Written By Isabetta
Dec. 17, 2018, 11:05 a.m.(3/10/1010 AR)
Sometimes you are mad at someone and you can totally see their side.
Did they go out of their way to tell others how great you are? Even if you're not? Did they do the best they could do to make you feel welcomed and to insist they wanted you around? But somehow that wasn't enough. You might have your reasons for your actions, but that doesn't mean the other party might not be deeply offended and deeply hurt. I recognize this is something that I did, but also that in the long run it was for the best. I can be sorry and relieved, I can find my actions unfortunate but also defend them. Sometimes the right course is only at best bittersweet.
Did they go out of their way to tell others how great you are? Even if you're not? Did they do the best they could do to make you feel welcomed and to insist they wanted you around? But somehow that wasn't enough. You might have your reasons for your actions, but that doesn't mean the other party might not be deeply offended and deeply hurt. I recognize this is something that I did, but also that in the long run it was for the best. I can be sorry and relieved, I can find my actions unfortunate but also defend them. Sometimes the right course is only at best bittersweet.
Written By Isabetta
Dec. 14, 2018, 2:53 p.m.(3/4/1010 AR)
Today I made a very hard choice, but a right choice. If there was any doubt in what I was doing, it was erased the moment I actually did it. Kind of like how someone like lets say... Lady Cadenza might really like that fresh cup of hot chocolate, but she's allergic to cocoa (she isn't really (probably)). Everytime she tries it she gets a little sick and feels awful for the next day. She finally decides she's going to stop, but has to say it to the cocoa's face. She buys a cup, brings it to her lips and instantly it burns her and then gives her hives and then spills itself on her gown and down her front and she ends up stuck with the mercies for the next month.
Yeah, she's probably not second guessing herself anymore either.
Yeah, she's probably not second guessing herself anymore either.
Written By Isabetta
Dec. 13, 2018, 10:29 a.m.(3/2/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Miranda
Okay so this story totally happened and anyone who tells you otherwise is just trying to cover up the truth.
Today I was in Bold expressions and Princess Seballa was there, Miranda and Niklas. I think it is most appropriate I leave titles off the last name and surely you will all understand and agree. Do not change the subject future scholars, or current scholars, this is all not relevant to what happened.
Anyway, here is what happened.
So Miranda and I were sitting and talking when this orphan boy comes in who is getting some things for his family. He has these wooden mugs and a tray and I guess the family were adoptive, I mean they must of been right? Anyway, he said he was an orphan and we didn't ask. So he's trying to order drinks, but he has a list and he doesn't read. Being a dear heart, Miranda, that is Lady Miranda Rubino, decides to help him. So the lady reads his list and starts to order the drinks which the staff helpfully put into his wooden mugs. There is mommy, daddy, grandpa, aunt Ester and Pet. Miranda is being helpful until she gets to the pet and asks the boy, What kind of pet do you have?
He says he has a cat. So Miranda things, well a cat, okay, milk of course, so they are doing milk but there is a problem. Namely, pets don't drink from wooden mugs, and there were no bowls. Miranda is a real dear so she gets a bowl for the boy just so it can be filled with milk for his pet. He's so thankful that he gives this radiant thousand sun sort of smile and all of our hearts just melt. Totally melt. Anyway, he is on his way out when he shouts, "Oh no, we forgot uncle Pete!" Miranda is confused, so are the rest of us, but then the family in question shows up and ushers the boy away.
It's only later that we realize Pet was Pete and that we just sent a bowl of cat milk home with the boy for his uncle.
Today I was in Bold expressions and Princess Seballa was there, Miranda and Niklas. I think it is most appropriate I leave titles off the last name and surely you will all understand and agree. Do not change the subject future scholars, or current scholars, this is all not relevant to what happened.
Anyway, here is what happened.
