Written By Thea
Feb. 20, 2022, 5:49 p.m.(2/25/1017 AR)
I was trying to sleep. Tired. Exhausted. So it was one of those deep sleeps, that you sleep through the loudest of things. It was great. Until I felt a tugging on my hand. And a voice in my ear. I bolted upright, terrified. I looked over and well, there laying next to me was my son. Yes. Calo. Calo was whispering,"Mama", in my ear, trying to wake me up. For no reason. Other than the fact he got out of his crib. Yes. He climbed that thing and snuck out. Now, yes. I'll be having some words with some people, because he shouldn't have made it that far. Which is only across the hall. Knowing the guards, they watched him the whole time and thought it would be funny.
I know. I'm in trouble already. Don't look at me like that.
I know. I'm in trouble already. Don't look at me like that.
Written By Rosalind
Feb. 20, 2022, 5:19 p.m.(2/25/1017 AR)
Relationship Note on Elora
I got an early birthday present! Wait, I'm not yelling, stop covering your ears! Anyway, Lady El--Elora, sorry, she got me and trained my very own hawk! A Whitehawk hawk. He's so beautiful. And smart. And uh--loud and stubborn. He needs a name. I asked Triton, but he gave me names like Gale, and Hurriane, and Tornado. I feel like he was giving ME nicknames. I don't know! Gale didn't sound so bad. Anyone have ideas?! Anyway, he's beautiful! Best birthday ever! Almost birthday? Whatever.
Written By Rosalind
Feb. 20, 2022, 5:16 p.m.(2/25/1017 AR)
Relationship Note on Danvir
My cousin is home! He smelled of the sea and all the things of home! I've missed him tons! He seems to be settling in pretty good already. I can't wait until our next family dinner! It'll look like a fire or something. If you know, you know!
Written By Raven
Feb. 20, 2022, 3:12 p.m.(2/24/1017 AR)
Well. Time without duty was nice but fuck if it wasn't too short. Back to it, I suppose.
Written By Giada
Feb. 20, 2022, 2:49 p.m.(2/24/1017 AR)
Can one put a raccoon on a diet?
Written By Giada
Feb. 20, 2022, 2:47 p.m.(2/24/1017 AR)
At a certain point, I begin to question the prevailing wisdom of water in whiskey. Some people need more water in their lives.
Written By Demura
Feb. 20, 2022, 1:45 p.m.(2/24/1017 AR)
It's been nearly a year since I retreated to Lyon's Redoubt in order to bring Ryanin into the world.
I'm back.
(Please, don't get up).
I think it's safe to say (trust me I have been comparing her to all the other babies I have come across) she is the most beautiful I have ever seen. Her eyes are like blue diamonds, and her hair thick and dark. She was a large baby but I hear that is the hazard of having a Blackram-born husband. Healthy. Well fed (Read: Fat). And loud. She has Cahal's sense of humor, dimples, and loves to show them off with a laugh. Deep, genuine belly laughs.
It's cute, but no less than three people have told me I look a thousand times more intimidating now with the baby sling on.
I'm back.
(Please, don't get up).
I think it's safe to say (trust me I have been comparing her to all the other babies I have come across) she is the most beautiful I have ever seen. Her eyes are like blue diamonds, and her hair thick and dark. She was a large baby but I hear that is the hazard of having a Blackram-born husband. Healthy. Well fed (Read: Fat). And loud. She has Cahal's sense of humor, dimples, and loves to show them off with a laugh. Deep, genuine belly laughs.
It's cute, but no less than three people have told me I look a thousand times more intimidating now with the baby sling on.
Written By Valencia
Feb. 20, 2022, 1:30 p.m.(2/24/1017 AR)
It has been some time since we have hosted a proper Sip n' Spar at the Hart and I can already feel the excitement building.
My staff have been hard at work seeing that everything is well prepared and ready for another inspiring night of good friends, old and new. Even Missere Master Barkeep Maggnus is grinning more than usual.
I must admit that always feel a little tension before such events. Even ones I have hosted a dozen times or more. I suppose it is because I want nothing more than to ensure that all my guests are feel so very pleased and very well cared for.
