Written By Thea
Nov. 5, 2021, 7:56 p.m.(7/7/1016 AR)
I came home covered in black and smelling of smoke. But it's done. I think. I feel like I should apologize to Lady Mabelle and Zakhar though. In way way, but it was a success. So there's that. We have much to be thankful for. Even if everyone didn't come out unscathed. We won't go into the aftershock....
Written By Noah
Nov. 5, 2021, 4:20 p.m.(7/7/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Prospero
The main thing from that is WHEN. A smart person would not let that happen.
Lots of people just go on trips back home and we never get messages from them.
Lots of people just go on trips back home and we never get messages from them.
Written By Jaenelle
Nov. 5, 2021, 10:54 a.m.(7/6/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Prospero
I feel I need a good lawyer if concerned Lycene Lords feel the need to start an investigation into their deaths before they are dead.
Written By Raven
Nov. 5, 2021, 9:29 a.m.(7/6/1016 AR)
Maybe antagonizing powerful spiteful forces eager to make a point ain't the smartest thing I'll ever aspire to do.
Written By Jasher
Nov. 4, 2021, 7:58 p.m.(7/5/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Denica
I have spent more time this past month engaging my cousin, Denica, in conversation than over the past twenty-two years of her life. I suppose that is to be expected of two people born almost a decade apart. It seems that I’ve found in her an appreciative audience for what passes as humor, or my particular brand of it, namely word-play. Nothing highbrow. Small as they are, these amusements are a welcome distraction from the looming threats of war and loss.
She is spirited, laughs and expresses herself energetically, and just beneath this lighthearted exterior creeps a somewhat dark and impish wit that is all her own. Speak with her for several minutes and glean that she is quite dissimilar to the draconian image her Thrax kin are known to espouse. There are times that I forget we grew up within the same estate, under the very same oppressive thumb. Though for as different as our approaches to life clearly are, Denica does not lack a single whit for good sense and devotion to her aims.
I was fortunate enough to receive a full tour of her art barge. Admittedly, art has never been incredibly important to my life; I never paid much mind to paintings or sculptures or a songs sung in the proper key. However, indulging in the company of a few individuals blessed by Jayus, and their individual works, that which has been designed or shaped to evoke an emotion is no longer a formless, colorless blur passing me by on my journey. In that way, I suspect that cultivating an appreciation for artistic expression is, for me, a lot like learning a foreign language, where a garbled sound holds deeper meaning only after I’ve taken the time to interpret it.
It is a vain hope that further education and exposure will make an aesthete of me yet, and in time for the grand opening of the Artshall Art District where Denica's art, and of others I'm familiar with, will be placed on display.
She is spirited, laughs and expresses herself energetically, and just beneath this lighthearted exterior creeps a somewhat dark and impish wit that is all her own. Speak with her for several minutes and glean that she is quite dissimilar to the draconian image her Thrax kin are known to espouse. There are times that I forget we grew up within the same estate, under the very same oppressive thumb. Though for as different as our approaches to life clearly are, Denica does not lack a single whit for good sense and devotion to her aims.
I was fortunate enough to receive a full tour of her art barge. Admittedly, art has never been incredibly important to my life; I never paid much mind to paintings or sculptures or a songs sung in the proper key. However, indulging in the company of a few individuals blessed by Jayus, and their individual works, that which has been designed or shaped to evoke an emotion is no longer a formless, colorless blur passing me by on my journey. In that way, I suspect that cultivating an appreciation for artistic expression is, for me, a lot like learning a foreign language, where a garbled sound holds deeper meaning only after I’ve taken the time to interpret it.
It is a vain hope that further education and exposure will make an aesthete of me yet, and in time for the grand opening of the Artshall Art District where Denica's art, and of others I'm familiar with, will be placed on display.
Written By Prospero
Nov. 4, 2021, 3:46 p.m.(7/5/1016 AR)
I have set aside money to ensure that when I am eventually found dead, a thorough investigation will be conducted. No matter how natural the causes may look at the initial review.
