Written By Gwenna
Feb. 10, 2018, 7:55 p.m.(2/25/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Ann
Firstly, it is my hope to keep the villa stocked with coffee, though it proves harder than I imagined it might as everyone takes up the wonderful brew.
Secondly, ahahahaha! This is why I do not read romance writings. Nutmeg. Ha! I much prefer adventures or tales of suspense when there is time for something not academic in nature.
Secondly, ahahahaha! This is why I do not read romance writings. Nutmeg. Ha! I much prefer adventures or tales of suspense when there is time for something not academic in nature.
Written By Gwenna
Feb. 10, 2018, 12:53 p.m.(2/25/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Wylla
I can hardly wait for the painting event. I hope, in all sincerity, that it will not be necessary to douse someone with wine. At the same time, I admit that I would find it amusing and, likely, well-deserved. Hopefully duties will not interfere with my attending, especially as I have had a smock especially made for it! I am once again grateful that you joined us at the bonfire and let us all know about it.
Written By Gwenna
Feb. 7, 2018, 8:24 p.m.(2/19/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Reigna
My mother made mention, just before I left to come to Arx recently, about the Keaton's line of breeds when I had asked about bringing one of the dogs with me. The Lady Margerie made the same exceptionally kind offer and how could I possible not jump at the chance to meet Oaken? It is a great kindness to offer such and you will hear from me soon, Countess!
Written By Gwenna
Feb. 7, 2018, 7:32 p.m.(2/19/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Cassima
Oh, my dearest friend, I would never bring the hound to fine establishments or even shopping when we are about the city. He or she will be curled happily around a hearth instead, or roaming the grounds with the other Redrain four-legged companions. Well, I suppose some are two-legged, or taloned, but you see my point.
Written By Gwenna
Feb. 7, 2018, 4:56 p.m.(2/19/1008 AR)
When things settle, if perhaps only for a brief time, I am going to look into getting a big dog. A hound like we have in Farhaven, who think they’re small enough to fit with you anywhere, yet can be a fierce protector. I find myself missing that unconditional love that dogs so willingly give.
Written By Gwenna
Feb. 6, 2018, 9:34 p.m.(2/17/1008 AR)
I did a bit of painting today, which was the first time I've done so since coming to Arx. I needed to put my mind to something that wasn't duty for a bit and had been mulling on a small gift for a while now anyhow, so time just worked in favor of that. I had nearly forgotten how wonderful it is to play with color, trying different combinations, smearing the bright ones together to see what happens. It felt good, and doubly so as I was pretty happy with the end result. I need to do this more often.
Written By Gwenna
Feb. 4, 2018, 3:05 p.m.(2/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Artur
While spending some much needed time with my brother Artur today, I was reminded of a memory from our childhood. Sometimes I would accompany him on his great adventures out into the forests. There were times it was just the two of us, he letting me tag along. Just as often our numerous cousins would come as well, the lot of us getting so underfoot that they'd shoo us all out into the snow! Regardless, whenever we would be deep into the woods, our boots crunching in snow and the hum of the world were really the only sounds besides our own breathing.
When Artur was off fighting great beasts or he and our cousins were planning battles, I would sneak off to hug the trees. I would wrap my arms around one and tell it that I just /knew/ it was really a great, wise, and kind spirit pretending to be a tree. That it was okay to tell me so, because I would promise with /all my heart/ to keep the secret. Tree to tree I would go, ever so hopeful and even a little nervous. Those great trees never whispered back, though, so I would run off after a time and play at war or healer or the sorts of adventures we made up while away from the grand halls of Farhaven. I sometimes felt bad because as we got older and still wandered the forests, Astraea seemed to worry when I fell behind with my tree-hugging and would have to come looking for me.
Still, thinking on it today and talking with my brother about it brought a smile at the memory, so I thought to record it while still fresh in my thoughts.
When Artur was off fighting great beasts or he and our cousins were planning battles, I would sneak off to hug the trees. I would wrap my arms around one and tell it that I just /knew/ it was really a great, wise, and kind spirit pretending to be a tree. That it was okay to tell me so, because I would promise with /all my heart/ to keep the secret. Tree to tree I would go, ever so hopeful and even a little nervous. Those great trees never whispered back, though, so I would run off after a time and play at war or healer or the sorts of adventures we made up while away from the grand halls of Farhaven. I sometimes felt bad because as we got older and still wandered the forests, Astraea seemed to worry when I fell behind with my tree-hugging and would have to come looking for me.
