Written By Margret
Aug. 1, 2019, 10:32 p.m.(7/27/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Rinel
It is concerning to me that Goodwoman Rinel questions Lord Alessandro Greenmarch's qualifications as a magistrate over something so very pedantic in such a public manner. It is not a stretch to associate the Sentinel with a trial of any sort and it distresses me to see such a contrived attempt to sully the reputation of a man who has dedicated his life to the pursuit of justice. Shame on you, Goodwoman.
Written By Margret
May 26, 2019, 12:55 p.m.(3/4/1011 AR)
I have tried to write this many times over the past few months. Each time I arrived at an impasse, and could not force my quill to move forward. I don't think I was ready yet, but now I am.
Those who know me well know that I abhor violence. That I see it as a cycle that must be broken. Violence begets more violence as the survivors try to cope with the trauma and their pain and loss. My abhorrence of violence has not changed. What has is my responsibilities. There are people I am responsible for who will suffer if I do not renounce my beliefs, which I have held so close to my heart for so long, and I cannot deny them the protection they deserve for my beliefs. Nor can I allow darkness to fester and infect the places I love that have provided succor and substance in times of need.
I vow that I will never strike out of fear or anger or want of revenge. I will continue to try and do my best to not create any more suffering in this world by my hand.
I have realized, however, that sometimes one must strike out of love to prevent suffering and darkness. So I will strike out of love, but it will break my heart every single time.
Those who know me well know that I abhor violence. That I see it as a cycle that must be broken. Violence begets more violence as the survivors try to cope with the trauma and their pain and loss. My abhorrence of violence has not changed. What has is my responsibilities. There are people I am responsible for who will suffer if I do not renounce my beliefs, which I have held so close to my heart for so long, and I cannot deny them the protection they deserve for my beliefs. Nor can I allow darkness to fester and infect the places I love that have provided succor and substance in times of need.
I vow that I will never strike out of fear or anger or want of revenge. I will continue to try and do my best to not create any more suffering in this world by my hand.
I have realized, however, that sometimes one must strike out of love to prevent suffering and darkness. So I will strike out of love, but it will break my heart every single time.
Written By Margret
Dec. 28, 2018, 2:14 a.m.(4/4/1010 AR)
I adore my little boy. He is the sunshine in my life. I am glad I had the tail end of the winter to spend with him.
But I would be lying if I said I wasn't excited for the Spring and all of the opportunities for socializing that comes with it. If I spend another day in Greenmarch Lodge I may scream. I am antsy. Someone please invite me to tea.
But I would be lying if I said I wasn't excited for the Spring and all of the opportunities for socializing that comes with it. If I spend another day in Greenmarch Lodge I may scream. I am antsy. Someone please invite me to tea.
Written By Margret
Oct. 18, 2018, 2:47 p.m.(10/20/1009 AR)
This is the Will of Margret Greenmarch, daughter of Alda and Malcolm Greenmarch.
If I and my husband Alessandro Greenmarch were both to perish we leave our ward Valarienne in the care of my cousin Marquis Marius Greenmarch and his wife Marquessa Simone Greenmarch. Any funds or financial resources I have, if both my husband and I are dead, are to be used in the upbringing of our ward. We also ask that every effort be made to give the child a trade fit for our beloved little girl who we would adopt as our own if social station were not a factor so she may have a happy and comfortable life.
To Valarienne I leave my iridescite and stygian necklace.
To Alessandro I leave my wedding ring. On the event of his death my ring is to be given to our unborn child. If our darling baby perishes with me I ask that my wedding ring be placed in the Heritage Hall of Greenmarch Lodge.
To my sister Ianna I leave my wardrobe. Could you have ever imagined we would ever have such lovely things when we were growing up in the Greenwood, Ianna?
Save for my green seasilk gown and slippers with the dragonflies. That goes to Marquessa Simone Greenmarch because she looks so stunning in green.
