Written By Eddard
Feb. 13, 2022, 8:57 p.m.(2/11/1017 AR)
This is a blanket apology for those unfortunate enough to see Tycho in his current mood. The velvet upon the antlers is nearly gone entirely so he might stop dragging them across bridge walls and corners of houses.
Written By Eddard
June 20, 2021, 9:51 p.m.(9/11/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Nina
I saw a very interesting instrument this week. Controlled by feet and hands but powered through air and water. This is not a small instrument, its a hydraulus. The temperature of the water varies the pitch and tone dramatically so depending on the weather a song could sound different every time.
Its fitting for a city like Arx. Where its impossible to stay the same person day to day.
Its fitting for a city like Arx. Where its impossible to stay the same person day to day.
Written By Eddard
May 23, 2021, 10:30 p.m.(7/11/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Cufre
A crafter of some wonder and little reputation. Folks should brave the Lowers to come and see your shop, young lass. You make such amazing things.
Written By Eddard
Aug. 6, 2019, 4:56 p.m.(8/8/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Peri
I have been scouring the white journals for the best way to remove ferret scat from carpet.
Any suggestions?
Any suggestions?
Written By Eddard
Aug. 4, 2019, 10:21 p.m.(8/5/1011 AR)
I stand without patron for the time being.
Written By Eddard
Aug. 4, 2019, 10:20 p.m.(8/5/1011 AR)
I stand returned to Arx, my Duskshire behind me. For the time being. Surveying a dockyard for the barony took up the entirety of my time. We were attacked briefly by brigands and Tycho set upon them with fervor. He is a strong beast and I am surprised that he is still so taken with me.
Written By Eddard
July 28, 2019, 11:21 p.m.(7/19/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Miranda
I had the misfortune of returning to Arx before you. Which is abyssmal. The city is small and quiet as a hamlet without you. Duskshire is now the center of the practice of 'miniature trees'. Expect to receive a gift of a shrubbery curated to look like a large wizened tree.
Written By Eddard
June 12, 2019, 6:22 p.m.(4/10/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Norwood
The Clement family. I have decided that their words, tales and steadfast nature should be celebrated and enshrined for later generations. It falls to me, one who strays far from the tree to write down their advice. From my great, great, great, great, great, great grandfather on the Clement main line.
"Do not let a woman who decorates her buttocks deceive you. By wily coaxing, for she is after your granary."
The fashion of olden times perplexes me.
"Do not let a woman who decorates her buttocks deceive you. By wily coaxing, for she is after your granary."
The fashion of olden times perplexes me.
Written By Eddard
June 9, 2019, 11:31 p.m.(4/4/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Mason
You must contact me. I need to know what I am allowed to write about in the first volume of my travels.
Written By Eddard
June 9, 2019, 11:25 p.m.(4/4/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Lou
To a wonderful patron,
I wouldn't normally come to white journals to write something that might be better off in a letter. But you have offered a rural boy a glimpse into wonders when he might not ever have gone further than the largest town. Granted, I put my own feet on many paths but you opened paths that would've been closed.
I enjoyed our adventure, it was something I needed.
I wouldn't normally come to white journals to write something that might be better off in a letter. But you have offered a rural boy a glimpse into wonders when he might not ever have gone further than the largest town. Granted, I put my own feet on many paths but you opened paths that would've been closed.
I enjoyed our adventure, it was something I needed.
Written By Eddard
June 2, 2019, 11:48 p.m.(3/19/1011 AR)
I am home. Baron Norwood can sigh a breath of relief at not needing to figure out the difference between a frockcoat and a waistcoat. For now.
Written By Eddard
June 2, 2019, 11:48 p.m.(3/19/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Mason
It has been a pleasure to get to know you over the course of the last few weeks. You are an interesting Prince with a lot of experience to pluck at. When plucked, beautiful stories play out.
Written By Eddard
June 2, 2019, 11:45 p.m.(3/19/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Lou
It is not often that one gets to play junior expeditionary member to somewhere like I went to. It was extremely overwhelming and incredible. Awe-inspiring. I haven't stopped writing since I've gotten back and there may be a book sitting in Gilded Page about the place. Soon. Wait awhile, you avid biblophiles.
