Written By Bethany
Dec. 18, 2016, 12:47 a.m.(6/1/1005 AR)
That - that painting.
Written By Eleyna
Dec. 17, 2016, 9:52 p.m.(6/1/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Sylvie
Lady Sylvie and I were not especially close when I lived in Gemecitta after my last marriage. Ludovico and I spent most of our time at his manor house away from the court and so our exchanges were always brief, murmured niceties in passing.
Since coming to the city, Lady Zaffria has proven a graceful and intelligent influence. Unflappable, beautiful, and elegant. I would dare to call her a friend.
Since coming to the city, Lady Zaffria has proven a graceful and intelligent influence. Unflappable, beautiful, and elegant. I would dare to call her a friend.
Written By Dagon
Dec. 17, 2016, 8:46 p.m.(6/1/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Vincere
We had a productive meeting today, and it has left me with some new considerations, which is always a positive thing.
Hopefully our paths will cross once again sooner rather than later.
Hopefully our paths will cross once again sooner rather than later.
Written By Margot
Dec. 17, 2016, 8:07 p.m.(6/1/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Aldwin
I can only aspire to one day possess a fraction of such wisdom.
Written By Isolde
Dec. 17, 2016, 7:56 p.m.(6/1/1005 AR)
Let me go, and the whole world will shatter,
Look at me, and your whole world will matter.
Written By Lianne
Dec. 17, 2016, 7:25 p.m.(6/1/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Cassius
Knight of Solace. Met at a lovely party back at home in Setarco which he absolutely loathed. Which, of course, made him the most interesting thing at the party. He bore my questions well, and continues to humor my curiosity.
Written By Cassius
Dec. 17, 2016, 7:12 p.m.(6/1/1005 AR)
Comedy is difficult.
Not everyone should attempt it.
I should not attempt it.
Not everyone should attempt it.
I should not attempt it.
Written By Julea
Dec. 17, 2016, 6:29 p.m.(6/1/1005 AR)
I think, I have had enough of Arx, or maybe it has had enough of me. And I need to not be here for a bit before I do anything else stupid.
I'll be back for the trip.
I'll be back for the trip.
Written By Isolde
Dec. 17, 2016, 5:51 p.m.(5/28/1005 AR)
Mirrors.
The Lyceum revere mirrors. We worship the Thirteenth freely. Our funerals are dedications to passing beyond the Reflection. We haven't been cursed by mirrors. We haven't been destroyed by mirrors. We do not fall prey to the superstitions of mirrors.
My prayer for you, gentle reader, is that you no longer fear mirrors. So many rumors fly throughout the city, only to reinforce the terror a mirror inspires. Logic will show you to the Lyceum. How can a whole people revere mirrors and stay safe? Perhaps because mirrors are not to be feared.
Rumors, assumptions, false equivalency... do not fall for these tricks. Do not let your strength be diminished. Do not let your fear allow you to discount the words of a Mirrormask. Reason. Logic. Even these can be paths to faith and glory.
The Lyceum revere mirrors. We worship the Thirteenth freely. Our funerals are dedications to passing beyond the Reflection. We haven't been cursed by mirrors. We haven't been destroyed by mirrors. We do not fall prey to the superstitions of mirrors.
My prayer for you, gentle reader, is that you no longer fear mirrors. So many rumors fly throughout the city, only to reinforce the terror a mirror inspires. Logic will show you to the Lyceum. How can a whole people revere mirrors and stay safe? Perhaps because mirrors are not to be feared.
Rumors, assumptions, false equivalency... do not fall for these tricks. Do not let your strength be diminished. Do not let your fear allow you to discount the words of a Mirrormask. Reason. Logic. Even these can be paths to faith and glory.
Written By Anze
Dec. 17, 2016, 5:25 p.m.(5/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Eirene
I already knew I liked this foul mouthed southern doctor. First friend I made from the south, can drink like a mule, fight, and doesn't take any shit. Whats not to like?
But damn girl, playing matchmaker too? I swear on every spirit in the world, you're not buying a drink while I'm in the same room as you.
But damn girl, playing matchmaker too? I swear on every spirit in the world, you're not buying a drink while I'm in the same room as you.
Written By Eleyna
Dec. 17, 2016, 4:36 p.m.(5/28/1005 AR)
I think some should be very careful of how they speak of others, particularly when that other is a Velenosa princess. There is a line between showing concern and outright disrespect. A wise man should know that crossing that line could prove rather imprudent toward one's hope for living a long, healthy life.