In truth, other than my charitable pursuits, it is likely that is why I host such spectacles and occasions. I admit openly that it is always a joy to see such good and high spirits in abundance, regardless of whether my guests are cheering heartily from my Hart's tables and stands or stepping upon the sands to test their mettle.
People's pleasure and delight is truly something worth striving for.
I look forward to tonight.
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My staff have been hard at work seeing that everything is well prepared and ready for another inspiring night of good friends, old and new. Even Missere Master Barkeep Maggnus is grinning more than usual.
I must admit that always feel a little tension before such events. Even ones I have hosted a dozen times or more. I suppose it is because I want nothing more than to ensure that all my guests are feel so very pleased and very well cared for.
In truth, other than my charitable pursuits, it is likely that is why I host such spectacles and occasions. I admit openly that it is always a joy to see such good and high spirits in abundance, regardless of whether my guests are cheering heartily from my Hart's tables and stands or stepping upon the sands to test their mettle.
People's pleasure and delight is truly something worth striving for.
I look forward to tonight.
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Written By Kiera
Feb. 20, 2022, 1:15 p.m.(2/24/1017 AR)
another creative diversion by princess Keely, a pillow fight . Though I got knocked out in the first round, but I was partnered with someone New. Lady Ilmia Leary. I think she may be a scholar. i hope we see more of each other
Written By Ida
Feb. 20, 2022, 6:48 a.m.(2/24/1017 AR)
I've written before about my feelings of forging alaricite pieces. It's kind of a respect thing, in sum - me respecting a metal that deserves to be worked with nothing but the best I can give. It can be intimidating, I guess you'd say, but also incredibly rewarding when it's complete and heading off to its owner. I always thank Jayus before I send it along and ask Gloria to guide it - as well as offer the weapon a bit of a prayer, too. Some may think that latter is rather nutso, but eh.
Written By Mabelle
Feb. 20, 2022, 3:47 a.m.(2/23/1017 AR)
The Annual Winter Wonderland held by my family is upcoming and this year we unleash a new game that is a spin of one of the Oathlanders's favorite way to past the time.
Dress well, be merry, unleash.
I'm sure Baron Norwood will be very proud.
Dress well, be merry, unleash.
I'm sure Baron Norwood will be very proud.
Written By Denica
Feb. 20, 2022, 1:37 a.m.(2/23/1017 AR)
Four days ago, Lady Snow brought a peculiar feather into my room. It was dyed a bright magenta. The feather was placed on her preferred pillow in the corner. When I tried to get close to look at it, she hissed and swat at me.
When she leaves the room, she takes the feather with her. She does not trust me. I wouldn't either.
I tried to sneak up and get a better look, when she was napping. When she sleeps she holds the feather under her paw. So, I snuck up, but as soon as I reached for it, she woke up. Taking the feather in her mouth, she jumped and climbed up to the top of the bookcase and put it out of my reach.
It was obvious, Lady Snow is hiding something.
For the next couple days, I waited to receive some angry letter about a destroyed gown or fan, something... But, none came. The next time Lady Snow came home with something, it was simply a little grey mouse. Dead. This was kindly left at the foot of my bed, so I could appreciate her hunting skills.
Still, she carried the feather, hid it when she couldn't, and was on edge anytime I came close.
Four days after the magenta feather appeared, Lady Snow comes home with new trophy. I am certain it's a bone. A small one. Clean. A canary perhaps? Frog? I cannot get close enough and even if I did? I probably wouldn't know. It's white at least. Bone white. That particular shade.
This was also put on top of the bookshelf, where she would keep her feather when I was in the room. Unable to resist, I got a chair and tried to climb up. A broken mid shelf, and a pile of books on the floor later, I was climbing back up. Not as soon as I was about to get both the bone and feather in my hand, she leaps at me from out of nowhere. I fall. She takes the feather and bone in her mouth and bolts out of my room.
It's been almost a day and I have not seen her or the items in question... I can only begin to guess, what carnage has occurred.
