Written By Preston
Oct. 29, 2017, 7:43 p.m.(6/26/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Thena
A very impressive little sister, Dame Thena, I promise.
Written By Talen
Oct. 29, 2017, 7:26 p.m.(6/26/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Eleyna
You're currently already mad because even though I was just trying to help you put your things away, you thought they were going in the wrong containers.
That's why I'm writing this so you can get to it later, when you're less angry, so more likely to look at this objectively.
Hiss was hungry so she ate your new tarantula. RIP Princess Foxglove. Sorry Oleander, it's better this way, she was probably going to eat you after you scored anyway.
That's why I'm writing this so you can get to it later, when you're less angry, so more likely to look at this objectively.
Hiss was hungry so she ate your new tarantula. RIP Princess Foxglove. Sorry Oleander, it's better this way, she was probably going to eat you after you scored anyway.
Written By Alexis
Oct. 29, 2017, 7:11 p.m.(6/26/1007 AR)
I'm not much of a scout, but from what Princess Reese said, scouting won't be where I'll be needed.
I wish Dame Esoka and her compatriots good luck, though. And the favour of the gods in their efforts.
I wish Dame Esoka and her compatriots good luck, though. And the favour of the gods in their efforts.
Written By Alexis
Oct. 29, 2017, 7:09 p.m.(6/26/1007 AR)
Lady Neve thinks I should seek out spiritual guidance for the issues that vex me. I don't think she's wrong. I have a few different reasons. I'm devoted to the pantheon, but I admit that I do not have the firmest grasp of the dogma, and mostly I just try to live my life according to the Virtues of the Gods.
Still. Meetings and talks would be good. I look forward to it. Now I just need to write the letters and ask for audiences.
Still. Meetings and talks would be good. I look forward to it. Now I just need to write the letters and ask for audiences.
Written By Ida
Oct. 29, 2017, 7:06 p.m.(6/26/1007 AR)
I never duplicate personal commissions except in the exceptionally rare case that the commissionee, or someone quite close to them, specifically requests as much. It would be mortifying to me to have two people show up to a party in matching swords! More truly, though, I design specifically to the person or persons who take the time to visit the shop to order something anyhow. Those weapons are forged with a feeling of their owner, which makes duplicates about impossible.
Items I put up for sale in the shop, however, may indeed have very similar designs or themes to other items, though I attempt to advertise that very plainly when I do so.
The more you know.
Items I put up for sale in the shop, however, may indeed have very similar designs or themes to other items, though I attempt to advertise that very plainly when I do so.
The more you know.
Written By Sameera
Oct. 29, 2017, 6:39 p.m.(6/26/1007 AR)
Creativity for jewels is difficult lately.
Written By Esoka
Oct. 29, 2017, 5:54 p.m.(6/26/1007 AR)
Preparations are underway for another venture into the Gray Forest, and I have signed on to scout the Horned One's activities. I pray to Gloria that we have good success and are able to find something of use against him. The battlefield near Farhaven still lives in my memory, and that fight is plainly far from over.
Written By Esoka
Oct. 29, 2017, 5:52 p.m.(6/26/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Samael
I know few of the Bislands well, but I've been impressed in my dealings with Lord Samael thus far, and it pleases me that he seems to be taking a greater hand in his House's dealings with his vassals. I found the meeting at the renovated Bisland manse this week a productive one and it bodes well for things to come, from my viewpoint as a knight, at least.
Written By Alarissa
Oct. 29, 2017, 5:22 p.m.(6/26/1007 AR)
Black silk stockings, they will be very fetching, I am sure, on everyone. But his Grace feels that they look the most fetching on me. Black bow, little daggers, very delightful. I am sure if one can locate them, they can surely wear them on the day of the duel. I quite like the idea of everyone in stockings, flashing their ankles and thighs.
Written By Leola
Oct. 29, 2017, 5:20 p.m.(6/26/1007 AR)
They're dueling over stockings.
Fine.
Whatever.
Silks, I tell you.
Fine.
Whatever.
Silks, I tell you.
Written By Aiden
Oct. 29, 2017, 4:51 p.m.(6/26/1007 AR)
I'm caught up on my messengers... for now!
If you didn't get a response from me, it could have been misplaced.
Please don't be offended, I've come back from the north and my desk has been piled high ever since!
(OOC: If you didn't get a response on your missives, I'm sorry! Re-send!)
If you didn't get a response from me, it could have been misplaced.
Please don't be offended, I've come back from the north and my desk has been piled high ever since!
