Written By Thena
Jan. 10, 2018, 11:10 p.m.(12/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
I hope they prepare it with spices.
Written By Rymarr
Jan. 10, 2018, 8:55 p.m.(12/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Galen
As one who isn't accustomed to the sea and often scatters their meals into it, when aboard a vessel, I have some confusion regarding a recent journal entry.
The recent journal entry from a Prince of House Thrax detailing some sort of song or cadence that, I can only assume, is frequently sang before venturing onto the waves has given me some cause for concern.
What do they do to the goat? Why does it need preparing? Is it going to be okay?
The recent journal entry from a Prince of House Thrax detailing some sort of song or cadence that, I can only assume, is frequently sang before venturing onto the waves has given me some cause for concern.
What do they do to the goat? Why does it need preparing? Is it going to be okay?
Written By Galen
Jan. 10, 2018, 8:41 p.m.(12/10/1007 AR)
Book,
A diddy, for my upcoming adventure.
Off we go to sea, Hi ho! Hi ho!
We hoist our mighty sails, Hi ho! Hi Ho!
We baton the hatches, we scrub the decks,
We prepare the goat! What the heck?
We hug our loved ones round their necks,
Off we go to sea! Hi ho! Hi ho!
A diddy, for my upcoming adventure.
Off we go to sea, Hi ho! Hi ho!
We hoist our mighty sails, Hi ho! Hi Ho!
We baton the hatches, we scrub the decks,
We prepare the goat! What the heck?
We hug our loved ones round their necks,
Off we go to sea! Hi ho! Hi ho!
Written By Galen
Jan. 10, 2018, 7:33 p.m.(12/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Sparte
Hello again book,
What can I say? Things are growing more interesting by the day, the looming battle sees me scrambling to meetings and running drills with our men, it leaves little time for me to train!
I was pleasantly surprised to find some time to do some training myself, and with none other than Sparte! His methods perhaps a little unorthodox, I carried with me a sack of potatoes to training, at the mans request.
We balanced them on the blades of our weapons and rolled them around, I admit, this was difficult on a spear blade, but I mostly got it. We sparred with them sitting on our heads, this was a disaster! We tossed them into the air, struck with our weapons and caught them before they hit the ground, or at least we mostly did...And then, there was the dreaded potato bridge, everyone gets on their hands and knees to form a tunnel, then you, with said potato on your blade have to crawl through the tunnel, trying not to murder anyone accidentally or drop said potato!
I am fairly certain some of the things we did were simply for his entertainment, regardless, he has my respect and was quite impressive, an amazingly skilled weapon master to be sure. I would suggest anyone seeking him out.
What can I say? Things are growing more interesting by the day, the looming battle sees me scrambling to meetings and running drills with our men, it leaves little time for me to train!
I was pleasantly surprised to find some time to do some training myself, and with none other than Sparte! His methods perhaps a little unorthodox, I carried with me a sack of potatoes to training, at the mans request.
We balanced them on the blades of our weapons and rolled them around, I admit, this was difficult on a spear blade, but I mostly got it. We sparred with them sitting on our heads, this was a disaster! We tossed them into the air, struck with our weapons and caught them before they hit the ground, or at least we mostly did...And then, there was the dreaded potato bridge, everyone gets on their hands and knees to form a tunnel, then you, with said potato on your blade have to crawl through the tunnel, trying not to murder anyone accidentally or drop said potato!
I am fairly certain some of the things we did were simply for his entertainment, regardless, he has my respect and was quite impressive, an amazingly skilled weapon master to be sure. I would suggest anyone seeking him out.
Written By Tomwell
Jan. 10, 2018, 7:11 p.m.(12/10/1007 AR)
I like to think I'm a man of many talents. I have my skills, I know. But of late, it's difficult to feel as though any of them matter much at all. I'm not going to compose a poem to keep the looming threats at bay, or sing a ballad so beautiful that Leaholdt's earnings double in size.
It's time I put wishful fantasies aside and focused on practical duties. Perhaps this nagging feeling will go away, once I do.
It's time I put wishful fantasies aside and focused on practical duties. Perhaps this nagging feeling will go away, once I do.
Written By Derovai
Jan. 10, 2018, 6:28 p.m.(12/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Monique
Many people. Many motives. Sometimes the two even connect in a sensible way, but that's usually a disappointment. What's your perspective?
Written By Derovai
Jan. 10, 2018, 6:25 p.m.(12/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Mae
On balance, I believe I'll keep my darts thrown in the metaphorical sense instead of the literal.
Written By Harlan
Jan. 10, 2018, 5:24 p.m.(12/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Monique
The view from the watch towers in the Gray Forest near Ashford House -- you can see for miles, just don't look down if you're nervous!
Written By Marian
Jan. 10, 2018, 4:56 p.m.(12/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Monique
The Greenwood in the morning light when a gentle breeze stirs the trees. If you listen close, you can almost hear the ancient oaks gossiping to each other. A squirrel scurries in the undergrowth, looking for precious snacks to be saved by winter. A stag with twelve points stands guard over a doe and fawn. Rays of sunlight punch through the canopy of trees, the dew sparkling in the green grass. A gentle brook brings soft music when mixed with the robin's song. An older redheaded girl stands so still that her muscles shake as she plays hide and seek with her younger brother and sister.
Written By Monique
Jan. 10, 2018, 4:47 p.m.(12/10/1007 AR)
What is Arvum, to you? When you think the land, say the name, what is the first thing or place or sentiment that springs to your mind?
Written By Marian
Jan. 10, 2018, 4:35 p.m.(12/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Eleyna
They say love is a beautiful thing
Because of the joy that it brings.
Sweet nothings and gentle sighs
Hang on the poets' lyrical designs.