Save for my blue seasilk with the empire waist that looks like a night sky along with my duskstone coronet. I leave that to Princess Elgana Redrain because it would look beautiful on her.
I leave my pewter friendship bracelet to Bliss Whisper so she remembers she always has friends who love her.
I leave my hairpins to my cousin Lady Monique Greenmarch because I know she loves sharp things.
I ask that my wedding gown be displayed in the Heritage Hall of Greenmarch Lodge, and future generations of Greenmarch women should feel welcomed to wear it. I hope they are as happy on their wedding days as I was mine.
I ask that my body to interred in a location that will be known to Marquis Marius Greenmarch, Marquessa Simone Greenmarch, and Lord Alessandro Greenmarch as well as stated in my Black Journal.
I ask that on my death my Black Journals be opened up to Lord Alessandro Greenmarch, whom I never want to keep a secret from.
I ask that on my death my Black Journals always be open to whoever holds the title of Marquis of Greenhaven.
If I and my husband Alessandro Greenmarch were both to perish we leave our ward Valarienne in the care of my cousin Marquis Marius Greenmarch and his wife Marquessa Simone Greenmarch. Any funds or financial resources I have, if both my husband and I are dead, are to be used in the upbringing of our ward. We also ask that every effort be made to give the child a trade fit for our beloved little girl who we would adopt as our own if social station were not a factor so she may have a happy and comfortable life.
To Valarienne I leave my iridescite and stygian necklace.
To Alessandro I leave my wedding ring. On the event of his death my ring is to be given to our unborn child. If our darling baby perishes with me I ask that my wedding ring be placed in the Heritage Hall of Greenmarch Lodge.
To my sister Ianna I leave my wardrobe. Could you have ever imagined we would ever have such lovely things when we were growing up in the Greenwood, Ianna?
Save for my green seasilk gown and slippers with the dragonflies. That goes to Marquessa Simone Greenmarch because she looks so stunning in green.
Save for my blue seasilk with the empire waist that looks like a night sky along with my duskstone coronet. I leave that to Princess Elgana Redrain because it would look beautiful on her.
I leave my pewter friendship bracelet to Bliss Whisper so she remembers she always has friends who love her.
I leave my hairpins to my cousin Lady Monique Greenmarch because I know she loves sharp things.
I ask that my wedding gown be displayed in the Heritage Hall of Greenmarch Lodge, and future generations of Greenmarch women should feel welcomed to wear it. I hope they are as happy on their wedding days as I was mine.
I ask that my body to interred in a location that will be known to Marquis Marius Greenmarch, Marquessa Simone Greenmarch, and Lord Alessandro Greenmarch as well as stated in my Black Journal.
I ask that on my death my Black Journals be opened up to Lord Alessandro Greenmarch, whom I never want to keep a secret from.
I ask that on my death my Black Journals always be open to whoever holds the title of Marquis of Greenhaven.
Written By Margret
Oct. 7, 2018, 11:45 p.m.(9/27/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Elgana
Princess Elgana has so many admirers because she is kind, gentle, and always caring. I cannot say enough good things about my dear friend!
Written By Margret
Aug. 2, 2018, 4:28 p.m.(4/23/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Alessandro
I am so excited to hear your sermon, and so proud of you for having finished it. You are going to be fantastic.
Written By Margret
July 18, 2018, 1:27 a.m.(3/18/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Alis
You should have him tell you about the time Uncle Muiryn took all of the cousins out on a hunting trip, and bears got into all of the food supplies and the only thing they had left was whiskey.
But maybe don't tell him it was my idea.
But maybe don't tell him it was my idea.
Written By Margret
July 17, 2018, 4:10 p.m.(3/17/1009 AR)
In regards to Oathlands beverage preferences: In the Greenwood we've always preferred whiskey. Maybe I shouldn't be airing that since it makes us seem like a bunch of lushes running around in the woods, but there it is.
