Written By Gwenna
Dec. 19, 2021, 12:45 p.m.(10/10/1016 AR)
There is a certain sense of serenity that comes while in the midst of planning things, for me. Crossing t's and dotting i's, if you will, and making sure plans are in place, and contingencies as well just in case something unexpected might happen. There are no few times when one can not truly prepare for all the unexpected - hence why they are called such - but we do the best we can. It is almost like putting together a puzzle, really. Not all of the pieces are in place, and others will need to help complete it, but the outline is there and ready to be built upon. It is a good feeling that I enjoy.
Written By Amari
Dec. 19, 2021, 10:35 a.m.(10/10/1016 AR)
Despite all the pain sustained of late, I've been feeling blessed. Plans continue to unfold. Treasure your friends, don't be afraid to ask, and stop to enjoy the small things, like honey buttered bread.
Written By Haakon
Dec. 19, 2021, 9:59 a.m.(10/10/1016 AR)
Fuck this damnable city.
Written By Dante
Dec. 19, 2021, 9:57 a.m.(10/10/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Saoirse
I've had the good fortune to be Princess Saoirse Velenosa's protege for a number of years now and I've never regretted it at all. Obviously her brilliance and sharp wit are treasures of the Lyceum, and I will lend my sword to defend her life whenever it is needed.
Including, apparently, at parties held by her own family. They never do lack for excitement.
Including, apparently, at parties held by her own family. They never do lack for excitement.
Written By Dante
Dec. 19, 2021, 9:55 a.m.(10/10/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Saoirse
I've had the good fortune to be Princess Saoirse Velenosa's protege for a number of years now and I've never regretted it at all. Obviously her brilliance and sharp wit are treasures of the Lyceum, and I will lend my sword to defend her life whenever it is needed.
Including, apparently, at parties held by her own family. They never do lack for excitement.
Including, apparently, at parties held by her own family. They never do lack for excitement.
Written By Udell
Dec. 19, 2021, 7:01 a.m.(10/10/1016 AR)
Smiling, always smiling.
Though the words sound like platitudes to many, She does speak to me in her way. Each new child born screaming into the world carries Her words: "Look, and see what promise I make to you. All things must end so that I may begin them again.". The bodies of the dead too speak loudly: "Celebrate what life you have, fill it with worthy endeavors that leave a mark on those around you.".
Cry, grieve, lament your loss. Love is written in the face of sadness, for we know it's nice to be missed but never is it nice to miss ourselves. Those who think these words are simple platitudes may have never held the hands of the dying, heard the first breaths of a child. How many times have I held someone's hand, only for them to grip it as if it were Her own that had reached out to them? How many babes have been given to us under the watchful gaze of Her Harlequins?
This is why I smile, not because there is no sadness, but because I know that when sadness comes, I am not alone.
Though the words sound like platitudes to many, She does speak to me in her way. Each new child born screaming into the world carries Her words: "Look, and see what promise I make to you. All things must end so that I may begin them again.". The bodies of the dead too speak loudly: "Celebrate what life you have, fill it with worthy endeavors that leave a mark on those around you.".
Cry, grieve, lament your loss. Love is written in the face of sadness, for we know it's nice to be missed but never is it nice to miss ourselves. Those who think these words are simple platitudes may have never held the hands of the dying, heard the first breaths of a child. How many times have I held someone's hand, only for them to grip it as if it were Her own that had reached out to them? How many babes have been given to us under the watchful gaze of Her Harlequins?
This is why I smile, not because there is no sadness, but because I know that when sadness comes, I am not alone.
Written By Alexio
Dec. 19, 2021, 3:35 a.m.(10/9/1016 AR)
The city certainly seems to be moving and stirring. I didn't expect things to happen so quickly but suddenly everyone needs to be everywhere. On the bright side.... that represents... opportunity!
Written By Dante
Dec. 18, 2021, 9:37 p.m.(10/9/1016 AR)
So many voices the other night, but not the only one that mattered.
What I would have given for but a word.
What I would have given for but a word.
Written By Evaristo
Dec. 18, 2021, 7:27 p.m.(10/9/1016 AR)
Had a most RIVETING time at the archives today, with good friends, and most clever minds. We found something - a fragment of what we need, but we can use that to build something from.
It draws closer, and I am longing - rarely have I wanted something so much in my life.
It draws closer, and I am longing - rarely have I wanted something so much in my life.
Written By Cambria
Dec. 18, 2021, 5:46 p.m.(10/9/1016 AR)
Occasionally, I visit the cemetery in my heart, knowing that some people buried there are still alive.
I wonder, how many people have buried me too?
I wonder, how many people have buried me too?
Written By Jaenelle
Dec. 18, 2021, 10:55 a.m.(10/8/1016 AR)
Rest now. You are allowed.
Written By Arman
Dec. 18, 2021, 10 a.m.(10/8/1016 AR)
I am old, I grant you that. I have had the good fortune to live long enough to see and experience a great many things.
Nothing could have prepared me for what I witnessed recently and yet... it is not the worst of it. That performance. That horrific bit of twisted theater. The imagery perhaps shall fade with time, grow dim and indistinct.
