Written By Edward
July 22, 2017, 9:38 a.m.(11/18/1006 AR)
We need more writers to author more works in the city. Arx should be full fodder for story ideas with all the wonderful tales its people create.
Written By Reigna
July 22, 2017, 8:56 a.m.(11/18/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Shae
I am so impressed by you. What you have done for Princess Alarissa -- you are brave and kind and you are the best of what we all can be. Stay true, Lady Keaton. I look up to you more each day.
Written By Reigna
July 22, 2017, 8:53 a.m.(11/18/1006 AR)
It has been a whirlwind of days, with guests coming to the Hall to have dinner with us. We've had High Lord Edain, the Laurents, Lord Blackram, my cousins Desiree and Clover -- We even had Princess Katarina drop by unexpectedly! We are hosting Princess Valencia soon too and I am very much looking forward to that, as she is so very sweet and kind. It is such an honor to have these people in our home, to offer them hospitality, to see them laugh and smile.
Kael is a continual surprise, in such good ways. I am so very blessed to have been chosen to be his wife.
Devotions to Limerance.
Kael is a continual surprise, in such good ways. I am so very blessed to have been chosen to be his wife.
Devotions to Limerance.
Written By Melinda
July 21, 2017, 11:50 p.m.(11/17/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Artorius
My father has given permission to you -
Let us see what greatness we can accomplish together
Let us see what greatness we can accomplish together
Written By Alarissa
July 21, 2017, 11:47 p.m.(11/17/1006 AR)
I thank the Gods for those with the skills that saved me. Those at the House of Solace skilled in milking vipers and those who's aim is true.
But now I am inconvenienced. Because in the end, that's what has happened, at least to myself. Inconvenienced because it takes me forever just to write down what I am sending Camille to have transcribed into my whites. Because there are things to plan still, invitations to deliver and preparations to oversee. And all I want to do is sleep. I am assured that this shall pass, even though it does not feel it. I dislike being inconvenienced.
Sleep, and stare at the servants who pass by my door as imagination roils. Sleep some more. Pass the time with passing letters and playing with Elegance. Lady Shae Keaton has refined what she knows and perhaps I can convince her to come and walk her for me and teach her more.
And you. I know you read this. If you did not, I would have to think less of you. You cannot shoulder the blame for something that was not your fault. For all that you try to take it upon your shoulders, you cannot take what happened to me, upon yours. There will always be those who hunt others, because they exist. Because the very breath you take abhors them. Meet it head on, call them to the floor and lay waste to them so that they cannot do this again to you and yours. But know that yours, will stand beside you and behind you as you do such. They will willingly shoulder that burden as well, whether you like it or not. For that is family, by blood or by binding. This I know to be true.
But now I am inconvenienced. Because in the end, that's what has happened, at least to myself. Inconvenienced because it takes me forever just to write down what I am sending Camille to have transcribed into my whites. Because there are things to plan still, invitations to deliver and preparations to oversee. And all I want to do is sleep. I am assured that this shall pass, even though it does not feel it. I dislike being inconvenienced.
Sleep, and stare at the servants who pass by my door as imagination roils. Sleep some more. Pass the time with passing letters and playing with Elegance. Lady Shae Keaton has refined what she knows and perhaps I can convince her to come and walk her for me and teach her more.
And you. I know you read this. If you did not, I would have to think less of you. You cannot shoulder the blame for something that was not your fault. For all that you try to take it upon your shoulders, you cannot take what happened to me, upon yours. There will always be those who hunt others, because they exist. Because the very breath you take abhors them. Meet it head on, call them to the floor and lay waste to them so that they cannot do this again to you and yours. But know that yours, will stand beside you and behind you as you do such. They will willingly shoulder that burden as well, whether you like it or not. For that is family, by blood or by binding. This I know to be true.
Written By Magpie
July 21, 2017, 11:34 p.m.(11/17/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Aureth
Happy birthday to my cousin who's not my cousin... twice over.. actually.
Anyway, you're old. Congrats. Try not to get too many more wrinkles.
He didn't want anyone to know this, but he told me that he'd really love to get a bottle of sauce for his birthday. If you have an extra alcoholic delight laying around and you like the Archlector of Death, send it his way!
Another gift idea if you're searching is a nice hair brush.
