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Written By Cirroch

May 8, 2021, 9:43 p.m.(6/9/1015 AR)

Chef Oscar Linnta for House Sanna put on a lovely and delicious display of roast boar with the March's presentation of honey for this season as glazes upon fruits, vegetables and boar, all roasted over an open flame.

Many thanks to Countess Aella Ravenseye, Lady Ivy Blackram, Prince Patrizio Pravus, Lady Mikani Crovane, Princess Valencia Velenosa, Duke Hadrian Mazetti, and Lady Kiera Wyvernheart for coming to enjoy and try the honey that we'll be presenting to the city soon.

This is of course after Master Ripley Thornburn is given the honey that he so politely requested for consumption only.

We almost had a full deck, though with the deal that we had much fun was had. Something that I hadn't realized that I needed for some time now.
Tonight's dinner was a calm and lovely reminder of what the compact should be always striving for.

Written By Raimon

May 8, 2021, 3:52 p.m.(6/9/1015 AR)

Mangata sent a TruthSeeker to us, Blessed Be the Breath of Her Name

Written By Malcolm

May 8, 2021, 1:52 p.m.(6/9/1015 AR)

Had the weirdest dream.

Like I was caught in a storm onboard the Good Ship. Don't know how to sail -- didn't know what I was doing -- and knew that I wasn't going to be able to swim, so, I just held on. Until the sea swelled, and the waves grew.

Woke up on the grass.

Realized, that I had fallen asleep outside and it was just Goofus waking me up.

Damn dog drool.

It got all over this agricultural report.

Written By Audgrim

May 8, 2021, 1:43 p.m.(6/9/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Viviana

Some princesses make you drink.

Written By Audgrim

May 8, 2021, 12:51 p.m.(6/9/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Viviana

I am not one for heavy drinking, but sometimes it is right.

Written By Hadrian

May 8, 2021, 11:13 a.m.(6/9/1015 AR)

In my eagerness to have my journal submitted, I forgot a crucial part of it!

While I've made an effort to advise every attendee of the Salon's gatherings of late that I've appreciated their presence? I'll memorialize it now, in writing.

To those who have joined us at the Empirical to permit themselves a little relaxation, a bit of idle banter, a bundle of debate, and permitted themselves an opportunity to discuss their views on the selected subject: you have my appreciation for your minds, your time, and your efforts. It gives my mind and my heart the warm and fuzzies to see so many in open discussion and debate, keeping their minds open to the views of others, while still standing in support of their views. Even those I have disagreed with or found to have opinions that run counter to my own, I still respect your views and yourself for having the courage to speak them among a mixed crowd.

Thank you to those who have helped to create the environment that the Salon has achieved today.

Written By Hadrian

May 8, 2021, 11:06 a.m.(6/9/1015 AR)

The past week or two has been an energetic, exciting time among the members of the Arvum Philosophical Society for the Empowerment and Enlightenment of Curious Minds. To each guest, member, contributor, or observer? The Salon thanks you for your time and efforts. Over the last few weeks we've held a number of gatherings focused on a number of topics. There has even been a private gathering that was not open to the public; of which I anticipate more in the future.

We recently held that private gathering to discuss a painting. The donation was made on the condition that the creator remain anonymous and I have respected that request and will continue to do so until told otherwise. The piece itself is a magnificent work and I can easily find myself becoming lost in seeking to unravel its mysteries. I've decided that the artwork will be put on display well into the future for the benefit of the Salon's members, that it may hopefully inspire future discussions and theorizing as to the meaning of the piece. It is a thought provoking piece that opens the gates for the imagination to run wild; if only you'll let it.

Additionally, we are looking into the matter of redecorating and some light renovations for the Salon's headquarters, the Empirical. Through the significant generosity of Duchess Cambria Mazetti, we'll be able to see those updates carried out to create a more comfortable environment for the guests of the Empirical. Ideally that greater comfort will translate directly into an overall increase in the exchange of ideas and open discussion. I'm thinking a plaque may be in order to commemorate the charity provided.

