Deepwood to be of a nature I cannot define. I do not write this to say it was discomforting, but rather impacted me such as to leave me thinking on it for some time after, as the unexpected tends to do. In particular, I speak of just how powerfully striking our similarities are, in that each of us has, by the grace of Lagoma, has been given the opportunity to change. Never have I had such an encounter before, and in many ways it was disarming.
I confess, there was some unease on my part, as it seemed presumptuous to write him on that matter in the first place. That he responded favorably, and with more beside, had left me in a state of considerable surprise. Still, he played a willing ear, and asked the question that reinforced just how seriously he took my request. He will have to try harder to disarm me with his queries in the future, however, as I was prepared for that particular offensive.
It is my hope that time will allow us the opportunity to share more stories in the future, and I find myself wondering what he would say to one of them in particular. Yet, for all my wondering, some of my stories are ones that I must wait to tell, and I imagine the same is true for him. That saddens me, in some ways, but necessity rarely pays heed to the sentiments of those caught in that particular web.
If you should happen to read this, my lord, I assure you I very much look forward to your forthcoming missive.
I confess, there was some unease on my part, as it seemed presumptuous to write him on that matter in the first place. That he responded favorably, and with more beside, had left me in a state of considerable surprise. Still, he played a willing ear, and asked the question that reinforced just how seriously he took my request. He will have to try harder to disarm me with his queries in the future, however, as I was prepared for that particular offensive.
It is my hope that time will allow us the opportunity to share more stories in the future, and I find myself wondering what he would say to one of them in particular. Yet, for all my wondering, some of my stories are ones that I must wait to tell, and I imagine the same is true for him. That saddens me, in some ways, but necessity rarely pays heed to the sentiments of those caught in that particular web.
If you should happen to read this, my lord, I assure you I very much look forward to your forthcoming missive.
Written By Samantha
Aug. 12, 2019, 12:49 p.m.(8/20/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
If I am being honest, while I worked earnestly to seek an end to the conflict with Grayreeve, it is my husband Rymarr who truly carried the weight. It is seldom that I make the decision to commit to aggressive action - usually it is the other way around. Rymarr would be the one to propose a military solution, and I am the one who would call for a stay of hand. With Grayreeve, I must admit that it was quite the opposite.
I'm grateful for this. Because being willing to take on the opposite approach from each other means we both have grown as people. Because the choice of negotiation rather than warfare won the day, regardless of the source.
Have I mentioned how proud I am of Rymarr Deepwood? How different my life would be without him.
I'm grateful for this. Because being willing to take on the opposite approach from each other means we both have grown as people. Because the choice of negotiation rather than warfare won the day, regardless of the source.
Have I mentioned how proud I am of Rymarr Deepwood? How different my life would be without him.
Written By Samantha
May 8, 2019, 10:41 a.m.(1/23/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
This may be rather belated, but my husband really does make a rather lovely woman.
Written By Lore
May 6, 2019, 3:56 p.m.(1/20/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
My deepest thanks for the very generous gratuity added to your recent purchase. I actually had to stop your assistant and check three times that you meant to send that amount. I will certainly look forward to any future business we conduct!
To all other merchants, and buyers, 85% gratuity on the bill is NEVER expected, but ALWAYS welcomed!
To all other merchants, and buyers, 85% gratuity on the bill is NEVER expected, but ALWAYS welcomed!
Written By Rook
May 6, 2019, 8:55 a.m.(1/19/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
Marquis. You may need to part with more silver or set realistic expectations on trying to secure that much diamondplate at a discount of over forty percent.
I am sure the tenacity though is appreciated by someone.
I am sure the tenacity though is appreciated by someone.
Written By Lore
April 22, 2019, 11:52 p.m.(12/21/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
Be forewarned, my lord. It will itch more than the worst poison oak you could imagine. For at least a week, possibly more. I am unsure on the beard hair, but the leg hair will itch fiercely!
Written By Samantha
April 21, 2019, 4:26 p.m.(12/18/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
I still have it in one of the drawers of my keepsake box.
Written By Kenna
April 16, 2019, 10:54 p.m.(12/8/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
I had a tricky question, so I reached out to someone I knew would never lie to me and who would say straight up what needed to be said.
I cannot understate how much Maquris Rymarr Deepwood's words mean to me.
I cannot understate how much Maquris Rymarr Deepwood's words mean to me.
Written By Shard
Feb. 21, 2019, 4:11 p.m.(8/12/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
I described a shield. But I don't think you need me to tell you that it's not a good idea, when using a shield, to simply stand there and take a massive hit straight on instead of trying to deflect some of that force away from you. It's a good way to break your arm.
The point was that no matter /what/ you choose to do, you have to actually react, and react appropriately, when faced with a significant threat. I keep reading or hearing people talk about these choices as though not making a change is a valid option, and not only is that not the case, but it's not what Ashe actually offered either.
The point was that no matter /what/ you choose to do, you have to actually react, and react appropriately, when faced with a significant threat. I keep reading or hearing people talk about these choices as though not making a change is a valid option, and not only is that not the case, but it's not what Ashe actually offered either.
Written By Samantha
Jan. 7, 2019, 10:28 a.m.(4/24/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
e traveled to Artshall for the spring jousting tournament. It says something of the growth of my husband's spirit that where once he would have refused to compete, he now does so willingly, and takes joy from it. I am pleased to report that he was the victor of the tournament. There were others less pleased, but I think that less to do with the fact that he won, and more to do with the fact that Captain Harlex lost to him. But the good Captain did very well in the tournament, and I know Rymarr found his skill resptable and worthy of challenge.
Rymarr and I have been married now for five years or more, and I must confess, when I see him at ease with himself and happy, doing what he loves, my reaction is akin to a teenage girl who has become besotted for the first time. Is it silly? Perhaps. But I don't care. I am blessed with a husband whom I love and whose skill and training provides the March with invaluable service.
I only wish I had brought Nara along with us, so she might have witnessed her father's victory.
Rymarr and I have been married now for five years or more, and I must confess, when I see him at ease with himself and happy, doing what he loves, my reaction is akin to a teenage girl who has become besotted for the first time. Is it silly? Perhaps. But I don't care. I am blessed with a husband whom I love and whose skill and training provides the March with invaluable service.
I only wish I had brought Nara along with us, so she might have witnessed her father's victory.
Written By Samantha
Nov. 14, 2018, 3:29 p.m.(12/27/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
What a delight it is, after years of partnership, to learn something new and endearing about one's spouse.
Written By Ida
Nov. 11, 2018, 6:57 p.m.(12/21/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
I get a diverse assortment of visitors to the shop, both of the two and four legged kind. There is always coffee about, sometimes hot chocolate, and a couple of baskets I keep on the worktable with snacks. One of the baskets I visit Matron Teldra in the Valardin kitchens for, which she'll fill with some muffins or biscuits that I think bring more people to the shop than the promise of a weapon. Those, obviously, for the two-leggers. The other basket is for Runty and Quill - some biscuits made from berries or I really don't even know. They like them, so I don't really question it. I can't say I haven't reached into the wrong basket on a late night of work and realized my mistake too late. I have to agree, though. Once you get past that pine flavor, they aren't so bad.
Written By Thena
Oct. 22, 2018, 3:11 p.m.(11/9/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
None Grayer than Grayhope?
Oddly catchy.
Oddly catchy.
Written By Emily
Sept. 30, 2018, 8:01 p.m.(9/12/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
A delightful potted plant.
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