So Miranda and I were sitting and talking when this orphan boy comes in who is getting some things for his family. He has these wooden mugs and a tray and I guess the family were adoptive, I mean they must of been right? Anyway, he said he was an orphan and we didn't ask. So he's trying to order drinks, but he has a list and he doesn't read. Being a dear heart, Miranda, that is Lady Miranda Rubino, decides to help him. So the lady reads his list and starts to order the drinks which the staff helpfully put into his wooden mugs. There is mommy, daddy, grandpa, aunt Ester and Pet. Miranda is being helpful until she gets to the pet and asks the boy, What kind of pet do you have?
He says he has a cat. So Miranda things, well a cat, okay, milk of course, so they are doing milk but there is a problem. Namely, pets don't drink from wooden mugs, and there were no bowls. Miranda is a real dear so she gets a bowl for the boy just so it can be filled with milk for his pet. He's so thankful that he gives this radiant thousand sun sort of smile and all of our hearts just melt. Totally melt. Anyway, he is on his way out when he shouts, "Oh no, we forgot uncle Pete!" Miranda is confused, so are the rest of us, but then the family in question shows up and ushers the boy away.
It's only later that we realize Pet was Pete and that we just sent a bowl of cat milk home with the boy for his uncle.
Written By Isabetta
Dec. 12, 2018, 2:08 p.m.(2/28/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Arik
Today while at the Spirits, a place I rarely traverse I learned somethings.
Specifically I learned how to care for a sword, from a very helpful lord.
Rule one:
You must always sleep with it under your pillow, it doesn't matter how big it is, or how big your pillow is, NO EXCUSES. Sleep with your sword under your pillow at all times.
Rule two:
You must do all things with your sword. This includes eating. It may not be the most reasonable implement, but that is how you learn to handle it. For those with a greatsword this is especially important.
Rule three:
Bathe with your sword, no exceptions!
Rule Four:
None of this will save you if you have a disagreement with the Nightingale. You might as well leave your sword at home.
Such an informative meeting!
Specifically I learned how to care for a sword, from a very helpful lord.
Rule one:
You must always sleep with it under your pillow, it doesn't matter how big it is, or how big your pillow is, NO EXCUSES. Sleep with your sword under your pillow at all times.
Rule two:
You must do all things with your sword. This includes eating. It may not be the most reasonable implement, but that is how you learn to handle it. For those with a greatsword this is especially important.
Rule three:
Bathe with your sword, no exceptions!
Rule Four:
None of this will save you if you have a disagreement with the Nightingale. You might as well leave your sword at home.
Such an informative meeting!
Written By Isabetta
Dec. 11, 2018, 7 p.m.(2/26/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Lilia
Today I went into a dungeon. It was a grand adventure and no, not a dank dungeon, but rather a dusty dungeon. It was full of scholarly types and one Lady Lilia, Lily, The inkspot. Yes, it was a weird name. Anyway, she was being assaulted by books with teeth that tried to lull you into sleep before devouring you whole. The lady bravely resisted, reading a very large and very dry tome without falling asleep and somehow keeping the others at bay, but she would not last long. Luckily Grand Saving Lady Isabetta arrived and lent a hand. First they built a fortress out of the fallen books to stay safe while the ravenous books chomped at the walls. From atop their grand tower they hurled scrolls and scholars down to tame the horde, but alas it was not enough. Then the well read Lady Lilia Lily suggested a plan. They should call a page, send a missive and when that missive went out the books would devour the page while the pair would escape.
We had hot cocoa at spirits inn after that.
We had hot cocoa at spirits inn after that.
Written By Isabetta
Dec. 11, 2018, 1:46 p.m.(2/26/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Gilroy
So Gilroy pulled one over on me and I fell for it entirely and he got me into trouble with the Whispers.
As someone who enjoys a good prank, I think it is on my honor to pay respects when I am the victim of such and applaud the one who pulled it.
