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Written By Ann

Sept. 2, 2023, 1:56 p.m.(6/18/1020 AR)

Matti and I along with the children went to the Lovers Park the other night to listen to some storytelling that Lady Medeia Saik told about how the name of the park came to be. It was a captivating story. But at the same time sad. I wonder if any love stories have a happy ending or do they all end in a tragedy? I need to read more stories and find out myself and perhaps graph my findings.

Written By Mabelle

Sept. 2, 2023, 5:33 a.m.(6/18/1020 AR)

It has dawned on me with the assistance of others that I have been absent from the social life of the city for two years.
I have spent so long on the roads between the city and home, trying to fix what was broken.
Perhaps soon I'll have cause to celebrate.

Written By Lucita

Aug. 31, 2023, 7:16 p.m.(6/15/1020 AR)

Summertime, my favorite time of the year.

Written By Jan

Aug. 31, 2023, 1:23 p.m.(6/14/1020 AR)

I am blessed to have been born a Kennex. I will never regret leaving but I will always be glad that I returned and blessed I proved myself worthy to be welcomed back. I know that I can on occasion be reactive or prone to overthinking but my cousins don't, and never will, suffer will suffer fools and that has been my saving grace more than once.

Written By Lys

Aug. 31, 2023, 10:30 a.m.(6/14/1020 AR)

I dreamt of laughter ringing in the halls, but everywhere I looked I found nothing but silent shadows. The more I searched the further away the laughter got. In desperation I searched the house from top to bottom but it was as it always is-- empty and cold.

I woke standing outside the vault door.

Written By Mattheu

Aug. 31, 2023, 9:26 a.m.(6/14/1020 AR)

Never underestimate the want of an otter when presented with a bell and place to curl up.

Written By Ann

Aug. 31, 2023, 2:25 a.m.(6/14/1020 AR)

Who knew that spring cleaning one's wardrobe would be such work? Now to go through the piles and figure out what I am keeping and what I will have made with the things I am not keeping. I just know this is all a headache to me!

It wasn't all bad. Lots of memories as I looked at each item. Some good and bad ones. Even found some books that had been tossed in with the clothes. Figures I would do something that. I have a book wherever I could find any nook or cranny for it. I just hope I am able to fit everything once this courtship is over and I move to the expanse officially. Oh Spirits, give me the patience.

Written By Mikani

Aug. 29, 2023, 3:33 p.m.(6/11/1020 AR)

Relationship Note on Jian

Oh, Gods and Spirits ... I tasted a vegetable dumpling today.

I have never been so blown away nor have I been so obsessed with a certain food.

I sent poor Artorius out several times to get me more. Where has it been all my life?!

Jian, thank you!

Written By Mikani

Aug. 29, 2023, 10:39 a.m.(6/10/1020 AR)

There are people that come into your life and you know that somehow they will change not only how you see yourself but the world around you. Sometimes they even surprise you. I thought I was a good judge of knowing a person. That I was good at seeing people for who they were not who they pretended to be. I fear I might have gotten arrogant in my skills. I now know better. I still need to look deeper and not just assume I know.

It was a very good lesson.

Written By Alarissa

Aug. 28, 2023, 9:02 p.m.(6/9/1020 AR)

To be noble, to hold title, is to safeguard those who rest below you. It is our obligation and our duty. A duty that some shirk, that some scoff at and take for granted. But there are times when you do not shirk. When you place to the side with care and reverence to serve something greater than the self. to serve that obligation and duty in another fashion that is just as noble, just as important. To make that sacrifice for a greater good. To serve the Crown, to serve the Faith. To continue to bring honour to ones House and Name still, even though you cleave from it.

For while we leave our houses, our houses never quite leave us.

Those who have made the choice to go into service of something greater than the self, I thank you. It is a choice that I have not had to make and I do not know that I could make. A choice like that that my late brother made. I shall say prayers to Gloria, to Sentinel, to Lagoma, to Skald, to all the gods this day in thanks for those who have made these choices.

Written By Medeia

Aug. 28, 2023, 8:02 a.m.(6/8/1020 AR)

I have recently resigned my tenure with the Apothecary College of Tor. It feels strange to choose to end something when there is no torrid drama or grand schism. No. Like all things - with exceedingly rare exception in these human lives of ours, it had to come to an end.

And the better we all are to recognize when that time has come, to choose to move on without causing harm to the people or institutions around us. There are times when harm is inevitable. This is not one of those times.

I wish nothing but the best to the fine alchemists and apothecaries that remain within the College. And I remain dedicated as ever to my own studies and practice as an apothecary. Should ever the need arise, I am happy to lend my knowledge and skill toward alchemical ends. However, I will be spending some of my newfound free time pursuing other interests.

