Written By Ansel
Feb. 19, 2017, 11:22 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Arn
No matter what it is, it's never good enough. Never has been. Doubt it ever will be.
But I know I've done well by him this time. He may not be proud of me, but he ought to be proud of the family name, and what it means.
Not like I faced the Bringer for -him-, anyway...
But I know I've done well by him this time. He may not be proud of me, but he ought to be proud of the family name, and what it means.
Not like I faced the Bringer for -him-, anyway...
Written By Jeremiah
Feb. 19, 2017, 11:20 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
[Written in a precise, flowing, almost delicate hand.]
Things I should see done(if you read this, ask me and chide me):
Purchase a dog.
Purchase a cat.
Purchase some leather armor.
Meet with Valery.
Attempt to contact the High Council once more about the Common Council.
Schedule a new Commoners' Court Assembly with Julea soon.
Attempt to meet with the new Regent.
Things I should see done(if you read this, ask me and chide me):
Purchase a dog.
Purchase a cat.
Purchase some leather armor.
Meet with Valery.
Attempt to contact the High Council once more about the Common Council.
Schedule a new Commoners' Court Assembly with Julea soon.
Attempt to meet with the new Regent.
Written By Niccolo
Feb. 19, 2017, 11:18 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
I made a discovery today.
Some southern pepper sauces can separate the men, from the other men with a little less tolerance for them. I don't think my throat will ever be the same, after drinking that sauce straight as I did.
Luca, I'm truly sorry about this. However, you did the Champions proud.
Some southern pepper sauces can separate the men, from the other men with a little less tolerance for them. I don't think my throat will ever be the same, after drinking that sauce straight as I did.
Luca, I'm truly sorry about this. However, you did the Champions proud.
Written By Khloe
Feb. 19, 2017, 11:16 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
I could benefit from a patron, it seems. But who would patron me, and what sort of marketable service would I provide?
Written By Jeremiah
Feb. 19, 2017, 11:15 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
We grieve for the dead, and when we do, our grief takes three forms. First, we publicly grieve--we grieve for the woman as she was, visible to all. We grieve for the man that walked the streets, the things he said and did in full view of all--we do this together. This is the most obvious way we grieve--it is the only form of grief that is not lonely.
The rest are worse--but truer.
We grieve for the one we lost, the one none other knew--we grieve for the private jokes that none else can remember but us. We grieve a selfish grief--we grieve the loss of nights and memories. But in this at least we can speak--we can tell these tells, share them, hold them, write them down--remember.
The last grief is the worst--it is the grief of the death of how the lost viewed us. The grief of who we were to them--a piece of us dies with them, unable to reclaimed this side of death. We grieve for ourselves, and for what we one day will be. It is something that must be done alone, unshared. I wish it were not so.
The rest are worse--but truer.
We grieve for the one we lost, the one none other knew--we grieve for the private jokes that none else can remember but us. We grieve a selfish grief--we grieve the loss of nights and memories. But in this at least we can speak--we can tell these tells, share them, hold them, write them down--remember.
The last grief is the worst--it is the grief of the death of how the lost viewed us. The grief of who we were to them--a piece of us dies with them, unable to reclaimed this side of death. We grieve for ourselves, and for what we one day will be. It is something that must be done alone, unshared. I wish it were not so.
Written By Niccolo
Feb. 19, 2017, 11:11 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Nadia
I've sat here trying to figure what to write down. Not because Nadia didn't mean anything to me. Not because I don't know what I'm feeling. I'm quite aware of what I am feeling. But, I'm not as sure of how I put this into words? Or how I keep writing about these things.
I've lost much since all this started. My wife, one of my daughters and now, a friend. Nadia called me her friend and to be honest, I wasn't always the best of friends. I wasn't always available to speak to her when she wanted, or see her when she asked. I was busy, the world seemed to be ending and time felt so very short.
Time is, so very short.
I am sorry, my friend that I wasn't a better friend to you. I'm sorry that I didn't, see you more often, that time would keep working against us. I will always be grateful of the moments we did share, the times we listened to each other and I will forever miss you. And when I finally get a chance to visit the mountains of Stonedeep, I will sing a song for you.
I've lost much since all this started. My wife, one of my daughters and now, a friend. Nadia called me her friend and to be honest, I wasn't always the best of friends. I wasn't always available to speak to her when she wanted, or see her when she asked. I was busy, the world seemed to be ending and time felt so very short.
Time is, so very short.
I am sorry, my friend that I wasn't a better friend to you. I'm sorry that I didn't, see you more often, that time would keep working against us. I will always be grateful of the moments we did share, the times we listened to each other and I will forever miss you. And when I finally get a chance to visit the mountains of Stonedeep, I will sing a song for you.