The prank was simply that he let slip a certain Whisper was good at making sensual greetings, whatever that means, while a certain Lady Teela was blushing at the whole notion. So I thought, wouldn't it horrify her and be funny if I had a sensual greeting sent on her behalf to one of her friends. In fact it did, the whole notion got her to chuck a snowball at my face! So that part of the prank went swimmingly, but.....
Gilroy's information was, it turns out, a fabrication. The Whisper in question did not specialize in sensual greetings, nor did she much appreciate the implication there of and was made quite uncomfortable. Gilroy should enjoy knowing that the whole mess got me a talking to from one of their Radiants, whom I am to understand is their head of house.
Needless to say Gilroy, well played. Well played indeed.
Now if you will excuse me I shall be doing my utmost to avoid any and all Whispers for a while until a suitable time has passed that they forget being angry with me. I am told they are very good at subtly making your life miserable. Maybe I shall have to make that forever.
As someone who enjoys a good prank, I think it is on my honor to pay respects when I am the victim of such and applaud the one who pulled it.
The prank was simply that he let slip a certain Whisper was good at making sensual greetings, whatever that means, while a certain Lady Teela was blushing at the whole notion. So I thought, wouldn't it horrify her and be funny if I had a sensual greeting sent on her behalf to one of her friends. In fact it did, the whole notion got her to chuck a snowball at my face! So that part of the prank went swimmingly, but.....
Gilroy's information was, it turns out, a fabrication. The Whisper in question did not specialize in sensual greetings, nor did she much appreciate the implication there of and was made quite uncomfortable. Gilroy should enjoy knowing that the whole mess got me a talking to from one of their Radiants, whom I am to understand is their head of house.
Needless to say Gilroy, well played. Well played indeed.
Now if you will excuse me I shall be doing my utmost to avoid any and all Whispers for a while until a suitable time has passed that they forget being angry with me. I am told they are very good at subtly making your life miserable. Maybe I shall have to make that forever.
Written By Isabetta
Dec. 6, 2018, 6:36 p.m.(2/16/1010 AR)
I am such an unredeemable idiot. My only good quality is that I'm at least a little self aware.
Written By Isabetta
Nov. 1, 2018, 12:28 p.m.(12/1/1009 AR)
Where the pack of wolves together? That's all I want to know.
Written By Isabetta
Oct. 18, 2018, 12:24 p.m.(10/20/1009 AR)
Today I received the following missive:
Lady Isabetta,
While I am well-versed in cup cake combat I am no familiar with any sellcakes that specialize in that ancient martial art.
X
This missive is perfect context and portrays my frame of mind and the thing I am attempting to currently accomplish. Both sides will likely be seeking to muster their forces and indeed sellcakes maybe in high demand.
Lady Isabetta,
While I am well-versed in cup cake combat I am no familiar with any sellcakes that specialize in that ancient martial art.
X
This missive is perfect context and portrays my frame of mind and the thing I am attempting to currently accomplish. Both sides will likely be seeking to muster their forces and indeed sellcakes maybe in high demand.
Written By Isabetta
July 12, 2018, 11:10 a.m.(3/6/1009 AR)
Princess Coraline is apparently the princess who insists on doing everything. Has she taken up art and poetry yet? Dare I ask, when does she find time to do all of this. I am convinced she simply never sleeps.
Written By Isabetta
July 8, 2018, 11:38 p.m.(2/27/1009 AR)
Balls and more importantly Masquerades can be quite fun. But a tip to those considering attending, go with friends or a date. I have yet to secure one to this ball, but I shan't fail to take my own advice. The mystique is fun to be sure, but people do tend not to stray far from whom they came with and it is always best to have a friend you can related to at such an event. I do wonder how future generations will handle the masked event.
Written By Isabetta
June 21, 2018, 3:32 p.m.(1/20/1009 AR)
I think it is time I start meeting new people. I dare say when I think of my friends it is often the same names. Time to expand. The question in, who in this city has the courage to befriend someone like me? A sweet, innocent, very trust worthy huntress and certainly great looking and terrific smile, very very trust worthy and lovely and wonderful person that will totally not steal, why is the scribe looking at me like that, person.