Written By Deva
Dec. 17, 2016, 4:28 p.m.(5/28/1005 AR)
I know every way to get out of every nook and cranny at Farhaven. I know the quickest way to to the stables is to take half of the south corridor, duck into the servant's wing, and climb out the window that drops into the courtyard. I know that, if he's in a good mood, the armorer will turn a blind eye to someone trying to hide beneath a pile of leathers. If he's in a bad mood, the odds are better to hide in the bushes by the gate. I know that I aggravated every single one of our family guards on a daily basis. I know that no one ever dreamed of looking for me in the library, because why in the world would I ever be there?
But here? There's no hiding, here, no sneaking off to avoid the cook's wrath or painfully dull lessons. This city keeps getting smaller, but the rest of the world is expanding so quickly that it's making it hard to grasp the truth.
I need a new escape route.
But here? There's no hiding, here, no sneaking off to avoid the cook's wrath or painfully dull lessons. This city keeps getting smaller, but the rest of the world is expanding so quickly that it's making it hard to grasp the truth.
I need a new escape route.
Written By Valencia
Dec. 17, 2016, 4:19 p.m.(5/28/1005 AR)
Recent experience has keenly remind me that familiarity seems to breed contempt and that I am perceived as too soft. It would further seem that my effort to be kind has earned nothing but disrespect.
I have forgotten the fundamental rule of things I suppose. And now I sit unsure what to do.
Perhaps they are right. Perhaps a my more liberal views of the social strata are too naive. Perhaps I ought to treat people as they expect me to treat them, not as how I wish to treat them.
Why be silk when they demand steel?
~~~<~<@
I have forgotten the fundamental rule of things I suppose. And now I sit unsure what to do.
Perhaps they are right. Perhaps a my more liberal views of the social strata are too naive. Perhaps I ought to treat people as they expect me to treat them, not as how I wish to treat them.
Why be silk when they demand steel?
~~~<~<@
Written By Aksel
Dec. 17, 2016, 1:40 p.m.(5/28/1005 AR)
Not sure why I finding myself caring about someone else's problems. They're not my damn problems.
This shit isn't meant for you, Aksel. You tried, you offered, you can't just keep worrying about if they're just not interested. They got their own ways at sorting their stuff out, the least you can do is respect it. The fact that you think you can help is a little arrogant.
Keep your head down and do your job. It's what you're best at.
This shit isn't meant for you, Aksel. You tried, you offered, you can't just keep worrying about if they're just not interested. They got their own ways at sorting their stuff out, the least you can do is respect it. The fact that you think you can help is a little arrogant.
Keep your head down and do your job. It's what you're best at.
Written By Bethany
Dec. 17, 2016, 1:30 p.m.(5/28/1005 AR)
[ From the desk of B. Mercier, Steward: ]
These days are stranger, stranger than any fiction found in any book.
I can only suspect that the forces of the world conspire to see that events are too strange - too strong - to be mere coincidences.
How different, how terrible, how wonderful.
These days are stranger, stranger than any fiction found in any book.
I can only suspect that the forces of the world conspire to see that events are too strange - too strong - to be mere coincidences.
How different, how terrible, how wonderful.
Written By Serafine
Dec. 17, 2016, 1:23 p.m.(5/28/1005 AR)
Wrestling in the furs leads to no loser.
Unless your partner is a jackass.
Unless your partner is a jackass.
Written By Barric
Dec. 17, 2016, 1:08 p.m.(5/28/1005 AR)
I am not a good wrestler. Despite punching my way into a respectable finish at a previous Redrain event, this was a far less successful venture. I am half tempted to alter my training regimen to focus more on hand to hand, unarmed combat so that I do not lose feats of strength to a northern woman in a dress. But that is an immature response. Fighting and wrestling are fun, but maintaining my training in armed combat is far more useful. Still...I could use a win.
Written By Garza
Dec. 17, 2016, 11:34 a.m.(5/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Julea
Witty this one. Knows the Captain General, so I care a little more about her than I do most arses that cross my path.
She ain't bad with making blade, being a novice and all. Like's the teasing, see, it builds anticipation.
She ain't bad with making blade, being a novice and all. Like's the teasing, see, it builds anticipation.
Written By Garza
Dec. 17, 2016, 11:33 a.m.(5/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Jeremiah
He likes laughing into his drinks. Does it a lot. Even when wine tastes like piss. It's a little weird.
But to each their own.
But to each their own.
Written By Garza
Dec. 17, 2016, 11:31 a.m.(5/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Samantha
Ran into her at the Trader's. Stare at her a lot, which might have been a little creepy, but in my defense I was looking for potential coin.
She knows my name, if she wants to throw coin my way, she'll find me.
She knows my name, if she wants to throw coin my way, she'll find me.
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