Written By Gio
Dec. 29, 2021, 7:14 p.m.(11/3/1016 AR)
I can feel the weather changing. Not through alchemical - or other esoteric means - but each morning, when it gets a little harder to move, and all of the salves are less and less useful on the joins and angles of myself. The creaks and pops like cracking ice. The cold that sits in my lungs until I shake like a leaf to rid myself of those foul humors, coughing, and yes - then there's haze - to soften it all, to allow a breath as deep as I am able. Relief.
Thankfully, like the seasons - my pain is cyclical - in most ways tolerable.
Like any poorly tended to thing - really.
Thankfully, like the seasons - my pain is cyclical - in most ways tolerable.
Like any poorly tended to thing - really.
Written By Victus
Dec. 29, 2021, 4:57 p.m.(11/3/1016 AR)
Oh and congratulations to my sister and brother-in-law.
Written By Victus
Dec. 29, 2021, 4:55 p.m.(11/3/1016 AR)
I'm an uncle. That's right. I'm a sibling, a husband, a son, a father, an uncle and a cousin. I'm every kind of family besides grandparent. Just you fucking wait. I'M GOING TO DYNASTIC MOON FUCKERS
Written By Triton
Dec. 29, 2021, 11:56 a.m.(11/2/1016 AR)
The Lady Whitehawk is kindly showing me some of Arx and Rosa is always ready for more adventure, so now I am more needing to be organized than I am looking for things to do. There is nothing urgent needing my time, but I am still managing to get some exercise and learn the lay of the land. I think I will eventually be wanting more productive tasks in my day, but for now this suffices quit nicely.
Written By Aelgar
Dec. 29, 2021, 11:22 a.m.(11/2/1016 AR)
I am currently trying to schedule some time for in-city events and team afforts. I have also been doing a few days outside to keep up Griz's training and I have been spending some time with the sloop to get things ready for some mercantile work with concurrent Scholar business hitching along. All added up, this is a surprisingly busy week and so I am going to need to be creative to get more into it. Whatever Lord Vellichor wills!
Written By Mabelle
Dec. 29, 2021, 11:03 a.m.(11/2/1016 AR)
Behold, scholar. This is written with a quill made of a feather of a swan!
Written By Temira
Dec. 29, 2021, 8:21 a.m.(11/2/1016 AR)
It was so nice to hang out with Ilira. New Friends are always good. Especially ones that share my enthusiasm.
Written By Cambria
Dec. 29, 2021, 12:44 a.m.(11/1/1016 AR)
I find that 'conscience,' is a thing not unlike a club, which people take up to beat others with, but rarely - if ever - use upon themselves.
Written By Tanith
Dec. 28, 2021, 11:24 p.m.(11/1/1016 AR)
Gossip as a barkeep? Normal. Now? Now it's so much worse.
Written By Monique
Dec. 28, 2021, 11:22 p.m.(11/1/1016 AR)
My father used to caution me that falling feels like flying until you hit the ground. He was the wisest of men and I miss him.
Written By Maharet
Dec. 28, 2021, 10:49 p.m.(11/1/1016 AR)
While Tremorus and the isles still recover from the Great Loss, I have made the long voyage with some reluctance back to the city and House Proscipi to continue my duties. I may never see my people return to the greatness I remember, at least not in this lifetime, but I have done what I could while there to help rebuild the stones for the fountain of our future. Between the needs of the Proscipi, Suspires, and Whisper, I daresay my hands will at least not find reason to be idle, and perhaps my melancholy will retreat and be replaced with hope and purpose once again.
Written By Tovell
Dec. 28, 2021, 8:18 p.m.(11/1/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Tesha
Well. Nobody ended up dead as a result of our efforts to clean up Bastion's Harbour. Despite my cousin and I's best efforts to achieve as much. It was good spending some time with family, even if the time itself was a bit of a miserable bug-infested affair.
Written By Caprice
Dec. 28, 2021, 6:43 p.m.(11/1/1016 AR)
I'm pleased with how the soft reopening went. As expected, the available books were off the shelves almost immediately and I'm back to working out a more equitable approach to selling the next batch, whenever they might come in. Perks earned or inherited aside, this venture is giving me a greater respect for the work that goes into building up a noteworthy personal library. I'm grateful to those who opt to share that wealth with the public.
Written By Raven
Dec. 28, 2021, 4:13 p.m.(11/1/1016 AR)
Generally I've been less of a shit than I once was but I am still amazed at the level of faith so many place in me. Or maybe it's not faith so much as hope. Either way the expectations-or hopes-have soared to heights even I find daunting. If I fall short will it be my fault for failing when the need is so great or will the blame fall to those who chose a faulty vessel with such precious things?
Written By Lisebet
Dec. 28, 2021, 2:59 p.m.(10/28/1016 AR)
There is so much going on, it is difficult to keep up. Family and friends, please be safe.
Actually, everone, please be safe. There seem to be many villages that are being attacked - this leaves me with an uncomfortable feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Actually, everone, please be safe. There seem to be many villages that are being attacked - this leaves me with an uncomfortable feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Written By Viviana
Dec. 28, 2021, 11:39 a.m.(10/28/1016 AR)
Dame Ida's latest martial marvel is a triumph of functional art.
