Written By Cirroch
Jan. 21, 2018, 2:06 a.m.(1/5/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Sasha
Every time I speak of you, it is always with a joy over our love and a pride that I am lucky enough to have you.
Written By Thena
Jan. 21, 2018, 1:04 a.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Donaldo
Your story has been the highlight of my evening, sir.
Written By Joscelin
Jan. 21, 2018, 12:52 a.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Azhan
I've hired a personal assistant.
It's been an interesting night.
It's been an interesting night.
Written By Sidney
Jan. 21, 2018, 12:37 a.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
The Voice has finally deemed me presentable enough to be assigned duties at the Whisper House proper, which means that I'm being given my own suite there. To live in. Indefinitely. A suite entirely of my own, within which to live. (And host guests, of course. Should I get a teapot?)
It smells like silk and success and someone else's too-flowery perfume. It's wonderful.
...I've just noticed that half the people in the Archive are dressed as if they've just come from dancing. Did I miss another party?
It smells like silk and success and someone else's too-flowery perfume. It's wonderful.
...I've just noticed that half the people in the Archive are dressed as if they've just come from dancing. Did I miss another party?
Written By Tila
Jan. 21, 2018, 12:28 a.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
The letters are prepared. The favors are called. Spirits willing, it shall be enough. The forces of Sanna and Halfshav and all the North prepare themselves for the coming clash of arms. I am not a warrior, but I know the strength of my people and I shall do the best I can to support them in the coming days.
Mountains do not yield.
Mountains do not yield.
Written By Percephon
Jan. 21, 2018, 12:05 a.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
Sometimes an answer can hurt more than the question.
Edit, added on 1.5.1008: The following was a result after imbibing a glass of very fine sherry in a very delicate glass. Lord-Magister Percephon Telmar only took that glass in celebration of the events of the day or so prior.
No furniture was hurt in the process.
Edit, added on 1.5.1008: The following was a result after imbibing a glass of very fine sherry in a very delicate glass. Lord-Magister Percephon Telmar only took that glass in celebration of the events of the day or so prior.
No furniture was hurt in the process.
Written By Alarie
Jan. 20, 2018, 11:56 p.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
If you wanna win a Lycene game, you gotta think like a Lycene.
Long live the Tiny. Tighty. Mighty. Alarie.
Putting this fucking thing in my shop, on my counter. Front and center.
Long live the Tiny. Tighty. Mighty. Alarie.
Putting this fucking thing in my shop, on my counter. Front and center.
Written By Alarissa
Jan. 20, 2018, 11:52 p.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Eleyna
He is so fond of -digging-, how could we not?
Written By Cristoph
Jan. 20, 2018, 11:36 p.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
It's been a wildly busy week for social engagements. Now Jael is back home as well. I knew that I missed her while she was away, but not nearly how much until she was finally in the house again. Between Nicia and my sisters, my cousins and even Sir Norwood, the place feels full and alive. I remain incredibly touched by how lucky I am to have my family be the people that they are.
Written By Donaldo
Jan. 20, 2018, 11:35 p.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
Someone invited me to tell some of the stories of my travels in my journals. I had been complaining that there was nothing tor write about here and I do not normally write about the past, but I never back down from a challenge either so here is a story.
Down near the Lycene Split there is a ranch and one day a young hot-shot inquisitor came calling.
"I want to inspect your fields for abyssal influence and heresy." The inquisitor tells the noble family that owns the ranch.
"That is fine and good, just do not go into that paddock over there." Warned the family's matriarch.
The inquisitor, thinking the family has something to hide, jumps at the chance to use his new authority.
"Lady, I am an inquisitor of the crown, do you see this badge on my cloak? It gives me the authority to inspect any field, pen, or paddock I like!"
The matriarch bows to the inquisitor and and tries to warn him a second time, "That is well and good sir, but you still can not go into that paddock."
The inquisitor slams his badge on the family table and shouts, "I can and I will!"
He stomps off and, with the help of one of the ranch hands, mounts the fence and drops onto the other side, off in a huff in his search of the abyssal shrine he is now sure the family is trying to conceal on their property.
Minutes later the Matriarch finds the ranch hand rushing to open the paddock gate as the inquisitor runs screaming, battered and bloody, with a giant bull close at heel, "Open the gate! Hurry!" he calls out
The matriarch stops her hand from opening the gate and shouts back, "Just show him your badge!"
