Written By Thena
Jan. 3, 2018, 7:18 p.m.(11/24/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Daemon
I need to give you more to do.
Written By Leona
Jan. 3, 2018, 7:03 p.m.(11/24/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Alistair
I don't know Isolde, but I am certain /she/ is not marrying down. I hope they will be very happy, titles having nothing to do with that in any case.
Written By Valery
Jan. 3, 2018, 6:05 p.m.(11/24/1007 AR)
There is a book about a Knight mouse called Boots! A book about a Knightly Boots!!
I don't know who wrote it but I need to get it copied!
And it's just the first part! I need to find the rest!
I don't know who wrote it but I need to get it copied!
And it's just the first part! I need to find the rest!
Written By Daemon
Jan. 3, 2018, 5:47 p.m.(11/24/1007 AR)
So much work to do about the House of Solace, so little time in the day for these things.
Dust Grandmaster Armel's figurine collection - Check.
Fluff Commander Thena's pillow - Check
Dust Commander Thena's desk - Check
Make tea - Check
Make scary noises at rats in the basement until they go away - Check
Fluff sickbeds pillows - Check
Double-check Commander Thena's quarters for dust - Check
Ensure the rats are still terrified of my presence - Ongoing
Dust Grandmaster Armel's figurine collection - Check.
Fluff Commander Thena's pillow - Check
Dust Commander Thena's desk - Check
Make tea - Check
Make scary noises at rats in the basement until they go away - Check
Fluff sickbeds pillows - Check
Double-check Commander Thena's quarters for dust - Check
Ensure the rats are still terrified of my presence - Ongoing
Written By Fortunato
Jan. 3, 2018, 4:36 p.m.(11/24/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Aureth
Well, if Skald decides to get really excited about maintaining class barriers, I got no way of stopping him.
Written By Aureth
Jan. 3, 2018, 4:29 p.m.(11/24/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Fortunato
I don't think you can bar Skald. I think he goes where he wants.
Written By Fortunato
Jan. 3, 2018, 4:15 p.m.(11/24/1007 AR)
I have an ongoing discussion with certain of my friends. About whether our place at birth reflects an order sacred to those of the Tetrad of Concepts particularly (barring Skald - this is not something I imagine Skald cares much about), and, further, about how one's place may change while still holding certain concepts sacred.
I am therefore always fascinated when a place changes.
I am therefore always fascinated when a place changes.
Written By Sorrel
Jan. 3, 2018, 3:59 p.m.(11/24/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Tikva
Tikva's War Song:
Here we stand on the verge of war:
Here we see what we're fighting for.
We hold, between comrade and liege.
Though our ideals are under siege,
We stand; we fight! Rally the day!
All brave, no fear! Defend our ways!
Here we stand on the verge of war:
Here we see what we're fighting for.
We hold, between comrade and liege.
Though our ideals are under siege,
We stand; we fight! Rally the day!
All brave, no fear! Defend our ways!
Written By Echo
Jan. 3, 2018, 3:18 p.m.(11/24/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Sparte
Sparte's kinda like a hero! He's got a goofy grin and he doesn't even seem that strong on the surface, but he's definitely something else. I'm glad that I was able to practice with him, he really helped me out a lot.
Written By Mae
Jan. 3, 2018, 3:14 p.m.(11/24/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Acacia
Ever fall in love with a hero, then peel back the mask and find out they're just human? And love them all the more for it?
Written By Thena
Jan. 3, 2018, 2:58 p.m.(11/24/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Serafine
Was it the gut rot hooch that Smoke and Spirits sells? Because that stuff will swiftly remind you why you left somewhere in the first place.
Written By Orazio
Jan. 3, 2018, 2:55 p.m.(11/24/1007 AR)
To the Faithful Reader:
First, I am reminded that it is through the blessings of Vellichor and the hard work of the Scholars of Vellichor and all of those who hold knowledge dear in our hearts that so many of the Compact's people are able to write their thoughts, concerns, and truths down, making them sacred and inviolate for the generations who follow us. I am certain that this is a gift to be appreciated and respected, and I am equally certain that when the children and grandchildren of the Compact grow to an age where they can look up the words of their parents and grandparents, reading that which they they considered worthy during a time of the Compact's greatest challenges, many of them will be proud and warmed by what they find. Others will have plentiful ammunition for the traditional squabbles between parent and child, and proof that, yes, their parents were once just as immature as they are.