Written By Margret
July 13, 2018, 7:10 p.m.(3/9/1009 AR)
As Administrator of the Commons Clinic I often see cases of illness brought on by poor health in the Lowers. This is not the fault of those who fall sick, but rather lack to proper education, lack of proper housing, and while the Soup Kitchen does an admirable job keeping people from starving malnutrition is still an issue.
I don't know what I can do in regards to the second issues on my list, but when it comes to proper education regarding wellness I can do something. I will be formulating a plan over the next couple of days to improve health in the Lowers as best as I can. I do not write this to brag or try to make myself look good. Instead, it is a call to action. If you are likewise inclined to see change or you have an idea that you think will help I will take whatever help I can get.
I don't know what I can do in regards to the second issues on my list, but when it comes to proper education regarding wellness I can do something. I will be formulating a plan over the next couple of days to improve health in the Lowers as best as I can. I do not write this to brag or try to make myself look good. Instead, it is a call to action. If you are likewise inclined to see change or you have an idea that you think will help I will take whatever help I can get.
Written By Margret
June 29, 2018, 11:47 p.m.(2/9/1009 AR)
Alas, I missed the dresses with pockets. I was going to stuff all of the bandages in them, too.
Written By Margret
June 18, 2018, 12:04 a.m.(1/13/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Grazia
It appears that one can own an entire gem mine, and still not afford to buy class.
Written By Margret
June 7, 2018, 2:46 p.m.(12/7/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Elgana
I am so sick I think the world is tilting.
Did we become best friends last night?
Did we become best friends last night?
Written By Margret
May 19, 2018, 9:01 a.m.(10/9/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Elloise
I am often at the Commons Clinic if you would like instruction. Plus I could always use someone to roll bandages.
Written By Margret
May 18, 2018, 2:29 p.m.(10/7/1008 AR)
I think I would like a dog.
Written By Margret
May 18, 2018, 2:28 p.m.(10/7/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Elloise
The trick to surviving being ran through by a sword is /not/ pulling it out until you get to the healer.
Oh, and being incredibly lucky. That helps much more.
Oh, and being incredibly lucky. That helps much more.
Written By Margret
May 7, 2018, 5:52 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
My belief in the Spirits and Ancestors of the Greenwood will never waver.
But I confess that when the missionaries came from Sanctum after we joined the Compact I was not receptive to their message. Others in my family have turned to the Pantheon, but I wasn't ready. I'm not usually rebellious by nature, and I do not think myself stubborn. Maybe it was the rigidness of Orthodoxy that kept me from receiving the message. Not that I am disparaging Orthodoxy, and while I have never felt inspiration from it I have been inspired by those who adhere to it. Their strong and resolute faith in something is beautiful even if it was never mine.
However, hearing different perspectives of the Pantheon since I have come to Arx has caused me to question if I have given the Thirteen a fair chance. Perhaps I haven't, and I need to change that. Also Petrichor, who is held to high esteem in the Greenwood, is one of the Pantheon, and if I honor Him how can I not honor the rest?
I plan on visiting the Shrines in the next couple of weeks, reading, and doing my own research as well as speaking with the Faithful. There is no harm in opening my heart to the Pantheon.
But I confess that when the missionaries came from Sanctum after we joined the Compact I was not receptive to their message. Others in my family have turned to the Pantheon, but I wasn't ready. I'm not usually rebellious by nature, and I do not think myself stubborn. Maybe it was the rigidness of Orthodoxy that kept me from receiving the message. Not that I am disparaging Orthodoxy, and while I have never felt inspiration from it I have been inspired by those who adhere to it. Their strong and resolute faith in something is beautiful even if it was never mine.
However, hearing different perspectives of the Pantheon since I have come to Arx has caused me to question if I have given the Thirteen a fair chance. Perhaps I haven't, and I need to change that. Also Petrichor, who is held to high esteem in the Greenwood, is one of the Pantheon, and if I honor Him how can I not honor the rest?
