Written By Joscelin
Jan. 25, 2018, 11:41 a.m.(1/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Valery
Your teas are delicious! Why is no one buying them?
PEOPLE. Go to Valery's Shop! She sells more than just teas! She's sweet and shy and an amazing Crafter! Please, view her wares and spread the word should you like them.
Just a suggestion. No, scholar, I'm not biased, I don't have to say anything, do I?
PEOPLE. Go to Valery's Shop! She sells more than just teas! She's sweet and shy and an amazing Crafter! Please, view her wares and spread the word should you like them.
Just a suggestion. No, scholar, I'm not biased, I don't have to say anything, do I?
Written By Norwood
Jan. 25, 2018, 9:15 a.m.(1/13/1008 AR)
It is the unexpected pleasures that make life the most precious. Time spent with a friend. A close relationship with one's family. Seeing Adalyn back in the city only caused this to be more clear. While I will always wish for her safety over all else, having Adalyn closer is a relief also.
Written By Edain
Jan. 25, 2018, 7:18 a.m.(1/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Fergus
I must have started writing this and tore up the page 100 times before finally penning this one, and still I don't know if I have the right words. I still as I put them to paper none of these sound like a suitable tribute, and so, I will just write what I feel.
Fergus, you and I were as different as two men could be. But we became family when and Marian married, though not by blood, but in spirit. Then one day, quite literally in passing, you just looked to me and called me 'brother.' It was just one word in place of goodbye when you and Marian were leaving the manor. The thing about Fergus was that he was a man that could say so much while speaking so little. When he says 'brother' there is a weight to it. It was more than word to Fergus, it was an oath, an affirmation and it settles on your shoulders and you feel that there is a trust that Fergus gives to very few people and it humbled me to hear that word from him.
Somewhere, someone is smiling very smugly right now. They think they have struck a great blow and taken one of our strongest heroes from us. I cannot wait until that smug smile fades, as the slow, cold creeping of dread crawls up the back of their spine like the cold steel poised to sever it. Because they are going to find they could not kill you.
Prince Fergus Redrain, you shall live forever. You will live on the edges of the swords of every Northland warrior you inspired that will fight in your name, ever striving to be warriors that would make you proud. You will live in the memories, the stories and deeds of those who loved you and will continue to carry on your battles. You will live in the laugh of your daughter as she is raised on the legend of the man you are.
I will never be able to cross swords with you, or give awkwardly hug you and cause you to punch me for invading your personal space, but you are still with us.
And you always will be.
Fergus, you and I were as different as two men could be. But we became family when and Marian married, though not by blood, but in spirit. Then one day, quite literally in passing, you just looked to me and called me 'brother.' It was just one word in place of goodbye when you and Marian were leaving the manor. The thing about Fergus was that he was a man that could say so much while speaking so little. When he says 'brother' there is a weight to it. It was more than word to Fergus, it was an oath, an affirmation and it settles on your shoulders and you feel that there is a trust that Fergus gives to very few people and it humbled me to hear that word from him.
Somewhere, someone is smiling very smugly right now. They think they have struck a great blow and taken one of our strongest heroes from us. I cannot wait until that smug smile fades, as the slow, cold creeping of dread crawls up the back of their spine like the cold steel poised to sever it. Because they are going to find they could not kill you.
Prince Fergus Redrain, you shall live forever. You will live on the edges of the swords of every Northland warrior you inspired that will fight in your name, ever striving to be warriors that would make you proud. You will live in the memories, the stories and deeds of those who loved you and will continue to carry on your battles. You will live in the laugh of your daughter as she is raised on the legend of the man you are.
I will never be able to cross swords with you, or give awkwardly hug you and cause you to punch me for invading your personal space, but you are still with us.
And you always will be.
Written By Valery
Jan. 25, 2018, 5:20 a.m.(1/13/1008 AR)
I put the new Winter tea for sale in the shop.
It doesn't seem to be selling much, though...
It doesn't seem to be selling much, though...
Written By Aeryn
Jan. 25, 2018, 5:13 a.m.(1/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Margerie
Wait... Whats this I hear?!
Written By Derovai
Jan. 25, 2018, 3:17 a.m.(1/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Margerie
Did you get engaged and I missed it, Lady Keaton? A Flammas blessing indeed! Was it to the fellow who helped me off the ground at the Gauntlet? I seem to remember him avidly pursuing you as I walked away.
