Written By Brigid
Sept. 9, 2021, 2:16 p.m.(3/5/1016 AR)
I set aside my incessant training yesterday and went to seek out the company of those I hold dear - I was reminded that the bonds are as strong as ever. After a tumultuous year it was the beacon of hope that I needed and it left me feeling lightened enough to step into the Telmar Melee which resulted in me gaining bruises a-plenty from well aimed blows by Count Drake and Prince Alantir. But even as I sat on the benches and watched the skilled combatants battle on, this feeling did not fade.
Reminders of home are never too far away and I am grateful to those that unknowingly provided them.
Reminders of home are never too far away and I am grateful to those that unknowingly provided them.
Written By Brigid
March 5, 2021, 4:35 p.m.(1/21/1015 AR)
I don’t believe that I’m meant to travel by sea.
Written By Brigid
Feb. 1, 2021, 4:22 p.m.(11/10/1014 AR)
Scholar,
I was approached by two weary Moore scouts that had ridden to Arx in order to inform me of missing cavalry and livestock. The reports were of a vicious animal attack, mimicking those that I've become all too familiar with in the past year on my ventures on behalf of Solace and the Oathlands. Screams, blood, and then nothing. And by nothing, I mean that there aren't even bodies in which to comb over to understand or guess at the nature of what is now assaulting my woods.
That was until one of the scouts, stammering and fearful, told me of the danger on their ride to me. They were hunted down along the forest paths and even further still down the Great Road by what appeared to be a pair of lupine creatures with golden eyes ablaze. The young recruit took claw marks across his back and partially on the front of his thick leather jacket and when the beast was met with resistance, it's claws sunk deeply into the flank of his mount. How the pair were not thrown? I do not know. But something distracted them greatly for the scouts soon found themselves no longer followed, though their pace did not lessen and they remained strictly in the moonlight for it was full above.
So now I ride for Acorn Hill, writing this as I let Vane water in a nearby stream and will be sending a courier back for the road ahead is not for anyone faint of heart. Thankfully, those of my cavalry have weathered odd things before and I hope that this is nothing more than a sick animal that needs to be put down.
I hope and I pray.
I was approached by two weary Moore scouts that had ridden to Arx in order to inform me of missing cavalry and livestock. The reports were of a vicious animal attack, mimicking those that I've become all too familiar with in the past year on my ventures on behalf of Solace and the Oathlands. Screams, blood, and then nothing. And by nothing, I mean that there aren't even bodies in which to comb over to understand or guess at the nature of what is now assaulting my woods.
That was until one of the scouts, stammering and fearful, told me of the danger on their ride to me. They were hunted down along the forest paths and even further still down the Great Road by what appeared to be a pair of lupine creatures with golden eyes ablaze. The young recruit took claw marks across his back and partially on the front of his thick leather jacket and when the beast was met with resistance, it's claws sunk deeply into the flank of his mount. How the pair were not thrown? I do not know. But something distracted them greatly for the scouts soon found themselves no longer followed, though their pace did not lessen and they remained strictly in the moonlight for it was full above.
So now I ride for Acorn Hill, writing this as I let Vane water in a nearby stream and will be sending a courier back for the road ahead is not for anyone faint of heart. Thankfully, those of my cavalry have weathered odd things before and I hope that this is nothing more than a sick animal that needs to be put down.
I hope and I pray.
Written By Brigid
Nov. 20, 2020, 12:10 p.m.(6/4/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Rane
You're back barely two weeks and you've already managed to completely break your hand. Get ready to practice with your off-hand!
Written By Brigid
Sept. 24, 2020, 3:19 p.m.(2/2/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Cassimir
If your head is to burst, your heart explode with terror, and the bones beneath the flesh of your shoulders creak from the weight - that is when you rely on those whose only wish is to see you well and help you travel through whatever darkness might threaten to snuff out your light.
As put forth by your cousin, you are not alone and you have those who will not ever let you forget it.
As put forth by your cousin, you are not alone and you have those who will not ever let you forget it.
Written By Brigid
Sept. 18, 2020, 11:47 p.m.(1/18/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Arik
You know what is interesting? Reading that Lord Arik Halfshav has something to say about marriage.
Written By Brigid
Sept. 13, 2020, 2:28 p.m.(1/8/1014 AR)
Autumn left far too swiftly and now I'm contending with snowflakes. Though, the joy of watching a foal come across snow for the first time is an adorable delight.
Written By Brigid
Sept. 1, 2020, 6:53 p.m.(12/12/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Porter
That sounds like a wonderful idea for a children's tale, "Knight Porter and his Beard" and it can be a teaching story on cleanliness.
Written By Brigid
Aug. 19, 2020, 7:30 p.m.(11/14/1013 AR)
My anger is often silent, seething. It sits heavy like an unworked lump of metal waiting to take shape. I look forward to wielding it though I don't envy those to whom this newly forged blade will be directed towards.
Don't look at me like that, Scholar. I'm not going to murder anyone.
Don't look at me like that, Scholar. I'm not going to murder anyone.
