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Written By Lucita

Nov. 23, 2017, 12:38 p.m.(8/20/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Agnarr

Agnarr turned out to be a surprise, a pleasant one. At near seven feet tall and a huge size, a reputation as a fierce fighter, he can be rather intimidating, yet he showed dry humor (at least it sounded enough like humor that I smiled) and gently took the time to show me how to use a small weapon to block a blow with less risk of getting my hand lopped off. I could tell he was holding back, which was appreciated, since as the instruction progressed with speed and strength, any harder a blow would have left me sprawled in the dirt at his feet.

Written By Ailith

Nov. 23, 2017, 8:39 a.m.(8/20/1007 AR)

Holy Services Sermon
Day 20 of Month 8 in 1007 AR
Palace Chapel

Gratitude.

Real gratitude isn't just a feeling you feel when something good happens to you or someone does something nice. Real gratitude is a response or an action that demonstrates just how thankful you really are.

In your life, one time or another, you may have been told to give thanks to the Gods and be grateful for all the many benefits and blessings they bestow. Truthfully, we aren't just asked to feel grateful, we are asked to be grateful. Not just feel it, but show it.

My childhood as many know had its fair share of hardships. This one time, mother had just given birth and couldn't tend to her tasks and father was handling planting season. The lost wages meant we had stone soup for many nights that week. Fed up, I gathered my able-bodied siblings, leaving one behind to watch all the littles, and we headed out to the Baron's stables. We spent the entire day mucking those stables out and were rewarded with coin. We used that small bit of coin to buy some bread.

My, was that honey loaf the most delicious thing I ever had to date in my life. The warmth in our bellies and the smiles on my family's faces was all I could ever want. I was so grateful for these blessings -- my siblings for working, the Baron for giving us a job when he had a stable hand and saw that we were paid, the merchant who looked at our meager offering and gave us the biggest loaf of the bunch, yes, I knew he took pity and accepted less than that bread's worth, and for the baker who created this fantastic loaf of bread. Amusing side note, I only recently discovered who the baker was -- Mistress Symanthe Morgan, mother to Blessed Aleksei.

Part of me showing my gratitude as I only mentioned how I felt grateful, I ask that everyone join me in this small experiment and write a "gratitude letter."

Think of somebody who impacted your life for good, somebody without whom you'd be a different person. Take your time and write them a letter telling them why you are grateful to the Gods for them. It needn't be an epic novel. Even the shortest of letters if the substantial meaning is expressed can make a difference.

Afterwards, see if the person wants to meet face to face. Don't tell them why. When you get there, pull out your letter and read it to them word for word slowly and look them right in the eye. Tell them, "This is why I'm grateful to the Gods for you."

But before you do this, I have a couple of clarifying rules: You can't do this to someone who could benefit you financially. You should have no mixed motives with this. It cannot be someone you are hoping to date who does not want to date you. That just wouldn't be wise. It's best if you can choose to give it to somebody that will be surprised by it.

This is an experience you will never forget, a huge gift that you may cherish as long as you live.

Written By Bliss

Nov. 23, 2017, 5:44 a.m.(8/19/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Jhond

Jhond is quickly growing in my affections. He's been delightful company, a qiuck teacher, and this last evening brought a gift on the pretense of wanting to be part of the Evening of Bliss. While many of my duels will not be able to use it, for its quality is considerably, it is without a doubt the finest sword I have ever owned. He even had irridescite lined in the basket guard!

Written By Bliss

Nov. 23, 2017, 5:43 a.m.(8/19/1007 AR)

My reputation is starting to get around. Princess Jaenelle, Minister to the Crown, sent a letter today and asked if I would assist with the new Nox'Alfar embassy. Of course I agreed. The embassy will need rooms that truly show off the Nox'Alfar spirit, and that means a sense of humor should be brought to their decoration, and a fearlessness of death.

This will also need to be tempered with Arxian sensibilities, else the whole embassy might be found utterly offensive.

Written By Thesarin

Nov. 23, 2017, 1:47 a.m.(8/19/1007 AR)

The Grey Forests are crawling with beasts made monsters, men made beasts, shadows walking like men, and demons walking the world.

If you would walk them, go in strength.

Written By Merek

Nov. 23, 2017, 12:25 a.m.(8/19/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Maeve

A new friend, and someone that is willing to work with me on scholar endeavors. A Shaman, and quite nice. She seems to be interested in alchemy a lot.

Written By Rymarr

Nov. 23, 2017, 12:03 a.m.(8/19/1007 AR)

I've been a wild rover for many a year
And Ive spent all my money on rum and on beer
And now I'm returning with silver in store
And I never will play the wild rover no more.