Written By Aeryn
Jan. 25, 2018, 3:08 a.m.(1/13/1008 AR)
It's a boy!
May I introduce to the wonderful people of Arx, Sir Feodor the Bellringer, Prince of my Heart and Uncrowned King of Laurent Gardens.
May I introduce to the wonderful people of Arx, Sir Feodor the Bellringer, Prince of my Heart and Uncrowned King of Laurent Gardens.
Written By Antonio
Jan. 25, 2018, 2:57 a.m.(1/13/1008 AR)
Life was suddenly wonderful and full of delicious opportunities.
Written By Reigna
Jan. 25, 2018, 1:46 a.m.(1/12/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Margerie
Disappointing for you, perhaps. You are the light of House Keaton and we will keep you as long as possible. No matter how much I think that you could remind Duke Telmar how beautiful life can be.
Written By Margerie
Jan. 25, 2018, 1:41 a.m.(1/12/1008 AR)
Well that was both a disappointingly and reassuringly short engagement all at the same time.
Written By Eilonwy
Jan. 25, 2018, 12:48 a.m.(1/12/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Aodhan
Why did you have to die, lad?
Written By Esoka
Jan. 25, 2018, 12:05 a.m.(1/12/1008 AR)
I have little to say on what is spoiled and what is not when it comes to Compact highborns. I was raised very differently and the ways of nobility remain strange to me even after fifteen years serving a House, so I'll leave it at that. I also have little to say on when is the proper time for a highborn to start arguments about how spoiled another highborn is. It seemed a personal matter about more than was on the field and is not my place. I've a good deal of respect for Prince Ainsley Grayson and Princess Reese Grayson as warriors and people, and I hope they sort whatever this is out so we can all get on to more important things in the difficult times to come.
I will say that I never step into a sparring ring without expecting to come out with new hurts, new lessons, and new humility. Even when such contests bruise my ego, I try to come to them with a heart that respects my opponent and holds the encounter in good fellowship. I crossed blades with many fine warriors during Champion Caspian Wild's free-for-all melee match, including some I've never fought before. For that I thank Gloria. I hope I conducted myself in a way that was true to Her virtues that evening.
For me, the part of the melee that stands out is my meeting of swords with Lord Valdemar Grimhall. It might have been the first time I ever met the man. We fought for round after round, and I thought he would yield from exhaustion alone, but he persevered. I finally managed to get past his guard and was the better in that moment, but it easily could have gone the other way, and I'd have been honored to yield to a man of such skill and fortitude. I was finally taken out of the melee by a hard blow from Sparte Fatchforth which made my ears ring. His staff is, indeed, a formidable blunt object.
The event was a challenge and stretched my skills in a way that will be most useful when I clash with the armies of the Pirate King, so I thank Caspian Wild and all I fought with for that. That is the part I shall remember.
I will say that I never step into a sparring ring without expecting to come out with new hurts, new lessons, and new humility. Even when such contests bruise my ego, I try to come to them with a heart that respects my opponent and holds the encounter in good fellowship. I crossed blades with many fine warriors during Champion Caspian Wild's free-for-all melee match, including some I've never fought before. For that I thank Gloria. I hope I conducted myself in a way that was true to Her virtues that evening.
For me, the part of the melee that stands out is my meeting of swords with Lord Valdemar Grimhall. It might have been the first time I ever met the man. We fought for round after round, and I thought he would yield from exhaustion alone, but he persevered. I finally managed to get past his guard and was the better in that moment, but it easily could have gone the other way, and I'd have been honored to yield to a man of such skill and fortitude. I was finally taken out of the melee by a hard blow from Sparte Fatchforth which made my ears ring. His staff is, indeed, a formidable blunt object.
The event was a challenge and stretched my skills in a way that will be most useful when I clash with the armies of the Pirate King, so I thank Caspian Wild and all I fought with for that. That is the part I shall remember.
Written By Tomwell
Jan. 24, 2018, 11:13 p.m.(1/12/1008 AR)
One orange rose.
Utter devotion; desire, enthusiasm, or fascination.
Utter devotion; desire, enthusiasm, or fascination.
