Written By Eirene
Dec. 2, 2017, 10:06 a.m.(9/12/1007 AR)
I have suspects. All of them are people (or things) I will happily spit in the eye of. They made the pre-emptive strike. As a military commander I have to appreciate it. Nothing says 'Fuck you, Malvici' more than making us look like incompetents.
I will find a way to fuck back, oh believe me. Harder. With spikes on it.
I will find a way to fuck back, oh believe me. Harder. With spikes on it.
Written By Arianna
Dec. 2, 2017, 4:28 a.m.(9/11/1007 AR)
"We can evolve given the space and time to grow."
I suffered, I learned, I changed. Never has such a statement been more true. May the lessons that I've learned in the depths of the mind guide me ever further toward a deeper connection with Him and through Him all things. The truths I've gleaned during the silent retreat suffuse my very soul.
I suffered, I learned, I changed. Never has such a statement been more true. May the lessons that I've learned in the depths of the mind guide me ever further toward a deeper connection with Him and through Him all things. The truths I've gleaned during the silent retreat suffuse my very soul.
Written By Arianna
Dec. 2, 2017, 3:48 a.m.(9/11/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Edward
Moist memory juices? Really now. I just arrived back into the city and the first thing I do is read this. Thank you for the smile Baron Stormbreak, as always - such a pleasure.
Written By Silas
Dec. 2, 2017, 2:39 a.m.(9/11/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Laric
Congratulations on yet another successful spawning, Your Highness!
Written By Laric
Dec. 2, 2017, 1:53 a.m.(9/11/1007 AR)
And here I was worried I would share a birthday with our next child. Two full weeks before mine, thankfully. The birthday cake will remain spaced out. Cara and I met our son in the early hours of this morning, one Arber Grayson, named after His Majesty and in honor of Berthold Ruger, a man I was blessed to know in life.
Written By Karadoc
Dec. 2, 2017, 12:21 a.m.(9/11/1007 AR)
The coffers are empty, save for thirteen coins which I'm certain are not symbolic in any way.
What an interesting economic challenge. In truth, forgive me, I am a little excited to try my hand at it. But I hope it won't be too taxing.
What an interesting economic challenge. In truth, forgive me, I am a little excited to try my hand at it. But I hope it won't be too taxing.
Written By Caprice
Dec. 1, 2017, 11:41 p.m.(9/11/1007 AR)
I have been told to speak to the Thrax. How does one do that? Do I just show up and say hey, you, let's talk about that water thing? Or better yet, how ya doin'? How's the lightning?
Maybe I should learn etiquette.
Clothes don't care about your manners though.
Although, one should not try to hug Lark. She looks completely huggable, but it upsets her. Something about not knowing a person and touching and .. you know stuff and things.
Anyways, if anyone wants to talk about things, just send me a message.
Maybe I should learn etiquette.
Clothes don't care about your manners though.
Although, one should not try to hug Lark. She looks completely huggable, but it upsets her. Something about not knowing a person and touching and .. you know stuff and things.
Anyways, if anyone wants to talk about things, just send me a message.
Written By Silas
Dec. 1, 2017, 7:48 p.m.(9/10/1007 AR)
The struggle between love and duty is something I have been plagued with often and I suspect it will continue to plague me for the remainder of my life.
I hope it will never get to the point where it will break me.
I hope it will never get to the point where it will break me.
Written By Bliss
Dec. 1, 2017, 7:18 p.m.(9/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Hadrian
There are those among us that do not lift a weapon made of steel to fight, but instead use their words. Some hold lofty titles as nobles, diplomats, courtiers; while others, just as skilled, claim only to be merchants, tavern keepers, or conmen. Just as anyone, regardless of social strata, might pick up a sword and use it, so can words be wielded with great effect by the high and low alike. In my experience, these wordy warriors fall into similar categories as their martial counterpoints.
Some wield blunt weapons, seeking to use the force of their impact to achieve their goals. They will bludgeon and batter you with their views until you yield or fall beneath the press of their onslaught.