But the words...
Tell us what you did. Tell us what you did.
Whatever time I may have left, will be haunted by them.
Nothing could have prepared me for what I witnessed recently and yet... it is not the worst of it. That performance. That horrific bit of twisted theater. The imagery perhaps shall fade with time, grow dim and indistinct.
But the words...
Tell us what you did. Tell us what you did.
Whatever time I may have left, will be haunted by them.
Written By Ida
Dec. 18, 2021, 8:59 a.m.(10/8/1016 AR)
I was sitting in the shop late the other night, just enjoying a bit of whiskey and watching people pass by along merchant row. Door was locked, considering the hour, with just the hints of autumn chill able to seep in. I thought maybe I just had a long day, or hadn't counted my drinks right, but reading the whites lately...I have to wonder now about the voices. Sometimes gone is not really gone. While rare, there have been reintroductions of people thought long lost. This was different, though, and there's a measure of sadness to it because of that. It was like having people in the shop, almost, as they had been so many years ago. I swear Arn called me a drunk, which I admit to wondering myself in the moment. Rymarr's as stoic as ever, yet with a kindness hidden in his tone. Niamh's as near ethereal as the day we first met here. A few others, too, but then it all passed almost as quickly as it had started - voices slipping back out to mingle with passers-by as if nothing at all had happened. These are strange times, indeed.
Written By Baldessare
Dec. 18, 2021, 8:52 a.m.(10/8/1016 AR)
No one throws a party like the Velenosa. Whether it be guests uninvited or unintended, attendance is always interesting.
I do apologize to those that were dragged unexpectedly to our Estate to bear witness to that chaos, but I am pleased that there were minimal casualties. I do want to thank a gentleman who was not known to me before that night by the name of Gael who suffered grievous injury in a battle which was not his, but I am told he will recover given time.
If anyone questioned the strength of the Foxes, though, you had a chance to see that on full display - we do not break. And are prepared for -everything-.
I do apologize to those that were dragged unexpectedly to our Estate to bear witness to that chaos, but I am pleased that there were minimal casualties. I do want to thank a gentleman who was not known to me before that night by the name of Gael who suffered grievous injury in a battle which was not his, but I am told he will recover given time.
If anyone questioned the strength of the Foxes, though, you had a chance to see that on full display - we do not break. And are prepared for -everything-.
Written By Audgrim
Dec. 18, 2021, 7:52 a.m.(10/8/1016 AR)
I was given lessons by Sir Amund Monrosa, on the Tor Plaza - we had a bit of audience, and the Plaza was busy - even if the mood was a bit low, I have to say.
Then something strange happened; something eerie, gave me goose-bumps. I couldn't identify what it was, but - that woman, with a rose, I think she just disappeared.
Maybe it was the fog. It was enough to put an end on our lesson anyway, and I went back to Telmar Tower.
Then something strange happened; something eerie, gave me goose-bumps. I couldn't identify what it was, but - that woman, with a rose, I think she just disappeared.
Maybe it was the fog. It was enough to put an end on our lesson anyway, and I went back to Telmar Tower.
Written By Mabelle
Dec. 18, 2021, 7:50 a.m.(10/8/1016 AR)
Autumn has arrived. I always found it to be my most productive season. With all that is afoot, I hope it is also my luckiest season.
Written By Gio
Dec. 17, 2021, 4:20 p.m.(10/7/1016 AR)
idle notes for a scent: metallic tang of pewter-heavy sky, the sound of distant thunder would be a deep scent, something strange - a complement to the pepper crack of lighting and the thick soft velvet of clouds and you will be able to taste it, lingering on the tongue once the bright violet-white fire of it has split that dark sky with color and it burns, it's sweet tobacco and charred vanilla woods - and you feel the rumble of it --
Written By Samantha
Dec. 17, 2021, 3:42 p.m.(10/6/1016 AR)
Rymarr was back. I felt him. So close, and yet, beyond me. I do not know why the Pantheon would subject me to this, just as I have finally been able to progress forward again.
I have been unable to leave my room for days since it happened. Everything I have worked so hard since he passed, undone in an instant out of yearning to feel his touch.
I have been unable to leave my room for days since it happened. Everything I have worked so hard since he passed, undone in an instant out of yearning to feel his touch.
Written By Brady
Dec. 17, 2021, 2:31 p.m.(10/6/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Tanith
The best greeting! When I left, things were uncertain. When I came back, lots has changed. We're not as hungry, we're more popular, we have opportunities we didn't have before. I'm happy for Tanith and the direction life has taken her. The bar too, looks great. I'm there often (as before, just with a little more brightness).
Written By Brady
Dec. 17, 2021, 2:31 p.m.(10/6/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Mayir
Bossman has done alright for us (with Magpie, of course). We have ships! Two types of ships. Maybe three? I know, it's so odd to focus on that, but it means we're strong and capable and we can provide real value to what we're doing with our trade deals. My old lines of business (you know what I'm talking about) won't change, but I've got the opportunity to grow that business on a grander scale. Miss Magpie, I can't say enough, but we're in good hands. Oh, apparently the boat is called a caravel. F'n great. We fancy now!
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