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Written By Mabelle

May 17, 2021, 5:03 a.m.(6/26/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Orland

When I walked into Lord Amadeo's event to thank the physicians and mercies, I knew I came to be grateful for those who are grateful.
It was only when he greeted me with a reminder that our first encounter was when he was injured and me and another saved his life, I realized how sometimes things we do out of duty, rings volumes in other people's lives.

Gratitude is certainly not why we do it, but it clearly makes it all worth the while.

Written By Medeia

May 17, 2021, 3:07 a.m.(6/26/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Savio

My heart sings when in the presence of Lord Savio Proscipi. At the moment, it sings mournful love songs as it breaks in the wake of the horrific tragedy at Tremorus. Haakon and I waited impatiently for word after the war, wanting to hear the fate of not only the band of 500 Eswynders we sent to aid them but of our friends and allies among the Leporidae. Only a scant number of our people returned home, part of the crushing toll the Skal'dajans made Tremorus pay. I can imagine the grief the Saltfather to my children, the namesake of my daughter, is feeling. And I wish I could do anything to lift it from him.

For now? I will hold pride, joy, and celebration in my heart beside the mourning. When he is ready for it, it will be there for him to receive. Because even the worst moments can lead to good. That one who has proven their courage, their loyalty, their friendship has been elevated and now might forge the shape of the future for the remainder of his people is something to celebrate. Eswynd blood has spilled on Proscipi land, and Proscipi blood has spilled on an Eswynd ship, preserving both houses. I am glad my children will have such a strong example of perseverance and growth to look to.

And someday my heart will sing fanciful songs in his presence again.

Written By Medeia

May 17, 2021, 2:45 a.m.(6/26/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Thea

My former patron, my companion in mischief, my dear friend, the one who will turn my hair gray in conjunction with my sister, has been raised up and now is Countess of Highhill in the wake of her husband being granted the title of Count after his brother stepped aside.

There has been much change in her life these last months, which she has been rolling with quite well. I suppose it helps that she favors Lagoma. I may give her a hard time tutting after her and fussing like a mother, but I know she has a big heart and determination to do good for everyone she can. The people of Highhill will be well served by their new countess. And I'll do my best to serve them, too, by continuing to tut and fuss to keep her alive.

Written By Medeia

May 17, 2021, 2:35 a.m.(6/26/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Malcolm

For at least the last ten years, "family" has been a difficult thing for me. Whether due to physical or emotional distance, death, disagreement, the blood relations I have are few and far. My husband recently said something about me turning friends into family. He was right, but that didn't make Duke Malcolm's offer to be my 'cousin' any less surprising - or welcome.

Humble, humorous, hard-working. The man knows what the daily lives of his people are like, so he knows how his decisions will impact them. I couldn't be happier to have such a lovely person to call family. With him as patron to another I consider family, I foresee a great many pranks, adventures, and projects to strengthen Eswynd, Shepherd, and Wyvernheart to come.

Written By Lucita

May 16, 2021, 10:21 p.m.(6/25/1015 AR)

So much news to catch up on, it boggles my mind to think about it. So many changes.

Written By Giada

May 16, 2021, 10:09 p.m.(6/25/1015 AR)

I'm often asked questions with no solid answers, and it's always the best part of my day. May we all be so challenged. Best shit ever.

Written By Natasha

May 16, 2021, 9:40 p.m.(6/25/1015 AR)

I will never look at an empty wine barrel the same way again.

Written By Lucita

May 16, 2021, 8:44 p.m.(6/25/1015 AR)

Odd how ideas for composing songs arise. My latest one came from my children asking questions about when I was a child, how I came to learn music.

Written By Catalana

May 16, 2021, 8:41 p.m.(6/25/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Aethan

If Lord Wash starts wearing a giant hat and making us call him Admiral Kennex of the Kennex Kay again, I will throw a shoe at you.

