Written By Fairen
Feb. 12, 2017, 8:21 p.m.(11/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Tomwell
My dear brother. Always with his eyes on the horizon.
I do wonder how much it would cost me to make a fake shark, though. A life-sized model. That could be fun.
I do wonder how much it would cost me to make a fake shark, though. A life-sized model. That could be fun.
Written By Joslyn
Feb. 12, 2017, 8:13 p.m.(11/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Calandra
Calandra is a whisper that was born and raised here in Arx. I met her upon my return home, in fact within the day. She was sweet but shy, and I certainly can understand given the situation that first brought us together. Since then, we've grown quite close, and I find myself looking forward to more trips to the whisper house as more time goes on. She is lovely, and beautiful, and I love her clothes and jewelry. Aside from all that, she is incredibly kind and warm, I'm so glad to know her, and I hope there is more where that came from.
Written By Rowan
Feb. 12, 2017, 7:11 p.m.(11/28/1005 AR)
A gaunt and starving wolf, half dead with hunger, met a hunting hound at the edge of the wood. "Cousin!" said the hound. "I always knew this would be your fate. Your wild and unpredictable life will be the ruin of you. Why don't you work steady as I do, and have your food given to you?"
Wolf thought about it and the pain in his gut and said, "I am desperate. I would have no objection, if only I could find a place."
"That is easy enough," said the hound. "Come with me to meet my master, and you can share in my work. He'll show you just how to do everything."
So Wolf and Hound went together to the master's estate. On their way, Wolf noticed a worn place around the Hound's neck where the fur would not grow. He asked the hound how it had come about.
"It is nothing," Hound assured the Wolf. "It is only where my master puts the collar to chain me up. It chafes a little, but one soon gets used to it."
"Is that all - " said Wolf, as he turned and returned to the woods.
Wolf thought about it and the pain in his gut and said, "I am desperate. I would have no objection, if only I could find a place."
"That is easy enough," said the hound. "Come with me to meet my master, and you can share in my work. He'll show you just how to do everything."
So Wolf and Hound went together to the master's estate. On their way, Wolf noticed a worn place around the Hound's neck where the fur would not grow. He asked the hound how it had come about.
"It is nothing," Hound assured the Wolf. "It is only where my master puts the collar to chain me up. It chafes a little, but one soon gets used to it."
"Is that all - " said Wolf, as he turned and returned to the woods.
Written By Jael
Feb. 12, 2017, 6:54 p.m.(11/28/1005 AR)
For the first time, I feel as if I may be getting my feet beneath me in the city. It's strange, so many people of so many classes, all packed in so tightly. But running the Gauntlet, having a chance to joke and challenge with others from the Oathlands, reminded me that while I may only be familiar with home, home is in the people and the relationships, and those are everywhere.
Written By Preston
Feb. 12, 2017, 6:53 p.m.(11/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Rainier
It is good to see someone putting an effort into encouraging the orders to cross-train: if helps us all, and in these times we need all the help we can get.
Written By Eleyna
Feb. 12, 2017, 6:34 p.m.(11/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Isolde
I hate the circumstances that brought us closer together, but I cannot regret the chance to get to know her more as the women we are now than as we were as children.
Bright, fierce, utterly self-possessed. She doesn't flinch from darkness nor try to eradicate it. She embraces it and illuminates it, like moonlight sweeping over the world in the dead of night.
Yet, I also enjoy her humor and her wit. I love her because she's family, but I'm actually coming to like and rely upon her, which is altogether more rare.
Bright, fierce, utterly self-possessed. She doesn't flinch from darkness nor try to eradicate it. She embraces it and illuminates it, like moonlight sweeping over the world in the dead of night.
Yet, I also enjoy her humor and her wit. I love her because she's family, but I'm actually coming to like and rely upon her, which is altogether more rare.
Written By Malena
Feb. 12, 2017, 6:15 p.m.(11/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Merek
My brother, my twin, the other side of the coin.
Written By Khanne
Feb. 12, 2017, 6:12 p.m.(11/28/1005 AR)
Somewhere along my recent path, I have lost my balance. I cannot pinpoint one occurrence that set me off course. I speak of threads a lot. The threads of our lives, our fates, and how they are woven together. Others speak of them too, of the tapestries woven and unwoven.
My tapestry seems to have become frayed.
I still hold the threads, and I am trying to weave it together once more. Perhaps it will be slightly different, but, I will be whole again. I will find my balance once more...
I will.
My tapestry seems to have become frayed.
I still hold the threads, and I am trying to weave it together once more. Perhaps it will be slightly different, but, I will be whole again. I will find my balance once more...
I will.
Written By Talen
Feb. 12, 2017, 4:36 p.m.(11/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Acacia
The Culler woman is back in town. Did you get bored sailing the seven seas on your boat? Or did you not yet get a boat? Where did you even go?
Written By Talen
Feb. 12, 2017, 4:34 p.m.(11/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Caprice
My cousin is home. It seems we have a lot to talk about.
Written By Ida
Feb. 12, 2017, 3:31 p.m.(11/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Agnarr
Having fought Master Agnarr, who is a giant of a Redrain man, I feel like I can say with some measure of authority that I might be capable of wrestling a bear. While I jest, mostly, it was a really awesome spar and I am pretty happy with my performance. The fight lasted longer than I thought it might, though in the end I lost and, thus, owe the Redrain housecarl and Valorous a weapon of his choosing. I really kind of thought I was coming back and might win, but, alas. So close. Maybe next time!