Written By Sorrel
Jan. 24, 2018, 10:17 p.m.(1/12/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Rinel
I went to the Flammas for Lagoma and Rinel taught me a new hymn:
I saw in winter a light from afar,
And wondered at the sight.
I saw in spring a light from afar,
And laughed in joy and delight.
Hearken now to season's turning.
Hearken to the hearthfire burning.
Hearken to the pledges made
Which stay unchanging age to age.
I saw in winter a light from afar,
And wondered at the sight.
I saw in spring a light from afar,
And laughed in joy and delight.
Hearken now to season's turning.
Hearken to the hearthfire burning.
Hearken to the pledges made
Which stay unchanging age to age.
Written By Lucita
Jan. 24, 2018, 10:07 p.m.(1/12/1008 AR)
I played my lute and sang this tonight at the Flammas of Lagoma:
Blessed Lagoma of Light
'If you only have belief',
Such a simple phrase to say
Hope contained in words so brief
Yet over lives they hold such sway.
Cleansing flames, dancing bright
Help keep belief strong and true
They sustain us through the night
Until the morning begins anew.
With meditation and in prayer
There's comfort one can find
Life's changes lay a heart bare
With joy or sorrow close in mind
When within you beliefs abide
Light a candle share the light
Stand together side by side
Share your stories through the night
Blessed Lagoma of Light
'If you only have belief',
Such a simple phrase to say
Hope contained in words so brief
Yet over lives they hold such sway.
Cleansing flames, dancing bright
Help keep belief strong and true
They sustain us through the night
Until the morning begins anew.
With meditation and in prayer
There's comfort one can find
Life's changes lay a heart bare
With joy or sorrow close in mind
When within you beliefs abide
Light a candle share the light
Stand together side by side
Share your stories through the night
Written By Morrighan
Jan. 24, 2018, 10:07 p.m.(1/12/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Marian
I can't think of anyone better suited as Warchief and Sword for Redrain. It will be an honor and a privilege to fight beside you.
Written By Morrighan
Jan. 24, 2018, 10:05 p.m.(1/12/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Freja
You were always like ice and the harshest of winters, but it was in a way that I admired. You never took shit from anybody, you never sugared your words, much like Ferg, you were always honest with things you said. Blunt. I always appreciated it. There was so much I wanted to learn from you, and I'm sorry I never came to visit you much after your marriage. I should have. You were like a sister to me, you always gave me the best advice, whether it was what I wanted to hear or not, you always nudged me down the right path, always helped, always listened. I remember the times we'd sit by the fire and have a drink, talk about anything and everything until we were near falling asleep where we sat. It was in those moments you thawed a little bit and I got to see you beneath all the snow. I won't forget all you have done for me these past few years, the times you stood by me and supported me, the times you were fiercely protective, it always made me feel very much like I was family. I'll miss you, so much, but you, me, Ferg, we'll meet again, someday. I know it.
Written By Monique
Jan. 24, 2018, 9:53 p.m.(1/12/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Marian
And now it's my turn to be proud of you, dear sister. They're lucky to have you.
Written By Morrighan
Jan. 24, 2018, 9:52 p.m.(1/12/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Fergus
I remember when we first met, I irritated the shit out of you, when I was just a servant girl who occasionally tailored. Wasn't sure if you didn't hate me for a time at the beginning, but we became good friends. It doesn't seem real that you're gone. Not too long ago you were at the bonfire, tossing hatchets with me, Darren, and the rest, staying up into the late night hours to finish that drinking game. You were so damn proud of yourself for winning that trophy. That's the last memory I have, and I'll keep it close for the rest of my days. I wouldn't be where I am if it wasn't for you. You trained me in the way of the sword, you taught me to fight and formed the foundation of who I am as a warrior. As a knight. I'll take what you taught me and fight on against what's coming, and I'll do everything to keep your family safe. All of Redrain safe. I'll miss you, you surly grump, but I'm so very thankful for everything that you taught me, and hopefully in your next life, we'll meet again.
Written By Darren
Jan. 24, 2018, 9:39 p.m.(1/12/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Fergus
I'm going to miss you cousin, and I am truly sorry you didn't get to fight the war we've got coming. I know your blood burned for that battle. Marian will do well as War Chief, and your kids will be cared for as if they were my own. You have my word.
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