Anyway, you're old. Congrats. Try not to get too many more wrinkles.
He didn't want anyone to know this, but he told me that he'd really love to get a bottle of sauce for his birthday. If you have an extra alcoholic delight laying around and you like the Archlector of Death, send it his way!
Another gift idea if you're searching is a nice hair brush.
Written By Esoka
July 21, 2017, 11:19 p.m.(11/17/1006 AR)
While the efforts to restore the Gray Forest have yielded much better health for it, dangers still remain. I was reminded of this when I joined one of the Grayson patrols into its depths this past week. We found a mother from a shav'arvani tribe and her two sons, who'd been set upon my monstrous, cursed beasts. We escorted them safely to the city, where they were tended to. I need to look in on them to see how they are faring. The Compact offers much in the way of security, but it can be frighteningly foreign if you are not accustomed to its ways.
As for the beasts, twisted creatures that they were, we managed to slay them. I fought beside Lord Commander Silas and Prince Luca with my blade, while Princess Lou Grayson and Lord Estaban Saik laid into them with arrows. And Prince Aiden Grayson worked to calm those wolves which could be turned peaceable, to remarkable effect.
For all that we were victorious over the cursed wolves themselves. But they were MADE that way by someone wielding very dark power, and that one we did not find.
I shall venture back to the forest again soon. My work is not done.
As for the beasts, twisted creatures that they were, we managed to slay them. I fought beside Lord Commander Silas and Prince Luca with my blade, while Princess Lou Grayson and Lord Estaban Saik laid into them with arrows. And Prince Aiden Grayson worked to calm those wolves which could be turned peaceable, to remarkable effect.
For all that we were victorious over the cursed wolves themselves. But they were MADE that way by someone wielding very dark power, and that one we did not find.
I shall venture back to the forest again soon. My work is not done.
Written By Aiden
July 21, 2017, 10:36 p.m.(11/17/1006 AR)
I had the wolves moved to a private kennel, where they can be close to me at all times. I asked for help from Tyrval, but have yet to hear back from him. Maybe I'll have answers before I go north. Maybe they'll come with me north. The future is so unknown.
Written By Merek
July 21, 2017, 10:15 p.m.(11/17/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Aislin
Lady Aislin has been a wonderful boon to the Scholars, and I consider her to be one of our greatest minds. Her knowledge and work with languages and history is to be respected. I consider her a wonderful teacher as well.
Written By Clover
July 21, 2017, 9:28 p.m.(11/17/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Mae
*A shaky sketch of a woman with dark brown hair cut short. Her head is turned, a profile view given. She has head tilted upward, nose in the air in apparent disdain. Though there's a slight curve at the edge of her lips, a little secret smile.*
Written By Clover
July 21, 2017, 8:23 p.m.(11/17/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Felicia
*A shakey partially colored piece of a tall woman with a prespective from below. The woman's expression is slightly exasperated, and over one shoulder a peeks the handle of a giant sword. The only color in the piece is the coppery brilliance of the woman's loose red hair.*
Written By Felicia
July 21, 2017, 4:53 p.m.(11/17/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Clover
What is there to say about Clover? Never have I had a full-grown woman fall on me thrice in a single conversation. twice is flirting and this... I something else. She's liable to be the death of me if truth be told. And yet...
And yet somehow I have found myself shopping with her. She offered to buy me a dress I did not want as a reward for helping her up I didn't need. What on earth is going on?
And yet somehow I have found myself shopping with her. She offered to buy me a dress I did not want as a reward for helping her up I didn't need. What on earth is going on?
Written By Felicia
July 21, 2017, 4:50 p.m.(11/17/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Alaric
What is there to say? The King is as kind and generous as they have said and also very shrewd. Somehow it seems I have not been reprimanded for being in my dress armour at the improper time although the Captain was ready to write me up then and there for having done so.
I confess I should have carried it instead of worn it since I was not attending the King's duties. But it's so heavy... Next time I'll do it the right way. Every time. His Majesty deserves nothing less of me.
I confess I should have carried it instead of worn it since I was not attending the King's duties. But it's so heavy... Next time I'll do it the right way. Every time. His Majesty deserves nothing less of me.
Written By Eirene
July 21, 2017, 4:22 p.m.(11/17/1006 AR)
I will never look at a naked Thraxian the same way again...
