Written By Agnarr
Oct. 23, 2017, 3:16 a.m.(6/13/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Cambria
You've found your champion, then.
Written By Audric
Oct. 23, 2017, 1:07 a.m.(6/13/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Octavia
As someone who often -is- the lesser of two evils, and also used to be a commoner, it's really not that hard. Speak slowly, use soothing tones of voice, and try not to use any words over three syllables. Wait, no, that's how to calm a spooky horse. Have you tried not talking down to them? It works for me!
Written By Mae
Oct. 22, 2017, 11:40 p.m.(6/13/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Talen
I met Prince Talen today (along with this wife). The man speaks of himself as if he's some awful knave, but I don't know that I believe him. I think he reminds me of Magpie? In a good way!
Written By Octavia
Oct. 22, 2017, 11:27 p.m.(6/13/1007 AR)
Though I know that most of the commons care not for the nuances that the nobility concerns themselves with, I sometimes find myself weary of explaining the difference between the lesser of two evils and endorsing an evil act. Perhaps I will simply stop explaining and play the tyrant they all so clearly wish to see me as.
Written By Tarik
Oct. 22, 2017, 11:20 p.m.(6/13/1007 AR)
Summer is almost upon us. I guess I should begin to make some plan for the upcoming all too. I think I might go on a trip. Someone promise to give me a tour of their ward once. I think I should take that person up on it. I have also notice there are a lot of orphans and refugees in the city. I should do more to help those that have been so fortunate.
Written By Alaric
Oct. 22, 2017, 11:17 p.m.(6/13/1007 AR)
I still refuse to accept that "too pretty" is a valid concept.
Written By Harmon
Oct. 22, 2017, 10:57 p.m.(6/13/1007 AR)
Mind needed again. Makes me happy that this thing can still find ways to be useful to others, in spite of how it torments me sometimes. Lady Calypso visited me today, interrupted a vision of eyes in the inkwell, red, possibly from tears. She asked for help. Happy to oblige. Takes mind off of sounds.
Written By Olivia
Oct. 22, 2017, 10:52 p.m.(6/13/1007 AR)
I am sure many have written of it elsewhere, but the battle in the Gray Forest was a terrifying thing. I was far from the lines themselves, working under Lady Eirene, a most colorful but also skillful leader of our medical band. The injuries themselves were... well, I have seen similar, but not in such large numbers and with such urgent haste, but I feel I was able to do good work saving many.
And then, all of that, and indeed all the fighting we had been supporting, seemed to be undone by the terrible demon-elf leading the shavs. It is hard for me to put down the words, but he... transformed those who fought for him, and we were all beset by a horrible, unnatural swarm of insects, and had to flee. What a terrible foe, and how do we even begin to fight such a thing?
And then, all of that, and indeed all the fighting we had been supporting, seemed to be undone by the terrible demon-elf leading the shavs. It is hard for me to put down the words, but he... transformed those who fought for him, and we were all beset by a horrible, unnatural swarm of insects, and had to flee. What a terrible foe, and how do we even begin to fight such a thing?
Written By Cambria
Oct. 22, 2017, 10:50 p.m.(6/13/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Agnarr
I like my Champions to be winning.
Written By Agnarr
Oct. 22, 2017, 10:46 p.m.(6/13/1007 AR)
Wonder how people like their champions. Cocky? Juggling? Oiled and naked? Not doing that last one for cheap.
Written By Thesarin
Oct. 22, 2017, 10:20 p.m.(6/13/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Esoka
Sword, and shield, and right arm.
Written By Darrow
Oct. 22, 2017, 10:05 p.m.(6/13/1007 AR)
There will be a devotional to the Thirteenth upcoming, I hear.
I will plan on attending.
Perhaps answers will be laid bare.
I will plan on attending.
Perhaps answers will be laid bare.
Written By Alexis
Oct. 22, 2017, 10:02 p.m.(6/13/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Clover
Lady Clover is bethrothed, and she will in time sit as duchess with the Duke Farshaw. I am pleased for her. Though I hope we will remain close. Lady Clover is the Voice I have spent the most time with, and I hope I do not speak beyond my station when I say I consider her a close friend. She is generous and clever and kind, and she deserves every blessing the gods can rain down on her.