Written By Cillian

Aug. 27, 2023, 9:48 p.m.(6/7/1020 AR)

I think I am going to take a trip up North visit one of the crafters up in the March and bring some things back to the city, I need something different a change. I am hoping a short trip will help breath fresh air into things, The time goes by so quick, I find it hard to believe it's been so long since I came to the city and then joined the compact. I was Nineteen then, can you believe it scholar I just had my thirty third birthday? I have loved longer than I thought I might, and I am starting to feel it.

Written By Kenjay

Aug. 27, 2023, 7:50 p.m.(6/7/1020 AR)

And so it has come to pass that I am a Prince no more. I am but a knight, one of just a hundred. I need to outfit myself as befits my new status; the reds and oranges of the Scarlet Storm must needs retreat, to be replaced by the livery of the Silver Swords. And yet, there remains room for my truth.

Written By Cufre

Aug. 27, 2023, 4:39 p.m.(6/7/1020 AR)

Relationship Note on Medeia

I never really thought much about patrons and such, you know? I mean, my jewelry, the glass things…they're ways of me spending my time between repair jobs. Ways to look at what comes in old and to try to see what the one who made it saw, what the one who spent coppers on it saw. Those things aren't really ever going to be what the nobles of the city want to wear beyond the odd now-and-again. And, so, I don't really have much to offer a patron. It's not me being down on it, it's just what is. And it's fine, and it works out. I don't so much need much, either.

But our talk at the Queen's Shrine the other day keeps me thinking back to my patron. And how she shows that helping people isn't just things you speak about when other people are around to listen, then forget later. And how taking care of people doesn't have to be seen as taking something from yourself.

It took a day or two to come around to feeling grateful.

Written By Mikani

Aug. 27, 2023, 2:44 p.m.(6/7/1020 AR)

We are getting settled in well at Magnotta Manor. The children all get along for the most part. Nothing major. Just minor growing pains. The Magnotta Heirs have done well including my children in these games. To me they look like army drills but the children love it. At the end of summer when the Crovane Clan returns from Stormwall they will start their Magnotta education.

Nakoa is excited. More focus on his martial skills. Emma, she's looking forward to spending more time on ships. Dia, my little Dia, she seems content watching. I hope she will do well. I'm excited for them all to grow. To see them expand. My heart is warm. I've found a home.

Written By Medeia

Aug. 27, 2023, 8:57 a.m.(6/6/1020 AR)

I am always so happy when I get to share something new from Saikland with others! The celebration for the release of our Sabbianca wine was truly a delight - even more so for having had Baroness Lucita present. I am glad that I was able to see friends. And that juggler was talented! What a feat, to catch and balance a wine glass on one's nose.

Congratulations to the Radiant of Whisper House, Aconite, for her winning participation in the wine walk. My thanks, also, to Countess Mikani Magnotta, Lady Titania Kennex, and Prince Patrizio Pravus for their sporting participation.

Written By Jan

Aug. 26, 2023, 7:30 p.m.(6/5/1020 AR)

Just when I think I can't be any bigger of a witless idiot-I immediately prove myself wrong. Fuck my life.

Written By Jan

Aug. 26, 2023, 2:25 p.m.(6/5/1020 AR)

Gods. I hate this. Thinking everything's fine. Content. Happy. Then when such off-handed delivery I'm given a jarring reality check leaves me on my ass I have the audacity to be shocked. Left to realize I'm a niave idiot. Normally don't give a fuck with anyone thinks of me and yet here I am smarting, breathless, and without cover to realize I've given a lien on my fucking dignity. I hate it so much and yet I'm not sure if I hate it more, or myself, that it's still not enough that I stop. Maybe I just like pain. Maybe it's a Kennex condition. It would certainly explain a few things. I hate this.

Written By Mattheu

Aug. 25, 2023, 11:30 p.m.(6/3/1020 AR)

A moment within the Performance hall is all that is needed. To simply be able to properly learn and know of the space, then one can do anything upon the stage. Knowing how sound travels within the room, how lighting can bring a larger than life feeling the small and intimate space performers share upon.

This stage is somewhere which I wish to make a new home upon. To be able to step away from playing in the open spaces where only a few might hear what I am to offer. And now the masses might be able to reflect back upon me for what the soft song will build to and within.

Hopefully there are others which wish to do the same, and to share the stage to bring hopes, smiles, tears, a life aside from what bothers all of us outside of these halls. In here? A small reprieve from all of which seeks to give us headaches, which we prepare for. To have a moment in which song, dance, and the music fills our very being.

Written By Mattheu

Aug. 25, 2023, 1 a.m.(6/1/1020 AR)

While wandering through spaces visited in search of the hunt which Raja sent the city upon, the Lover's Park was found. Or re-found. I always knew it to be tucked away to corner near the Jade tea house. Just never really spent much time within it.

If you get a chance to wander for a small stroll. I highly suggest the foot bridge to stand upon over creek and to take in the sights of weaving trails and vinery. whoever the original lovers were that the park was created for... Their love shines through every little bit of the space.

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