Written By Signe
Feb. 19, 2017, 11:06 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Cirroch
The Marquis Cirroch Sanna seems like an amicable fellow. I kind of regret not having met the man back in the North, but he was probably busy back then attending to... Marquisineseial duties. I, on the other hand, was sneaking off into the woods, stalking Mydas and Gurdy whenever they had archery lessons. There's a time and place for everything so I guess the universe just decided that present day Arx would be the best time for us to finally meet. I wonder if my brothers knew him before though. More importantly, does he have pets of his own?
Written By Tristan
Feb. 19, 2017, 11:05 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Lark
Although, in the past, I used to catalogue her as another spoilt princess, of late she and I have come to an understanding.
Also, this is very important.
She is no longer a princess. She is now a High Lord.
Makes all the difference.
Also, this is very important.
She is no longer a princess. She is now a High Lord.
Makes all the difference.
Written By Tristan
Feb. 19, 2017, 11:02 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
There are days when I want to go live in the woods, a million miles from anyone, with some horses, dogs, and cats, safely away from all manner of human idiocy.
That said, some bizarre quirk of my character keeps me here, being responsible and doing what I can to serve while Alaric sleeps.
Besides, it's a very bad time for living in the woods. There be Bringers.
That said, some bizarre quirk of my character keeps me here, being responsible and doing what I can to serve while Alaric sleeps.
Besides, it's a very bad time for living in the woods. There be Bringers.
Written By Signe
Feb. 19, 2017, 11 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Freja
Once again, I find solace between the trees and moonlight. Nadia shall never be forgotten. I swear it.
I also hope that nothing comes out of the forest to drag me into the abyss. If Freja would come here to sing for me, that would be very much appreciated, but I don't think anyone else leaves the city after dark. At least, no one enters the forest. They mostly go to the beaches.
After all this, I blame Freja for having a heavenly voice and dedicating her song to my beloved cousin. Otherwise, I'd probably have stayed longer to watch the folks wrestle themselves into the mud. Either that, or I'd have had more whiskey.
I should have stolen a bottle of whiskey away. Could use one right now.
I also hope that nothing comes out of the forest to drag me into the abyss. If Freja would come here to sing for me, that would be very much appreciated, but I don't think anyone else leaves the city after dark. At least, no one enters the forest. They mostly go to the beaches.
After all this, I blame Freja for having a heavenly voice and dedicating her song to my beloved cousin. Otherwise, I'd probably have stayed longer to watch the folks wrestle themselves into the mud. Either that, or I'd have had more whiskey.
I should have stolen a bottle of whiskey away. Could use one right now.
Written By Joscelin
Feb. 19, 2017, 10:52 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
Who needs children when you have weird family?
I'm serious. I have my self-adopted family and we had dinner tonight. It was wonderful, and entertaining, and sobering.
Who needs children when you have weird family?
I'm serious. I have my self-adopted family and we had dinner tonight. It was wonderful, and entertaining, and sobering.
I miss Felix.
I miss Ianthe. I miss Myrinda.
Sometimes I even miss Keno.
I'm serious. I have my self-adopted family and we had dinner tonight. It was wonderful, and entertaining, and sobering.
Who needs children when you have weird family?
I'm serious. I have my self-adopted family and we had dinner tonight. It was wonderful, and entertaining, and sobering.
I miss Felix.
I miss Ianthe. I miss Myrinda.
Sometimes I even miss Keno.
Written By Costas
Feb. 19, 2017, 10:49 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Caelis
A fine companion to sail with and poised enough to handle herself on a ship with a crew like mine. I certainly appreciated her game wit as a counterpoint to the grim, frowning Thraxans we fleeted with.
Written By Costas
Feb. 19, 2017, 10:46 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Abbas
I thought I saw this man sail his ship off of the top of a wave and crush another beneath the plummeting hull.
I should probably stop drinking when I'm out on a mission.
I should probably stop drinking when I'm out on a mission.
Written By Audric
Feb. 19, 2017, 10:23 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Julea
There aren't many people who come to me looking as lost as she did who wind up being as solid an ally as she's become. Oh, sure, for a while it was kind of annoying to have to explain every little detail, but that time's long past. Now she's a valuable ally, even if she does have a tendency to make really, really bad puns. Still haven't entirely forgiven that whole sellsword thing, Jules. I'll get you for that eventually.
Written By Barric
Feb. 19, 2017, 10:15 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Michael
Michael Bisland is one of my oldest friends. He's a good man. We grew up together spending a lot of time with all of the children his parents would have gathered around them at any time. I think he thinks he needs to fill his father's shoes but I don't believe that's a healthy way to go through life. He can be his own man and be successful.