All in all, it has been a great last few weeks and I'm eager to press forward into the next. Whether that is in personal, House, or Salon business. All of it is an opportunity to meet and engage with new people, new ideas, and new opportunities.

Written By Apollo

May 8, 2021, 7:06 a.m.(6/8/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Raymesin

If you find one there, let me know.

Written By Viviana

May 8, 2021, 3:21 a.m.(6/8/1015 AR)

Lastly. The mercenary leatherworker - with the dry sense of humor survives. He who owes me drinks and war stories --

You'll need to now.

I wrote it down.

Written By Viviana

May 8, 2021, 3:17 a.m.(6/8/1015 AR)

Asked for lies.

Oh. There was one missive. Not fully sure wheo Jhond is - but, I will. I will. He made me laugh so hard I cackled.

Written By Viviana

May 8, 2021, 3:11 a.m.(6/8/1015 AR)

Of note:

The Radiant, Anisha Whisper, has agreed to be my protégé. I should like to think that our partnership will be beneficial to all - because now I have a focus, and surely between she and the Marquessa - there will be enough projects there.

Oh, the potential.

The courtier and crafter, Svana Grayhope, makes the best chocolate chip cookies. I do her a terrible disservice by simply mentioning the cookies. Apparently she is also a mother and artisan - alchemist and clothier.

(So well rounded, these courtiers. I feel utterly useless as a royal beside them.)

If you should have an opportunity to take tea at the Whisper House, please, try the cookies and have genteel conversation with the Radiant.

Written By Emberly

May 7, 2021, 11:29 p.m.(6/8/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Esme

In my confusion I was able to hold confernce with Lady Esme, it was a nice time and one of reflection.

Written By Aethan

May 7, 2021, 9:59 p.m.(6/7/1015 AR)

Looking back, there aren't journals in the white that I can reflect upon, or any, that family could. I don't know that it will change to be otherwise. Yet, how does a man lead, if not by example. How does a man inspire, without being inspired himself.

I will attempt to change the course that I have been on, at least, when it comes to my duty to Vellichor.

After the Battle of the Bay of Pieros, I spent the time board the ship sailing back, walking between the crew left alive, looking over the lists of the dead. In the journey home, I felt the winds of change on my back. Am I the same man who left Arx to raise sail against the Skal'daja? I would hearken to guess no, not entirely.

I am the same, but different.

My brothers, Ian and Porter, I have been reunited with since. I look forward to finding Wash again, but I know he will need time. I have sat with my one voice and look forward to sitting with the other. I have nodded heads with many fine people, who were grateful to see me out. I have met a Prince to whom I hope to inspire to greater things, if already I can encourage him to speak a poem out loud. I have taken to sitting in a park on a late night stroll, listening about bees. I have sat in the salon to converse with one of the most eloquent peers of the realm. I have invited people for dinner and received dinner invites.

I watched proudly as my brother, Porter, finished his dedication of the Cathedral, a project he undertook a year ago and finished just this past week. He was elevated to Blessed, a Voice of Gild. Why would I not write to jot this down, to remember it.

Ian...

Ian, let me out of the office.

Written By Haakon

May 7, 2021, 9:39 p.m.(6/7/1015 AR)

Few folk understand fireships and their best use. Not just pots of fire shot from catapults or belched out of a ship's dragon, but common ships set aflame and shoved toward a foe.

They're a risky and expensive gambit even under the best of circumstances.

Firstly, they require great preparation to have ships packed with enough shit to burn long and hot enough to spread to whatever it's lucky enough to plow into, without burning out so fierce that it sinks afore reaching the foe. Then, the sails must be set, the tiller tied in place, the fire lit and the crew bails over the rails while underway. Get the timing just a bit off and you've wasted ships for nothing.

Which is the next challenge: you need know in advance which way the foe is coming from, you must have a fortunate wind (as you can hardly row a burning fireship with a hundred oarsmen aboard) and you need have a large enough number of fireships that the few that get lucky and collide will do damage enough to have an effect on an enemy fleet. Get the gauge just a bit wrong and you'll have burning ships plowing into the rest of your own fleet.

