Written By Brady
Dec. 30, 2021, 8:40 a.m.(11/4/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Denica
Princess of mighty art! Colorful. Complicated. She called me a thief and I noted she had misplaced a pair of her hairpins. A fanciful coincidence. But more critical, I am starting to understand her art.
Written By Ravana
Dec. 30, 2021, 8:10 a.m.(11/4/1016 AR)
Strange to think of Arx as home now, rather than a port of call. As I get my bearings and contemplate debts old and new, the scent of change is on the wind and it smells like opportunity.
Written By Mailys
Dec. 29, 2021, 7:46 p.m.(11/3/1016 AR)
It took everything I had not to turn the painting right-side up again. Why would they leave it upside down? Do they know it's upside down?
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.
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