Written By Domonico

May 16, 2021, 7:06 p.m.(6/25/1015 AR)

Impromptu melee at the Southport Square Training Centre was illuminating and also bore some insight into the abilities of several peers of Compact.

The following team melee was won handily by myself, Ian and Ainsley against Orland, Savio, Raimon and Samira.

The primary deciding factor was the choosing of Ian for my team. Fighting alongside him is always vastly preferable to fighting alongside him.

Written By Lisebet

May 16, 2021, 7:06 p.m.(6/25/1015 AR)

Somedays it's nice to just stay home with the family and enjoy a bit of quiet time. Maybe I should spend more days like that.

Written By Malcolm

May 16, 2021, 6:47 p.m.(6/25/1015 AR)

We would have gotten along, I think, even as I had rattled off my Da's usual lecture of duty-honor-and-responsibility. That's where we would've had disagreeing opinions.

You left your people behind.

Written By Thea

May 16, 2021, 6:42 p.m.(6/25/1015 AR)

The War Games. It was such an amazing turn out. It was interesting and fun to see everyone's different fighting and organization styles. I would certainly call upon many of those to fight with me or even help me on any given day. Also---to watch stab each other with play swords, arrows, and such? That was fun too. It was a great event. My family and I? We make a great team....CONGRATULATIONS to the winners!

Written By Raymesin

May 16, 2021, 6:30 p.m.(6/25/1015 AR)

What's an exits... existingle... existentialism, Scholar?

Can I eat it?

Written By Wylla

May 16, 2021, 6:21 p.m.(6/25/1015 AR)

I dreamt she was in city, and then heard it was true. How strange that I have not seen her and yet I feel her footsteps and hear her laughter, only to round a corner and see no one there. Is it because I am unworthy? Or is it because while I do not need her as others in the city might, I am still gifted with evidence of her presence, tickling the edges of my perception?

That I don't feel anything but joy speaks to the latter, even if my mortal worries fray over the former.

Written By Genevra

May 16, 2021, 6:12 p.m.(6/25/1015 AR)

I dream of lilies and rage.

Written By Tanith

May 16, 2021, 6:11 p.m.(6/25/1015 AR)

I'm still trying to get cobwebs out of my hair, and my dreams have a peering red eye staring out at me. Not with malice or anger, but curiosity. I keep wondering if I was followed, but that would be a first.

Or would it?

...shit.

Written By Kenjay

May 16, 2021, 6:06 p.m.(6/25/1015 AR)

There were war games today, Scholar; my team did well. Duke-Regent Aethan Kennex gave the orders, I rallied the troops, and Maris Maw did the bear's share of the fighting. Or possibly the shark's share, as he appears to be a man of the Isles.

I commend our opponents most highly; it was a good day and very fun, and I have not had such fun in the arena before.

Written By Bran

May 16, 2021, 5:17 p.m.(6/25/1015 AR)

The city has changed. For one, I don't remember these absurd prices - the pilot guiding our vessel into the docks asked for what I believe to be equivalent to half a month's wages when I last left. For another, the maze of streets and corridors seem to have only gotten more complex - its reputation as a nightmare for invaders could not be upheld any better. Speaking of unpleasant surprises for invaders, there have been some pleasant surprises up north: The river spirits apparently remain fond of playing tricks on the unwary - the local militia chiefs report that two separate raiding parties from the Galefont subalpine zones have been swept away by flash floods...

Written By Thea

May 16, 2021, 5:02 p.m.(6/25/1015 AR)

Master Orland held something to honor the physicians and to donate funds to both them and the Mercies. It was a---well--it was a well put together event. It felt, I don't know. It felt nice to feel appreciated I guess. Though I can honestly say, I don't know any of us that do what we do to feel thanks. We do them because it's necessary. We do things that need to be done. For the greater good of the people, the city. To keep our militaries alive to fight another day. We all have our own reasons, but it's not for the praise or acknowledgement we received the other day. And for that, I thank you! Thank you everyone for your generous contributions to allow the donations, and again to Master Orland for the gathering to get it all done.

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