Written By Cristoph
Feb. 12, 2017, 3:05 p.m.(11/28/1005 AR)
So Ida opened his asylum, which I am sure he would argue is terribly scientific, but from my interactions with the man I cannot half help but wonder if he should be an inmate within. Still, I helped him with founding it and with luck the establishment will do some good.
Written By Cristoph
Feb. 12, 2017, 3:02 p.m.(11/28/1005 AR)
The banquet was a success, insomuch as my larders and cellar are now empty and no blood was spilled. Less cynically there seems to be a gratifying number of letters thanking me for the evening and it was wonderful to see so many attend.
All in all a success and something to repeat, though not too soon so as to avoid such events growing stale.
All in all a success and something to repeat, though not too soon so as to avoid such events growing stale.
Written By Agnarr
Feb. 12, 2017, 2:49 p.m.(11/28/1005 AR)
Ah, the whiskey and steel will flow. Going to need good boots.
Written By Calypso
Feb. 12, 2017, 2:12 p.m.(11/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Caelis
It is so good to have my cousin Caelis back in the city and with the family. I'm sure there are many tales to be told and adventures discovered between when I last saw her in Southport and now. Time really does have a way of both changing people and leaving them exactly as you left them. A grown woman with the same mischevious glint in her eyes. I can't wait for our adventures to coexist once more.
Written By Ansel
Feb. 12, 2017, 1:24 p.m.(11/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Isabeau
Princess Isabeau returned at nearly the same time as Prince Beaumont, it seems.
I only remember talking briefly with her when visiting Sanctum, or when the Valardins came up to Telmarch, but she was always such a kind presence. I don't know if her and the Princess were as close as I was with Lily growing up, but they seem to know each other well, even now as adults.
She has a different manner than the Princess. A bit more direct, perhaps. Hard to get a finger on it exactly. But seeing Prince Beaumont with his sisters made me grateful for my own. Honor may well be the strength of the Oathlands, but the families are the backbone.
I only remember talking briefly with her when visiting Sanctum, or when the Valardins came up to Telmarch, but she was always such a kind presence. I don't know if her and the Princess were as close as I was with Lily growing up, but they seem to know each other well, even now as adults.
She has a different manner than the Princess. A bit more direct, perhaps. Hard to get a finger on it exactly. But seeing Prince Beaumont with his sisters made me grateful for my own. Honor may well be the strength of the Oathlands, but the families are the backbone.
Written By Ansel
Feb. 12, 2017, 1:19 p.m.(11/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Beaumont
Prince Beaumont is back, and in spectacular fashion.
I always enjoyed the Prince's visits to Telmarch, and not just because the Princess usually came along as well. He always managed to irk Tobias in the most satisfying of ways. Grandstanding, surely, but endearingly so. And certainly not undeservedly so.
It'll be good to have the Prince back around. I hope we have a shot at the Gauntlet together again soon.
I always enjoyed the Prince's visits to Telmarch, and not just because the Princess usually came along as well. He always managed to irk Tobias in the most satisfying of ways. Grandstanding, surely, but endearingly so. And certainly not undeservedly so.
It'll be good to have the Prince back around. I hope we have a shot at the Gauntlet together again soon.
Written By Tristram
Feb. 12, 2017, 12:52 p.m.(11/28/1005 AR)
I thought I'd put this in a seperate entry. I think I might open a restaurant, and have food in from all over the Oathlands and other regions, a gourmet sort of place that'll be sort of like the Salon with a lot less frou-frou. It's going to take time and money, but I think it'll be worth it. Now to think about names...
Written By Remi
Feb. 12, 2017, 12:52 p.m.(11/28/1005 AR)
The time has come for me to return to the halls of my family, To return to life in the light once more rather than the shadows I have grown so fond of. Will I weather the coming storm or shall I be consumed by it once more? Will there be bloodshed awaiting my return or the open arms of family, as open as one can expect them to be after such a time and the subterfuge of hiding my hold on this life secret from them after my wreck.
Already I can smell the stench of the city and it isn't yet in sight fully, That dreadful scent of filth and misery that fills some of those city streets. Perhaps though this time it will be different, Maybe it is me holding to the thoughts and feelings of the past. What lays behind me also my future, but what lays ahead holds much uncertainty.. this is a new game, a new path. A new balance sought.
Already I can smell the stench of the city and it isn't yet in sight fully, That dreadful scent of filth and misery that fills some of those city streets. Perhaps though this time it will be different, Maybe it is me holding to the thoughts and feelings of the past. What lays behind me also my future, but what lays ahead holds much uncertainty.. this is a new game, a new path. A new balance sought.
Written By Tristram
Feb. 12, 2017, 12:51 p.m.(11/28/1005 AR)
This week is filled with trepidation and excitement. We ride! Facing the Bringers in massed combat as our first real test as a people and an army. With any luck, we'll do the Valardin name proud, and save the Crownlands for now--at least long enough for us to catch a breather and educate ourselves more. Things have been tough with the sense of constant trepidation I've been feeling, and so I've been a great deal more cautious. The first training under Ansel with Calypso looking on went well for MiniDef. I look forward to more. But for now: may Gloria guide our arms and our cause!
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