(OOC: If you didn't get a response on your missives, I'm sorry! Re-send!)
Written By Aiden
Oct. 29, 2017, 4:31 p.m.(6/26/1007 AR)
I received a messenger addressed to Prince Aiden Grayson-Whitehawk ...
Even though I can not marry Silas, I do love the ring to it.
I think I shall address myself as such, going forward, pending my beloved is good with that.
The form of address just made my day.
Thank you my Lord. You know who you are!
Even though I can not marry Silas, I do love the ring to it.
I think I shall address myself as such, going forward, pending my beloved is good with that.
The form of address just made my day.
Thank you my Lord. You know who you are!
Written By Percephon
Oct. 29, 2017, 4:22 p.m.(6/26/1007 AR)
To be quite honest with you, Princess Marian, I think we all should be wearing those stockings on the day of the duel in solidarity.
That said, the next logical question is: what pattern were they? And, following that: do I have the legs for stockings?
I think the resounding answer to that last question is a whole-hearted *yes.*
That said, the next logical question is: what pattern were they? And, following that: do I have the legs for stockings?
I think the resounding answer to that last question is a whole-hearted *yes.*
Written By Marian
Oct. 29, 2017, 3:25 p.m.(6/26/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Edward
He would look rather foolish in her stockings but I shall not object if he chooses to wear them in his wife's honor. I of course shall be wearing mine beneath my armor when the matter is brought to bear.
Written By Marian
Oct. 29, 2017, 3:18 p.m.(6/26/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
It appears my taste in fashion has offended a certain gentleman. I shall of course have to remedy the matter by crossing swords. It's been some time since we've had a chance to duel. I look forward to testing his mettle.
Written By Aiden
Oct. 29, 2017, 3:08 p.m.(6/26/1007 AR)
I may have become less seen of late, because of work duties that I have now taken on, but I wanted to let all my friends know I do miss you. I shall endeavour to host a dinner soon and invite you all to come join. Sometimes, the days go by so quickly when you're chasing griffons - it's just a saying friends, I've literally spent weeks behind a desk, reading. Congratulations to those of you who've had a significant impact on the world around you. I'll eventually return to that world, once I have managed this paperwork...
I am thinking of hiring an assistant...
I am thinking of hiring an assistant...
Written By Aiden
Oct. 29, 2017, 3:02 p.m.(6/26/1007 AR)
You miss so much when you have your nose stuck in a book...
Instead I found a recipe I wish I could forget I ever saw.
Silas and I did burn it after reading, so maybe no one else will ever have to see it.
Instead I found a recipe I wish I could forget I ever saw.
Silas and I did burn it after reading, so maybe no one else will ever have to see it.
Written By Cambria
Oct. 29, 2017, 2:57 p.m.(6/26/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Daemon
What is this, having your cake and eating it too?
Written By Edward
Oct. 29, 2017, 2:09 p.m.(6/26/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Marian
I certainly hope you both wear the socks in question in the duel of socks.
Written By Rey
Oct. 29, 2017, 1:48 p.m.(6/26/1007 AR)
I was in a salon, surrounded by the shadows of people, their faces blurred. They whispered, a sound like falling leaves that swept around me as they looked with accusing eyes and pointed with accusing fingers. I was all alone, and shadows of scorn closed in...
I stretched my wings and flew. I flew up and up, up into the sky and among the stars, with the moonlight shining silver on my face. The moonlight surrounded me. It embraced me. Flying among the stars in the cold night air, I was free. I was in love. A man outlined in starlight reached out for me...
But the shadows that judged me had followed me, even into the sky they followed. I didn't see them until they ripped my wings away with accusing talons. Who was I to fly this way? Who was I to take his hand? The moon went dark. The moon turned to blood, a terrible staring face with hollow eyes and a gaping mouth that screamed silently through the night as I was pierced through the heart, run through and bleeding and falling to earth.
Who was I to take his hand?
I stretched my wings and flew. I flew up and up, up into the sky and among the stars, with the moonlight shining silver on my face. The moonlight surrounded me. It embraced me. Flying among the stars in the cold night air, I was free. I was in love. A man outlined in starlight reached out for me...
But the shadows that judged me had followed me, even into the sky they followed. I didn't see them until they ripped my wings away with accusing talons. Who was I to fly this way? Who was I to take his hand? The moon went dark. The moon turned to blood, a terrible staring face with hollow eyes and a gaping mouth that screamed silently through the night as I was pierced through the heart, run through and bleeding and falling to earth.
Who was I to take his hand?
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