Written By Killian
Dec. 18, 2016, 8:46 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)
Well..that was certainly interesting. Aislin drug me to the bonfire and hunt, and for reasons I will never understand I joined in on the hunt. I think I may have offended her cousin, whom I assured I would most likely come in last place when instead I drug back a ridiculously large buck. I tried to explain it was entirely a matter of pure blind luck, the woman who took down the two does spooked the buck, and it charged me...when I dove out of the way, it hit the tree and snapped its neck. I drug it back, but it's a matter of pure luck and nothing more. Still, all in all the event was certainly fun. To say that Whisper was a hit would be an understatement, she didn't seem to mind being the center of some attention.
Written By Ida
Dec. 18, 2016, 8:40 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)
Not often, but perhaps every once in awhile, with loss comes something to help soften the blow. Even the passing of my husband eventually led to my life in Arx, so maybe it is true more often than I give it credit for. As usual, though, I go on.
I felt the loss of Baron Eos more keenly than I think I expected. Not in some ridiculous unrequited crush sort of way, of course. I just never expected him to be gone.
I wrote before about meeting Lady Niamh Greenmarch, who I admire. More recently, I've had the fortune of meeting more of the family and, by Gloria, what wonderful people. Young, the lot of them - which I do not mean as an insult - but I find myself fond of each of them already. Ladies Neve and Eirlys are like brilliant stars, so full of life and energy. Lords Rowan and Fiachra are a bit more reserved, but also such kind and pleasant company.
Losses can not be filled, I don't think, but perhaps the gods send us something to help soften the blow a little.
I felt the loss of Baron Eos more keenly than I think I expected. Not in some ridiculous unrequited crush sort of way, of course. I just never expected him to be gone.
I wrote before about meeting Lady Niamh Greenmarch, who I admire. More recently, I've had the fortune of meeting more of the family and, by Gloria, what wonderful people. Young, the lot of them - which I do not mean as an insult - but I find myself fond of each of them already. Ladies Neve and Eirlys are like brilliant stars, so full of life and energy. Lords Rowan and Fiachra are a bit more reserved, but also such kind and pleasant company.
Losses can not be filled, I don't think, but perhaps the gods send us something to help soften the blow a little.
Written By Gisele
Dec. 18, 2016, 8:38 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)
Vellichor, help me keep my eyes and ears open, my hands steady, my head raised. I am not your strongest servant, or your brightest, or your best, but my heart is yours, my will and my thoughts, all yours. What comes I will record for you and for those who follow after. May it please you, may it shed light on the darkness. By your will and your grace let mine be an open mind.
Written By Fortunato
Dec. 18, 2016, 8:37 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Eos
A sketch. Multiple sketches, bit shaky-handed. A star on a pedastal. It looks as if it were meant to be backlit by a flame, the hint of a fiery outline remains, but has been mostly scribbled out. Makes it look backed by shadow. A lion's pawprint in tilled ground with the ghostly outline of a circle around it. The parchment is further marred by other shapes, scribbled out.
Written By Sudara
Dec. 18, 2016, 8:36 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Juliet
The cousin of my friend Prospero, this young lady apparently has something of a reputation behind her. But it would be a rather short-sighted Pravus who took gossip as truth: for myself, I have found the young lady of Fidante to be nothing but amiable and persistently pleasant company. She even turns out to have something of a scholarly bent, which has proved a welcome surprise. And now, she has founded a salon, to which I have been invited. How well an ink-stained and aging widow might be received by others, I do not know. But I have hopes of at least marginally expanding my social circle within Arx.
Written By Fortunato
Dec. 18, 2016, 8:31 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Joscelin
A sketch. A bracelet lying on a soft hillock. Hillock one tuft of a beach of hillocks. The sea beyond them, a bit rough, but in that slightly frothy way that adds visual dramatic interest rather than actively threatens.
Written By Aislin
Dec. 18, 2016, 8:29 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)
The Archscholar's entry grieving all the things we've lost... it reminds me it's probably time I start taking more of my notes and placing them into white journals again.
And, perhaps, to schedule the next full Society gathering, to trade what new bits of knowledge we can, to piece together more of the past to take back to the Archives.
And, perhaps, to schedule the next full Society gathering, to trade what new bits of knowledge we can, to piece together more of the past to take back to the Archives.
Written By Darrow
Dec. 18, 2016, 8:28 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Cassius
Knight of Solace.
Doesn't speak much.
Thus more preferable company.
Doesn't speak much.
Thus more preferable company.
Written By Darrow
Dec. 18, 2016, 8:26 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)
Is everything a party in this city?
At least I got to hit something at this one.
-KoS
At least I got to hit something at this one.
-KoS
Written By Killian
Dec. 18, 2016, 8:25 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Joscelin
She's a rather skilled huntress, by all appearances. Of course, by appearances, so am I..so that remains to be seen if it's true. It was so very gracious of her to insist I keep the prize of the buck, despite clearly having only scored it by accident.
Written By Branan
Dec. 18, 2016, 8:24 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)
I must remember who I am in my core. Only this knowledge will see me to clarity.
I must never stop being who I am for the approval of others. Even if I dance and sing and juggle for the amusement of others, it is for my own comfort I work.
Coin does not grow if planted in the ground. And I do not like being hungry.
I must never stop being who I am for the approval of others. Even if I dance and sing and juggle for the amusement of others, it is for my own comfort I work.