Others will arm themselves as a knight, protecting their thoughts in layers of padding and hardened edges before wading into battle.
And then there are those that can use their conversations like a proper duelist. Quick, sharp rapiers their tongues become, dazzling to behold. Each responds is a honed riposte, each counter-argument a parry, and the space between filled with the flash of cloak or the dance of feet. These are the men and women that understand a conversation can be entertainment; that conversation does not have to drive straight to the end, nor does it have to be something dreaded. You can talk to another person for the thrill of it.
Marquis Hadrian is a duelist. I spoke with him to no real point, yet I was entertained the entire time.
Some wield blunt weapons, seeking to use the force of their impact to achieve their goals. They will bludgeon and batter you with their views until you yield or fall beneath the press of their onslaught.
Others will arm themselves as a knight, protecting their thoughts in layers of padding and hardened edges before wading into battle.
And then there are those that can use their conversations like a proper duelist. Quick, sharp rapiers their tongues become, dazzling to behold. Each responds is a honed riposte, each counter-argument a parry, and the space between filled with the flash of cloak or the dance of feet. These are the men and women that understand a conversation can be entertainment; that conversation does not have to drive straight to the end, nor does it have to be something dreaded. You can talk to another person for the thrill of it.
Marquis Hadrian is a duelist. I spoke with him to no real point, yet I was entertained the entire time.
Written By Ainsley
Dec. 1, 2017, 6:02 p.m.(9/10/1007 AR)
When I took up the role of Voice of Bastion, I told myself that I needed to learn politics and the ways of polite society's etiquette better. In doing so, however, I think I have become less straight forward. I have found myself not being honest at times where I wish I were. But no longer. I will from this moment forward attempt to be as straight-forward and as honest, but as kind, as I can be in my opinions and dealings with people.
Written By Aureth
Dec. 1, 2017, 2:57 p.m.(9/10/1007 AR)
Every new beginning is a new hope, waking with the dawn.
I know that there are those who doubt the love of the gods, and I forgive them their doubt -- of course I do -- but I cannot share it. I have no doubts. Not about that.
The love of Death is as certain as the morning and the evening, one after the other, as sure as the Wheel. I know it to be true, and I can only say thank you.
I know that there are those who doubt the love of the gods, and I forgive them their doubt -- of course I do -- but I cannot share it. I have no doubts. Not about that.
The love of Death is as certain as the morning and the evening, one after the other, as sure as the Wheel. I know it to be true, and I can only say thank you.
Written By Dafne
Dec. 1, 2017, 2:40 p.m.(9/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Quenia
My dear Quenia - You are Marquessa now. Certainly it is your duty to marry for the good for your domain (as it is mine for the same reasons), but neither is it your family's place to pressure you into marriage, especially as you are hardly in a desperate position for heirs. If they become too insistent, I suggest tapping them lightly across the nose with a rolled up scroll, as one might with a misbehaving puppy.
That said, let me remind you of this: you are not your mother. Neither are you your brothers, as much as I adored them. You are yourself, in all the best ways, and any man worthy of sitting next to you will see that.
(Sometimes I swear I sound fifty instead of nineteen when I write these things. I blame it on the ducal ring; it's very heavy. Come have a drink sometime.)
That said, let me remind you of this: you are not your mother. Neither are you your brothers, as much as I adored them. You are yourself, in all the best ways, and any man worthy of sitting next to you will see that.
(Sometimes I swear I sound fifty instead of nineteen when I write these things. I blame it on the ducal ring; it's very heavy. Come have a drink sometime.)
Written By Aiden
Dec. 1, 2017, 1:06 p.m.(9/10/1007 AR)
The relationships I have with my family I strongly value and among them there are the few that I feel I can fully confide in. I don't think there is anything wrong with confiding in someone that shares blood with you, especially when done so in private. I certainly wouldn't call it an extremely dramatic response, especially when one of those family members can draw on many more years of experience than what one currently has.
These last few days have been illuminating.
These last few days have been illuminating.
