Written By Joscelin
June 1, 2018, 12:54 p.m.(11/23/1008 AR)
A few things I learned the last day:
My dog is a traitor.
Gems bounce even more when they have friends.
[a bunch of crossed out lines]
Drinking fixes nothing. When sobriety kicks in, you still have the same shit to deal with after. If you're still drunk? Harder to handle the mess, it's easy to just fall over and leave it. I don't work that way.
Also never in a million lifetimes did I expect to read words, written by Victus Thrax himself, asking if I needed a hug. Everything is sideways now. What the fuck. But. Thanks, Lord Victus.
My dog is a traitor.
Gems bounce even more when they have friends.
[a bunch of crossed out lines]
Drinking fixes nothing. When sobriety kicks in, you still have the same shit to deal with after. If you're still drunk? Harder to handle the mess, it's easy to just fall over and leave it. I don't work that way.
Also never in a million lifetimes did I expect to read words, written by Victus Thrax himself, asking if I needed a hug. Everything is sideways now. What the fuck. But. Thanks, Lord Victus.
Written By Joscelin
June 1, 2018, 1:21 a.m.(11/21/1008 AR)
Everything is fine.
You turn your back for one moment and your dog, who's supposed to protect you, greets the oncoming hurricane with legs wanders into your shop, lured by sweet smells and treats and then
your life is a wreck. Your shop. Your everything. A mess to fix, to pick up, gems scattered everywhere. I can't find half of my hammers or my broom.
But-
...everything is fine.
You turn your back for one moment and your dog, who's supposed to protect you, greets the oncoming hurricane with legs wanders into your shop, lured by sweet smells and treats and then
your life is a wreck. Your shop. Your everything. A mess to fix, to pick up, gems scattered everywhere. I can't find half of my hammers or my broom.
But-
...everything is fine.
Written By Joscelin
May 31, 2018, 11:10 p.m.(11/21/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Mirari
Mirari Corsetina is one of the few jewelers I trust to take work from me when I'm over-loaded, her skill and craftsmanship something I have complete confidence in. She's also a brilliant tailor and an amazing perfumer, and to speak to her is to have a conversation with a brilliant individual with a keen mind and a sharper wit. Her work ethic is second to none, as is her devotion to her peers. I am proud to have her in the Guild, she only does us credit with her work and her presence.
Written By Joscelin
May 31, 2018, 2:39 p.m.(11/20/1008 AR)
I had another dream that I stood on the shore and stared into the fog, but this one wasn't as pleasant as the last.
I stared into the gray mist that clung to the sea, watched it creep towards the shore like wispy fingers full of time and history, my history. The voices I heard in the fog voices only I knew, people that had come and gone, leaving by Death or by will. I was waiting to see their faces, I was reaching out to touch them, any of them. But there was nothing.
Only a feeling of dust on my fingertips; the empty promise of a past left behind.
I should either quit drinking, or drink more.
I stared into the gray mist that clung to the sea, watched it creep towards the shore like wispy fingers full of time and history, my history. The voices I heard in the fog voices only I knew, people that had come and gone, leaving by Death or by will. I was waiting to see their faces, I was reaching out to touch them, any of them. But there was nothing.
Only a feeling of dust on my fingertips; the empty promise of a past left behind.
I should either quit drinking, or drink more.
Written By Joscelin
May 30, 2018, 12:47 a.m.(11/15/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Mirari
I had to move my bench. I couldn't keep it under the window. The best I could do was turn it, but at least I can sit down without-
Written By Joscelin
May 29, 2018, 11:16 p.m.(11/15/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Luca
You can just -ask- me for a hug you know. Or not. And just hug me in public like a normal person instead of in the middle of supply negotiations.
Written By Joscelin
May 29, 2018, 1:45 a.m.(11/13/1008 AR)
Perhaps it's because I'm a plush-figured woman, wealthy in hips and padded in fat, but I find myself quite enjoying the cold. It also gets me lots of long-lasting hugs that follow me indoors, sometimes even in public, past the boundaries of what is considered 'appropriate' or 'necessary'. Especially when it's cold? I don't mind this, just don't do it to me in the middle of meetings.
Written By Joscelin
May 27, 2018, 6:12 p.m.(11/11/1008 AR)
I need to pull my head out of work. I think I'm going to the event at the Golden Hart tonight, it's been an age since I've been to the Sip and Spar.
Written By Joscelin
May 23, 2018, 2:31 p.m.(10/17/1008 AR)
It's been a very long time since I've made a garment of gems and metal. Usually, I neither have the time or the inspiration, but the last few weeks I've been indulging myself, working as I can, and I've come up with a beautiful belt of gold and praseodymium and gems. It's -musical- as well, with these lovely little bells. Much more complicated than I expected as well.
