July 18, 2021, 7:20 p.m.(11/11/1015 AR)
There comes a time when you just have to...I dunno. Pull up your pants. Do the things you dont wanna do. I know Im scared sometimes. I admit it. Am I going anywhere with this? Not REALLY. It's just my own words of wisdom!
July 18, 2021, 7:04 p.m.(11/11/1015 AR)
I decided to try and Aella with some paperwork this week. Pay attention to the tried! I saw all the papers, got her a bottle and ran!
Written By
Thea
July 18, 2021, 6:57 p.m.(11/11/1015 AR)
Patience. Im learning it.
July 18, 2021, 6:35 p.m.(11/11/1015 AR)
I have managed to come into some starlight silk. It's beautiful. Now what to have made with it, that is the question!
July 18, 2021, 6:21 p.m.(11/11/1015 AR)
My very large dog likes to wear my husband's new pet snake like a hat. Scarf is purple and quite striking visually, and as buttery as soft leather in my hands. I picked him from the lot of violet snakes for how he seemed to slither through my fingers. Raymesin's smiling like an idiot hours and hours later.
He'll do.
Written By
Noah
July 18, 2021, 5:42 p.m.(11/11/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on
Jaenelle
I thought I would state that I still tolerate you.
It's not because of the daggers you sent me.
Ok, it's a little because of the daggers.
Written By
Lyra
July 18, 2021, 5:28 p.m.(11/11/1015 AR)
The delight to be found in having someone who knows how to pack for a prolonged absence, cannot be overstated.
July 18, 2021, 5:09 p.m.(11/11/1015 AR)
So my wife's come back from the market with a present for me, Scholar. A lovely new scarf. He's bright purple with these beautiful amber eyes, and he's all mine and absolutely stunning. He goes with my outfits, too - she knows me so well, does Tanith.
He'll make dealing with rats in the Lowers a much easier task, although I'll have to see if he's allowed into the Shrine or if I'll have to leave him at home when I'm going there. I'll have to teach him that spiders aren't good eating before I try taking him to the shrine. I do hope that he gets on well with Atli, although Tanith got Scarf for me so he should.
July 18, 2021, 4:38 p.m.(11/11/1015 AR)
The next time someone tries to convince me that there are mountains in my homeland I will laugh them out of my hall. Overall it was not an unpleasant conversation, but I do not enjoy awareness that the subject matter is not understood multiple times during a single conversation. For an expedition to discover suitable land it isn't too much to expect the basic ability to read a map! Other than that the project is going apace.
July 18, 2021, 12:57 p.m.(11/11/1015 AR)
It is not often that I am left for a lack of words.
Last night's gala at the Golden Hart - to raise funds in support of those harmed in the recent war against the Skal'daja - surpassed my loftiest expectations. Not only was I made to live up to the initial match I had offered for donations, but even once I'd raised it, it was again exceeded. My bank account is far lighter, but for a magnificent cause. I am sincerely indebted to all those who contributed, be it through the raffle or by direct donation, who stood up to be counted amongst those who honour those who gave so much that our Compact would endure.
I would be equally remiss if I missed saying that the gala would not have been such a success without my co-conspirators - Princess Cerys of Velenosa, the mistress of the Raffle, and Princess Valencia of Velenosa, whose organization of the fete at the Golden Hart itself was the stuff of legends.
May the gods smile upon our combined efforts.
July 18, 2021, 11:39 a.m.(11/10/1015 AR)
There is nothing more terrifying or more worthwhile than surviving regardless of that which would see your story end. Every breath taken is an act of bravery and defiance. Every step is progress they wish had never happened. But they cannot undo you. The impact that you have made will still have affected the world in some way. All the actions we take change the world.
Oh, sure. There are exceptions. Someone could argue endlessly that I am wrong. I know a few ways in which I am wrong already. But those arguments can only happen with survivors.
