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Written By Sedna

July 11, 2022, 2:27 p.m.(12/26/1017 AR)

Victory in war is so bittersweet. Much of my experience with the phenomenon has seen family on either side. This is no different.

These changes are not the death knell to our traditions that they have been characterized as. But there can be no swaying those determined to settle their differences by the sword -- or spear.

I mourn for House Grimkin, and myself, as I watch another proud noble house to which I am connected... halved.

Written By Sedna

April 5, 2022, 1:15 a.m.(5/27/1017 AR)

As my materials from the Shores begin to arrive, I find myself once more in need of models for my newest ambition. It shall be a work commemorating my family's bravery on the Isle of Horderacht many months ago. Hm.. the grotesque shav cave-dweller may be a challenging part to cast.

Written By Sedna

April 4, 2022, 12:55 a.m.(5/25/1017 AR)

Relationship Note on Ember

I was so touched by the reception I received upon my return from the Shores. My cousin is a rare individual, indeed, to harbor such ferocity of spirit and yet remain capable of sincere moments of vulnerability. Though we have our many, many, many, many-many differences -- to be reminded that our bonds transcend those differences is the most precious welcome back gift that I could imagine. Of course, an actual gift would also have been just as appreciated.

To think I so often daydreamed about chest-bumping her overboard.

Written By Sedna

Aug. 17, 2021, 4:33 p.m.(1/15/1016 AR)

Relationship Note on Jace

If I have any doubts over the direction our House has taken since our struggles, my cousin's appointment as Sword is not among them. Our liberation of Horderact Isle is fulfilled. Withering away underground from starvation and hopelessness, the shavs there suffered under the manipulative false leadership. A weaker person might have taken the opportunity to cut down such an enemy when they found them bested and unarmed. Instead, he takes them into custody to face justice. Jace truly is the right man to guard our family's honor.

I shall erect a monument to this moment, featuring our Sword. All who make landfall there know and remember the balance of things. ..now I just need to get my hands on some sharks. Just using fish and making them really big won't have quite the same effect.

Written By Sedna

July 18, 2021, 10:30 a.m.(11/10/1015 AR)

My attempts at new pieces are dominated, again and again, by the return of a single figure. Sometimes it's just a tiny imperfection in the glass bearing a vague semblance. If I lean in, it's a shock of white with legs and arms stretched outward like a star. Always small, always low. Inspiration is such a fickle thing. I should pray to Jayus that this one, in particular, leaves me be.

Written By Sedna

May 26, 2021, 12:21 p.m.(7/17/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Zoya

The renovations on Mistress Zoya's suite are finally complete. Ember said to spare no expense so that's what she got. It's the least we could do for all Zoya's efforts.

I'm just not entirely sure where to place all of these excess crane statuettes and sconces and handles that didn't make the cut.. I'll send them to Redreef Shores. For... a crane room! Voila!

Written By Sedna

Feb. 22, 2021, 9:42 p.m.(12/28/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Sunniva

I did not know her, but we shared a patron. For that, I held a regard and distant fondness for her. I still do.

Written By Sedna

Feb. 22, 2021, 9:25 p.m.(12/28/1014 AR)

My heart goes out to those in mourning. It feels as though loss nips at our heels, now. My mind keeps returning to the moment just before Ember, Zoya, and I were forced to leap off those cliffs. Everything seemed to slow and for a breath, I thought for sure we would meet our end in the crashing waves. I wonder if that's the sensation my own husband felt in his final moments.

I can't bring myself to return to the monotony of everyday life just yet. I don't know if there ever really is a true return after things like that.

I have this great big sea bird to courier news back and forth from the Shores. He's so beautiful out over the water. Every time he makes landfall here, he just looks like a terrible floppy mess with his flat feet and enormous wings too big for him to walk, just teetering around.

I don't know whose comfort I write home for more, his or mine.

Written By Sedna

Feb. 15, 2021, 10:48 p.m.(12/11/1014 AR)

Yet another terrifying ordeal to associate with my cousin. Some cowardly villain has attempted to claim her life! Only he couldn't do the deed himself and left it to some silly henchfolk who couldn't tell their heads from their asses. I committed his face to memory and distributed some charcoal sketches of his likeness to our guards and military as soon as my poor hands stopped shaking. Y'know, I've known plenty of charming (and generous) baldheaded gentlemen but this fellow really might've put me off all of them for life. Or a month, at least.

