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.
Written By Raven
Dec. 27, 2021, 1:09 a.m.(10/25/1016 AR)
Who the fuck is Sir Preston that I keep hearing him mentioned but haven't met him? If he's so damned important why haven't I met him?
Written By Lark
Dec. 26, 2021, 10:58 p.m.(10/25/1016 AR)
The massacre at the Mercier vineyard is a horror. The Compact suffers for the loss of such a fine, upstanding family.
Written By Mailys
Dec. 26, 2021, 9:49 p.m.(10/25/1016 AR)
Arx smells different. Or have I been away that long?
Written By Denica
Dec. 26, 2021, 7:59 p.m.(10/25/1016 AR)
It's important to write a plan, so you have one to deviate from when something happens.
Written By Elora
Dec. 26, 2021, 7:52 p.m.(10/25/1016 AR)
The comfort one finds in a smile is inestimable.
Written By Elora
Dec. 26, 2021, 7:51 p.m.(10/25/1016 AR)
Once again, I find myself forced to say that my cherished ones are dead. Losing my husband was a blow; losing my family is no less staggering. I pray the gods are willing, for I want to know what happened this time. If I can arrange passage, I mean to travel to the vinyards again, perhaps to see what remains.
Written By Raja
Dec. 26, 2021, 7:11 p.m.(10/25/1016 AR)
I was told by someone that I shouldn't be 'modest'. No, I am not talking about what I wear, but about my personal accomplishments. Thing is, I don't have to brag. I know what I have accomplished in my time. I do not have to toot my horn to feel justified. Besides, most of my accomplishments are out of spite and not from some benevolent generosity.
Written By Raja
Dec. 26, 2021, 7:07 p.m.(10/25/1016 AR)
He's back. Ravna. I tried to punch him in his stupid mouth for leaving me. Then he flutters back in as if nothing ever happened. I am so angry! However, I am more angry at myself for not punching him. I tried.. and I just couldn't. That damned man just makes me melt. Ugh.
Written By Thea
Dec. 26, 2021, 7:03 p.m.(10/25/1016 AR)
I'm preparing for my next journey, scholar. It's not--safe. These things never are. The best I can do is pray to the Gods that I return and the outcome is how it's meant to be.
Now off get my papers in order. Train. Make sure I'M in condition and have all the proper items. I pack light, but even I need to double and triple check.
Now off get my papers in order. Train. Make sure I'M in condition and have all the proper items. I pack light, but even I need to double and triple check.
Written By Thea
Dec. 26, 2021, 6:42 p.m.(10/25/1016 AR)
It never ceases to amaze me how blindly people follow others. What happened to questions?
Written By Cassiopeia
Dec. 26, 2021, 6:31 p.m.(10/25/1016 AR)
You don't have to set fire to the night, in order to see the dawn.
Written By Savio
Dec. 26, 2021, 6:05 p.m.(10/25/1016 AR)
When it was spring I knew you
Strangers and then more
Making mistakes of meaning
Compelled further to explore
Summer in its rapture seemed
It'd never find an end
All the world was at my feet
And at my side, my friend
I failed to notice autumn
With its clandestine decay
It was only in my reaching
That I found you far away
Now you are a winter mystery
Holding all your secrets close
And within the happiness we built
There's nothing left but ghosts.
I suppose the worst regrets are the ones you don't even understand well enough to remedy.
Strangers and then more
Making mistakes of meaning
Compelled further to explore
Summer in its rapture seemed
It'd never find an end
All the world was at my feet
And at my side, my friend
I failed to notice autumn
With its clandestine decay
It was only in my reaching
That I found you far away
Now you are a winter mystery
Holding all your secrets close
And within the happiness we built
There's nothing left but ghosts.
I suppose the worst regrets are the ones you don't even understand well enough to remedy.
Written By Rey
Dec. 26, 2021, 5:37 p.m.(10/25/1016 AR)
The news of what has happened at the Mercier's Vineyards is nothing but tragic, and horrific.
Written By Mirari
Dec. 26, 2021, 5:20 p.m.(10/25/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Sydney
They will remember us as the people who stood against Skal'daja and its chains and won.
They will remember us as the people who welcomed all those slaves with open arms and gave them a choice they never had.
My father died fighting that war. He died for things he very much believed in, and even if he was a much better person than I will ever be even I can tell our place in history is secured.
Before we got there the Saffron Chains never stood a chance.
They will remember us as the people who welcomed all those slaves with open arms and gave them a choice they never had.
My father died fighting that war. He died for things he very much believed in, and even if he was a much better person than I will ever be even I can tell our place in history is secured.
Before we got there the Saffron Chains never stood a chance.
Written By Raven
Dec. 26, 2021, 4:35 p.m.(10/25/1016 AR)
I have wracked my mind for occasions I might have given those who trust me to doubt. There are certainly well founded reasons to question or hesitate and yet those reasonable reasons are never the cause. Obedience I never mastered but how there remains any question of faithfulness or Loyalty is beyond me. What point should I start to wonder what the fuck I'm doing here?
Written By Camilla
Dec. 26, 2021, 4:35 p.m.(10/25/1016 AR)
I need to find an audience. The yearning to dance again has only grown since the party...
Written By Medeia
Dec. 26, 2021, 3:27 p.m.(10/24/1016 AR)
I cannot say enough good things about the other members of the Physicians Guild. Whenever there is need for us to come together, we do. I can always be certain that they will come when messengers are sent to them. After the horrible attack at the Blackram estate in the city, I saw again how reliable and dedicated they are. It is a relief that the injuries were not so grievous as they could have been. I was glad to hear that Lady Ivy was away and safe during it all. Her contributions to the guild are important - and it was strange not seeing her face among those rushing to help the injured.
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