Written By Brigid
July 29, 2020, 1:27 p.m.(9/28/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Amari
I can't speak for everyone present, but I'm fairly certain we'd do it again if you asked it of us. Something tells me that we might have to.
Written By Brigid
July 19, 2020, 7:31 a.m.(9/7/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Hamil
I hope you like your tea black without sugar or honey.
Written By Brigid
July 19, 2020, 7:30 a.m.(9/7/1013 AR)
What happens, Scholar, when one can’t keep repairing the fractures that are starting to crack a person open?
I’m afraid that I’m in the midst of finding out.
I’m afraid that I’m in the midst of finding out.
Written By Brigid
June 28, 2020, 7:25 p.m.(7/22/1013 AR)
I sometimes wish that I were a winged creature able to sore high above and peer at the land below. Maybe then I'd see paths clearer and not find myself pricked by brambles.
Written By Brigid
June 3, 2020, 7:37 p.m.(5/28/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Mabelle
I'm so deeply grateful that you sought to include me in the building of the hospital and what a success! Your guiding expertise and reaching out to those who have skill in cultivation and gardening management will serve all of Arvum well - I trusted you with those Frosthope snippets and with the addition of Baroness Fortier's skilled hand, they were granted a chance to flourish.
Laurent is so lucky to have you.
Laurent is so lucky to have you.
Written By Brigid
April 25, 2020, 12:43 a.m.(3/5/1013 AR)
Soul filled offerings, brutal murders, fierce animalistic attacks on villages, and now a whirlpool - goodness, is there anything else?
Written By Brigid
April 15, 2020, 1:40 p.m.(2/13/1013 AR)
How does one protect themselves in a dream? These are the questions that seem to have been trailing through my mind like bestial footprints for me to follow, a hunting trail to some great den of answers.
I only hope that upon my waking, the dream still remains simply that - unfounded in reality.
I only hope that upon my waking, the dream still remains simply that - unfounded in reality.
Written By Brigid
April 7, 2020, 11:41 p.m.(1/26/1013 AR)
The more my dreams piece themselves together given new information I come across, my heart seems rend into pieces at the meaning.
Thankfully, there has been some solace found where my mind can be set aside for a time - I am grateful for this new found comfort.
Thankfully, there has been some solace found where my mind can be set aside for a time - I am grateful for this new found comfort.
Written By Brigid
March 23, 2020, 11:32 p.m.(12/24/1012 AR)
Had a meeting with Sir Amund yesterday, in it perhaps unbeknown to him, he solidified my resolve - led me to a decision that I have been battling with for quite some time. With everything that has happened, the showering of hope and the rain come to cleanse a parched land in need of goodness, it is time for me to venture out. While I did not know her and have truly only just learned of her connection - I have Sister Juniper to thank.
Grief and longing can sometimes bring out the worst, perhaps revealing how deep the wound truly goes. But not understanding fully the gravity of a situation from others can tend to twist otherwise good intentions.There is a darkness that still lurks, strings that still need to be cut - this is not the time to fray for it reveals a weakness we can not afford to show.
I hope that my search yields answers and that I can return in enough time to see both Katherine and Rane wed.
Grief and longing can sometimes bring out the worst, perhaps revealing how deep the wound truly goes. But not understanding fully the gravity of a situation from others can tend to twist otherwise good intentions.There is a darkness that still lurks, strings that still need to be cut - this is not the time to fray for it reveals a weakness we can not afford to show.
I hope that my search yields answers and that I can return in enough time to see both Katherine and Rane wed.
Written By Brigid
March 15, 2020, 2:39 p.m.(12/8/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Aedric
I received word of his being called in to prepare the naval fleet for New Hope and while I can't help but feel relieved that he at least gave me word of his going, there is a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach at the thought of his having to go at all.
The roses haven't faded yet in their vase, still golden and fully petaled - perhaps their blooms are telling me of something yet to come, or maybe they're just flowers and I'm being silly.
The roses haven't faded yet in their vase, still golden and fully petaled - perhaps their blooms are telling me of something yet to come, or maybe they're just flowers and I'm being silly.
Written By Brigid
March 7, 2020, 12:55 p.m.(11/19/1012 AR)
I feel as if I'm getting closer to truth, the lock upon my mind has found the right key, and I am awakening as if from a deep sleep.
As of late, I find that in order to keep me connected to the world moving around me that I am seeking out conversation with others and it is surprising the comfort it brings reminding me that I've support in unlikely places. But how long can I expect their light to cast back the shadows?
With a wedding on the horizon, delves into places unknown, and the continued growth of Acorn Hill - my time with those closest has become precious.
A random thought, I've never seen the sea - perhaps Lord Blackshore might humor me and allow me to escort him back to New Hope.
As of late, I find that in order to keep me connected to the world moving around me that I am seeking out conversation with others and it is surprising the comfort it brings reminding me that I've support in unlikely places. But how long can I expect their light to cast back the shadows?
With a wedding on the horizon, delves into places unknown, and the continued growth of Acorn Hill - my time with those closest has become precious.
A random thought, I've never seen the sea - perhaps Lord Blackshore might humor me and allow me to escort him back to New Hope.
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