Too many parties and events around this city breaks into little social circles, hardly room for meeting new people; or maybe I'm wrong.
Okay, I am departing to escape these stares.
Too many parties and events around this city breaks into little social circles, hardly room for meeting new people; or maybe I'm wrong.
Okay, I am departing to escape these stares.
Written By Isabetta
April 3, 2018, 7 a.m.(6/25/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Cadenza
I never got my turn!
Okay, here goes. For my turn I will task Lady Cadenza must be Lord Cadenza and Ignacio, obviously, Lady Ignacio. For an entire day. As Princess Elgana, Agatha and Echo my witness, as Lady Freckles, Lord Luis and . . I think that was the only people there when I left.
We must make sure these two fulfill their solemn duty and obey this request.
After all the truth was inescapable. Just Ask Princess Isidora.. I think that was her name. There was an awful lot of wine and I think some brandy and I am certain there was some cider and grapes. Lots of grapes.
Okay, here goes. For my turn I will task Lady Cadenza must be Lord Cadenza and Ignacio, obviously, Lady Ignacio. For an entire day. As Princess Elgana, Agatha and Echo my witness, as Lady Freckles, Lord Luis and . . I think that was the only people there when I left.
We must make sure these two fulfill their solemn duty and obey this request.
After all the truth was inescapable. Just Ask Princess Isidora.. I think that was her name. There was an awful lot of wine and I think some brandy and I am certain there was some cider and grapes. Lots of grapes.
Written By Isabetta
Feb. 9, 2018, 11:12 a.m.(2/23/1008 AR)
Please not from the Lyceum. Please not from the Lyceum. Please not from the Lyceum. Please not from the Lyceum. Please not from the Lyceum. Please not from the Lyceum. Please not from the Lyceum. *Scribe note: The Lady Isabetta repeats this phrase countless more times after reading through journal entries for a while. For the sake of time and resources, let it be known that this phrase continues for some time. The next portion is what she eventually said later.
Gods, I know I do not pray often, but just this once. .
*Then she repeats the phrase several more times.
Gods, I know I do not pray often, but just this once. .
*Then she repeats the phrase several more times.
Written By Isabetta
Feb. 4, 2018, 9:13 a.m.(2/12/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Talen
Lately I have noticed the method in which Talen has managed to ruffle the feathers of some high society socialites. Generally I try to keep gripes beneath me where they belong, rarely will I post complaint about someone or something. I admit there are some I do not like or perhaps outright hate, but I shall not lower myself to speak of them.
Talen is certainly an exception to this. He is quite vexing no? Everyone can see it, be it someone alive now to experience this vex, or one not born for hundreds of years, they will look back, at the story of Talen and understand vex. Now am I particularly vexed by him, not as most, but rather a product of. As someone whom rather enjoys the art of the vex, what vexes me is to be out vexed, or perhaps out vexing by such a vexing little vex as that vex.
So there are few things worthy of gripe and complaint, and to speak poorly of someone whom I find vexing or worse is truly beneath me. I only wish it were so easy to pretend Talen did not exist.
Talen is certainly an exception to this. He is quite vexing no? Everyone can see it, be it someone alive now to experience this vex, or one not born for hundreds of years, they will look back, at the story of Talen and understand vex. Now am I particularly vexed by him, not as most, but rather a product of. As someone whom rather enjoys the art of the vex, what vexes me is to be out vexed, or perhaps out vexing by such a vexing little vex as that vex.
So there are few things worthy of gripe and complaint, and to speak poorly of someone whom I find vexing or worse is truly beneath me. I only wish it were so easy to pretend Talen did not exist.
Written By Isabetta
Jan. 23, 2018, 9:10 a.m.(1/9/1008 AR)
I have convinced some of my friends that I live in a broom closet.