Second, I must say that I love the idea of the 'paper fleet' as put forth by Guardsman Sparte. Often when people come to the Church, it is with the idea that they will ask what the Church, or the gods, can do for them. "I need," and "I want," are often on their tongue, and the anger can be powerful when the Church declines to promise that a blessing will be fulfilled, or the gods do not answer a prayer in the way the supplicant desires. It is much more rare to see a layman of the Faith step forward and propose a worship that is not about "I want" but rather about "I love". To give thanks to the gods for everything that they have already given us, from the breaths we take to the food we eat, and to give an outpouring of affection and worship without expecting anything in return. There is nothing childish about expressing this love, or encouraging others to do likewise.
My paper boat will carry a prayer of thanks and gratitude for the rain, for the bounty of the sea, for the bounty of the vine and the food on our tables. For the thousands of gifts we have been given from the moment of our birth, until the moment of our death, and beyond, let the gods be thanked. Not because they require our thanks, but because sincere gratitude and faith cannot help but be expressed in thought, word, and deed.
First, I am reminded that it is through the blessings of Vellichor and the hard work of the Scholars of Vellichor and all of those who hold knowledge dear in our hearts that so many of the Compact's people are able to write their thoughts, concerns, and truths down, making them sacred and inviolate for the generations who follow us. I am certain that this is a gift to be appreciated and respected, and I am equally certain that when the children and grandchildren of the Compact grow to an age where they can look up the words of their parents and grandparents, reading that which they they considered worthy during a time of the Compact's greatest challenges, many of them will be proud and warmed by what they find. Others will have plentiful ammunition for the traditional squabbles between parent and child, and proof that, yes, their parents were once just as immature as they are.
Second, I must say that I love the idea of the 'paper fleet' as put forth by Guardsman Sparte. Often when people come to the Church, it is with the idea that they will ask what the Church, or the gods, can do for them. "I need," and "I want," are often on their tongue, and the anger can be powerful when the Church declines to promise that a blessing will be fulfilled, or the gods do not answer a prayer in the way the supplicant desires. It is much more rare to see a layman of the Faith step forward and propose a worship that is not about "I want" but rather about "I love". To give thanks to the gods for everything that they have already given us, from the breaths we take to the food we eat, and to give an outpouring of affection and worship without expecting anything in return. There is nothing childish about expressing this love, or encouraging others to do likewise.
My paper boat will carry a prayer of thanks and gratitude for the rain, for the bounty of the sea, for the bounty of the vine and the food on our tables. For the thousands of gifts we have been given from the moment of our birth, until the moment of our death, and beyond, let the gods be thanked. Not because they require our thanks, but because sincere gratitude and faith cannot help but be expressed in thought, word, and deed.
Written By Carita
Jan. 3, 2018, 2:38 p.m.(11/23/1007 AR)
In order:
* Yes, it does - I grew up in the Lower Burroughs. Quite acquainted with the smell of it. Like primroses, truly.
* The Scholars do work very hard. I need to make sure to thank them and remember to either properly tithe to the Shrine of Vellichor or bring them supper - or both.
* Snakes and ladders? Wasn't that a child's game?
* We are far from clever. We are bored. There is a difference, I think.
* Yes, it does - I grew up in the Lower Burroughs. Quite acquainted with the smell of it. Like primroses, truly.
* The Scholars do work very hard. I need to make sure to thank them and remember to either properly tithe to the Shrine of Vellichor or bring them supper - or both.
* Snakes and ladders? Wasn't that a child's game?
* We are far from clever. We are bored. There is a difference, I think.
Written By Serafine
Jan. 3, 2018, 2:36 p.m.(11/23/1007 AR)
Nothing says 'homecoming' like the city's largest mug of the cheapest spirits.
Written By Juliana
Jan. 3, 2018, 2:31 p.m.(11/23/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Costas
Man full of surprises. But you secrets are safe with me.
Written By Tovell
Jan. 3, 2018, 2:29 p.m.(11/23/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Eleyna
Yell loud enough and I wager your words will echo for time immemorial, Your Grace.
Written By Serafine
Jan. 3, 2018, 2:28 p.m.(11/23/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Bastien
Oh aye? And here I thought it was because my shit reeks of lavender and my ink looks nice. All along it was my title and name bringing all the boys to my yard.
Written By Eleyna
Jan. 3, 2018, 2:27 p.m.(11/23/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Tovell
But if we simply shouted our insults at one another instead of writing them, however would future generations and readers all across the city be able to applaud us on our cleverness?
Written By Bastien
Jan. 3, 2018, 2:27 p.m.(11/23/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Juliana
No one is forcing you to read.
Written By Bastien
Jan. 3, 2018, 2:26 p.m.(11/23/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Carita
Then I congratulate you, for logic holds that you are as well-acquainted with the smell of your own shit as I am.
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