Written By Mason
July 21, 2017, 3:20 p.m.(11/17/1006 AR)
There is always a moment when my wife returns from one of her trips, be it a sojourn, a scouting mission, or exploration. In that moment, we share an embrace and there is nothing my heart desires more than for the sands to stop falling through the hourglass, so that the sheer rush of love, affection, and peace I always feel might never end.
There are so many that never know the simple freedom of such moments, I must try to appreciate it for all that it is worth.
There are so many that never know the simple freedom of such moments, I must try to appreciate it for all that it is worth.
Written By Valery
July 21, 2017, 2:22 p.m.(11/17/1006 AR)
I've been making a lot of perfumes lately, based on people's journals. It's been interesting...
I didn't get much feedback, though, so except for a couple, I don't know if they are good enough.
I didn't get much feedback, though, so except for a couple, I don't know if they are good enough.
Written By Abbas
July 21, 2017, 12:04 p.m.(11/16/1006 AR)
I am and shall ever be a Golden Noodling God.
The line of people wanting to noodle with me starts at the shallow end of the pool and goes around to the deep end.
Salt Life forever.
The line of people wanting to noodle with me starts at the shallow end of the pool and goes around to the deep end.
Salt Life forever.
Written By Eleyna
July 21, 2017, 11:13 a.m.(11/16/1006 AR)
Noodling? Cornholing?
That's adorable.
In the south, we play very different... 'games'.
That's adorable.
In the south, we play very different... 'games'.
Written By Alis
July 21, 2017, 11:11 a.m.(11/16/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
Likes big quills and he cannot lie.
Written By Victus
July 21, 2017, 10:18 a.m.(11/16/1006 AR)
Scribe, get the big quill because I feel like putting my thoughts in fucking BOLD.
To clear up confusion about a transgression this past month, I'm going to explain the Thraxian sport of 'noodling'. Now we begin by stripping clean of any clothing on one's person as you have to have full range of mobility to compete. Your opponent will stand opposite of you and the two of you will engage in non-lethal combat.
The weapons of choice are where the infamous name comes from. Usually made of some sort of rubbery elasticy kind of shit, your weapon forms a cylinder. Something easily soaked and not gonna leave any bruises on the other guy. Now whip marks, maybe. But that's only if you get a big league fucker on the other side of you. Once the two of you have squared off in your waterway of choice (This can be a pond, river, man-made pool, whatever has waist-high water that you can stand in) you're expected to beat the absolute shit out of each other until somebody gives up.
This can go on for hours. We make our noodles of the highest quality to ensure they bend, not break when struck. Hopefully once the competitors are naked, stinging, sore and soaked you'll have the good sense to tap out at an appropriate time. However, noodling is a game of pride. One man's naked pride against another's. There are fewer sports that don't deal with grievous injuries and part of the reason why I have "Salt Life" forever inked onto my body, you need to be a warrior to endure a Thrax's pool.
Did you get all of that? What the fuck are you smirking for? Don't tell me you're a fan of cornholing or I swear.
To clear up confusion about a transgression this past month, I'm going to explain the Thraxian sport of 'noodling'. Now we begin by stripping clean of any clothing on one's person as you have to have full range of mobility to compete. Your opponent will stand opposite of you and the two of you will engage in non-lethal combat.
The weapons of choice are where the infamous name comes from. Usually made of some sort of rubbery elasticy kind of shit, your weapon forms a cylinder. Something easily soaked and not gonna leave any bruises on the other guy. Now whip marks, maybe. But that's only if you get a big league fucker on the other side of you. Once the two of you have squared off in your waterway of choice (This can be a pond, river, man-made pool, whatever has waist-high water that you can stand in) you're expected to beat the absolute shit out of each other until somebody gives up.
This can go on for hours. We make our noodles of the highest quality to ensure they bend, not break when struck. Hopefully once the competitors are naked, stinging, sore and soaked you'll have the good sense to tap out at an appropriate time. However, noodling is a game of pride. One man's naked pride against another's. There are fewer sports that don't deal with grievous injuries and part of the reason why I have "Salt Life" forever inked onto my body, you need to be a warrior to endure a Thrax's pool.
Did you get all of that? What the fuck are you smirking for? Don't tell me you're a fan of cornholing or I swear.
Please note that the scholars may take some time preparing your journal for others to read.