When she leaves the room, she takes the feather with her. She does not trust me. I wouldn't either.
I tried to sneak up and get a better look, when she was napping. When she sleeps she holds the feather under her paw. So, I snuck up, but as soon as I reached for it, she woke up. Taking the feather in her mouth, she jumped and climbed up to the top of the bookcase and put it out of my reach.
It was obvious, Lady Snow is hiding something.
For the next couple days, I waited to receive some angry letter about a destroyed gown or fan, something... But, none came. The next time Lady Snow came home with something, it was simply a little grey mouse. Dead. This was kindly left at the foot of my bed, so I could appreciate her hunting skills.
Still, she carried the feather, hid it when she couldn't, and was on edge anytime I came close.
Four days after the magenta feather appeared, Lady Snow comes home with new trophy. I am certain it's a bone. A small one. Clean. A canary perhaps? Frog? I cannot get close enough and even if I did? I probably wouldn't know. It's white at least. Bone white. That particular shade.
This was also put on top of the bookshelf, where she would keep her feather when I was in the room. Unable to resist, I got a chair and tried to climb up. A broken mid shelf, and a pile of books on the floor later, I was climbing back up. Not as soon as I was about to get both the bone and feather in my hand, she leaps at me from out of nowhere. I fall. She takes the feather and bone in her mouth and bolts out of my room.
It's been almost a day and I have not seen her or the items in question... I can only begin to guess, what carnage has occurred.
Written By Mabelle
Feb. 20, 2022, 12:25 a.m.(2/23/1017 AR)
Relationship Note on Viviana
I recommend candles.
Written By Raven
Feb. 19, 2022, 9:29 p.m.(2/23/1017 AR)
Fuck, it's been SO FUCKING NICE to just finally just STOP. No battles. No sticking my nose in sinister corners. No endless hours in meetings, or grinding away at research. I KNOW the problems which have had me running about aren't solved. I know there's so much more to do but GODS, does it feel nice just to dwell in the moment. I know my happiness shouldn't be my priority but I needed this downtime more than I got words to express. Fucking, drinking, time with friends. I know any minute my bubble will burst but I am so glad for this moment while it's here.
Written By Tesha
Feb. 19, 2022, 5:48 p.m.(2/23/1017 AR)
I commissioned some training leathers from Sir Audgrim and he made such a beautiful set that I am afraid to get it dirty.
Written By Haakon
Feb. 19, 2022, 4:16 p.m.(2/22/1017 AR)
Any land too warm for winter snow isn't fit for civilized life. Damnation, but the Saffron Isles are wretched, with air hot and thick as soup.
Cooks their brains, I say.
That would explain Savio.
Cooks their brains, I say.
That would explain Savio.
Written By Haakon
Feb. 19, 2022, 4:10 p.m.(2/22/1017 AR)
Fucking snakes.
Yet another problem we never had before leaving the Rock.
Yet another problem we never had before leaving the Rock.
Written By Artorius
Feb. 19, 2022, 1:25 p.m.(2/22/1017 AR)
Knighthood is not simply given when it is asked for, nor is it won during a contest. It is earned through merit and selfless deeds. It is an oath not to be broken once sworn upon, as it reflects the weight of the trust between liege Lord and sworn knights, for those who become knighted are thereby a knight who represents the name of their Lord with every choice.
It is a sacred and an honored tradition. Gods help anyone who bastardizes it.
It is a sacred and an honored tradition. Gods help anyone who bastardizes it.
Written By Cambria
Feb. 19, 2022, 12:29 p.m.(2/22/1017 AR)
Some people come to hate what their profession, or duty suggests that they should love.
Written By Giada
Feb. 19, 2022, 12:14 p.m.(2/22/1017 AR)
It's good to have goals. It's good to have the drive and the audacity to achieve. It's good to branch out and challenge yourself. It is NOT good to be an idiot and do shit you have no business doing.
If I ever try to ride a horse without a saddle again, it will be an eternity too soon.
If I ever try to ride a horse without a saddle again, it will be an eternity too soon.
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