Written By Alexis
Oct. 22, 2017, 9:59 p.m.(6/13/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Reiker
I don't quite know what to make of Lord Reiker Wyrmguard.
The man is passionate, and dedicated to his family. An able soldier. Sometimes a little rough around the edges. But there's kindness there - he wants to do what he feels best.
I lent him my glaive for his duel, as most of his weapon collection is still in Blancbier.
He has given good advice when we've talked, and I am grateful for his perspective.
The man is passionate, and dedicated to his family. An able soldier. Sometimes a little rough around the edges. But there's kindness there - he wants to do what he feels best.
I lent him my glaive for his duel, as most of his weapon collection is still in Blancbier.
He has given good advice when we've talked, and I am grateful for his perspective.
Written By Alexis
Oct. 22, 2017, 9:52 p.m.(6/13/1007 AR)
Victory can be many things.
When I travelled North, our goal was to keep Farhaven from being breached. And we had good generals, excellent strategists and tacticians, good field leaders who were able to take advantage of the terrain, to use the skills of their soldiers to the utmost.
We had the advantage early on, and despite our numbers, it seemed like we would prevail against the larger horde - that they would break themselves, repeatedly, against our shield walls. I stood with Lady Joslyn. We'd promised to be together. To keep each other safe. I'm glad for that now.
Dame Esoka has written a journal most eloquently about what happened next. She's right. The Horned God himself showed up and it felt like he was larger than life. His utter confidence.
A lot of soldiers lost their heads when our enemy turned into a swarm of wasps. Of the largest, angriest wasps you've ever seen. I was close myself. I almost dropped, and started rolling around. To squish them. Gods know I was tempted.
But I had Lady Joslyn next to me.
The retreat was ordered. I was close enough to the Grayson forces that I witnessed mostly Princess Reese deftly working well-trained troops. I kept the line. We retreated slowly - and saw Duke Grimhall and Lord Faelan advance.
The swarm began shaping itself, unnaturally. It became a maw of sorts. A buzzing, hovering maw. That lunged. That swallowed the man next to me whole. One moment he was there. The next he was... Surrounding by a cloud so thick with insects you couldn't see anything else. They even covered part of me, the size of it. I felt the chains unravel in my surcoat, the threads popping in my tabard. Leather straps snapping under the sheer press of those creatures.
And then they began biting and stinging and the world was only pain.
It passed. Pain does. I am glad I had Lady Joslyn.
I pushed back the others, watched helplessly at what I was sure would be a noble commander sacrificing himself for our escape.
But we won the day.
Some have argued we were toyed with. Some have argued the Horned God withdrew out of a sense of cruelty. Like a cat that gives the mouse a last dash of hope.
Maybe.
I say the Horned God did not expect to be wounded, and he withdrew his forces (such as they were) to protect him rather than chase victory.
Yes, he'll be back. We won't have the advantage like we did this time, though maybe we can have others.
Yes, this is the beginning of a dangerous time of war.
But Duke Harald Grmhall showed us that he can be hurt.
And that he did not expect it. And that he did not like it.
Lord Faelan tried to keep his lord safe, and I didn't see much there, but I'm pretty sure I saw the Horned God trying to deal with him. Maybe that gave Duke Grimhall his opening.
Either way, it shows us the importance of working together.
Your life was a gift. It should not be thrown away needlessly.
But sometimes, for the things we believe in, we must be prepared to give everything. Even our lives.
I remain hopeful that our foe can be defeated. I remain faithful to my liege and the gods.
I remain, and as long as I do, I will help form the line between the innocent and the malefactor.
When I travelled North, our goal was to keep Farhaven from being breached. And we had good generals, excellent strategists and tacticians, good field leaders who were able to take advantage of the terrain, to use the skills of their soldiers to the utmost.
We had the advantage early on, and despite our numbers, it seemed like we would prevail against the larger horde - that they would break themselves, repeatedly, against our shield walls. I stood with Lady Joslyn. We'd promised to be together. To keep each other safe. I'm glad for that now.
Dame Esoka has written a journal most eloquently about what happened next. She's right. The Horned God himself showed up and it felt like he was larger than life. His utter confidence.