Signed,
A Concerned Lyceum Lord
Signed,
A Concerned Lyceum Lord
Written By Medeia
Nov. 4, 2021, 2:05 p.m.(7/4/1016 AR)
How strange it is to have to say this, but I would appreciate if people respected the sanctuary's purpose: a place for all. If someone should ever need to be removed from the sanctuary or its grounds, that should be a decision made by myself, my hired staff for the manor, or the residents of the manor - Cesare Whisper and Vulpiano Rossetti. In this, I also give leave for my husband, Lord Haakon Eswynd, to make such a determination if need be in my absence. Should someone come to the sanctuary in need or disheveled - perhaps from having fallen into some water, I will not turn them away. Benches can be dried out or replaced. Twigs and leaves may be picked up from the floor. I pay people for this! Further, it would be horribly hypocritical to allow my cat and dog access to the sanctuary and not welcome the pets of guests. Simply clean up after them if they are especially messy. I do ask that larger animals, such as horses, be limited to the courtyard, however. How insulting it would be for me to walk into someone else's home or business or retreat and command people about.
I did rather enjoy the lesson I was able to attend, hosted by Cesare and Lady Brigid. It was informational, and I was able to fill in some of the gaps of my own knowledge. Exactly the sort of thing I had envisioned for the classroom.
I did rather enjoy the lesson I was able to attend, hosted by Cesare and Lady Brigid. It was informational, and I was able to fill in some of the gaps of my own knowledge. Exactly the sort of thing I had envisioned for the classroom.
Written By Valencia
Nov. 4, 2021, 12:55 p.m.(7/4/1016 AR)
The sun and moon seem to be battling for control of the sky. I have not seen this before. As beautiful as this is, it makes me uneasy.
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Written By Cesare
Nov. 4, 2021, 11:53 a.m.(7/4/1016 AR)
It's been a few weeks since I've written here. I admit it was a combination of much to do and little desire to record my thoughts, but that is neither here nor there; here I am, to present my musings once again. I've had much less time than I consider ideal to work at my craft lately, and it is somewhat sad to see my instruments lying around unused. The act of playing them so much imbues them with something not unlike a personality - at least in my mind - and it's entirely too easy to picture them sulking or scowling. I think it is well past time that I re-dedicate myself to my particular service to Jayus, and to myself. I have been occupied primarily with the business of Whisper House, these past weeks, but I must not allow my faith to go unattended. I've been toying with the idea of crafting a few tapestries and selling them, in order to raise coin for the Discipleship. Songs being what they are, ephemeral by nature, they are not terribly sellable.
Spring has often been a season of discovery for me, and this year was no exception. It pleases me to see the city shake off its blankets and emerge from its winter torpor. I hope this summer will be a busy and productive one. Of one of those things, I am assured. The other remains to be seen.
Spring has often been a season of discovery for me, and this year was no exception. It pleases me to see the city shake off its blankets and emerge from its winter torpor. I hope this summer will be a busy and productive one. Of one of those things, I am assured. The other remains to be seen.
Written By Esme
Nov. 3, 2021, 9:31 p.m.(7/3/1016 AR)
Oh Blessed Darlings,
I feel like it has been a moment since I have put my thoughts upon the whites. Is it not glorious? The warmer weather! The clear skies. The lack of cold, although if I am most honest, the winter is starting to grow on me. I feel somehow renewed as if I would just burst with the happiness within my heart as of late. It comes with turning pages. It is always scary, Reader, always. Change comes with a measure of fear, but it also comes with a new chapter that is blank and awaiting our words. Is that not just the best of moments?
That is not to say that there is not bad around us and sadness that ebbs through our lives. Those opportunities arise to show us what we are really made of. I am always in awe of each of you when I read through the whites. You go through so much and you are still standing strong. The love of Limerance shines upon each of you in your show of duty and honor. I just want to say that every moment and every breath, I am grateful for each of you.
I feel like it has been a moment since I have put my thoughts upon the whites. Is it not glorious? The warmer weather! The clear skies. The lack of cold, although if I am most honest, the winter is starting to grow on me. I feel somehow renewed as if I would just burst with the happiness within my heart as of late. It comes with turning pages. It is always scary, Reader, always. Change comes with a measure of fear, but it also comes with a new chapter that is blank and awaiting our words. Is that not just the best of moments?
That is not to say that there is not bad around us and sadness that ebbs through our lives. Those opportunities arise to show us what we are really made of. I am always in awe of each of you when I read through the whites. You go through so much and you are still standing strong. The love of Limerance shines upon each of you in your show of duty and honor. I just want to say that every moment and every breath, I am grateful for each of you.