I've seen fireships used to threaten a harbor blockade, but never before in battle.

That the Crimson Crosses at Pieros Bay managed to attempt a viable delaying action with fireships was at once a piece of fucking luck and bloody brilliance. They were badly outnumbered and were prepared to take a bloody gamble that they'd break our formation or ruin enough of our forward lines that the mouth of the bay would be blocked long enough for the main Skal fleet to recover soldiers, raise anchor, and meet us in an ordered battle line. They were prepared, they read the wind right, and they were ready to sacrifice.

And they nearly managed it.
Bloody brilliant.

Written By Achard

May 7, 2021, 6:28 p.m.(6/7/1015 AR)

Still need to get the sword, but I now have a full suit of plate. I rode Stalwart with it for the first time this week and he did not even blink. Instead, he actually seemed eager to gallop and we made thunder across a meadow. He has taken well to the lance and responds to my legs reliably, so the boy is passing every test. I can hope to make him into a mount to be envied.

The other animals are doing well and my practice with the bow continues. In the end, I expect to use this less, but it is a useful skill on the road or when besieged. I will also be well prepared for sea travel this way, I hope, able to contribute even when we have not closed.

Georgine is doing well and we are not hurting for money, so I am finding nothing to complain about lately. We shall pray it lasts.

Written By Raymesin

May 7, 2021, 5:18 p.m.(6/7/1015 AR)

First Apollo, now two more.

I need to be careful, Scholar. At this rate, I'm going to find a title in my porridge.

Written By Medeia

May 7, 2021, 11:54 a.m.(6/7/1015 AR)

I've always wondered what brings a person to making the decisions they do, especially the ones that seem as though there was no real thought behind it. For instance, when walking back to Eswyndol from Saik Tower one evening - this would have been very shortly after my marriage, I suddenly stopped and ducked into the Black Fox to have a glass of wine. I had no need of a glass of wine at that moment, I had no plans to meet anyone there, but something compelled me to make the change in my path. This choice resulted in a conversation with Lord Yuri about weaponry, setting an appointment to meet at the training center for some sparring, a discussion on the foods we miss from the lands of our birth and the virtues of a good sauce, and promises of shared herbs and spices. It was a lovely chance encounter. And, I dare say, it may have led to the birth of La Rosa d'Ebano, since the lord shared the idea not long after. Was there something else acting upon me, or him, or both of us in that moment? Was it entirely by chance that I chose to stop, what spurred the topic of conversation, how did inspiration take root?

More recently, I had two visitors in two days with conversations on very different subjects that shouldn't have much, if anything, to do with one another. Yet, the first of the two had me thinking about a trip I should take and the second gave me the reason. Or, a better reason than "I want to." I can be assured the visitors did not collaborate in their approach. Chance? The maneuvers of someone or something? Every choice I have ever made has built the path I have walked on. But were the choices ahead always there to be decided upon? Or did they come about as a result of other factors?

No matter. I will just have to use care when deciding which bar to drink at.

Written By Raimon

May 7, 2021, 10:53 a.m.(6/6/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Erasmus

Met the Lord Tyde at the docks near his ship. Having now seen this most admirable man in person, I must say: To the degree that I can tell, what I -suspect- is true for him -is- true. We shall see more, perhaps, as events unfold? And if it is also true that he once said: "Nobles have their ranks and privileges due to our duty to serve," . . . well, those are words that could very well have been torn from my own soul. Would that I could learn more from such a man as this. Having tested him to the best of my ability under the circumstances, he does seem genuine to the degree I can tell. Time will tell of course. It always does.

Written By Raimon

May 7, 2021, 10:49 a.m.(6/6/1015 AR)

Finally told someone. The Lady Zoey Kennex elicited the secret in the library over tea. May Mangata grant that my trust is warranted. I pray that it is. Gods grant we prevail.

Written By Cambria

May 7, 2021, 12:26 a.m.(6/6/1015 AR)

We are all we are, and all in a sense we to dream ourselves to be.

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