But I think these bards did miss
A brand of love with a sharper kiss.
Stand clear of their cuts and snipes
Don't ever claim that love is just nice.
Vases thrown, swords drawn and clash
Champions called, quick tempers crash.
Competition, deception, dark passion
Done with poise and scandalous fashion.
Because of the joy that it brings.
Sweet nothings and gentle sighs
Hang on the poets' lyrical designs.
But I think these bards did miss
A brand of love with a sharper kiss.
Stand clear of their cuts and snipes
Don't ever claim that love is just nice.
Vases thrown, swords drawn and clash
Champions called, quick tempers crash.
Competition, deception, dark passion
Done with poise and scandalous fashion.
Written By Derovai
Jan. 10, 2018, 3:56 p.m.(12/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Reigna
Just to be clear, I wasn't offering myself as a participant. Only the spark for the proverbial fire, you understand.
Wait, when is your birthday? Why do I have a sinking feeling as I write this?
Wait, when is your birthday? Why do I have a sinking feeling as I write this?
Written By Serafine
Jan. 10, 2018, 3:51 p.m.(12/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Talen
I lived next to you for most of your 'courtship' and I'm pretty sure I heard the conception of my nephew from clear across the city.
Written By Serafine
Jan. 10, 2018, 3:51 p.m.(12/10/1007 AR)
I'm not near as good at poetry as my Leta, alas.
Written By Talen
Jan. 10, 2018, 3:44 p.m.(12/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Serafine
Oh, you can hear us? Oops.
Written By Serafine
Jan. 10, 2018, 3:39 p.m.(12/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Eleyna
I once knew a girl with gold hair
who pretended to never've cared
for the princes and dukes
(always one for rebukes)
a insisted she'd never be paired.
But then came a man on a horse
dark, he was, and quite coarse.
his grip very divine,
(his ass? oh quite fine)
and his hips, aye quite the force.
Now? They're really quite gross,
writing sonnets of who-loves-who most.
Headboard loudly beats,
(gods I hate how sound seeps)
And two heirs theirs to toast.
who pretended to never've cared
for the princes and dukes
(always one for rebukes)
a insisted she'd never be paired.
But then came a man on a horse
dark, he was, and quite coarse.
his grip very divine,
(his ass? oh quite fine)
and his hips, aye quite the force.
Now? They're really quite gross,
writing sonnets of who-loves-who most.
Headboard loudly beats,
(gods I hate how sound seeps)
And two heirs theirs to toast.
Written By Cassima
Jan. 10, 2018, 3:28 p.m.(12/10/1007 AR)
Dear Father,
I write to inform you that both Caith and I have arrived safely in Arx -- quite the feat considering the state of things in the world, now. As promised, I have endeavored to make myself as useful as possible to my Thraxian relations, and have otherwise done my very best to stay out of the way. I daresay my isolation will not please you over much, but if you truly thought I would arrive on the continent to blossom into a social butterfly, then I begin to worry that your wizened age has brought about a decline in your sanity. I still anticipate you shall be writing to me inside of a year asking me to come home. If I am wrong, I will as promised order an ornate custom ledger for your use.
You will, however, be pleased to hear that I have already made acquaintance of one of my Northern relations: The March of Giant's Reach, eldest son of your brother, Anali. He is a large man with dark skin and a booming voice, and he is as much a presence in a room as any Giant. No doubt his father is proud, and I daresay you should be pleased to know him. I intend to become better-acquainted with him and his sister, and will urge both to write to you that you may come to know these members of your own family.
For now, father, I have no other news to report but shall remain focused on reviewing the family ledgers in the hopes I may be of some use in this time of transition and peril. That, as you very well know, is my only desire.
All my love and affection,
*~* Cass *~*
I write to inform you that both Caith and I have arrived safely in Arx -- quite the feat considering the state of things in the world, now. As promised, I have endeavored to make myself as useful as possible to my Thraxian relations, and have otherwise done my very best to stay out of the way. I daresay my isolation will not please you over much, but if you truly thought I would arrive on the continent to blossom into a social butterfly, then I begin to worry that your wizened age has brought about a decline in your sanity. I still anticipate you shall be writing to me inside of a year asking me to come home. If I am wrong, I will as promised order an ornate custom ledger for your use.
You will, however, be pleased to hear that I have already made acquaintance of one of my Northern relations: The March of Giant's Reach, eldest son of your brother, Anali. He is a large man with dark skin and a booming voice, and he is as much a presence in a room as any Giant. No doubt his father is proud, and I daresay you should be pleased to know him. I intend to become better-acquainted with him and his sister, and will urge both to write to you that you may come to know these members of your own family.
For now, father, I have no other news to report but shall remain focused on reviewing the family ledgers in the hopes I may be of some use in this time of transition and peril. That, as you very well know, is my only desire.
All my love and affection,
*~* Cass *~*
Written By Ariella
Jan. 10, 2018, 3:10 p.m.(12/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Lucita
My beloved sister is getting married to a wonderful man soon. She grew up so fast, and I didn't even have a chance to twist her arm to make her a little more bawdy and enjoy her youth more. I'm sure she will have an amazing marriage and I'm looking forward to watching their love and happiness together in the future.
Written By Reigna
Jan. 10, 2018, 2:54 p.m.(12/9/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Kael
It seems I was wrong, and my husband DOES want to do battle with me! Perhaps I should throw a 'Teach Reigna how to hit things' Party! I could supply treats for all those willing to put in the effort to stand around and laugh at my attempts? My birthday IS coming up... Kael, take notes!
Written By Reigna
Jan. 10, 2018, 2:42 p.m.(12/9/1007 AR)
I am delighted that so many people are willing to let me whack at them with my feeble arms! Is this love? I think it is.
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