Plus, the sword matches so much in my wardrobe -- and, and, and -- it brings out the color in my good eye. So, the next time I need to be battling it out, elbow-deep in the fight -- so bright, that flashing blade in my hand. An extension of the small power I wield. A mirror to the green sparkle in my eye. The body on the giving end of Emerald Fire should be utterly charmed by my style, my smile -- before I advance forward in a lunge and end their lives.
-- It's so perfect.
Plus, the sword matches so much in my wardrobe -- and, and, and -- it brings out the color in my good eye. So, the next time I need to be battling it out, elbow-deep in the fight -- so bright, that flashing blade in my hand. An extension of the small power I wield. A mirror to the green sparkle in my eye. The body on the giving end of Emerald Fire should be utterly charmed by my style, my smile -- before I advance forward in a lunge and end their lives.
-- It's so perfect.
Written By Pasquale
Dec. 28, 2021, 6:11 a.m.(10/28/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Camilla
Luckily I owe Monique a party.
Written By Ravna
Dec. 27, 2021, 1:52 p.m.(10/26/1016 AR)
Rrrraaaaajaaaaaaa, a-a good wife to meeeee. Raaaajaaaaa, she fi-fights for Us to be Freeeeee. Rajaaaaaa! She is a mother, wife and morrrrrreeeee. Rajaaaaaa, beautiful woman, unafraid of goorrrrreeee.
Di-did you know, Scholar, once. Once, even, maybe just once - probably? - but, once, I once saw Raja Culler ch-chase a man - a man twice, three times even, my size, huh? Yeah? So like, she chased him. Right across the field. This Giant. This, this behemoth, and just --
(Scholar Note: Ravna is stabbing the air quite a bit. I'm not actually sure what he's saying, but will transcribe as best as I can.)
-- nd'solike she just stabs the fuck out of him, and like, he smashes her right? Scariest moment, huh? Fuckin' - fwoof - and then there's this medic, right? Mouth so foul it drips whiskey and bad-tongues. She could probably curse paint o-off a house, huh?
So like, Raja nearly dies, but then this beautiful woman, great as she is...she doesn't die. No mythological help. N-no Friends to play Games with. You now? She nearly dies, ribs all bent like this --
(Ravna is showing his ribs - I think? There are a lot of scars.)
-- and then like, three weeks later, she's fine. Fucking. Fine. Mint. Steel. Pretty knife in her teeth, stabbing the fuck out of wife-beaters and nonsense, huh?
So, follow me here. F-follow, follow me:
My wife is...i-is it normal to be really into watching her go a-after villains? She's got a fist, okay? It's dark, and pretty, and -- she's strong -- but fwoof. She's got this look, and...
Di-did you know, Scholar, once. Once, even, maybe just once - probably? - but, once, I once saw Raja Culler ch-chase a man - a man twice, three times even, my size, huh? Yeah? So like, she chased him. Right across the field. This Giant. This, this behemoth, and just --
(Scholar Note: Ravna is stabbing the air quite a bit. I'm not actually sure what he's saying, but will transcribe as best as I can.)
-- nd'solike she just stabs the fuck out of him, and like, he smashes her right? Scariest moment, huh? Fuckin' - fwoof - and then there's this medic, right? Mouth so foul it drips whiskey and bad-tongues. She could probably curse paint o-off a house, huh?
So like, Raja nearly dies, but then this beautiful woman, great as she is...she doesn't die. No mythological help. N-no Friends to play Games with. You now? She nearly dies, ribs all bent like this --
(Ravna is showing his ribs - I think? There are a lot of scars.)
-- and then like, three weeks later, she's fine. Fucking. Fine. Mint. Steel. Pretty knife in her teeth, stabbing the fuck out of wife-beaters and nonsense, huh?
So, follow me here. F-follow, follow me:
My wife is...i-is it normal to be really into watching her go a-after villains? She's got a fist, okay? It's dark, and pretty, and -- she's strong -- but fwoof. She's got this look, and...
Written By Cristoph
Dec. 27, 2021, 11:12 a.m.(10/26/1016 AR)
I will not speak of Beesborough in the past tense, even if much of it has fallen to tragedy. While people have enjoyed a good natured laugh over the name, Beesborough is a large and well protected village and a staple of Artshall that has contributed well to the success of the duchy it is beholden to. Unfortunately we've received word that 'peaceful' Abandoned marched on the holding and slaughtered as many as they could get their hands on. Goods and valuables were destroyed rather than taken. It was an act of provocation, it was a move against the stability of the region and the civilization that it represents.
House Laurent didn't grow into the power it has because of our soft hearts. We grew into it because of our dedication to see to the safety and security of the Compact. The Abandoned that dared lift a finger against Artshall will feel the full weight of our military arm slam against them. There will be justice served and lessons learned.
House Laurent didn't grow into the power it has because of our soft hearts. We grew into it because of our dedication to see to the safety and security of the Compact. The Abandoned that dared lift a finger against Artshall will feel the full weight of our military arm slam against them. There will be justice served and lessons learned.
Written By Mabelle
Dec. 27, 2021, 9:13 a.m.(10/26/1016 AR)
The horrors reported from Beesborough are not unfamiliar or foreign to the type of news heard from all over.
It is not the first village to be slaughtered.
House Laurent will do whatever it takes for it to be the last.
It is not the first village to be slaughtered.
House Laurent will do whatever it takes for it to be the last.
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