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Written By Anisha

March 7, 2021, 6:58 p.m.(1/25/1015 AR)

The time has come, and I've made it official. The darling Svana Grayhope is my protege. Her talent as a seamstress is wonderful; she works with leather and alchemy, too, and more than that, well. She's a wondrous mother, and a loving and supportive companion. I adore her, and I'm thrilled to have her and make our relationship formal in this way. I can't wait to see what great things the future holds for her - and what role I can take in fostering her many talents.

Written By Cristoph

March 7, 2021, 6:43 p.m.(1/25/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Norwood

I think you'd be very satisfied with the chariot race today. Not only did I not fall out of the chariot and get trampled by the horses, I also won. Which was surprising because the competition was quite steep.

Written By Martino

March 7, 2021, 6:02 p.m.(1/25/1015 AR)

What a social few days. An evening spent preparing for dance lessons, so a catch up with my dear first student Fortescue. Chalk marked, dinner with Kaia with Giada and the Brother taking leave.

Then the lessons themselves with Olivian and Kaia. Was so good to see so many come to learn the basic box steps for a waltz. Also to dance with Caprice who is quite the experienced dancer.

Package arriving, outfits for Kaia and I to match for the Grayson Ball itself. I believe they were Midwinter's Tease and Midwinter's Embrace? Well the Ball itself was such fun. Possibly one of my favourites with the nannies paid extra so we could stay for the after party after heading outside ourselves. Oh and to dance with Measure Cufre, at last, introducing her to the one who wears the engagement gift with such pride.

Social few days. Now to the archives.

Written By Acacia

March 7, 2021, 5:43 p.m.(1/25/1015 AR)

Damned personal code of ethics. Always interfering when I least want it.

Indeed, I am no by any means a lily-white specimen. I've done few things that might raise a brow or two. Shocking, I know. But always for a good cause, of course.

Unfortunately, there are times that this code I live by runs counter to my desires. Still, as frustrating as it is, I wouldn't change it. It makes me who I am. It allows me to live with myself.

Written By Amanita

March 7, 2021, 4:32 p.m.(1/25/1015 AR)

It is a terrible thing to make new friends and almost lose them. Thankfully House Leporidae and its allies will be alright. I am proud of their victory and of the fighting that dearest Lady Andromeda did.

Written By Orland

March 7, 2021, 4:11 p.m.(1/25/1015 AR)

Thoughts of ... someone receiving gifts...

It wasn't used to receiving gifts.. I'm probably terrible at it. It wasn't until coming back to Arx that I really appreciated the gesture.

Lately, I have been gifted some extraordinary things. A painting of Savio and I, a spoon necklace, dirt perfume, and a fox taxidermy piece. These are things that I wouldn't have considered ever buying for myself. I owe thanks to Egon and Zyx.

But then looking back, I received gifts of rum and whiskey, a flask, clothes, and even a cat!!

If I didn't appreciate it properly, I do. I truly do. It humbles me that people would think of me enough to do this.


Written By Orland

March 7, 2021, 3:58 p.m.(1/25/1015 AR)

Thoughts of a ... warrior....

Storming the beach was a nightmare all itself. Savio and I didn't make it off the boat before we were struck by arrows that if a little right or left... would have ended us.

I used to think war was not necessary, that it was pointless. But then I realized if I sat back and did nothing, then I'm no better than a Thrall. We have choice to fight for our continued freedom and as soon as we stop fighting, we give the power of choice to someone who will choose for us.

I do not want to live with someone else making my choices.

I fought and it was my blade that killed the one, a false Queen, who would have sacrificed me for her gain and taken away my choice with her compulsion. I would do it again, to keep my choice alive.

Written By Venturo

March 7, 2021, 1:57 p.m.(1/25/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Anisha

While details will come in the future as to the exact matters I've had the pleasure to discuss with the Softest Anisha, I would be remiss if I did not make note of her welcoming demeanor, sharp mind, and probing questions. It has given me confidence that the work we shall do together will not only be fruitful, but have the right intent at the heart of things. My only regret? Is I didn't get around to asking her just how soft the softest is. Inquiring minds wish to know!

Written By Svana

March 7, 2021, 1:42 p.m.(1/25/1015 AR)

I am so ecstatic. After a good deal of putting the finishing touches on everything, Lady Ivy Blackram's commission is done. I believe it's a piece that will suit her well and the pieces can be used with other outfits, which is always something so valuable to have in one's wardrobe!

The other news that I'm very excited about is the fact that Softest Whisper Anisha is finally my patron, and I her protege. It is something that we have both wanted for a good long while, but hasn't happened due to various circumstances and timing not being right. I have long been supplementing her closet and jewelry box, and her walls, and... now I get to officially be her pride and joy. I'm so happy.

In celebration, I will be stocking the Silver Lining with matching earrings and necklaces sometime in the future.

Written By Lyra

March 7, 2021, 1:28 p.m.(1/25/1015 AR)

Well, scholar, I'm certainly being dragged out of my comfort zone the last few days. Not that that's a terrible thing, it does a person good to test their limits, and mine are apparently greater than I imagined. I would even go so far as to say that I quite enjoyed wearing a gown that was so obviously inspired by the far more daring fashions of the Lycene.

I wonder in what new ways I'll be tested in the coming weeks.