Written By Edward
Dec. 1, 2017, 12:26 p.m.(9/10/1007 AR)
Laughter locks in the moist memory juices.
Written By Madeleine
Dec. 1, 2017, 10:35 a.m.(9/10/1007 AR)
Oh dearest Gods - I am saddened by what I witness at the statue of my beloved Mangata. Her beauty so tarnished by her enemies and their insidious evils. But I am so blessed as to receive an outpouring of help and love from all corners so we may find a way to combat this latest attack against Her by her enemies. May all of the Faith be so blessed and admired.
Please, for your own safety, do not attempt to touch the blight on the statue. It is wicked and beyond natural. The guards are a necessity because I know how people are curious and while you may want to help, I'd rather not have more injuries on my hands. Or your hands to be honest, my beloved children.
Please, for your own safety, do not attempt to touch the blight on the statue. It is wicked and beyond natural. The guards are a necessity because I know how people are curious and while you may want to help, I'd rather not have more injuries on my hands. Or your hands to be honest, my beloved children.
Written By Alarissa
Dec. 1, 2017, 9:39 a.m.(9/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Quenia
I wholeheartedly agree with the Archduchess. We should all have tea sometime.
Written By Eleyna
Dec. 1, 2017, 8:35 a.m.(9/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Quenia
I've been called a suspected 'black widow' and they let me become Archduchess. If someone cares about whatever your mother did, they aren't worth marrying anyway.
Written By Quenia
Dec. 1, 2017, 7:57 a.m.(9/10/1007 AR)
My family is pressuring me once more to find a husband, and I haven't the faintest idea where to even begin looking. I suppose I shall start attending more functions - soon. Lucita seems certain this will at least allow me to meet people out there.
But, well, would anyone really want to marry a woman who's mother is a suspected black widow? I have my sincerest doubts. There. I've put that out in the world and said it. Maybe there is someone out there brave enough to try and convince me they'd take a chance on a sincere alliance between houses.
But, well, would anyone really want to marry a woman who's mother is a suspected black widow? I have my sincerest doubts. There. I've put that out in the world and said it. Maybe there is someone out there brave enough to try and convince me they'd take a chance on a sincere alliance between houses.
Written By Luis
Dec. 1, 2017, 1 a.m.(9/9/1007 AR)
It has been far too long since I've seen the scribes and shared with them words that I feel are worthy of being recorded. For now I think I shall keep it short. For the past months I have I set my feet in places where I have never walked before and finally, just now, do I feel like I belong. I shall continue to walk where the path opens before me, though I shall finally take steps with a sureness that did not previously exist.
Salut Arx, I am Lord Luis Igniseri.
Salut Arx, I am Lord Luis Igniseri.
Written By Harald
Nov. 30, 2017, 11:25 p.m.(9/9/1007 AR)
As darkness looms, brave hearts find opportunity to give praise and gratitude even for strife and adversity.
The sea is mighty and vast, if provides great bounty in calm, and terrible wrath in storm. The same sky that gives sun and water rages with lightning and heavenly fire. Such is Mangata: she is the calm and the storm, the peace and the strife. We give thanks for calm, as it brings life and prosperity. But so too do we love the storm, for it is there we grow strong; it is in the storm we learn courage.
Blow, winds; come, lightning. The storms have made mighty we sons of Mangata. If this coming storm is to be the greatest for a thousand years, I praise our Goddess for it, and I yearn to see the greatness to which my people will rise for having faced it.
The sea is mighty and vast, if provides great bounty in calm, and terrible wrath in storm. The same sky that gives sun and water rages with lightning and heavenly fire. Such is Mangata: she is the calm and the storm, the peace and the strife. We give thanks for calm, as it brings life and prosperity. But so too do we love the storm, for it is there we grow strong; it is in the storm we learn courage.
Blow, winds; come, lightning. The storms have made mighty we sons of Mangata. If this coming storm is to be the greatest for a thousand years, I praise our Goddess for it, and I yearn to see the greatness to which my people will rise for having faced it.
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