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Written By Ann

Nov. 27, 2022, 1:53 a.m.(12/10/1018 AR)

Relationship Note on Rufio

I can't wait to see you in your glorious dress. You will look fabulous! Next time I see you hopefully you won't look constipated. Or is that how your serious face looks?

Written By Ann

Nov. 27, 2022, 1:50 a.m.(12/10/1018 AR)

I have set up linguistic lessons for the children with one Lady Zoey Kennex. Perhaps they will come home and teach me something for once. Onward to find other teachers and the like to shape the future of young minds at heart.

Written By Ann

Nov. 26, 2022, 3:54 p.m.(12/9/1018 AR)

Dance, dance, dance like no one is watching!


Written By Jaerith

Nov. 26, 2022, 2:54 p.m.(12/9/1018 AR)

Ah, but it's just my luck that when I get my hands on the prize, inspiration strikes for someone other than me.

Written By Jaerith

Nov. 26, 2022, 2:53 p.m.(12/9/1018 AR)

What wasn't to like about the fete? An evening full of enjoyment, precious badgery treasures, a lovely dancing partner and the chance to see my dear cousin's veneer of stoicism crack under pressure from the dancing. Worry not, Marquis, I'm still on my best behavior, for now.

Written By Mabelle

Nov. 26, 2022, 1:36 p.m.(12/9/1018 AR)

If you find yourself in a room of complete darkness, finding the cookies on the shelf will not save you.

Written By Mabelle

Nov. 26, 2022, 8:27 a.m.(12/8/1018 AR)

I underestimated the power of confession.

Written By Ilira

Nov. 25, 2022, 11:12 p.m.(12/8/1018 AR)


Written By Aconite

Nov. 24, 2022, 7:35 p.m.(12/5/1018 AR)

This world is vast and full of potential to agonize internally over something inflicted on oneself by forces one has no control over.

One can learn from their self Inflicted obliquity.

Written By Pasquale

Nov. 24, 2022, 10:36 a.m.(12/5/1018 AR)

If you were given a choice between a terrible thing that was inflicted on you before memory or a terrible choice which was chosen by you, which would you choose?

Written By Aconite

Nov. 24, 2022, 2 a.m.(12/4/1018 AR)

Winter already sinks its icicles into the weather.

Traveling in it is not the worst thing that I have endured in my admittedly blessed experiences..

But its pretty close.

Written By Fiora

Nov. 23, 2022, 7:45 p.m.(12/3/1018 AR)

I'm back. It's weird.

Written By Lark

Nov. 23, 2022, 12:56 p.m.(12/3/1018 AR)

With the upheavals the people of our region have seen, I've begun planning my tour of the Crownlands. My offices have long provided recordkeeping services for the children's homes of Bastion -- hell, since even before I could say I had offices. It's only natural to begin a deliberate push extending those efforts outward. Coin cannot solve every problem, but it has been my experience that it does solve many of them. And summer seems as good a time as any.

Written By Ida

Nov. 23, 2022, 5:53 a.m.(12/2/1018 AR)

Some swords have been gathering dust in the shop, though I almost come to expect that with at least one being a diamondplate piece. Hairpins and daggers always tend to sell better, so I suppose I should ponder over some new ideas for those. Maybe autumn or winter themes, given the season. It's been awhile since I've done some bows, though, and I have some nice goldenwood on hand to ornament such things with. Decisions.

Written By Ann

Nov. 22, 2022, 1:07 a.m.(11/28/1018 AR)

Sometimes it is scary to ask something big because you expect to be denied. Then the sweet unexpected answer. The one that you had hope for is really reality? Now you can breathe and journey on for the good of the compact. Things will be fine. All is well. Just have to come back.

Written By Ilira

Nov. 21, 2022, 11:32 p.m.(11/28/1018 AR)

This is a slow evanescence.

Written By Raja

Nov. 21, 2022, 7:30 p.m.(11/27/1018 AR)

You know? I am beginning to think I should just keep my butt at home. The world is so weird.

Written By Cillian

Nov. 21, 2022, 6:17 p.m.(11/27/1018 AR)

I find things hard as of late.
So many things.
Am I coming or going?
Am I standing still or spinning.
I can't think.
I can't concentrate.
So much pain.
How do people do it.
I can't think.
I can't sleep.
I got rolled by a fucking boar!

Written By Mattheu

Nov. 21, 2022, 4:06 p.m.(11/27/1018 AR)

When not one but two ask of a major request... To take care of something ever precious to them.
there's only two answers to give.
You best come back.

Written By Ann

Nov. 21, 2022, 3:08 p.m.(11/27/1018 AR)

Relationship Note on Mattheu

Look. Really? You are going to go to the middle when it comes to seasons? Tsk. Tsk. Btw? 11/10

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