Written By
Ida
July 18, 2021, 11:21 a.m.(11/10/1015 AR)
It is surely no shock to anyone that I favor dragon themes in my work. Because of this, though, I also tend to be a little more critical of the design phase because I want them to be really, really good. I'm not sure if I managed that this time, but the sketch I ended up with inspired a variety of different types of weapons forged from an equal variety of metals. The latter mostly because I've ended up with what could be called a ridiculous hoard of materials that certainly should be used for more than just collecting dust.
Written By
Sedna
July 18, 2021, 10:30 a.m.(11/10/1015 AR)
My attempts at new pieces are dominated, again and again, by the return of a single figure. Sometimes it's just a tiny imperfection in the glass bearing a vague semblance. If I lean in, it's a shock of white with legs and arms stretched outward like a star. Always small, always low. Inspiration is such a fickle thing. I should pray to Jayus that this one, in particular, leaves me be.
Written By
Cufre
July 18, 2021, 10:13 a.m.(11/10/1015 AR)
Every now and then a customer brings me a clot of necklaces that have worked themselves into a tangle. Picking them apart takes time, something pointy, and a willingness to walk away for a while.
July 18, 2021, 10:02 a.m.(11/10/1015 AR)
There are times when I think that the entire world has been painted over gray, that there will never be another point of hope in the endless trudge toward... what? I'm not certain. But then I find bright moments of light, be they quiet times with close friends, a meeting of minds trying to puzzle out a solution, or the touch of someone beloved.
There is respite out there, and more, I think. If we're willing to keep looking for it. I am.
Written By
Amari
July 18, 2021, 9:50 a.m.(11/10/1015 AR)
I better understand why some people might choose to be aggressively ignorant and only concern themselves with the here and now. It's a soothing salve for frustration, and they needn't ever have to ever concern themselves with furtively scurrying about like a rat gathering rubbish in secret and hoping there's something tasty in it.
Where's this generation's Archscholar Py or Scholar Tomlin? Gods bless them both. I wish we had a scholar their equal now.
July 18, 2021, 7:39 a.m.(11/10/1015 AR)
Finding myself with plenty of free time, I've delved into research again, and having caught up with people wishing to meet me for various reasons. It's been a few very interesting weeks, with new acquaintances and dare I say, even friends. There's something so satisfactory sitting near a fireplace, discussing an interesting historical topic, learning more or sharing knowledge with someone else.
July 18, 2021, 6:21 a.m.(11/10/1015 AR)
As we explored some of our more remote grounds we came upon the Grayhill mansion, wonderful founds there, interesting as well considering how well they have been preserved for centuries. Yes scholar, centuries. I have collected some invaluable pieces for the Artshall Museum - including a few family portraits, all with single heads, old journals and letters.
Scanning the rooms outside the mansion, I came upon some tools of those who served the family, including the rooms that belonged to the family seamstress. There were weird metals there measuring body sizes. I might have tried one on. I might have gotten stuck in it on the ride home.
That's what I get for traveling in a wagon. Too much space. Traveling stuck in a metal contraption for several hours was not very enjoyable. Next time you see ancient tools of seamstresses, do not try it on! Still, I managed not to break it and deliver it to where the museum items are kept.
July 18, 2021, 2:51 a.m.(11/10/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on
Savio
Nothing that shines ever sees its own light. Perhaps it's the nature of things that the brightest are only ever staring out into the darkness of the void. But I see your light. I'll keep telling you it's there as long as you need. I'll keep telling other people about it. However long it takes. And if I'm angry, it won't be with you.
July 17, 2021, 10:30 p.m.(11/9/1015 AR)
Princess Valencia and Prince Patrizio out did themselves with the gala at the Golden Hart. I'm sure the argument from many was to be needing to be rolled out of the gardens, as a mix between foods from sweet green melon wrapped in salty cured ham, and spicy skewers of fresh prawn to a sweetened creamy white cheese drizzled with fig infused balsamic and profiteroles have left me heavier than I walked in. And We brought a heavy donation along with.
Conversations of what might bite the wearer and seeing friends again made the whole gala more than worth it. I do hope that they were able to reach their goals.