Luckily none of my friends know any better, but it likely only a matter of time before one of them shows up and demands to see the brooms. This is a problem. I do not wish to disappoint my friends. Now the friends in question were largely princesses, well half princesses, one lady of Kennex (with a huge room) and Joslyn. But still.
I've no idea how or where to acquire brooms, perhaps if I follow some of the servants around long enough they'll lead me to an actual broom closet which I can pilfer the contents of, but then would my room become overly dusty? This matter requires careful thought and consideration. What would be best is if my broom closet room make over could be done in a fashionable manner. Surely this is not too much to ask.
On another note, I've still not fully grasped the difference between this white journal and black journal.
Luckily none of my friends know any better, but it likely only a matter of time before one of them shows up and demands to see the brooms. This is a problem. I do not wish to disappoint my friends. Now the friends in question were largely princesses, well half princesses, one lady of Kennex (with a huge room) and Joslyn. But still.
I've no idea how or where to acquire brooms, perhaps if I follow some of the servants around long enough they'll lead me to an actual broom closet which I can pilfer the contents of, but then would my room become overly dusty? This matter requires careful thought and consideration. What would be best is if my broom closet room make over could be done in a fashionable manner. Surely this is not too much to ask.
On another note, I've still not fully grasped the difference between this white journal and black journal.
Written By Isabetta
Jan. 21, 2018, 8:55 a.m.(1/5/1008 AR)
I do not see why people are congratulating Talen, he's the victim in this story. Yes the news is happy, but do you not all realize Talen's role in this? It is not protector. We should give Talen our condolences and congratulate Eleyna, whom, now that I think of it, can drink wine again.
Written By Isabetta
Dec. 20, 2017, 10:43 a.m.(10/21/1007 AR)
I miss Caith.
I came here to accomplish something and I will accomplish it. Surely when that is over having a voice in Caith while Stefano is in Arx would be perfectly acceptable. Desirable even. Perhaps I could groom my sister to rule in case Stefano ever steps aside and does not have children.
It is past time I redouble my efforts to complete my objective and then go home.
I came here to accomplish something and I will accomplish it. Surely when that is over having a voice in Caith while Stefano is in Arx would be perfectly acceptable. Desirable even. Perhaps I could groom my sister to rule in case Stefano ever steps aside and does not have children.
It is past time I redouble my efforts to complete my objective and then go home.
Written By Isabetta
Dec. 11, 2017, 6:39 a.m.(10/3/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Joslyn
Some future historian may wonder, who was Lady Joslyn. I'm not certain these journals accurately keep a record, also I wonder if the duels are recorded. Certainly there is no scholar in the sparing circles.
What is known is that Lady Joslyn was a capable warrior, spoken in the past tense as though this were hundreds of years later. However, what may not have been captured is how, exactly.
No doubt when you imagine a Lady Joslyn who does not wear armor winning in matches, you are imagining perhaps a wrap, light cloth to keep yourself minimally protective and maximally agile. No doubt you are imagining real weapons, perhaps a buckler shield and a long knife, or a hand axe. Perhaps a club. Maybe you are imagining someone so proficient with her hands she can disarm anyone quickly and effectively in her leather footwraps and a tight shift. If you have this picture and you wonder what folly we are to underestimate her then you, future historian, are imagining lady Joslyn wrong.
To fully appreciate why doubt is so common about her talents, especially when compared to a Princess Reese, also known for her prowess, or Dame Alexis, you need to know something about Lady Joslyn. Sure Princess Reese is eccentric, at least in her choice of armor color, no doubt the preference for pink has made it through the annuals of history. Let me write it is all true. All of it. Sure Dame Alexis is, well, normal. Strong, well armored, big sword. Precisely the sort of way you would expect a capable and well known warrior of our age to arm themselves. I can only imagine how you, future reader, will dress your soldiers. No doubt in much thicker plate and longer swords. However, this is all a distraction from the topic at hand. Lady Joslyn.