Written By Deva
Feb. 19, 2017, 10:06 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Sigurd
I have begun to know Sigurd better through his position as liaison between the Ministry of Defense and Redrain. In our talks, I have found him to be a reliable man with the best interests of the north and compact at heart. It's nice to be able to work through such serious topics with someone who can laugh at the absurdity of the world, too.
Written By Sigurd
Feb. 19, 2017, 9:57 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Cirroch
I still say that there was no way we could have known that copper mine was almost exhausted, and I'm sticking to that.
What the future might have been, had you married into the family back then. But I am eager to make the man's acquaintance now, and glad to see the North turning out another man of quality. We need such men now, more than ever.
What the future might have been, had you married into the family back then. But I am eager to make the man's acquaintance now, and glad to see the North turning out another man of quality. We need such men now, more than ever.
Written By Sigurd
Feb. 19, 2017, 9:55 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
Attended the Memorial for some time for my Duchess Nadia.
So many spoke of her in glowing terms, but that is not how I remember her. Not as a Duchess. Not as a warrior or a general or a leader.
I only remember the little girl with rosegold curls, a stubborn scowl on her face as she got up after being tossed by that horse /again/, cussing her heart out and storming up to the beast, as if to cow it with her stare.
I remember that same girl, hefting a sword almost as long as she was, insisting she was big enough to use it, despite her father and mine's assertions she could wait. She never liked waiting.
I grew up with Nadia. I was almost a brother to her, rather than a cousin. I watched her grow, because I grew with her. I watched her inherit her Duchy with almost no training, and do her best to do well by it. Whatever else she was, she had a good soul, and I will never forget that.
I'm sorry, Nadia. I would have been there, had I known. That will haunt me forever.
But the memory of your fierceness, your love, and your wonderful smile and forever optimism...That will stay in me forever as well.
Goodbye.
So many spoke of her in glowing terms, but that is not how I remember her. Not as a Duchess. Not as a warrior or a general or a leader.
I only remember the little girl with rosegold curls, a stubborn scowl on her face as she got up after being tossed by that horse /again/, cussing her heart out and storming up to the beast, as if to cow it with her stare.
I remember that same girl, hefting a sword almost as long as she was, insisting she was big enough to use it, despite her father and mine's assertions she could wait. She never liked waiting.
I grew up with Nadia. I was almost a brother to her, rather than a cousin. I watched her grow, because I grew with her. I watched her inherit her Duchy with almost no training, and do her best to do well by it. Whatever else she was, she had a good soul, and I will never forget that.
I'm sorry, Nadia. I would have been there, had I known. That will haunt me forever.
But the memory of your fierceness, your love, and your wonderful smile and forever optimism...That will stay in me forever as well.
Goodbye.
Written By Samantha
Feb. 19, 2017, 9:53 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Edain
I cannot say I have ever really had an opportunity to speak to Prince Edain in anything other than polite passing and when addressed in Assembly. I knew what all others know, that he is a devout man, a compassionate man, a man who has recently suffered great loss, and is dedicated to serving his people.
But having the fortune of spending some time with him just a few days ago, I am not surprised to find that we are like-minded in many opinions and that he is highly enjoyable to talk to. Sincerity and empathy have power that so few people understand. We've been corresponding about my gradually growing menagerie, which for the most part presently consists of birds. Sir Roland's mate had hatched some owlets, and he gifted me with a little beauty I have named Coquette.
But having the fortune of spending some time with him just a few days ago, I am not surprised to find that we are like-minded in many opinions and that he is highly enjoyable to talk to. Sincerity and empathy have power that so few people understand. We've been corresponding about my gradually growing menagerie, which for the most part presently consists of birds. Sir Roland's mate had hatched some owlets, and he gifted me with a little beauty I have named Coquette.
Written By Samantha
Feb. 19, 2017, 9:43 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
The Harvest Festival seemed to go quite well, so I suppose it's vain to wish that there had been more people. I had truly hoped more would be interested in a slice of Crownlands culture, but there will be other events in the future, and it would be a far cry not to call this one a success.
There were many faces that I hadn't seen in some time, as well as a few new ones. But I must admit, the highlight of the evening for me was RIDING A BEAR. I RODE A BEAR. It seems like a once in a lifetime experience and I will remember it until the day I do.
As a sidenote: Sir Rymarr Lyonesse eats pie in a manner that borders on the pornographic. In case anyone wished to know.
There were many faces that I hadn't seen in some time, as well as a few new ones. But I must admit, the highlight of the evening for me was RIDING A BEAR. I RODE A BEAR. It seems like a once in a lifetime experience and I will remember it until the day I do.
As a sidenote: Sir Rymarr Lyonesse eats pie in a manner that borders on the pornographic. In case anyone wished to know.
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