Coin does not grow if planted in the ground. And I do not like being hungry.
Written By Branan
Dec. 18, 2016, 8:21 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)
A week of drama and a week of toil,
A week of exhaustion and a week of sweat,
A week of planting, of tilling the soil,
A week of investments some would call bet.
A week of realizations and a week of research,
a week of storms and a week for hearts,
A week of combing over archives of the church,
And a week of making new, fresh starts.
A week of exhaustion and a week of sweat,
A week of planting, of tilling the soil,
A week of investments some would call bet.
A week of realizations and a week of research,
a week of storms and a week for hearts,
A week of combing over archives of the church,
And a week of making new, fresh starts.
Written By Felix
Dec. 18, 2016, 8:19 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)
I'd never been on a hunt before, but everyone seemed to have had a great deal of fun at Duchess Belladonna Pravus' event. It was good to get away from the forge for a little while.
Written By Max
Dec. 18, 2016, 8:16 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)
It's been a week of contemplation and quiet expansion. Many things are afoot. I am contemplating... many things.
Momentous things that will affect the direction of my people for generations to come.
This isn't what I was supposed to spend my late teens doing.
I should be bathing in blood and glory.
Instead, I'm studying economics.
Fuck you, Ixion.
Fuck you so much.
I miss you.
Momentous things that will affect the direction of my people for generations to come.
This isn't what I was supposed to spend my late teens doing.
I should be bathing in blood and glory.
Instead, I'm studying economics.
Fuck you, Ixion.
Fuck you so much.
I miss you.
Written By Sudara
Dec. 18, 2016, 8:15 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Cybele
Referred to me by the Archscholar, this rather unusual young man is striking even by the standards of someone accustomed to the tastes and fashions of the Truesworn. Conversation with him is yet to settle into a particularly conventional format, but it is certainly fascinating to make up one side of an encounter between an inveterate bookworm and someone raised in a firmly oral culture. I sincerely hope that we might both benefit from what we learn, about ourselves as well as each other.
Written By Max
Dec. 18, 2016, 8:07 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)
I got Darrow moved in.
I played a bit of a joke on him, and I can't wait to see how he takes it.
I put in some luxuries. Little things. A scented candle. A soft comforter on the bed. A painting on the wall.
Nothing truly spectacular, just enough to bring the room some color.
Just to tweak his nose a bit.
It's good to be the Count.
I played a bit of a joke on him, and I can't wait to see how he takes it.
I put in some luxuries. Little things. A scented candle. A soft comforter on the bed. A painting on the wall.
Nothing truly spectacular, just enough to bring the room some color.
Just to tweak his nose a bit.
It's good to be the Count.
Written By Darrow
Dec. 18, 2016, 8:05 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)
Count Darkwater had a room decorated for me - the suite of Lament, fitting in with the decor by mirroring with my keep on the Isle of Lacrimus.
...but it's decorated.
...I hate decorations.
I will have to strip it. All I need is a desk and a chest. This ridiculous four-poster darkwood monstrosity can go to firewood. Give me a pallet, so that I can feel the ache of the stone.
-KoS
...but it's decorated.
...I hate decorations.
I will have to strip it. All I need is a desk and a chest. This ridiculous four-poster darkwood monstrosity can go to firewood. Give me a pallet, so that I can feel the ache of the stone.
-KoS
Written By Aurora
Dec. 18, 2016, 7:22 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)
I have found allies in the strangest of places, with the strangest of people. I am working hard to see that the Mummers are once again the focal point of the city's entertainment, but there is still much to be done and many people I need to speak with. You would think nobles would be falling out of the sky for the chance to have their name on the marquee in big bold letters showing who is to thank for the latest production.
Written By Rowan
Dec. 18, 2016, 7:06 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
I'm pretty sure my mother wishes I would be more like my sister. She does well by her title and has been here in Arx ahead of me by three years, making a name for herself and the Greenwood.
She still won't fall for my pranks and still rolls her eyes at my jokes. At least her elk still likes me better.
She still won't fall for my pranks and still rolls her eyes at my jokes. At least her elk still likes me better.
Written By Joscelin
Dec. 18, 2016, 7:05 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)
The bonfire and hunt sponsored by the Duchess Belladonna Pravus was quite a success. I helped Felix Meadson bring in his supplies, and promptly met up with Ianthe to join the hunt. I wasn't dressed for it, in the silks that Myri-Mother made me for the archery contest last summer. But as I meant to shoot my pray and not wrestle it, I figured I would do alright.
And I did! Two fat does, I think I brought in the bulk of the meat for the dinner. But! I missed the eight-prong beauty that had been with my ladies when I spotted them. They went down like willing sacrifices and he took off like a coward-!
What? Oh yes, someone caught him. I think I overheard someone call him Lord Killian of Ashford? Yes, and no, I'm not going to tell you his hunting tale! That's his and I'll not touch it. And don't you dare believe him; it takes skill to dodge a charging buck.
And I did! Two fat does, I think I brought in the bulk of the meat for the dinner. But! I missed the eight-prong beauty that had been with my ladies when I spotted them. They went down like willing sacrifices and he took off like a coward-!
What? Oh yes, someone caught him. I think I overheard someone call him Lord Killian of Ashford? Yes, and no, I'm not going to tell you his hunting tale! That's his and I'll not touch it. And don't you dare believe him; it takes skill to dodge a charging buck.
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