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Written By Joscelin

Dec. 13, 2017, 4:31 p.m.(10/8/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Hana

I'm more than passing fond of my 'niece', and it's not often we drag ourselves out and away from our workplaces to carouse in public. What started as a lovely dinner catching up at the Traders Tavern became a torrid affair of giggles and horrible, dirty jokes when the lovely Acacia joined us. While we only drank the good stuff, my head hurt the next day and my face as well from all the laughter.

I'm fairly certain I made a terrible metaphor about sacrifices and virgin wool underpants spun by grandmothers or something, and I wouldn't be surprised if Bess never let me drink there ever again. Ever.

Written By Joscelin

Dec. 9, 2017, 10:36 p.m.(9/27/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Acacia

It's been too long since I've seen this wonderful woman. It was good to run into her at the Grotto, even better to share a drink and fine company. Note: must invite her over for scones before it gets too cold.

Written By Joscelin

Dec. 9, 2017, 10:15 p.m.(9/27/1007 AR)

Who said grief has a time limit? The bonds we make in this life can travel on, and on, and Gods, I do pray I will see you in the next life, our positions reversed, me looking up to you instead of the other way around.

I miss you, I hear a song or hear a joke and I forget, for a heartbeat, that you're not here to share it with. A story that comes up and I laugh and turn to call your name, and you aren't going to be there to answer me.

Twice, I have called for you in my sleep, my voice echoing off the walls of my home even as I wake and remember: you're dead, and you are not here anymore.

Some, I suspect, would rather I forget, wash my hands of old wounds and leave it be.

Robbed of our loved ones, what use is it to praise their absence, or forget it's an absence at all?

I breathe for you, I miss you, but I live for you, because you would kick my ass if I did anything less than live this life with all the joy to bring down mountains and shake the skies.

Written By Joscelin

Dec. 4, 2017, 11:13 p.m.(9/17/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Aureth

You motherfucker, I -sneezed- when I got home.

Written By Joscelin

Nov. 12, 2017, 9:45 p.m.(7/27/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Orathy

... Why? Can you not remember?

Written By Joscelin

Nov. 12, 2017, 2:32 p.m.(7/26/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Alaric

Nothing makes a woman panic like a meeting with the King.

Written By Joscelin

Nov. 11, 2017, 3:39 a.m.(7/23/1007 AR)

I get back from visiting to answer a few messages accumulated while I was gone, and my assistant is in a state of panic; I've been cleaned out! That has to be a record, and I've never heard my poor assistant ramble about stampeding, glaring princesses before.

He's new.

Anyway, I've a few more aquamarines in my personal supply, I'll have to work on a few other pieces into my stock on the morrow. I've some older designs to dust off and recast that these beauties will look lovely in.

Written By Joscelin

Nov. 11, 2017, 3:30 a.m.(7/23/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Aureth

I save my creative curses in a journal and look for things to rhyme them to, just for you.

Written By Joscelin

Nov. 10, 2017, 9:44 p.m.(7/23/1007 AR)

Jayus' turgid paintbrush. I am tired.

Travel is fine and all and I did love meeting other Crafters in other cities, learning new techniques, styles...

But I prefer home. Arx may be strange and full of .... unusual things, but it's home.

Oliver accompanied me for all of it. Well. I tried to run off ahead of him and he caught up with me by evening, and I received a scolding that scorched the walls of the inn. I'm stunned the proprietor didn't tuck a bill into my saddlebags.

Apparently, I'm not allowed to leave the city without a guard of at least two people, and after some negotiation I brought that down to one because I'm not about to waste Guild resources on a tour of major cities.

He called me stubborn.

I called him a jackass.

He stayed with me for the duration of the journey and actually played tour guide for some of it.

My head is full. I've much to consider.

Oh, also, if you tell someone beyond our borders that you're from Arx, you get strange looks and sometimes, outright laughter. I'm still trying to process all of this.

I will say again:

It's good to be home.

Written By Joscelin

Oct. 9, 2017, 11:52 a.m.(5/14/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Ida

If you've ever a need for weaponry of a particular intimate caliber, I'm proud that we have so many in the Crafters Guild that can offer such skill.

But I am biased, I'm afraid.

She's given me a gift, my Ida, to express my heart and I gave her complete reign to do as she felt inspiration guided her.

I'm beyond delighted. I am speechless.

Thank you, my beloved friend. They are perfect.

Written By Joscelin

Sept. 9, 2017, 8:24 p.m.(3/8/1007 AR)

I've done it. I've finished. They are now hanging in the Jayus Gallery of Art, all five of them.







I hope I've done them justice.

Written By Joscelin

Sept. 9, 2017, 7:46 p.m.(3/8/1007 AR)

I'm being courted, by the way. So. There's that.

Written By Joscelin

Sept. 9, 2017, 7:46 p.m.(3/8/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Ida

I'd like to state for the record that there's never been a body to hide, but if I did need to hide one, I would of course call Ida first.



What? No I'm not serious. Can I cross that out? Well dammit-


Lord-Commander Silas Whitehawk is a dear friend of mine and he can vouch for me; I'm about as criminal as cheesecake. Gods, have a sense of humor, scholar, you're going to pass out.

Written By Joscelin

Sept. 9, 2017, 7:44 p.m.(3/8/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Alarissa

When it comes to cats, my suggestion is a rich piece of raw fish sliced into little pieces and warmed a little.

Written By Joscelin

Sept. 3, 2017, 11:04 p.m.(2/22/1007 AR)

I can't keep up, so many birthing gifts! Please, my friends, let me catch up before you all get your second wind! Sheesh!



It is wonderful to watch such glorious, joyous chaos unfold.

Written By Joscelin

Sept. 2, 2017, 1:49 p.m.(2/19/1007 AR)

They're done. They're finally done.








Now what?

Written By Joscelin

Sept. 1, 2017, 11:34 a.m.(2/17/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Alarie

It's no secret I'm proud of my Crafters, the merchants, suppliers, traders, everyone involved in the Crafters Guild. Credit should be given to the proper artist when work is admired, when it's shared with others, when it's purchased and given as a gift. You wouldn't put the wrong name to a piece, to give credit where it isn't due, would you?

So as I am aware that my people make beautiful things as often as most people breathe, I still stand at the ocean with my eyes lifted to this beautiful statue, this praise-worthy image of a Goddess we love as a city built on sea, with our own docks and ports and ships to sail upon Her.

Alarie. You have out-done yourself, your own expectations, and you've followed the whims of Jayus by letting His inspiration guide your hands. I can't be prouder of you, or more impressed.

People of Arx, and Arvum itself, when you see the visage of Mangata on our shore, when you ponder at the beauty of the magnificent statue made in Her likeness, know that it is Mistress Alarie Harall, renowned artist of the Crafters Guild, that you owe your awe to for her creation of such astounding work in honor of the Gods. She is of our city; we should all be humbled and proud both.

Written By Joscelin

Aug. 27, 2017, 11:14 p.m.(2/8/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Eleyna

She lives in a library. If it were allowed for a Guildmaster of the Crafters to have a patron, I would choose her. As it is, I do enjoy watching her ask me every month. Last month there were chocolates.

Written By Joscelin

Aug. 25, 2017, 2:57 p.m.(2/3/1007 AR)

White hair before I'm 40, a full head.



Like herding cats, I swear to Jayus.

Written By Joscelin

Aug. 24, 2017, 10:14 p.m.(2/2/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Victus

Well, dammit, what kind of cookies?

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