Written By Clover
Dec. 17, 2017, 5:57 p.m.(10/16/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Joscelin
Written By Clover
Dec. 17, 2017, 5:57 p.m.(10/16/1007 AR)
Written By Clover
Dec. 17, 2017, 5:56 p.m.(10/16/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Ryhalt
Written By Clover
Dec. 17, 2017, 5:56 p.m.(10/16/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Sorrel
Written By Calypso
Dec. 17, 2017, 5:44 p.m.(10/16/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Armel
Written By Jhond
Dec. 17, 2017, 5:37 p.m.(10/16/1007 AR)
Written By Jhond
Dec. 17, 2017, 5:36 p.m.(10/16/1007 AR)
Written By Corban
Dec. 17, 2017, 4:58 p.m.(10/16/1007 AR)
Of course, an undertaking of this magnitude does not happen alone, and I would be remiss if I did not acknowledge those who came with:
* Lady Monique Greenmarch, translator and hostess extraordinaire, who mingled among our new arrivals, answering question, and served as go-between between locals and our newest citizens.
* Lord Percephon Telmar, who taught lessons on Oathlands culture for the freed thralls and lessons on Islands culture for those taking on the freedmen into their communities that rivaled any taught at the finest academies.
* Minister Korka Glynn, the Telmarch's Minister of Loyalty, who ensured that those opposed to this project were identified and addressed before they could inhibit our efforts.
* The wonderful members of Whisper House, Bliss (who organized their number), Jhond, and Nisaa, who all were the most-gracious and able of diplomats.
The last bears some attention. Some think Whispers are merely party organizers and companions on the social circuit. But I saw Whispers mingle at the campfire with Isles freedmen and in the Great Hall of the Telmarch Keep with equal facility and skill. Do not seek them out only for their courtly charm. They are diplomats that can further any aim that you have.
Written By Joscelin
Dec. 17, 2017, 3:59 p.m.(10/16/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
And he did, Lord Victus Thrax, with the grace of a Whisper offer his apologies, and without a hitch in his pride or a back-handed compliment. Sincere, open, and swiftly given without a fuss. There was no nudging from his wife, either, nor did he expect me that evening to visit her.
I pride myself on a measure of perception, to see in my clients and in strangers alike what it is they want from me. Generally this is in regards to what I make, and as I dictate this I swear to you, it's almost as if the man is a completely different person, and not in the sense that he has been changed, but in that he has found himself, reverted to a state of truth and self-awareness some go through life without ever approaching.
Perhaps it's the weight of responsibility, the stripping of trappings provided by danger, or even affection, or, dare I say it, compassion. I make no attempt to unravel the mystery of that man, but I'll be the first to declare that he is a man worth respecting, and though timid I may be in approaching him, I would no longer do so in fear.
Written By Joscelin
Dec. 17, 2017, 3:50 p.m.(10/16/1007 AR)
The mood of the city seems to sway into mellow fear and melancholy as the days get shorter. The word 'jewelry' comes from the word 'joy', and I've managed in some capacity to share this here and there, restocking my shop with items less expensive in materials but still in the quality I'm pleased to present it in. I think I will do this well into Solstice, my little shop is doing well and, more importantly, so are the other members of the Guild.
I know, scholar, I ramble about this often, but I'm proud of the Crafters' successes. .... like a mother? Ha! Alright then, yes, there's a measure of mother-henning going on, but I promise, their work and success is their own, I'm only grateful to witness it.
Written By Valery
Dec. 17, 2017, 3:25 p.m.(10/16/1007 AR)
Sometimes mistakes are nice.
Written By Roxana
Dec. 17, 2017, 2:40 p.m.(10/16/1007 AR)
It is likely a blessing that I cannot begin right away. I don't know anything about elves...
Written By Samael
Dec. 17, 2017, 1:59 p.m.(10/16/1007 AR)
Star date 1007. I am out of wine. Ok, scholar, read back what I have so far.
Written By Monique
Dec. 17, 2017, 1:55 p.m.(10/16/1007 AR)
Scholar, do you know where I can find out more about the Path of Storms?
Written By Cirroch
Dec. 17, 2017, 1:46 p.m.(10/16/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Tila
I weep for those lost. It seems tragedy keeps befalling the North, by our hand or by the design of the Spirits.
Written By Logan
Dec. 17, 2017, 1:06 p.m.(10/15/1007 AR)
Written By Edain
Dec. 17, 2017, 12:10 p.m.(10/15/1007 AR)
"Blood makes the grass grow!"
Generally this chant starts either when the crowd is engrossed in an amazing confrontation by two evenly matched opponents, or they are bored by a match where each is far too cautious. At face value it is a grim saying, but I have always chosen to believe it is meant to be a more hopeful chant. That even in the wake of violence and death, something beautiful can grow anew if we are fighting for the right cause. In the past when I have gone into battle, I would say it quietly to myself before the charge. To remind me that life can begin anew once the grim task ahead of us is done.
Also after your third or forth cider while watching a winter's tourney it just gets really fun to keep chanting.
Written By Edain
Dec. 17, 2017, 11:46 a.m.(10/15/1007 AR)
Yes I think maybe this can be a good thing and I should probably start reaching out to people that would be interested in displaying their art or their social acumen in such a way.
Written By Nicia
Dec. 17, 2017, 10:58 a.m.(10/15/1007 AR)
Written By Luca
Dec. 17, 2017, 10:44 a.m.(10/15/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Reese
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