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Written By Medeia

April 13, 2021, 7:04 p.m.(4/15/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Mihaly

On behalf of the League of Stoic Husbands, by special nomination, I am happy to announce Lord Mihaly Riven as the newest member. This is a great honor.

Written By Eirene

April 13, 2021, 6:14 p.m.(4/15/1015 AR)

I nominate my husband, Lord Commander Mihaly Riven, for the League of Stoic Husbands. I await his application paperwork so I can fill it out on his behalf.

Written By Lisebet

April 13, 2021, 2:28 p.m.(4/15/1015 AR)

I am looking forward to a romp in the woods, which we will hopefully get to do in the near future. Perhaps we should consider another cow racing party.

I can't believe I just said that.

Written By Savio

April 13, 2021, 10:26 a.m.(4/14/1015 AR)

I have two moods, and two moods only
One is joyful, one is lonely
Loving life or crushed so small
Between these points I freely fall

I never know just where I'll land
And I'm not a thing I understand
When I'm told I should embrace this
All I can think is "Thanks, I hate it."

Written By Claude

April 13, 2021, 9:34 a.m.(4/14/1015 AR)

Disciples of Skald, A Litany

Destiny is dead
My fate is not written
My choices are my own

I give no counsel on decisions
I reveal the paths but do not mark them

Accept no bonds which cannot be broken
No Fetters. No Masters. No Writs.

Choice is our blessing

Where it is absent, deliver it
Where there are chains, break them

To Slavery, bring justice
To his Victims, give succor

My fate is not written
My choices are my own

Written By Lianne

April 13, 2021, 12:54 a.m.(4/14/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Denica

Even a cat can be charmed for a short while.

Written By Cirroch

April 12, 2021, 10 p.m.(4/13/1015 AR)

I have learned that dancing in the mud during a storm may be the norm for us, though can be frowned upon by others. I don't know how to explain the thrill of finding a large puddle and finding a sudden need to jump in and kick the water around for a moment. The droplets flying back towards the sky as the rain falls heavily, or the traces and globs of mud that come along with it all.

Best barefooted. Maybe some aeterna or umbra silk if you must

Written By Thea

April 12, 2021, 7:25 p.m.(4/13/1015 AR)

That was a strange storm the other night. I walked into Princess Sabella's looking like I just stepped from the baths. Thankfully, she was swift in handing me a towel. Come to find out, the storm passed like a drain just as fast as it started. The brunch was nice so I supposed the torrential and strange weather was worth it.

Written By Denica

April 12, 2021, 6:34 p.m.(4/13/1015 AR)

You can charm anyone, but a cat.

Written By Eirene

April 12, 2021, 1:29 p.m.(4/13/1015 AR)

Apparently people are saying nice things about me? This has me totally confused. I must be slipping in my old age to be respected more than feared. I'm joking, of course. It's always good to get recognition for the shit I do but I don't need it. I just need to know my efforts pay off in the saving of lives. Seeing a patient - soldier or civilian, return to their families is enough for me. Knowing people have food and shelter and Gild knows what-other aspects of civilization is enough. Every little thing is a candle in the darkness. I prefer lighting fires, metaphorically speaking, but I'm glad just to know there's people out there who are sleeping easier tonight because of the things I did for them.

Written By Auda

April 12, 2021, 11:50 a.m.(4/13/1015 AR)

..what a strange storm that was. I wonder what it could mean?

Written By Eirene

April 12, 2021, 10:30 a.m.(4/12/1015 AR)

I discovered three things at Thea and Drake's wedding celebration.

One: I can pick a lock.
Two: I can throw a knife almost as good as Domonico, which is saying something.
Three: I look good in black leather dresses as much as I do in black leather armor.

That reminds me, I need to get a proper Southport style military skirt with greaves. I think I don't own anything like that.

Written By Sydney

April 12, 2021, 8:30 a.m.(4/12/1015 AR)

Right place, right time. I heard someone talking about a Grayson brunch, and not a word in there about having to be of a certain caliber for entry, slid into my best armor, slapped on some of my finer baubles, and marched on over. No sooner do I cross the threshold of the Grayson Ward, the sky opened.

I got fucking poured on.

I showed up still dripping, my boots squelching with every step. Only stubbornness kept me from turning away, and the fact that I was already drenched, annoyed, and hungrier than the abyss is dark. Fortunately, the company and her guests were all rather understanding, for which I'm exceedingly grateful. I was able to catch up with some old faces and speak to some new ones, and even had my hair threatened with ribbons.

Not a bad way to spend the day.

Written By Mabelle

April 12, 2021, 4:46 a.m.(4/12/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Klaus

A jar of honey with a splash of water does not a tea make.

Written By Natasha

April 12, 2021, 1:16 a.m.(4/12/1015 AR)

Storms tend to fall in the capital in a manner that is quieter than I am used to; nothing like the whipping gales and the furious cacophony of thunder and lightning that I had grown up with in Maelstrom. I observed to a friend, once, that it has always discomfitted me. How peaceful it seems in comparison, when rain falls in Arx.

Tonight, it was different.

The last time I experienced a storm like this in the capital, Astarrea was suddenly gone. And so as I watch torrential rain and the promise of lightning illuminating distant dark clouds, I wonder what has happened, and what exactly was called.

Written By Tython

April 11, 2021, 10:04 p.m.(4/11/1015 AR)

I've been busy at the workshop most of the week, but I got some time set aside every day walkin' across this real narrow board, doing stuff to keep my balance and reflexes up, using my hands and all that. Vann's always around with me, I'm hoping this stuff will rub off on him too. I've also been telling people around here to start calling the Beach Walk, Culler Walk instead.

Written By Raja

April 11, 2021, 10:03 p.m.(4/11/1015 AR)

I love my husband. I really do. I miss him. I know he travels with the wind. I knew this when I signed up for this marriage. But, it gets hard. I see others like Raymesin and Tanith together and then feel acutely aware of how much I miss him when he is away. I know he is fine. I know one day he will return. I just wish it were today.

Written By Raja

April 11, 2021, 10:01 p.m.(4/11/1015 AR)

So the first step in creating this library is to tear down some old buildings. I've already hired a crew to go through and check the buildings for people that may still be holing up in there. I would both be surprised and not surprised if folk are in those hovels. We will see how it goes.

Written By Raja

April 11, 2021, 9:59 p.m.(4/11/1015 AR)

That storm was strange. I never saw anything like it! Someone somewhere knows something about it. Why people are asking /me/ if /I/ know anything is beyond me! I am willing to pay silver to learn about it's story.

Written By Lianne

April 11, 2021, 9:58 p.m.(4/11/1015 AR)

There is a particular pleasure taken in aiding another in bringing their vision to fruition. I am genuinely delighted to work with such brilliant individuals capable of taking what others might dismiss and rendering it useful or beautiful, giving meaning to the discarded.

It feels like fitting work for spring.

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