Written By Nix
April 7, 2017, 2:41 a.m.(3/23/1006 AR)
What a whirlwind couple of days!
I encountered Lady Juliet, who I then attended a musical performance with. Much to my chagrin she introduced me to a number of people. As antisocial as I have been feeling since my injury, it is good to meet these people, I suppose. Connections are important to have.
Today I wandered into the Inn and encountered a group of people. I chatted, and eventually had to verbally discipline some mercenary. He backed down, of course.
My duel is coming up soon. I do not know how I feel anymore.
I encountered Lady Juliet, who I then attended a musical performance with. Much to my chagrin she introduced me to a number of people. As antisocial as I have been feeling since my injury, it is good to meet these people, I suppose. Connections are important to have.
Today I wandered into the Inn and encountered a group of people. I chatted, and eventually had to verbally discipline some mercenary. He backed down, of course.
My duel is coming up soon. I do not know how I feel anymore.
Written By Nix
April 1, 2017, 1:21 p.m.(3/12/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Peregrine
The worst example of what a woman could be.
She could likely trounce me in a straight-up fight...with my leg injured as it is, at least...but should she?
No.
This world is falling apart.
She could likely trounce me in a straight-up fight...with my leg injured as it is, at least...but should she?
No.
This world is falling apart.
Written By Nix
April 1, 2017, 1:19 p.m.(3/12/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Calarian
Met him in the Hall of the Dead.
So far he is just another Prince I do not like.
His wife steps in front to protect him.
HA.
So far he is just another Prince I do not like.
His wife steps in front to protect him.
HA.
Written By Nix
March 31, 2017, 10:20 p.m.(3/10/1006 AR)
I went on another walk today. Tap-tap-tap goes my cane. I swear that sound will haunt me long after I am healed, if such a time comes.
I am exploring this city street by street, and alley by alley. If I am to dwell in a place, then I will know it. Exploring a city at war is fascinating. The people act so differently. Nervous eyes, and hands quick to touch weapons. It is invigorating.
I found myself in the Hall of the Dead, where I met a man and his barbarian princess wife. Huh. He made some comment about heroic women or somesuch, and it took all of my grace not to smirk at him. She also showed no social decorum and asked rude and pointed questions.
What a place.
I am exploring this city street by street, and alley by alley. If I am to dwell in a place, then I will know it. Exploring a city at war is fascinating. The people act so differently. Nervous eyes, and hands quick to touch weapons. It is invigorating.
I found myself in the Hall of the Dead, where I met a man and his barbarian princess wife. Huh. He made some comment about heroic women or somesuch, and it took all of my grace not to smirk at him. She also showed no social decorum and asked rude and pointed questions.
What a place.
Written By Nix
March 31, 2017, 8:07 p.m.(3/10/1006 AR)
Wandering a city under siege is a strange thing.
I am used to naval combat, surely. For almost two decades that was daily life for me. I was at my fighting peak, however...not a cripple like I am now. Also, there is something different about a battle on land. It feels...less personal, if that makes any sort of sense. So many people who can stand between you and enemy blades.
I've taken to walking in the morning, during false dawn. The cold mornings hurt my leg like you would not believe, but the pain keeps me from becoming complacent. Perhaps I can still find a way to be useful in this time.
Perhaps not.
I am used to naval combat, surely. For almost two decades that was daily life for me. I was at my fighting peak, however...not a cripple like I am now. Also, there is something different about a battle on land. It feels...less personal, if that makes any sort of sense. So many people who can stand between you and enemy blades.
I've taken to walking in the morning, during false dawn. The cold mornings hurt my leg like you would not believe, but the pain keeps me from becoming complacent. Perhaps I can still find a way to be useful in this time.
Perhaps not.
Written By Nix
March 26, 2017, 3:14 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
I stretched my legs, finally, and headed down into the Lowers to investigate the wreckage following the battle. Bodies were lined up along the docks so they could be claimed by superiors or family. The ground was still sticky with the blood, not entirely dry.
I hate that I was unable to participate. That I am stuck with this cane and ruined leg.
I feel useless, and it infuriates me.
I hate that I was unable to participate. That I am stuck with this cane and ruined leg.
I feel useless, and it infuriates me.
Written By Nix
March 26, 2017, 5:02 a.m.(2/27/1006 AR)
This was my first day out of the cripple bed. The physician is finally letting me leave the estate...and if he did not I would likely kill him. This could be the reason he has finally let me go. My leg is still killing me, and when it gets cold enough my back aches as well, but it is far less-so then it was only last week. It has been two months since the attack, and I do not know if I will ever properly reave again.
It kills me.
Still, at least I can apply my other skills to aid the House here. I sent a letter to inform Prince Victus of my health, and he was exactly as understanding as I expected. Ugh.
It kills me.
Still, at least I can apply my other skills to aid the House here. I sent a letter to inform Prince Victus of my health, and he was exactly as understanding as I expected. Ugh.
Please note that the scholars may take some time preparing your journal for others to read.