Down near the Lycene Split there is a ranch and one day a young hot-shot inquisitor came calling.
"I want to inspect your fields for abyssal influence and heresy." The inquisitor tells the noble family that owns the ranch.
"That is fine and good, just do not go into that paddock over there." Warned the family's matriarch.
The inquisitor, thinking the family has something to hide, jumps at the chance to use his new authority.
"Lady, I am an inquisitor of the crown, do you see this badge on my cloak? It gives me the authority to inspect any field, pen, or paddock I like!"
The matriarch bows to the inquisitor and and tries to warn him a second time, "That is well and good sir, but you still can not go into that paddock."
The inquisitor slams his badge on the family table and shouts, "I can and I will!"
He stomps off and, with the help of one of the ranch hands, mounts the fence and drops onto the other side, off in a huff in his search of the abyssal shrine he is now sure the family is trying to conceal on their property.
Minutes later the Matriarch finds the ranch hand rushing to open the paddock gate as the inquisitor runs screaming, battered and bloody, with a giant bull close at heel, "Open the gate! Hurry!" he calls out
The matriarch stops her hand from opening the gate and shouts back, "Just show him your badge!"
Written By Joscelin
Jan. 20, 2018, 11:24 p.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
It was my great pleasure to attend the Gala Turned Wedding Reception, and no less to see my work on the hands of so many pleased people. I can't express my joy of sharing my labors with others; if such joy kept me fed, clothed and housed, I'd work for just that.
Written By Valdemar
Jan. 20, 2018, 11:09 p.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
I don't believe I have ever heard of a surprise wedding reception before. A surprise for the guests, no less. Mainlanders do have some strange notions, but this one was an interesting diversion. It was good to get back into normal clothes, though.
Written By Luca
Jan. 20, 2018, 10:57 p.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
Slow down cousins, please. At least pace yourselves. Either way, you should be expecting name-day daggers for the new additions shortly. Adri and Luci.
(Overheard, added in later: Yes, of course I'll dull the edges down, Scholar. How else do you expect them to /learn?/)
(Overheard, added in later: Yes, of course I'll dull the edges down, Scholar. How else do you expect them to /learn?/)
Written By Eleyna
Jan. 20, 2018, 10:37 p.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Alarissa
A shovel! You sent him a shovel!
It hurts to laugh.
It hurts to laugh.
Written By Aeryn
Jan. 20, 2018, 10:34 p.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
The Gala refreshed my spirits. I've never been to such a wonderful event. I have no words to describe it.
But the dancing. The dancing was the best.
But the dancing. The dancing was the best.
Written By Alarissa
Jan. 20, 2018, 9:52 p.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Eleyna
Archduke Consort Talen should be getting something delivered soon enough. We do hope he likes it.
Written By Talen
Jan. 20, 2018, 9:40 p.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Eleyna
I -never- said fat.
I said distinctly similar in curves to a Lenosian-class caravel.
Also, it was said affectionately.
I said distinctly similar in curves to a Lenosian-class caravel.
Also, it was said affectionately.
Written By Eleyna
Jan. 20, 2018, 9:39 p.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Talen
This is what you get for calling me fat repeatedly.
I feel vindicated.
I feel vindicated.
Written By Talen
Jan. 20, 2018, 9:38 p.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Eleyna
I realise I did say I wished a daughter, but this is just cruel. Even Victus only got one.
Written By Talen
Jan. 20, 2018, 9:36 p.m.(1/4/1008 AR)
House Velenosa celebrates the successful birth of twin girls to Archduchess Eleyna Velenosa and myself. Princess Adriana and Princess Luciana join their brother, our eldest and heir-apparent, Prince Donato Velenosa. Both mother and daughters are assured a quick recovery.
In recognition of this grand occasion, taverns within Lenosia and the Ward of the Lyceum in Arx are to give no less than two free drinks to each patron.
They, like I, are going to need them.
Talen Velenosa,
Grand Duke Consort of the Lyceum,
Archduke Consort of Lenosia
In recognition of this grand occasion, taverns within Lenosia and the Ward of the Lyceum in Arx are to give no less than two free drinks to each patron.
They, like I, are going to need them.
Talen Velenosa,
Grand Duke Consort of the Lyceum,
Archduke Consort of Lenosia
Please note that the scholars may take some time preparing your journal for others to read.