Oh, and I've been cliff-diving! Right into the water! First time in my life, can you believe it? Exhilarating.

Written By Sedna

Dec. 19, 2020, 12:33 p.m.(8/6/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Valdemar

Some time ago, Duke Valdemar set aside an hour or two of his valuable time to assuage some concerns I had regarding a subject most familiar to him. Mirrors. I probably learned more than I wanted to if I'm being honest. It was a privilege and a comfort to be able to gain the perspective of someone from the Isles on this.

Written By Sedna

Dec. 18, 2020, 6:18 p.m.(8/5/1014 AR)

I take issue with anybody toting the idea that femininity, as it exists in the Isles, is weakness. Softness, empathy, diplomacy all require a strength of character and personal fortitude comparable to swordsmanship. The blade serves many a cause, yes, but there is more than one way to conquer a foe. Success reliant on a single tool, warcraft, is real weakness.

Written By Sedna

Dec. 14, 2020, 12:19 a.m.(7/23/1014 AR)

I'm not a progressive. Nor a traditionalist. Something more moderate. Subversive, but a lukewarm variety at best. There's comfort for me in our histories and our old ways, even if some must be shed for the good of the many. During House Redreef's crisis of succession, I never felt that I might personally be in danger. Nobody tried to storm the central courtyard to the residence then, or send assassins after allies in the night. With two house guards shadowing me for every trip to my studio at the Bright Forge or to the marketplace, or down the hall for a visit to the library.. fear is certainly starting to creep its way into my heart.

Written By Sedna

Nov. 29, 2020, 5:36 p.m.(6/23/1014 AR)

I don't consider myself the type but I was finally lured into the fashionable little delivery pet trend. I wasn't sure what kind was for me. Thankfully, I've got a patron who's a fantastic sport about these things.

Written By Sedna

Nov. 1, 2020, 2:41 p.m.(4/22/1014 AR)

I appreciate jewelry, I do, but I'm just not the kind for it. Earrings get tangled up in my hair. Metal bracelets restrict. Gemmed rings weigh me down.

Necklaces? I do have a necklace that once suited me. Nothing special! A few pretty pearls strung on either side of a funnily lopsided piece of coral. -but my fondness for it has waned and setting it aside after wearing it so routinely day after day, I feel bare and vulnerable without it.

Written By Sedna

Oct. 11, 2020, 9:59 a.m.(3/7/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Baldessare

I'm grateful to my patron. His generosity has helped me procure space in which to create and all else I could want in order to succeed. I can't say that I felt any particular way about House Velenosa prior to Prince Baldessare's presence in my life. Now, their words and colors elicit feelings of friendship, fondness, and gratitude.

Written By Sedna

Oct. 11, 2020, 9:42 a.m.(3/7/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Gehenna

There's a distance between we Redreef cousins. Many of us are connected only by a great grandfather far too dead now to sufficiently bridge the gap. I can't say I ever even met the man. That's why Gehenna's arrival in Arx has been a comfort. We're of similar mind in certain respects only she seems so much more capable. When she's managed to stay dry, that is.

Written By Sedna

Oct. 4, 2020, 12:22 p.m.(2/22/1014 AR)

I've been meaning to bundle up, brave the cold, and say my prayers along the beaches. The current piece I've been working on has dominated my attention, instead. I've let it. It's easier to bury one's head in tasks than look up to see the approach of an all too familiar suffering. My cousin, for whom I claim every fondness and loyalty, is at home in war. I no longer fault her for that, but I cannot pretend to be the same.

Having walked our shorelines all my life, having mourned beside the loved ones of our fallen, our tears disappearing into the low lapping waves and gathered seafoam, I cannot want what is coming. I cannot want my place in it.

I meant to make it to the beaches. The intention lingered in the back of my mind until this past evening, it manifested while I slept. I'll call it a nightmare because I don't believe in attributing power to things unduly and because the horrible vision that now clings to my every waking thought already has too much.. power.

Written By Sedna

Sept. 26, 2020, 12:06 p.m.(2/6/1014 AR)

The choice to move my hobby off Redreef grounds has been validated thrice over. Arx draws more of our loose-knit family closer together and I can't imagine half of them tolerating the noise. The studio at Bright Forge is better equipped to contain the mess. Not to mention, Seren and her smiths are a helpful, charming company to keep.

Written By Sedna

Sept. 6, 2020, 1:41 p.m.(12/22/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Ember

Questionable taste in potted plants.

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