I plan on visiting the Shrines in the next couple of weeks, reading, and doing my own research as well as speaking with the Faithful. There is no harm in opening my heart to the Pantheon.
Written By Margret
April 27, 2018, 6:47 p.m.(8/18/1008 AR)
Dear apprentice,
Pain is thought of as an individual experience. It is not. Loved ones and the community at large share it.
Today a lad of six was brought to the Commons Clinic. He had been on a cart that overturned breaking his leg. The trouble with breaks is they must be set for the bone to have a chance at healing correctly. The muscles in the limb must be stretched out in order to manipulate the bone. This is no easy task, and requires several assistants. It is also remarkably painful: sometimes more painful than the initial injury.
There are times when we must cause our patients further discomfort in order to help them heal. However, everyone who loves that person experiences that pain at some level. His mother wept as she held her son down. As I am not a mother I cannot imagine her anguish at knowing what was best for him will cause him suffering. The boy’s grandfather watches as his grandson and daughter-in-law suffer, and he is made helpless to stop it. But it goes further than just the family. Their neighbors know the boy is hurt, and they ache because he is such a sweet natured child. Their children call him a friend and they are touched by his pain. They don’t play as boisterously as usual, and there is a cloud cast over them.
And they are all relying on you, apprentice, to fix the problem. You are a human and you will feel their pain, but you cannot let it show because you are the rock in the midst of this maelstrom of pain and emotion. You are the professional. It is not just your responsibility to end pain, but to be strong. So you must detach yourself from their suffering. Feel it later when you are not in their presence if you must. But do not burden them with your pain as they are already dealing with enough of their own.
Pain is thought of as an individual experience. It is not. Loved ones and the community at large share it.
Today a lad of six was brought to the Commons Clinic. He had been on a cart that overturned breaking his leg. The trouble with breaks is they must be set for the bone to have a chance at healing correctly. The muscles in the limb must be stretched out in order to manipulate the bone. This is no easy task, and requires several assistants. It is also remarkably painful: sometimes more painful than the initial injury.
There are times when we must cause our patients further discomfort in order to help them heal. However, everyone who loves that person experiences that pain at some level. His mother wept as she held her son down. As I am not a mother I cannot imagine her anguish at knowing what was best for him will cause him suffering. The boy’s grandfather watches as his grandson and daughter-in-law suffer, and he is made helpless to stop it. But it goes further than just the family. Their neighbors know the boy is hurt, and they ache because he is such a sweet natured child. Their children call him a friend and they are touched by his pain. They don’t play as boisterously as usual, and there is a cloud cast over them.
And they are all relying on you, apprentice, to fix the problem. You are a human and you will feel their pain, but you cannot let it show because you are the rock in the midst of this maelstrom of pain and emotion. You are the professional. It is not just your responsibility to end pain, but to be strong. So you must detach yourself from their suffering. Feel it later when you are not in their presence if you must. But do not burden them with your pain as they are already dealing with enough of their own.
Written By Margret
April 27, 2018, 6:26 p.m.(8/18/1008 AR)
It has been suggested to me that I record my musings regarding the profession of healer for those that wish to learn it. Of course the Physician's Guild and the Mercies of Lagoma has plenty of instruction regarding practice. My journal entries shall be in regards to the character and mental fortitude a healer must possess.
Written By Margret
April 17, 2018, 1:46 a.m.(7/24/1008 AR)
I confess I'm not very good with jokes, but I did hear something that seemed to amuse the servants at the Velenosa Estate while I was visiting the other day. Unfortunately I only heard the beginning. It went:
There once was a boy from Setarco...
I didn't hear the rest, but it must have been very funny because it earned some rather boisterous laughs.
There once was a boy from Setarco...
I didn't hear the rest, but it must have been very funny because it earned some rather boisterous laughs.
Written By Margret
April 14, 2018, 12:28 a.m.(7/18/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Itzal
Absolutely. Who doesn't need soothing music?
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