A lot of soldiers lost their heads when our enemy turned into a swarm of wasps. Of the largest, angriest wasps you've ever seen. I was close myself. I almost dropped, and started rolling around. To squish them. Gods know I was tempted.
But I had Lady Joslyn next to me.
The retreat was ordered. I was close enough to the Grayson forces that I witnessed mostly Princess Reese deftly working well-trained troops. I kept the line. We retreated slowly - and saw Duke Grimhall and Lord Faelan advance.
The swarm began shaping itself, unnaturally. It became a maw of sorts. A buzzing, hovering maw. That lunged. That swallowed the man next to me whole. One moment he was there. The next he was... Surrounding by a cloud so thick with insects you couldn't see anything else. They even covered part of me, the size of it. I felt the chains unravel in my surcoat, the threads popping in my tabard. Leather straps snapping under the sheer press of those creatures.
And then they began biting and stinging and the world was only pain.
It passed. Pain does. I am glad I had Lady Joslyn.
I pushed back the others, watched helplessly at what I was sure would be a noble commander sacrificing himself for our escape.
But we won the day.
Some have argued we were toyed with. Some have argued the Horned God withdrew out of a sense of cruelty. Like a cat that gives the mouse a last dash of hope.
Maybe.
I say the Horned God did not expect to be wounded, and he withdrew his forces (such as they were) to protect him rather than chase victory.
Yes, he'll be back. We won't have the advantage like we did this time, though maybe we can have others.
Yes, this is the beginning of a dangerous time of war.
But Duke Harald Grmhall showed us that he can be hurt.
And that he did not expect it. And that he did not like it.
Lord Faelan tried to keep his lord safe, and I didn't see much there, but I'm pretty sure I saw the Horned God trying to deal with him. Maybe that gave Duke Grimhall his opening.
Either way, it shows us the importance of working together.
Your life was a gift. It should not be thrown away needlessly.
But sometimes, for the things we believe in, we must be prepared to give everything. Even our lives.
I remain hopeful that our foe can be defeated. I remain faithful to my liege and the gods.
I remain, and as long as I do, I will help form the line between the innocent and the malefactor.
Written By Eirlys
Oct. 22, 2017, 9:51 p.m.(6/13/1007 AR)
I got to spend time with two of my favorite ladies, Shae and Ellara. We had a fun time talking and having fun though I keep trying to insist to Ellara my hair is not a grabby toy. She apparently disagrees with me. Vex also seems to think that he needs to watch us around his human. Every time Ellara made any eye contact with him or noises in his direction he would strut across my desk as if he were the best and baddest pygmy owl EVER.
Also Gaston came to visit so it kind of felt like a party.
Also Gaston came to visit so it kind of felt like a party.
Written By Eirlys
Oct. 22, 2017, 9:49 p.m.(6/13/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Athaur
I have to say that I am enjoying getting to know Athaur Rivenshari, he has so far shown himself to care for his people, to put them before himself and yet he also seems to know how to have fun. He was showing me how to play card games. I believe he also promised to show me how to play board games at some point. I think I will hold him to that.
Written By Thesarin
Oct. 22, 2017, 9:44 p.m.(6/13/1007 AR)
Victory for Grayson at sea. In a game, but before the gods and the King. We came, and we won, and a victory is its own reward. A Marquis, a Prince, and two Prodigals of Greenwood.
Congratulations to our distinguished competitions on a race well fought, and our noble hostess for sponsoring the event. The Mother of Waves smiles on us all.
Congratulations to our distinguished competitions on a race well fought, and our noble hostess for sponsoring the event. The Mother of Waves smiles on us all.
Written By Esoka
Oct. 22, 2017, 9:42 p.m.(6/13/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Thesarin
It does my heart very good to have my Count, my War Chief, and one of my oldest friends back among us at Heron Hall. Thesarin's strength and resolve have ever been a guiding force for my tribe - and now the Rivens - and they will be more needed than ever in the days to come, I think.
Written By Blacktongue
Oct. 22, 2017, 8:55 p.m.(6/13/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Eleyna
You have come a long way from following me about the lab - you make me proud.
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