Written By Joscelin
Jan. 27, 2018, 2:19 a.m.(1/17/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Aleksei
A crocus, purple with the light of gold on the inside, like amethyst carved around a budding citrine. It's the first to peek out and remind you that there's life under the snow, like a trumpet to herald that the world is still good.
Written By Aleksei
Jan. 27, 2018, 2:10 a.m.(1/17/1008 AR)
Someone tell me what the prettiest flower in the world is.
Written By Aleksei
Jan. 27, 2018, 2:08 a.m.(1/17/1008 AR)
No, wait, now he's saying maybe a sword lily. I don't know those, either. He's still thinking. I might have accidentally caused a _thing_.
Written By Apollis
Jan. 27, 2018, 1:42 a.m.(1/16/1008 AR)
Written By Aiden
Jan. 27, 2018, 1:02 a.m.(1/16/1008 AR)
I am so very humbled and reminded that home is where family is. And family is what's important.
Thank you for sharing your family with me, House Redrain.
Written By Sabella
Jan. 27, 2018, 12:18 a.m.(1/16/1008 AR)
She's having a party coming up, and I suppose I should see about a mask.
On the other hand, my work with the orphans of the compact is going well, if I manage to make decent strides I will send out personal thank yous for those who assisted me. I never forget a favor and always pay them back.
Written By Leta
Jan. 27, 2018, 12:01 a.m.(1/16/1008 AR)
Meowlarice is about ready to have her kittens, if I know anything. She's curled in my old gambeson, which is fine, as I wasn't going to wear it anymore other than maybe for sparring now and then. If it gets some more stains on it so be it. Now, she's hissing a bit, but I don't suppose that's nothing but some spider or some spirits or such things as cats see.
Here is a drawing of Meowlarice sitting in my gambeson.
<What follows is a not-very-good depiction of a naively stylized cat with a mottled pattern, curled up on top of a lump of something, presumably a gambeson, with some vague diamond-like pattern doodled on it.>
Written By Wynna
Jan. 26, 2018, 11:47 p.m.(1/16/1008 AR)
Or just ignorant.
Written By Lucita
Jan. 26, 2018, 11:36 p.m.(1/16/1008 AR)
Written By Astraea
Jan. 26, 2018, 10:37 p.m.(1/16/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Amarantha
Written By Gwenna
Jan. 26, 2018, 8:37 p.m.(1/16/1008 AR)
Written By Amarantha
Jan. 26, 2018, 8:04 p.m.(1/16/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Astraea
The hatred bit was a general comment. A joke, even.
Written By Astraea
Jan. 26, 2018, 8 p.m.(1/16/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Amarantha
Written By Brogan
Jan. 26, 2018, 7:59 p.m.(1/16/1008 AR)
Had the chance to meet Dame Greenblood and Sir Sandreef as well. Good people, solid knights, and damn if Greenblood isn't strong as an Ox. I'm hoping I get the chance to see them again, and maybe do a bit of their strength training. Being in these lowlands are going to make me soft, feel so bloody winded when I go back to visit, and I'll be damned if that happens again.
Written By Amarantha
Jan. 26, 2018, 7:35 p.m.(1/16/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Echo
I also like how it means hatred, I suppose.
Written By Echo
Jan. 26, 2018, 7:33 p.m.(1/16/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Amarantha
Written By Margerie
Jan. 26, 2018, 7:32 p.m.(1/16/1008 AR)
But then I thought about the relationships each of those statements represents. It means we are seeing the unique gifts that each of us brings to this city, how we connect to and see one another. The road we travel down at the moment leads to a dangerous destination. That we travel down it together, each our own individual facing some of the same challenges, each rising to meet them in their own way? It is more beautiful than any individual blossom.
Thank you for showing me that today.
Written By Daemon
Jan. 26, 2018, 7:32 p.m.(1/16/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Ida
But it would have to be a special breed. One that punches!
Written By Amarantha
Jan. 26, 2018, 7:30 p.m.(1/16/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Apollis
I hope for your sake that I live a very, very long time.
Written By Apollis
Jan. 26, 2018, 7:26 p.m.(1/16/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Amarantha
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