Still, thinking on it today and talking with my brother about it brought a smile at the memory, so I thought to record it while still fresh in my thoughts.
Written By Gwenna
Feb. 1, 2018, 7:08 p.m.(2/7/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Behtuk
I have a most excellent spear now, courtesy of Master Behtuk. The balance is perfect and the attention to detail beyond what I could have hoped for. The final touch, an inscription in the Northern tongue, makes it all the more wonderful! It is my favorite spear ever.
Written By Gwenna
Jan. 30, 2018, 9:16 p.m.(1/24/1008 AR)
I find myself very excited about the upcoming play to be held at the Blackrose Theater. I can not recall the last time I've actually been to the theater and while there is so much to attend to, supporting the arts is just as important as many of those tasks. As well, I long to be lost in a tale for a few hours. I miss listening to such while sitting around the fire at Farhaven, my mind lost in a great story while my fingers idly worked a tapestry. I think storytelling a great art, really, and can not wait to see what tale this play will weave.
Written By Gwenna
Jan. 26, 2018, 8:37 p.m.(1/16/1008 AR)
Perhaps this is a given, but I would be a snowflower. It's pretty much who I am!
Written By Gwenna
Jan. 26, 2018, 3:48 p.m.(1/16/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Aiden
I suspect any number of our fealty might invite you, Prince Aiden. In the unlikely event one does not, please allow me to extend an invitation directly. There will be no bear wrestling, however, which I hope is not too disappointing. Their table manners are often questionable and they tend to do immeasurable damage to the fine wood furniture we keep in the dining room.
Written By Gwenna
Jan. 21, 2018, 9:15 a.m.(1/5/1008 AR)
The last week or so has brought great heartache as well as enchanting joy; duties balanced with a quiet respite over shark soup. It is hard to know where to begin, this recap for posterity that I may someday look back on when, Gods and Spirits willing, I am old and gray. A glimpse to remember being here, in this day, when so many will have passed by.
- Speaking with so many of our houses about the threat that comes to Arx has not always been easy, but I treasure the time spent with them. It is a shame that I do not do so more often and for less dire reasons. Something I plan to amend on the other side of this.
- Moved the first dinner event I planned here in Arx. While I suspect it might have brought some of us comfort to be together and even tell stories of Fergus and Freja, their losses are such tragic ones on our house. Later, when it is not so raw and heavy on our hearts, will we gather to honor them with our memories.
- I should never underestimate the power of a quiet night - the relieving silence - spent under the stars doing little more than enjoying a meal and company. Even if there's duty to discuss, it still renews the soul somehow.
- How can I put to word the joy of friendship? How doing normal things and laughing over our own silliness can be its own renewal? My cousins, Princess Echo, Princess Cassima, Princess Caith, and I went shopping to find Cassima a dress for the gala. Simple, but truly lightened my heart for awhile. Pockets. Everything should have pockets!
- The Glittering Gala. By the Gods and Spirits, what a glorious and genuinely well-named event! So many new faces and even a bit of tooling around with Lady Monique Greenmarch - Telmar now, as was announced later - herself. What a treat! The wine, the dancing, the favors... A reminder, perhaps, of why we fight, why we face the monsters that come to our shores and homelands. How important being together, so many assorted people, to learn about and live with each other.
I do not know what the next weeks will bring, but I hope I do not take the wonderful for granted, nor let the terrible break me just yet.
- Speaking with so many of our houses about the threat that comes to Arx has not always been easy, but I treasure the time spent with them. It is a shame that I do not do so more often and for less dire reasons. Something I plan to amend on the other side of this.
- Moved the first dinner event I planned here in Arx. While I suspect it might have brought some of us comfort to be together and even tell stories of Fergus and Freja, their losses are such tragic ones on our house. Later, when it is not so raw and heavy on our hearts, will we gather to honor them with our memories.