No your view was wrong. She does not dress in light leathers, or even tightly wrapped cloth for agility. She does not wield a fast knife with a buckler, or a hand axe, or even a club. Lady Joslyn fights in something much closer to a ballroom gown. Allow that a moment to sink in.
Are you picturing something that is likely impeding her motions? Excessive fabric for a fight, poor ventilation to cool off? Good. Now you're starting to understand the incredulity that meets her in the ring. Unfortunately I am not done yet. For her weapon I'm afraid your imagination also requires some assistance. Lady Joslyn has perfected the art of the hair stick. Now you might say, that sounds like a stiletto. A thin knife, capable of finding the gaps in armor or punching right though. However unlike a stiletto, whose handle will well fit the hand, a hair stick is rather thinner and in most cases, entirely unfit for combat. Still, somehow, Lady Joslyn makes this work.
This is not to say we do not see her also fight in traditional gear. We might, I havn't, but I've heard she has taken forays into the field where a gown is even more impractical and would no doubt be defeated by thick brambles. I could be wrong, her battle gowns may accompany her anywhere, I'm sure she'll write about this to set the record straight soon, no doubt along with a duel challenge, but that is future Lady Isabetta's problem. For now let us consider the question burning in your mind. How.
First, Despite how impractical her choice of arms and armor sounds, it has some advantages, probably. The gown is made of fairly resilient materials and is surprisingly hard to damage. The excess fabric makes targeting her difficult and tying up your weapons relatively easy. The fact she is wearing it at all makes you underestimate her and yes, she is quite fit and capable on her own. Would she do better fighting without it? Who knows, even in the Lyceum it is considered silly to do battle without proper clothing.
As for the hair sticks, they basically weigh nothing. Once she gets inside the reach of your weapon I dare say Lady Joslyn has all the advantages. Suddenly the gown that seems ridiculously and unwieldy starts tripping you up and those sticks that do not seem particularly threatening are in your face.
I cannot deny that somehow she makes this all work, but I just hope you, future historian, understand exactly why she is met with such disbelief despite her reputation.
What is known is that Lady Joslyn was a capable warrior, spoken in the past tense as though this were hundreds of years later. However, what may not have been captured is how, exactly.
No doubt when you imagine a Lady Joslyn who does not wear armor winning in matches, you are imagining perhaps a wrap, light cloth to keep yourself minimally protective and maximally agile. No doubt you are imagining real weapons, perhaps a buckler shield and a long knife, or a hand axe. Perhaps a club. Maybe you are imagining someone so proficient with her hands she can disarm anyone quickly and effectively in her leather footwraps and a tight shift. If you have this picture and you wonder what folly we are to underestimate her then you, future historian, are imagining lady Joslyn wrong.
To fully appreciate why doubt is so common about her talents, especially when compared to a Princess Reese, also known for her prowess, or Dame Alexis, you need to know something about Lady Joslyn. Sure Princess Reese is eccentric, at least in her choice of armor color, no doubt the preference for pink has made it through the annuals of history. Let me write it is all true. All of it. Sure Dame Alexis is, well, normal. Strong, well armored, big sword. Precisely the sort of way you would expect a capable and well known warrior of our age to arm themselves. I can only imagine how you, future reader, will dress your soldiers. No doubt in much thicker plate and longer swords. However, this is all a distraction from the topic at hand. Lady Joslyn.
No your view was wrong. She does not dress in light leathers, or even tightly wrapped cloth for agility. She does not wield a fast knife with a buckler, or a hand axe, or even a club. Lady Joslyn fights in something much closer to a ballroom gown. Allow that a moment to sink in.
Are you picturing something that is likely impeding her motions? Excessive fabric for a fight, poor ventilation to cool off? Good. Now you're starting to understand the incredulity that meets her in the ring. Unfortunately I am not done yet. For her weapon I'm afraid your imagination also requires some assistance. Lady Joslyn has perfected the art of the hair stick. Now you might say, that sounds like a stiletto. A thin knife, capable of finding the gaps in armor or punching right though. However unlike a stiletto, whose handle will well fit the hand, a hair stick is rather thinner and in most cases, entirely unfit for combat. Still, somehow, Lady Joslyn makes this work.
