Written By Edward
Sept. 18, 2017, 8:57 a.m.(3/26/1007 AR)
We found the mountain on the island. We found the cave. We fought the beasts.
Not without risk and loss, we secured some weapons. The first cache has been found. 1 God's treasure secured. 12 more to go, I wish the other expeditions luck.
Not without risk and loss, we secured some weapons. The first cache has been found. 1 God's treasure secured. 12 more to go, I wish the other expeditions luck.
Written By Corban
Sept. 18, 2017, 7:54 a.m.(3/26/1007 AR)
A few months ago, I never stopped by the Archives of Vellichor except to drop off pages for my journal and for the rites and ceremonies any good, god-fearing noble was expected to attend. Even today, I am hardly one for the dusty stacks, instead preferring to guide and coordinate the work of scholars that could be hired and convinced to lend a land.
But I can say this: The feeling of being on a cusp of discovery rivals that of rushing into battle.
But I can say this: The feeling of being on a cusp of discovery rivals that of rushing into battle.
Written By Victus
Sept. 18, 2017, 7:50 a.m.(3/26/1007 AR)
I'm so tired.
Written By Aiden
Sept. 18, 2017, 1:49 a.m.(3/25/1007 AR)
Expeditions take months to plan, successful ones...
Written By Eithne
Sept. 17, 2017, 11:49 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Arn
Duke Telmar is an interesting man. I can't say I've spent a lot of time with him but he came to my shop with a heap ton of metal and basically said "Make me armor that looks like this." Basically he's got a thing for red brick walls.
So that's what I'm working on. I've heard he becomes disappointed quickly. Let's hope he's not too disappointed with my work.
So that's what I'm working on. I've heard he becomes disappointed quickly. Let's hope he's not too disappointed with my work.
Written By Gaston
Sept. 17, 2017, 11:47 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Cristoph
I fear now that I shall forever be 'Just Gaston'.
Shit.
Shit.
Written By Gaston
Sept. 17, 2017, 11:46 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)
'Marquis Gaston'.
People keep saying it, and writing me letters about it. It's going to take some time to get used to.
Gods, what am I going to do...
People keep saying it, and writing me letters about it. It's going to take some time to get used to.
Gods, what am I going to do...
Written By Eithne
Sept. 17, 2017, 11:36 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Ferrando
Today is your birthday. We are officially the same age again! It's been a hell of a lot of fun planning out all the little things to put into your birthday celebration and I swear I've never challenged myself as much as I did to make that seafood paella. I never thought I'd ever cook for a guy let alone care enough for him to actually like it. Just don't get any ideas. I won't be trading the forge for the kitchen. You'd probably look better in an apron anyhow.
I might have to get Aurora to make you one with a snazzy phrase across the bib.
I might have to get Aurora to make you one with a snazzy phrase across the bib.
Written By Brianna
Sept. 17, 2017, 11:26 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)
Cousin:
A well-loved joke that is so often told that it practically slips from the tongue, and yet it still makes the teller laugh, every time.
A well-loved joke that is so often told that it practically slips from the tongue, and yet it still makes the teller laugh, every time.
Written By Eithne
Sept. 17, 2017, 11:22 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)
Work has been for a lack of better words, extremely busy. It makes me beyond thrilled to have so many commissions and seeing so many folks come into the shop to work with the apprentices. I've been working with metal all day and then slipping off to my mother's bakery to help her with another commission there. The mix of scents is positively nauseating but she appreciates the extra hands.
I never realized how similar baking confectionaries and forging armor can be. Maybe I'm more like my mama than I thought.
I never realized how similar baking confectionaries and forging armor can be. Maybe I'm more like my mama than I thought.
Written By Killian
Sept. 17, 2017, 11:19 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)
So. My father was not complicit in Addison's treachery..and now I must face a choice. To stand still in anger and resentment towards him, or to reach out, and attempt to gain resolution with a father who all but disowned me as a boy, in favor of the 'perfect son' that had attempted to murder me. How much did he understand of the path he took, and how much does he suffer now for his mistakes? I do not know what path I shall or should take. Only that staying still is..simply not an option.
Written By Valerio
Sept. 17, 2017, 11:05 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)
Again, not normally my type of affair. However, The Silent Masque held by House Malvici and House Redrain was fairly interesting. No one talking, essentially. Much easier to be diplomatic this way! I freely admit to not being brave enough to partake in acting in charades. All of those players were fairly excellent.
I have to wonder though... who was that leafy green woman?
I have to wonder though... who was that leafy green woman?
Written By Khanne
Sept. 17, 2017, 11:01 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)
Recently, I asked someone what they thought was most beautiful in life. They answered, and in return asked me for my own response. I think in these times of impending danger, when people fight for their houses, for the Compact, for the good of all our people, and others try to offer support while worrying, hoping their loved ones will return home, it is important to let some light in through the darkness. To think of the good while preparing for what we must do.
So I ask.... anyone who might read this entry into my journals... what is at least one thing you find most beautiful?
I will supply two of my answers here:
Spring mornings in the mountains. As fr north as I lived, snow remained on the ground, at least in patches, sometimes even throughout most of summer. There is something truly magical when the warm air meets the cool mountain and wraps us all in a blanket of mist.
The first brush stroke of paint on a canvas, or charcoal line drawn across the page for a sketch. The birth of inspiration begins in the souls, the heart, the mind, but that first mark is imagination taking form. It is creation.
So I ask.... anyone who might read this entry into my journals... what is at least one thing you find most beautiful?
I will supply two of my answers here:
Spring mornings in the mountains. As fr north as I lived, snow remained on the ground, at least in patches, sometimes even throughout most of summer. There is something truly magical when the warm air meets the cool mountain and wraps us all in a blanket of mist.
The first brush stroke of paint on a canvas, or charcoal line drawn across the page for a sketch. The birth of inspiration begins in the souls, the heart, the mind, but that first mark is imagination taking form. It is creation.
Written By Valerio
Sept. 17, 2017, 10:54 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)
Marquessa Igniseri threw an excellent fundraiser. I am not usually one to go on about such things, however the performers certainly were excellent, including Lady Lucita.
Written By Brianna
Sept. 17, 2017, 10:43 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)
It is always entertaining to attend a Lycene party, even one subdued and held for charity such as the one put on by the Marquessa Igniseri. The King's appearance and the taste of Southern wines made for an excellent evening. Now, if only someone would recognize my lyrical genius--.
Written By Torian
Sept. 17, 2017, 10:39 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)
Prince Aiden Grayson has graced me with another set of little animal plushes, and already I've made a sale! I don't get what people see in the little things, but it is a rather cute mouse. Still have plush horses in stock as well!
Written By Malesh
Sept. 17, 2017, 10:29 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)
We pray to all the gods that they might protect our brave warriors fighting at Maelstrom. May they their blows be swift, hard, and unreturned!
Written By Doll
Sept. 17, 2017, 10:26 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Mirari
Next stupid party you throw, I expect the men not to be wearing shirts. Maybe not pants. Maybe not the women either.
Might even make up for not being able to see their smug, self-satisfied faces this time. Or bloody them.
Might even make up for not being able to see their smug, self-satisfied faces this time. Or bloody them.
Written By Doll
Sept. 17, 2017, 10:25 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Calypso
You're allowed to pay me for my appearance, by the fucking way.
Written By Doll
Sept. 17, 2017, 10:22 p.m.(3/25/1007 AR)
What a stupid party. Where you don't talk and no one sees you.
Food was alright. That's about it.
Food was alright. That's about it.
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