And it's no, nay never
No, nay, never, no more,
And I'll play the wild rover,
No never, no more

I went to an alehouse I used to frequent,
And I told the landlady my money was spent
I asked her for credit, she answered me "Nay"
Saying,"Custom like yours, I can have any day"

And it's no, nay, never
No, nay, never, no more
And I'll play the wild rover
No never, no more

I took from my pocket ten silver coins bright
And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight
She said, "I have whiskeys and rums of the best
And the words that I told you were only in jest"

And it's no, nay, never
No, nay, never no more
And I'll play the wild rover
No never, no more

I'll go home to my parents, confess what I've done
And I'll ask them to pardon their Valaridn son
And when they have kissed me as oft-times before
I never will play the wild rover no more

And it's no, nay, never
No, nay, never no more
And I'll play the wild rover
No never, no more
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I will need to remember this song if I wish to dislodge that stick someday.

I'm also going to have to attend service in the morning at the shrines. I had rum. It wasn't water. Not even water with a few drops of wine in it. I'm going to be damned for this. My mom and dad would be so disappointed.

I should probably be disappointed. I can't feel my toes. Am I dying, finally?

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OOC:
Song: The Wild Rover
Group: The Dubliners
Lyrics Arxified courtesy of Leona's player.

Written By Leona

Nov. 22, 2017, 11:52 p.m.(8/19/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Rymarr

Some men just can't hold their rum. That is not true of Marquis Rymarr. He held his rum, and drank his rum, just fine. And even drunk he can sing better than I. Though I had to teach him the words. Sorry about that, Arx.

Written By Ainsley

Nov. 22, 2017, 10:58 p.m.(8/19/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Mia

"My lady. Yes, my lady."

Written By Calaudrin

Nov. 22, 2017, 7:44 p.m.(8/19/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Esoka

I wouldn't want to disappoint you. So with that in mind:

I'm incredibly excited for my newest position which I expect will involve plenty of paperwork that I will fill in with my terrible handwriting.






But seriously, I'm thrilled.

No, that wasn't sarcasm. I'm happy.

Written By Mia

Nov. 22, 2017, 7:13 p.m.(8/19/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Ainsley

Your Highness, I assure you that we would not have parted with her for any man who loved her -- and my nephew -- any less. No, not even a Grayson prince.

As compensation for our loss, we expect to be repaid in regular family dinners. Should you fail to remit payment in a timely fashion, late penalties will be accrued on your account in the form of messengers sent to deliver untrained puppies and boxes of sweets to little Lord Tiber, specifically on days that I know he's been left in your keeping.

And yes, I'm quite well aware these words are being recorded for posterity. Consider it evidence of the conviction with which I make my demands.

Written By Esoka

Nov. 22, 2017, 6:51 p.m.(8/18/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Calaudrin

The Crown has appointed First Office Calaudrin Estardes to the Commoners' Council. He will probably write something about this, but it will likely be aggravatingly self-deprecating or accompanied by a joke that's questionably amusing. So I say, this is a wise and well-deserved appointment. I've no doubt he will serve with competence, dedication, and fairness, for you won't find a better man for those qualities in the city.

Written By Zerric

Nov. 22, 2017, 4:04 p.m.(8/18/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Regla

You have set my heart at ease, accepting my apology as you have. Thank you, you are truly a friend.

Written By Logan

Nov. 22, 2017, 2:57 p.m.(8/18/1007 AR)

Ugh! I would pay to see snow again.

Written By Thesarin

Nov. 22, 2017, 2:31 p.m.(8/18/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Ainsley

There's worse men could be raising my nephew.

Written By Tikva

Nov. 22, 2017, 11:25 a.m.(8/18/1007 AR)

Ainsley is very romantic and very ridiculous.

And I will happily pay Audric's bill. Even if he is terribly expensive! Staying alive is worth spending a little coin.

Written By Madeleine

Nov. 22, 2017, 10:20 a.m.(8/18/1007 AR)

So, Scholar, what -have- I been doing with myself since returning to Arx?

Making new friends. Listening to lovely music. Enjoying the harbor beaches. Marveling at the statue. Paperwork, paperwork, and more paperwork.

I may need new sandals soon because these streets are not friendly to the bare of foot. But I will not wear shoes in Mangata's shrine if I can avoid it. Nothing like the feel of grass between your toes, or dipping your feet in the water and watching the fish scatter. So peaceful.

Written By Madeleine

Nov. 22, 2017, 10:12 a.m.(8/18/1007 AR)

Boat blessings. One of my favorite things to write and perform, Goddess willing I can escape administrative work and attend them. No one told me being Archlector came with a desk full of paperwork. I just thought it meant my days at the beach were officially sanctioned and holy instead of 'slacking off'.

But boats. Such majestic things, how they float. They can carry wishes and prayers, death and destruction, or simply trade goods and foods.

Written By Agnarr

Nov. 22, 2017, 9:24 a.m.(8/18/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Ainsley

Was me. Least I was right about something.

Written By Audric

Nov. 22, 2017, 4:26 a.m.(8/17/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Ainsley

Does this mean someone else will be there to pull her ass out of the fire the next time she gets into trouble? My bill's getting extensive.

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