Written By Joscelin
Aug. 24, 2017, 4:19 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)
Yes, this does mean I will open a bakery. I'm looking into names for the place. Any suggestions?
Written By Joscelin
Aug. 23, 2017, 10:24 p.m.(1/28/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Oliver
I've recently returned from Guild business that took me outside the city, accompanied by the insufferable Messere Oliver Coldrain.
The weather was shit but we managed alright. The business at the mines was wrapped up in less than a day and the trouble with the trading company was a simple misunderstanding. Small victories, yes? I'll take it.
In other information, despite the fact that Messere Coldrain snores like shattered ceramics on flagstones, he was a fairly invaluable resource during all this. The man knows his numbers and his booze and through both of these skills obtained both wealth and contracts for the Guild. His reputation thus far holds true, his knowledge of trade-law competent, and his observations, again, priceless.
He's still a discomfort to the backside, however. A massive one.
The weather was shit but we managed alright. The business at the mines was wrapped up in less than a day and the trouble with the trading company was a simple misunderstanding. Small victories, yes? I'll take it.
In other information, despite the fact that Messere Coldrain snores like shattered ceramics on flagstones, he was a fairly invaluable resource during all this. The man knows his numbers and his booze and through both of these skills obtained both wealth and contracts for the Guild. His reputation thus far holds true, his knowledge of trade-law competent, and his observations, again, priceless.
He's still a discomfort to the backside, however. A massive one.
Written By Joscelin
Aug. 17, 2017, 5:09 p.m.(1/15/1007 AR)
Ianthe,
You left me to die for us, for the city, but mostly, for those that loved you. You were a daughter of the Gyre, my sweet little sister, plagued by such dreams that would chase you into my room when you were small, you would wrap around my neck until I could sing you back to sleep. Such terrors you cried over, so many tears. You were certain you saw your death and I always hushed you and told you it would be alright.
I knew when the boxes arrived after your departure that you didn't intend to come back. Zhayla knew it too. Things change, others were involved, and now-
In the bottom of my sorrowful heart is one question that I think no one can answer:
Did you die for nothing?
You left me to die for us, for the city, but mostly, for those that loved you. You were a daughter of the Gyre, my sweet little sister, plagued by such dreams that would chase you into my room when you were small, you would wrap around my neck until I could sing you back to sleep. Such terrors you cried over, so many tears. You were certain you saw your death and I always hushed you and told you it would be alright.
I knew when the boxes arrived after your departure that you didn't intend to come back. Zhayla knew it too. Things change, others were involved, and now-
In the bottom of my sorrowful heart is one question that I think no one can answer:
Did you die for nothing?
Written By Joscelin
Aug. 13, 2017, 6:37 p.m.(1/7/1007 AR)
No, I am not getting out of bed. Not even for the tournament.
Written By Joscelin
Aug. 13, 2017, 6:34 p.m.(1/7/1007 AR)
So with the sore throat has come body aches. I must be getting sick. Send soup and tea. Or ... well I guess I can send for it. Make sure your messengers don't breathe around me, yes?
Written By Joscelin
Aug. 13, 2017, 3:43 a.m.(1/6/1007 AR)
When you yell at a person for so long you can barely speak the next day.
Seriously, I sound like an old man. A really, really tired old man.
Also, throwing things. When that infuriating person comes over, I'll be sure to put everything away first. I've pried more gems out of Mongoose's mouth than I care to admit. Also stepping on them.
Seriously, I sound like an old man. A really, really tired old man.
Also, throwing things. When that infuriating person comes over, I'll be sure to put everything away first. I've pried more gems out of Mongoose's mouth than I care to admit. Also stepping on them.
Written By Joscelin
Aug. 11, 2017, 11:37 p.m.(1/4/1007 AR)
Why am I not angry?
Written By Joscelin
Aug. 11, 2017, 8:26 p.m.(1/3/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Ida
My beloved Ida has returned!
I cannot speak enough of my joy!
I cannot speak enough of my joy!
Written By Joscelin
Aug. 11, 2017, 12:20 a.m.(1/2/1007 AR)
I've seen old illustrations of step-by-step evolutions of ideas, creatures, even the slow blooming of a flower captured phase by phase.
I am looking at several figurines in my position that make me thing of much the same, from something less-than to something more and then the third, evolving from an expression of anger to one that's joyful.
It's intriguing.
I'm glad I didn't set them on fire.
I am looking at several figurines in my position that make me thing of much the same, from something less-than to something more and then the third, evolving from an expression of anger to one that's joyful.
It's intriguing.
I'm glad I didn't set them on fire.
Written By Joscelin
Aug. 10, 2017, 10:52 p.m.(1/2/1007 AR)
A new year. Already? And i spent it strolling through town and almost twisting my ankle in the ice. Hmm. But it ended well, I can't complain.
<words are scratched out>
I thought I had something else to say. Turns out I don't.
<words are scratched out>
I thought I had something else to say. Turns out I don't.
Written By Joscelin
Aug. 9, 2017, 3:45 a.m.(12/26/1006 AR)
There's a great deal of pride in the Guild, my pride for them, my joy for them, with how well they are all doing. It gives me a great deal of pleasure to share the wealth they've helped to generate, trade-goods and profit from our connection to the traders, merchants, suppliers that come to the city. We've discussed several ventures on what to spend the money on, as far as renovating the Guild Hall, setting up a space for training, and so on. One suggested a memorial, another purchasing property to rent for those that haven't the notion of buying a shop or building one.