This is not to say we do not see her also fight in traditional gear. We might, I havn't, but I've heard she has taken forays into the field where a gown is even more impractical and would no doubt be defeated by thick brambles. I could be wrong, her battle gowns may accompany her anywhere, I'm sure she'll write about this to set the record straight soon, no doubt along with a duel challenge, but that is future Lady Isabetta's problem. For now let us consider the question burning in your mind. How.
First, Despite how impractical her choice of arms and armor sounds, it has some advantages, probably. The gown is made of fairly resilient materials and is surprisingly hard to damage. The excess fabric makes targeting her difficult and tying up your weapons relatively easy. The fact she is wearing it at all makes you underestimate her and yes, she is quite fit and capable on her own. Would she do better fighting without it? Who knows, even in the Lyceum it is considered silly to do battle without proper clothing.
As for the hair sticks, they basically weigh nothing. Once she gets inside the reach of your weapon I dare say Lady Joslyn has all the advantages. Suddenly the gown that seems ridiculously and unwieldy starts tripping you up and those sticks that do not seem particularly threatening are in your face.
I cannot deny that somehow she makes this all work, but I just hope you, future historian, understand exactly why she is met with such disbelief despite her reputation.
Written By Isabetta
Dec. 5, 2017, 10:24 a.m.(9/18/1007 AR)
On Choices...
I've been frivolous during my time in Arx, but that is fine. Getting ones barrings can be very important. I know there are things Stefano wishes I would do. I know my dear friends Talen and Eleyna are happy to see my happy in what ever I pursue. I know there are questions left unanswered regarding my own family.
During that ridiculous party where fortunes were told everyone was so uptight over their own, but mine was well, I ignored it. Someone tried to help me understand it, but how could they possibly know what is meaningful to me or not. A valiant effort, but only now do I have a true grasp on what choices lay before me. Most of it is not distinct, I can be happy and maybe even give some to what Stefano hopes of me while pursing other things. However of the fortune, I do not recall precisely what it said, only that what I hunt I would fine, be it a person or godly. Some nonsense of the like.
I think I have an understanding what that may mean. There are questions of the faith I have, but there are also questions regarding people, or more specifically person I have. This is the choice, either could be all consuming and I must pick one.
I hate to be vague for the future generations who have to copy this to new parchment and wonder what was going through the minds of those past, but I promise I will update this pursuit as I have more information. If fortunes are to be believed, and I do not think that they are more than non-sense, then I will find what I seek, I just have to decide what, or whom that is.
I have decided.
I've been frivolous during my time in Arx, but that is fine. Getting ones barrings can be very important. I know there are things Stefano wishes I would do. I know my dear friends Talen and Eleyna are happy to see my happy in what ever I pursue. I know there are questions left unanswered regarding my own family.
During that ridiculous party where fortunes were told everyone was so uptight over their own, but mine was well, I ignored it. Someone tried to help me understand it, but how could they possibly know what is meaningful to me or not. A valiant effort, but only now do I have a true grasp on what choices lay before me. Most of it is not distinct, I can be happy and maybe even give some to what Stefano hopes of me while pursing other things. However of the fortune, I do not recall precisely what it said, only that what I hunt I would fine, be it a person or godly. Some nonsense of the like.
I think I have an understanding what that may mean. There are questions of the faith I have, but there are also questions regarding people, or more specifically person I have. This is the choice, either could be all consuming and I must pick one.
I hate to be vague for the future generations who have to copy this to new parchment and wonder what was going through the minds of those past, but I promise I will update this pursuit as I have more information. If fortunes are to be believed, and I do not think that they are more than non-sense, then I will find what I seek, I just have to decide what, or whom that is.
I have decided.
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