Written By Eddard
May 31, 2019, 7:35 p.m.(3/14/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Norwood
Last Will and Testament of Eddard Clement
If I fall from this world and leave it behind, know that I probably died doing what I loved. Or stabbed. Probably the latter. I hope not to die, but circumstances seemed to shift around me and beneath my feet. My coffin is purchased and prepared already, remove all the clothes from it first. They are the clothes that are dead to me, feel free to burn them in my pyre.
First, and foremost. Baron Norwood Clement is charged with the care and consoling of Tycho, the Reindeer.
Give my cutlass to the next best fanciful idiot with red hair and an incurable lack of sense.
Give my waistcoats to the community gardens scarecrows and my frockcoats to the bearers of my coffins. Do not expect my uncle to be able to tell the difference.
For my dresses, they must go to the leggiest, sultriest blonde in the Oathlands ward. Baron Norwood Clement must be the one doing the looking and judging. I expect a written white journal as to why she was chosen.
I expect everyone in attendance of my funeral to wear flannel. Even the King. Especially the king.
I would like a Redrain throat yodeler to 'sing' as I am laid to rest.
All compliments must be spoken in the form of insults. For example, "He was the human embodiment of a puff pastry. Tasty for a moment but without substance or sustenance." Also, "He used his wit like a bull uses its horns, he slammed them into everything to see if it would fall over."
I have nothing to give to whom I may love in particular, because I never hesitated to give when I was alive.
If I fall from this world and leave it behind, know that I probably died doing what I loved. Or stabbed. Probably the latter. I hope not to die, but circumstances seemed to shift around me and beneath my feet. My coffin is purchased and prepared already, remove all the clothes from it first. They are the clothes that are dead to me, feel free to burn them in my pyre.
First, and foremost. Baron Norwood Clement is charged with the care and consoling of Tycho, the Reindeer.
Give my cutlass to the next best fanciful idiot with red hair and an incurable lack of sense.
Give my waistcoats to the community gardens scarecrows and my frockcoats to the bearers of my coffins. Do not expect my uncle to be able to tell the difference.
For my dresses, they must go to the leggiest, sultriest blonde in the Oathlands ward. Baron Norwood Clement must be the one doing the looking and judging. I expect a written white journal as to why she was chosen.
I expect everyone in attendance of my funeral to wear flannel. Even the King. Especially the king.
I would like a Redrain throat yodeler to 'sing' as I am laid to rest.
All compliments must be spoken in the form of insults. For example, "He was the human embodiment of a puff pastry. Tasty for a moment but without substance or sustenance." Also, "He used his wit like a bull uses its horns, he slammed them into everything to see if it would fall over."
I have nothing to give to whom I may love in particular, because I never hesitated to give when I was alive.
Written By Eddard
May 19, 2019, 11:48 p.m.(2/19/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Norwood
Disappointment? I hope someone hasn't been talking to you about me. I'm sure it wasn't me.
Written By Eddard
Sept. 30, 2018, 3:50 a.m.(9/11/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Norwood
Thank you for your hearty welcome, to a young man who's only bound to you was by blood alone. The streets of Arx are wondrous and invigorating, but they may prove too much for my Oathlands heart and soul. I thought that I could carouse endlessly and spread my music as far as I can. I learn Temperance, Uncle, from you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Written By Eddard
Sept. 16, 2018, 3:27 p.m.(8/12/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Gwenna
A figure of elegance and grace. I welcome the chance to serenade you again a time or two. Would your ears be always available to listen to my latest attempts at song, I would most grateful.
Written By Eddard
Sept. 9, 2018, 10:32 p.m.(7/24/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Nuala
Princess Nuala, I am so happy to have gotten a chance to escort you to an event, lead you about upon my arm. And learn your name. In that order. Feel free to send message to me if you have need of anything.
Written By Eddard
Sept. 9, 2018, 10:31 p.m.(7/24/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Monique
Lady Monique Greenmarch. What can I say about this woman? A learned woman, a legendary past. I am very thankful you have decided to take the time to get to me know. Rather than anything else.
Written By Eddard
Sept. 9, 2018, 10:28 p.m.(7/24/1009 AR)
My uncle, the Baron Norwood Clement, has wed Baroness-Consort Margerie Keaton. One of the finest events of my life and I am so grateful to have been allowed to be there. To see it. To be welcomed into this new and forming family. Thank you uncle.
And I somehow avoided Lady Monique Greenmarch murdering me by the strength of her glare.
And I somehow avoided Lady Monique Greenmarch murdering me by the strength of her glare.
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