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Written By Ysabel

Jan. 22, 2022, 8:29 p.m.(12/23/1016 AR)

It's been busy at the House of Gilden, making preparations to make sure our orchard trees last through the coming winter. I've sent directions to have all the leaves raked, and each tree looked at extensively for any rotting wood or leftover fruit on the ground around them. We also go about spraying the trunk and branches of the tree with different natural oils to keep pests away. They do like to burrow into the bark and kill off the tree. Hopefully come spring time our orchards will be bountiful once again.

Written By Ysabel

Sept. 6, 2020, 10:05 p.m.(12/22/1013 AR)

Gilden's Golden Moo, will take down Bonnie. I am sure of it. So very sure of it. Xavier is quite sure of it, even though his cow is being pitted against his family's bovine offerings. I have faith though. Go go Goldie, you have Lord Sanna to guide you. You can do it.

Written By Ysabel

Aug. 30, 2020, 2:03 p.m.(12/8/1013 AR)

Gilden's Golden Moo.

Really, it was Xaviar's choice, but we went to Ashford to partake in the Bovine Grand Prix and I had no hope, or expectations that we would even place.

And yet, I do not know what words that Lady Sunaia whispered into our golden calf's ears, but she said something and we tied with the Keaton entry.

I suppose Caith is the home to some prize winning dairy cows that... run fast through cities.

We'll start a new breeding program! Lycene dairy! Feed the cow grapes! Wait, no, probably not the wisest. Nor breeding. It was a good sturdy oathlands stock and I think we just lucked out.

But now the Liberators will have extra silver for their goals, because of Goldie.

Written By Ysabel

Aug. 10, 2020, 2:03 a.m.(10/23/1013 AR)

Wine and milk, they do not mix. Not in the least. There are regrets. Not the marriage, no. But the milk and wine mixed together. That, that is regret.

Written By Ysabel

Aug. 9, 2020, 12:14 a.m.(10/21/1013 AR)

I caught myself thinking of him the other day. After I was done tending to the matters of the Barony that I needed to, and found myself with some time to sit in the courtyard, beneath all the wisteria.

Milk.

He drink milk like a Lycene drinks wine.

One might have to invest in a fleet of cows. Are they called a fleet? No, herd. Herd of cows. I should learn how to care for cows. He will want milk. Or maybe he can just learn to drink wine. Wine and milk. I wonder if they go together.

Written By Ysabel

July 5, 2020, 11:14 p.m.(8/9/1013 AR)

The Indominatable!

Lucene chose the name and while perhaps it's not what I would have chosen, I gave her free reign and in the end, I quite like it. It's so strange to think that back in Caith, Armani is likely standing in a dinghy and her face pressed to it's brand new hull and trying to hug it. As if the ship might hug her back.

Is a caraval a ship? I would almost laugh and say that the Caraval can fit my entire county into it. And now, now we're going to have to see to shipyards and ports big and deep enough to repair her, and repair others. Oh goodness this is something to celebrate.

I'll have to slip over to Keaton again and rest my feet in the creek or sneak over and pilfer a muffin from their kitchen and sit in the gardens and read. There's a bookcase they leave in the garden. I shudder to think what happens when it rains, but regardless, I have found myself stealing over there to read in the shade when I have spare time.

The indominatable. Better than the lucky coin which is what I likely would have named it. I wonder what Armani wowuld have named it. Coin well spent in tandem with the Archduchess. Most certainly.

Written By Ysabel

June 24, 2020, 11:06 p.m.(7/15/1013 AR)

I fell asleep in the courtyard while reading a book and woke to the moon far above me and a handful of missives laid beside me. No one must have wanted to disturb me. Maybe. I think I spent an hour just watching the moon. The face in it. Thinking about how it looks back home compared to here. More stars I think, back home. Or out on the water. I suppose I should venture back to Caith and see to the specialists brought in for the shipyard. But first, I'm going to go back and watch the moon and sky some more tonight. Maybe another star will fall and I'll see it this time.

Written By Ysabel

June 21, 2020, 10:31 p.m.(7/8/1013 AR)

I entered into a contract some time ago that in retrospect, was not in the favor or Caith. Nor was it necessary. I was wary of trying to negotiate out of it, as it made no sense hind sight the why and I am not prone to assertiveness. A flaw, I know. It went well, though I had the Archduchess Consort with me to assist if needed. What once was letting a house I was not behold too, free reign in my waters, of my port and supplies, protect that should not have fallen to them and a percentage off when it comes to making ships at their harbor turned into a lesson in ruling, an interesting time of wine and permission to resupply at my focks, letters of Marque and assistance in building my own shipyard.

I have learned much. I learned something more about power. I am grateful to the other person for working with me and helping me to resolve what was clearly a grave error on my part. I have learned many lessons.

Written By Ysabel

June 2, 2020, 6:14 p.m.(5/26/1013 AR)

You'd think that I know about ship building, or be somewhat aware of such. A new thing to go spend hours in the archives researching. As if I needed an excuse.

Written By Ysabel

March 22, 2019, 1:39 p.m.(10/14/1010 AR)

I have been making baby steps to improve the fate of Gilden. Seems there maybe many exciting and prosprous endevors for us in the future. Between this and my work with the scholars, it has kept me fairly busy

Written By Ysabel

March 5, 2019, 5:21 a.m.(9/7/1010 AR)

Upon my arrival to Arx I have met many friendly people. Some have proven to be helpful and I think I have found a few possible friends. I am still trying to get my feet under me. Ruling a house is a challenge but I am looking forward to doing my best.

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