In the mean time, I'm pleased to let the wealth flow through to the others. I would never feel right keeping it in the bank to gather dust with no plan or notion of use. When there is a surplus, it will be shared with the Guild, the amount saved maintained should it be needed.
I miss Ida. With Lazarus' passing, I've no Assistant, no Second, and my apprentices and shopkeepers keep sneaking chamomile tea into my mug in the hopes that I'll rest. Inspiration does not sleep, and I've at least one important Jayus-blessed project to finish before the next Summer solstice. The ideas are jagged, however, broken pieces of a mirror turned into a mosaic and then smashed again. My other designs, though, the ones that are just as important but with less a drive to create them are being created by my hands like someone else is controlling them. Lovely pieces, Eurusi designs suggested by dear Malik, intricate, beautiful creations meant to bear the weight of stunning gems and enamels.
I've a new shipment of Gemecittan quartz to array and consider. Those pieces are always popular, but I think this time I'll use jeweler's bronze and pewter, so that they are less expensive to obtain.
So many ideas.
Dammit. Chamomile in my mug again.
I'll stop raving at them about it, though. I'm sure I look awful running on so little sleep.
In the mean time, I'm pleased to let the wealth flow through to the others. I would never feel right keeping it in the bank to gather dust with no plan or notion of use. When there is a surplus, it will be shared with the Guild, the amount saved maintained should it be needed.
I miss Ida. With Lazarus' passing, I've no Assistant, no Second, and my apprentices and shopkeepers keep sneaking chamomile tea into my mug in the hopes that I'll rest. Inspiration does not sleep, and I've at least one important Jayus-blessed project to finish before the next Summer solstice. The ideas are jagged, however, broken pieces of a mirror turned into a mosaic and then smashed again. My other designs, though, the ones that are just as important but with less a drive to create them are being created by my hands like someone else is controlling them. Lovely pieces, Eurusi designs suggested by dear Malik, intricate, beautiful creations meant to bear the weight of stunning gems and enamels.
I've a new shipment of Gemecittan quartz to array and consider. Those pieces are always popular, but I think this time I'll use jeweler's bronze and pewter, so that they are less expensive to obtain.
So many ideas.
Dammit. Chamomile in my mug again.
I'll stop raving at them about it, though. I'm sure I look awful running on so little sleep.
Written By Joscelin
Aug. 8, 2017, 11:16 p.m.(12/26/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Rook
Your Highness Prince Rook,
I appreciate you looking into it regardless. Thank you.
I appreciate you looking into it regardless. Thank you.
Written By Joscelin
Aug. 8, 2017, 11:15 p.m.(12/26/1006 AR)
It's a strange place to be, to admire the work of someone that you're certain doesn't like you, means only to provoke a response and claim sanctuary in generosity, mocking me on a personal level. I should be more furious about it, and yet I am not. I am irritated. A lot. But I'm a Disciple of Jayus. I know great craftsmanship when I see it and despite the caricature of myself that I hold in my hands, despite the mockery, I do appreciate how well it is made.
Written By Joscelin
Aug. 7, 2017, 7:14 p.m.(12/23/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Oliver
WELL-MADE EFFIGIES OF MYSELF IN LESS-THAN-FLATTERING HUMOR DOES NOT COUNT AS A NOTE OF PROMISE.
But it is well made. I like how you made it shiny on my chin like I'm frothing at the mouth. Your talents are wasted on such trinkets.
But it is well made. I like how you made it shiny on my chin like I'm frothing at the mouth. Your talents are wasted on such trinkets.
Written By Joscelin
Aug. 7, 2017, 4:49 p.m.(12/23/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Aureth
I am never baking you scones ever again.
Written By Joscelin
Aug. 7, 2017, 4:39 p.m.(12/23/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Oliver
There will be no bets on this! This ridiculous person is turning down a something I freely give to any of the Crafters that need it: a fresh beginning! The Guild is always paid back in full and then some, -always-!
It isn't a loan! There is no interest! I will not accept it!
I'm writing to the Bank -right now- to keep such repayment foolishness from happening.
<the scribbles get violent again>
<illegible until->
-and that's it!
It isn't a loan! There is no interest! I will not accept it!
I'm writing to the Bank -right now- to keep such repayment foolishness from happening.
<the scribbles get violent again>
<illegible until->
-and that's it!
Written By Joscelin
Aug. 7, 2017, 4:31 p.m.(12/23/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Oliver
I -do not- understand you.
Written By Joscelin
Aug. 7, 2017, 4:18 p.m.(12/23/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Oliver
Treating a business under your protection well encourages growth of said business which only benefits the entire Guild. I do not offer such things for selfless reasons, I've seen time and again that these methods work and work well.
I understand your distrust but understand also that I will not accept repayment of what was given.
I understand your distrust but understand also that I will not accept repayment of what was given.
Written By Joscelin
Aug. 7, 2017, 4:06 p.m.(12/23/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Oliver
It's not a bloody loan so there is not gods' damned interest.
I don't care about my pride, I care about the reputation of the Guild which -you- are now a part of.
I don't care about my pride, I care about the reputation of the Guild which -you- are now a part of.
Written By Joscelin
Aug. 7, 2017, 3:47 p.m.(12/23/1006 AR)
<the entry is written with deep, gouging strokes alternating with quicker, almost illegible ones>
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<finally...>
I lost my temper today.
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<finally...>
I lost my temper today.
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