Note to self: adding copper to the gold was a good idea, it strengthened the alloy and made for a better sound.
Note to self: adding copper to the gold was a good idea, it strengthened the alloy and made for a better sound.
Written By Joscelin
May 23, 2018, 1:40 a.m.(10/16/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Mirari
One of my assistants is taking tomorrow off.
That's more money you owe me, on top of the cleaning bill -and- the delayed work day because there is -no way- I am sitting at my bench to work right now.
Mark my words, missy; I'll get my turn and oh, nothing will be sacred in your store.
-Nothing-.
That's more money you owe me, on top of the cleaning bill -and- the delayed work day because there is -no way- I am sitting at my bench to work right now.
Mark my words, missy; I'll get my turn and oh, nothing will be sacred in your store.
-Nothing-.
Written By Joscelin
May 22, 2018, 10:28 p.m.(10/16/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Godric
It was fine for it's age. I don't have a problem with things that are 'old' or 'older'.
But the request I was given was for 'fresh' spleen. So. I need to see a fresh one. That's all I'm saying.
But the request I was given was for 'fresh' spleen. So. I need to see a fresh one. That's all I'm saying.
Written By Joscelin
May 22, 2018, 9:27 p.m.(10/16/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Thena
I need to see a fresh spleen. I have a source. I just need to know what color it is and get a good look at it. You know? For artistic reasons.
Written By Joscelin
May 22, 2018, 9:07 p.m.(10/16/1008 AR)
You do not know exasperation like finding out the spleen you've been studying for color and freshness is an -old- spleen that isn't what it was when it first fell out of where it was living.
I knew this would be an interesting day.
I knew this would be an interesting day.
Written By Joscelin
May 22, 2018, 2:35 p.m.(10/15/1008 AR)
Today is going to (hopefully) be an interesting day.
Written By Joscelin
May 20, 2018, 11:42 p.m.(10/12/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Morrighan
A special bucket? With my name on it?
Josie's personal bucket.
Josie's personal bucket.
Written By Joscelin
May 20, 2018, 11:16 p.m.(10/12/1008 AR)
It happens to all of us. You hear a thing, a rumor, and you're thrown back years ago to the moment shit fell apart when you fucked up so badly it's beyond mending, and shame, the shame creeps in and drowns you, and the only way to kill it is to hide in a bottle or a cloud of 'medicinal' smoke. Or a person.
I've got the first of the lot. Another one of Morrighan's bottles. This one has flowers and fruit in it. I hope it isn't a favorite. I don't think it was meant to be special, but it's sealed. Sorry Mo', if this was a 'good one'.
I can't even write my own nonsense today. I'm slurring at a messenger to send this to the Whites. I have to remember when I'm an idiot, have to remember when I let the rumors and stray whispers get to me and I remember too much.
I was an idiot. It all hurt and I was an idiot. A fool. A moron. And I say these things with conviction. I need to remember. I need to.
Oh, Ianthe. You would laugh at me.
I've got the first of the lot. Another one of Morrighan's bottles. This one has flowers and fruit in it. I hope it isn't a favorite. I don't think it was meant to be special, but it's sealed. Sorry Mo', if this was a 'good one'.
I can't even write my own nonsense today. I'm slurring at a messenger to send this to the Whites. I have to remember when I'm an idiot, have to remember when I let the rumors and stray whispers get to me and I remember too much.
I was an idiot. It all hurt and I was an idiot. A fool. A moron. And I say these things with conviction. I need to remember. I need to.
Oh, Ianthe. You would laugh at me.
Written By Joscelin
May 20, 2018, 9:20 p.m.(10/12/1008 AR)
[the scholar notes the subject squealed and clapped her hands]
Look! Puns!
Look! Puns!
Written By Joscelin
May 20, 2018, 5:18 p.m.(10/12/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Fortunato
I did and I now regret every life choice I've made to that point.
Written By Joscelin
May 20, 2018, 12:27 a.m.(10/10/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Merek
I am what I am because of you, all of you. I owe you and the rest of the Guild more than I can ever repay.
Written By Joscelin
May 20, 2018, 12:26 a.m.(10/10/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Morrighan
I spent the last fifteen minutes helping pry that bit of baby-kraken out of that poor boy's mouth. You're right about the little suction cups.
Also that shit tasted terrible. I accidentally grabbed a cup of Fort's paint spirits for cleaning his brushes. This was worse. Whoever gave that to you was not a nice person.
Also that shit tasted terrible. I accidentally grabbed a cup of Fort's paint spirits for cleaning his brushes. This was worse. Whoever gave that to you was not a nice person.
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