Written By Thea

March 7, 2021, 12:19 p.m.(1/25/1015 AR)

While many were off enjoying dancing and drinking last night, I--was at the hospital. This isn't to put a negative light on those that were dancing or anything. Because chances are they had no idea. It puts my own life into perspective however. The light, the dark. There will never be one without the other. For me, I wouldn't want it any other way. I wouldn't WANT to not be depended on. I don't mind missing out on---the dancing. Or the drinking. HONEST! I would rather. This is the path the Gods put me on...though scholar, I have some questions still.

Written By Rosalind

March 7, 2021, 11:56 a.m.(1/25/1015 AR)

At what time do you do you just...I don't know. I feel rather skittish. Am I doing too much lately, too soon? I'm not used to doing so much. Or not enough. I don't know!

Time for a run.

Written By Patrizio

March 7, 2021, 11:38 a.m.(1/25/1015 AR)

I usually find the formal balls and other functions I'm expected to attend, in my position, quite dull. (Okay, perhaps it's also a matter of finding the crowds very daunting at times as well.) Every so often, there's one that surprises you, and it is for those rare occasions that I do delight in getting out and making myself available now and again.

Written By Rosalind

March 7, 2021, 11:16 a.m.(1/25/1015 AR)

I met Legate Bianca, scholar! Or Mother Bianca? Or--whatever she wants to be called! I can't remember, but she was so super nice. And not at all what I expected her to be. To be honest, I don't know what I expected. I never do. But I do know she was great, and I know for sure I would I would go for her for all my questions! Thank you for being so super nice. Even if I did only meet you for like, five minutes!

Written By Cufre

March 7, 2021, 10:54 a.m.(1/25/1015 AR)

So, I went to the Gray Ball.

I wore one of Felicia's old gowns, but believe me, it was not without its cost. I made a right fool of myself. So this is important to note: always, always take the time to hem skirts that are made for someone taller than you.

I hate hemming.

But this once, I see it as entirely worth it.

Written By Savio

March 7, 2021, 9:28 a.m.(1/25/1015 AR)

To House Eswynd; Lord Haakon and his protege Sailor Zakhar, as well as Lady Medeia the Healer
To House Vaevici; Baroness Calla and Lord Titus
To my Cousins; Lady Andromeda the Sword of Tremorus, Lord Remus the Vice-General of the Grand Tribunal, and Cerelia Pontelaeus, Born of the Sea
To my Brother; Giorgio Pontelaeus, the Merchant Prince of Tremorus
and to the other half of my heart, Lord Orland Amadeo, Voice of his House

As Voice of the People of Tremorus, on behalf of them and as one of them, I give you my thanks. This gratitude is more than I can express; language founders in such seas.

We have seen done what we set out to achieve. This victory belongs to you, its glory, its spoils, and Mount Arakkas and her people will not forget you. They will sing of you for generations to come, and long after you are dust, your names will be the songs of legend.

Written By Ksenia

March 7, 2021, 9:09 a.m.(1/25/1015 AR)

I attended a Grayson ball last night, and I've never seen so much shine in one place in my life. The music, the laughter, the beautiful gowns -- it all took my breath away. This is a very different world than the one I knew.

Written By Audgrim

March 7, 2021, 8:22 a.m.(1/24/1015 AR)

Chance, the bow, is amazing. I have never shot longer and with such impact. I have had made several very high quality arrows to go with it.

I was gifted two pieces of star iron by Princess Ophelia, and had one of them made into a star pendant with an amber in the center. I am not much for wearing baubles but this pendant is very nice. I believe her highness will be pleased with what was made from her gift.

Written By Lou

March 7, 2021, 6:59 a.m.(1/24/1015 AR)

Explores must explore. Right? That's what we're born to do? Sometimes, once in a while, when poking at an area, the area pokes back. Or, something in the area. It's not often, and when it does it's usually something profound.

I learned some truths on my lastest expedition. Now, I need to put those truths into action, and talk to a few people, no matter how unpopular some ideas might be. I fear it will be an uphill battle and words will may fall on deaf ears. But that's the least of my fears. My worst fears are that it will just simply lead to inaction, altogether. Therein will lie ruin.

All the same, I am a person of action. I will do what I must to see things through as I can, as I always do.

I now have more than a few missives to pen. It's time to get to work.

Written By Zakhar

March 7, 2021, 2:47 a.m.(1/24/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Lasha

In the briefest of moments a vision of the horizon was one mixed with both beauty and danger.
The seas set ablaze by ships clustered too close together in the heat of the battle that was raging on.
Both reds and oranges set atop of a pitch billowing black filling the view.
A spray of red, not from the sea, but from the decks upon which I stood.
Watching sailors dive for cover, believing safety to be found in the waters below versus to stay upon the upper panels and surrender.

A sharp pain brought me back to the moment.
The noises flooding back in, mistaking a scream for laughter...
or maybe that was me...
My strength to continue will never falter. Despite those around me that love and care for me.
I'm never in the right state of mind. My stubbornness..

Watching the horizon today, I was reminded of the beauty that is always around us.
From my view, a painting of deep dark blues lashing with white capped spray so strong that it was both felt and smelled from meters away. Washing away the scent of death merely inches away. Bodies lain atop another, the living diving for safety only to be greeted by another lashing. One of a bright and intense heat bringing colors only seen upon the best sunsets, or during war.

Today I was reminded of my love of this moment. The one that has kept me in this position for as long as I have been here. As I keep getting up. I keep coming back.

And I will fight to come back each time.

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