- I should never underestimate the power of a quiet night - the relieving silence - spent under the stars doing little more than enjoying a meal and company. Even if there's duty to discuss, it still renews the soul somehow.
- How can I put to word the joy of friendship? How doing normal things and laughing over our own silliness can be its own renewal? My cousins, Princess Echo, Princess Cassima, Princess Caith, and I went shopping to find Cassima a dress for the gala. Simple, but truly lightened my heart for awhile. Pockets. Everything should have pockets!
- The Glittering Gala. By the Gods and Spirits, what a glorious and genuinely well-named event! So many new faces and even a bit of tooling around with Lady Monique Greenmarch - Telmar now, as was announced later - herself. What a treat! The wine, the dancing, the favors... A reminder, perhaps, of why we fight, why we face the monsters that come to our shores and homelands. How important being together, so many assorted people, to learn about and live with each other.
I do not know what the next weeks will bring, but I hope I do not take the wonderful for granted, nor let the terrible break me just yet.
Written By Gwenna
Jan. 18, 2018, 10:12 a.m.(12/27/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Tomwell
Putting frogs in someone's bed is dreadful!
Effective, though, I will grant you. At least from my experiences of lovable yet infuriating cousins who have perhaps done as much to me. Multiple times. But it is mostly just dreadful.
Effective, though, I will grant you. At least from my experiences of lovable yet infuriating cousins who have perhaps done as much to me. Multiple times. But it is mostly just dreadful.
Written By Gwenna
Jan. 14, 2018, 6:02 p.m.(12/20/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Astraea
I had nearly forgotten what a truly stunning presence my cousin is. Stunning in a way beyond just her beauty, of course; she has an easy warmth and light that feels like being near a hearth fire despite her seemingly icy coloring. Even though we are nearly the same in age, I've always rather looked up to her. She makes me laugh with hardly an effort and it's like home is just a bit closer when she's around. Perhaps because we were close when we were younger, it was almost like no time had passed at all when we finally managed to be in the same place at the same time today. I am beyond glad that we share a city again!
Written By Gwenna
Jan. 14, 2018, 12:05 a.m.(12/18/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Morrighan
I think we should make your Birthday Bash Bonfire an annual event! Happy birthday again, Dame Morrighan. How fortunate we all are to call your friend and family.
Written By Gwenna
Jan. 14, 2018, midnight(12/18/1007 AR)
I won second place in a huge axe throwing contest! I mean, fine, there were only three of us and I may have managed to miss by just slightly less on my last throw, but still. I am not prone to bouts of hubris, but sometimes it feels so good to go in and try despite the odds and manage a bit of glory. Now I need a display cabinet because surely, I am on a roll.
Written By Gwenna
Jan. 13, 2018, 9:32 p.m.(12/18/1007 AR)
I did not realize how much I missed the bonfires of Farhaven until Dame Morrighan's amazing birthday bash. Everything felt like home again, or home made in Arx. Or maybe just home? At least a little bit, my heart is being taken by this city and the people. Such a great many people came to celebrate! The memories of this evening will not soon be forgotten.
Written By Gwenna
Jan. 12, 2018, 8:56 p.m.(12/16/1007 AR)
I do believe that I must make the acquaintance of Princess Serafine! Just in case my most darling cousin, Prince Kieran, gets any ideas about frogs and my bedroom. She seems to have fascinating insight on acts of retribution.
Written By Gwenna
Jan. 11, 2018, 10:47 a.m.(12/11/1007 AR)
Snowballs, those Elensar brothers, Sir Aerandir and Sir Ashkyr! Such exceptional company that challenge the mind as well as any knight might challenge a foe with a sword. It is good my wit is supposedly as sharp as a blade. Unexpected, certainly, but I am all the more learned for such experiences. The right side of my face still faintly hurts from all the smirking, though.
Written By Gwenna
Jan. 7, 2018, 7:47 p.m.(12/4/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Artur
Just when the shadows of the world seem to be ever-closing in, the brightest new - my brother has come from Farhaven! I was surprised Mother didn't send him with me, even before me, but perhaps there was more to settle before he could depart? Whatever the case, I'm so glad he's here. The outside child and the inside child, together again.
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