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Written By Maerigan

Dec. 16, 2021, 12:28 a.m.(10/3/1016 AR)

I may never go to another thing hosted by House Velenosa ever again. Well, at the very least I won't be going without armor ever again.

Written By Maerigan

Dec. 15, 2021, 6:17 p.m.(10/3/1016 AR)

I keep finding jewelry shops all over the city that sell spider and skull jewelry. The maker's mark is a skull with a crown on it and is incorporated into the work as a clasp or a stamp.

Whoever this is has my admiration. I do love my anklet.

I have also acquired a very unnerving brooch of a carnivorous flower with teeth. It's a delightfully creative piece. And strange. Just like me.

I have finished my furniture commissions and now, I am working on organizing my store. Maybe it will open soon.

Written By Maerigan

Dec. 13, 2021, 8:07 p.m.(9/27/1016 AR)

Arx unfolds before me, little by little. I adventure out and explore and find myself drawn to it more and more. It's still ever a stranger, but the more I get to know her the more she begins to feel like home.

So far my favorite nook that I have found in the width and breadth of Arx is a tea room called the Ignoble Steep. The tea is just soothing enough but not over done. I wonder about the owner and what they might be like. I write from a corner now, sampling my fourth cup and nibbling at threads of stray inspiration.

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