Written By Rosalind
Nov. 3, 2021, 8:28 p.m.(7/3/1016 AR)
I survived.
Written By Temira
Nov. 3, 2021, 2:45 p.m.(7/2/1016 AR)
Things have been quiet lately. Not that I mind much. The last battle Eswynds had was quite tame compared the one before. My brother Odin looked quite cool delivering the finishing blow, working along side Haakon. I always have enjoyed watching them fight together since I was little. Being the youngest and after fathers accident, He ended up doting on me which one would think might make me come off as spoiled, but didn't. Our next and i believe last fight draws near.
Written By Lucita
Nov. 3, 2021, 1:27 p.m.(7/2/1016 AR)
The masked ball of Velenosa was extraordinary, as it usually is. The ooze pool yielded up a lovely duskstone gem, thankfully not an eel or lump of icky 'stuff'.
Written By Grady
Nov. 3, 2021, 10:42 a.m.(7/2/1016 AR)
The weather seems to have rather turned with the Blood Moon. Summer is here! I rather recall summers in Arx being fairly miserable to someone like myself who is used to colder weather, and decided it might be time to put away the warm travelling clothes and have something made that's more appropriate to the weather.
It's an interesting feeling, looking in a mirror while wearing all new clothes. I hardly feel like myself, and yet I feel like myself more than ever.
It's an interesting feeling, looking in a mirror while wearing all new clothes. I hardly feel like myself, and yet I feel like myself more than ever.
Written By Mabelle
Nov. 3, 2021, 7:14 a.m.(7/2/1016 AR)
Have you ever done something magnificent, but you cannot talk about it and you are too excited and you want to share and you can't and you wonder if it makes it less magnificent?
Written By Noah
Nov. 3, 2021, 12:01 a.m.(7/1/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Galen
Chirp, Chirp - Bro
Written By Noah
Nov. 2, 2021, 11:59 p.m.(7/1/1016 AR)
While I have been in the city for a bit of time. It was the first time attending the Blood Moon event in Velenosa. It was the first time attending as the Archduke -- Well yes, I know it's Consort, but I like to leave that off.
It was definitely the first time attending one as a married man. I took off my wedding ring for the event. That felt odd. I mean it felt odd to have one and now it feels odd to not have it on.
All praise goes to Jaenelle on this one though.
Good job, Poison.
It was definitely the first time attending one as a married man. I took off my wedding ring for the event. That felt odd. I mean it felt odd to have one and now it feels odd to not have it on.
All praise goes to Jaenelle on this one though.
Good job, Poison.
Written By Canaan
Nov. 2, 2021, 10:26 p.m.(7/1/1016 AR)
I really thought I was done with courtship and romance but as the days go on I think I'm starting to miss having someone to come home to. My age, though, I fear that ship has sailed. Still, it doesn't change the fact that I'm missing some kind of companionship that doesn't begin with an exchange of coin. Should I even bother trying to get close to someone new? Maybe I should just start looking into the more expensive options, some kind of classy woman who makes a whole evening fun rather than just an hour of it. That doesn't really solve the problem but maybe it'll put a poultice on it. Damn shame I don't really know where to begin, my circles aren't exactly home to 'classy' folk. Though I've had a bit of blind luck before, who knows?
Written By Canaan
Nov. 2, 2021, 10:16 p.m.(7/1/1016 AR)
It's been a while since I heard from Ol' Jac. I wonder if she's up to something? Well, she's always up to something but she has been fairly quiet. A quiet Jac seems like the most dangerous Jac. I know I'm safe but I wonder who might be on her short-list now. She's never done me wrong, I've got not reason to think her silence is bad news- for me, at least.
Written By Medeia
Nov. 2, 2021, 3:46 a.m.(6/28/1016 AR)
I delivered three babies to two duchesses in one day (if we're being generous and counting the day from an atypical starting point). I had thought I was done celebrating the Blood Moon after the poetry picnic. Yes, I know, it's the feast day of the Thirteenth, but I can think of few ways better to celebrate than welcoming new souls in its wake.
Or maybe I just need more sleep.
Or maybe I just need more sleep.
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