Written By Rook
June 25, 2017, 7:39 p.m.(9/21/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Edain
Shortly after the ceremony, I took my pledge to House Valardin and my liege lord; High Lord Edain Valardin, Prince of Sanctum. May I serve well in the years to come.
Written By Rook
June 25, 2017, 7:38 p.m.(9/21/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Katarina
Katarina Valardin-nee-Al'Muraq-Sabbat, now my wife. It is a strange day, yet one that will make a good alliance.
Written By Rook
June 25, 2017, 7:37 p.m.(9/21/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Ilvin
The Archlector of Limerance himself did the honour of officiating the wedding of Katarina Valardin and I. I am most please. All who wish to donate a gift, please do so to the Shrine of Limerance, to the Faith.
Written By Rook
April 27, 2017, 7:29 a.m.(5/8/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Silas
I commend Baron Whitehawk for his proper display of etiquette in handing over his shop to another crafter in need. Not only that, my lord, you will
find that once profit is no longer the aim of your craft you will enjoy it remarkably more.
It was the way with my transition from common to lord courtier.
find that once profit is no longer the aim of your craft you will enjoy it remarkably more.
It was the way with my transition from common to lord courtier.
Written By Rook
April 6, 2017, 5:29 p.m.(3/22/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Calarian
Well, well, well - look who it is!
Written By Rook
Nov. 10, 2016, 10:37 a.m.(2/1/1005 AR)
Stealing control of my fate away from walking as my family would wish me, heir to the Grayward enterprises, has been a tumultuous time.
My younger brother-- a man far better suited to becoming a knight than a merchant prince-- has been slacking.
They continue, these missives from my mother, my father, my sister; I am bound to them even if I've come to court. I shall continue to assist with untangling the mess made since my departure from Bastion.
I had hoped to trade one profession for another but in fact I've only acquired additional ones. An economist, a linguist, a courtier and a scholar -- what next, I wonder?
My younger brother-- a man far better suited to becoming a knight than a merchant prince-- has been slacking.
They continue, these missives from my mother, my father, my sister; I am bound to them even if I've come to court. I shall continue to assist with untangling the mess made since my departure from Bastion.
I had hoped to trade one profession for another but in fact I've only acquired additional ones. An economist, a linguist, a courtier and a scholar -- what next, I wonder?
Written By Rook
Nov. 10, 2016, 10:34 a.m.(2/1/1005 AR)
I attended a Thraxian dinner yesterday evening and though my understanding of cultural differences is extensive there is certainly something to be said for experiencing them first-hand.
It was... interesting. What gets me, however, is that I couldn't shake the feeling that what I sat through is likely considered "tame" by some.
Still, my pouch will be 5,000 silver heavier thanks to the sporting nature of Prince Valerius Thrax; the result of a bet made over an impromptu duel.
It was... interesting. What gets me, however, is that I couldn't shake the feeling that what I sat through is likely considered "tame" by some.
Still, my pouch will be 5,000 silver heavier thanks to the sporting nature of Prince Valerius Thrax; the result of a bet made over an impromptu duel.
Written By Rook
Oct. 23, 2016, 11:11 p.m.(12/4/1004 AR)
Master Quiet's new armour has been put to commission. It shall look so very splendid and serve well, I think, in the years to come. What wonderful news, then, that he's agreed to become a full time member of my personal retinue.
I now have an official champion. Let's hope it never comes anywhere near to needing be exercised as a service.
I now have an official champion. Let's hope it never comes anywhere near to needing be exercised as a service.
Written By Rook
Oct. 23, 2016, 10:14 p.m.(12/4/1004 AR)
The companionship and hospitality of the Radiant, her Whispers and the guild's gorgeous house knows no bounds. I continue to take residence within the crown district as a guest amongst them.
Our dearest Selene is so very busy of late but the Softest Whisper and Champion Bliss is about to take care of all business that needs seeing to as a mutter of urgency.
Even so, it's pleasing to know I can lift some of the burdens of my associates here within these fine walls. They're such a remarkably talented and varied bunch.
Our dearest Selene is so very busy of late but the Softest Whisper and Champion Bliss is about to take care of all business that needs seeing to as a mutter of urgency.
Even so, it's pleasing to know I can lift some of the burdens of my associates here within these fine walls. They're such a remarkably talented and varied bunch.
Written By Rook
Oct. 23, 2016, 10:01 p.m.(12/4/1004 AR)
I had the pleasure of going to the palace hot springs today and despite what they say the city over, they're not a myth! No, they're warm, welcome goodness and I can only imagine how much of a respite they'll be from the harsh winter months.
One day, in a fantasy so far removed from normalcy, I will have an architect supply my future hold with running hot water.
It's glorious.
One day, in a fantasy so far removed from normalcy, I will have an architect supply my future hold with running hot water.
It's glorious.
Written By Rook
Oct. 16, 2016, 7:35 p.m.(11/11/1004 AR)
Master Quiet, my chosen chaperone, he's a rather fascinating fellow. I've asked him not to ask too many questions and now he's gone out of his way to remain almost intolerably silent. I wonder if he plays with me. It seems to be doing a fine thing in demonstrating the lengths to which my hired mercenaries will go to performing their duties for Whisper House, however. A fine investment indeed!
Written By Rook
Oct. 16, 2016, 7:22 p.m.(11/11/1004 AR)
Sir Silas held a combat training course today and though I heard about it only last minute I ran as fast as I could.
Unfortunately I only took my dress sword and it wasn't suitable for the fighting. I thought we were to do drills! Alas.
I scoured the weapon racks for some time but was interrupted by matters of greater import. I cannot wait until I can continue my swordplay lessons without business calling but until then...
Unfortunately I only took my dress sword and it wasn't suitable for the fighting. I thought we were to do drills! Alas.
I scoured the weapon racks for some time but was interrupted by matters of greater import. I cannot wait until I can continue my swordplay lessons without business calling but until then...
Written By Rook
Oct. 16, 2016, 6:02 p.m.(11/11/1004 AR)
Courtiers and courtesans take the side of nobility for a reason; they're to be treated as such. If one wanted a simple commoner to fool around with or if the companionship of someone to treat a fool is wanted then that is what someone should take.
This is sometimes forgotten and sadness is to be had by all parties when wronged. When a courtier such as myself is mistreated by rude address, I am furious. When a noble of the realm decides to treat me thus, they act with haste and deny me the respect I am due.
It is a shame then that this happens more regularly than I am willing to admit. I take care to be a gentleman in all things but sometimes, just sometimes, I must make a stand.
This is sometimes forgotten and sadness is to be had by all parties when wronged. When a courtier such as myself is mistreated by rude address, I am furious. When a noble of the realm decides to treat me thus, they act with haste and deny me the respect I am due.
It is a shame then that this happens more regularly than I am willing to admit. I take care to be a gentleman in all things but sometimes, just sometimes, I must make a stand.
Written By Rook
Oct. 9, 2016, 10:07 p.m.(10/18/1004 AR)
In hopes of providing the Whisper House with all the resources they need to retain their reputation as the elite guild of companions, I have gifted them a force of armoured sellswords to use as chaperones in moments that require them.
In the interest of ensuring that clientele do not run off screaming I have encouraged them to remain in uniform; gold and white tabards, tailored to suit their function.
They've been acquired from the Crimson Blades after negotiation with Lord General Tobias Telmar himself. So far their service has been satisfactory.
I pray they'll never need to uncover their blades to prove their professionalism in securing a Whisper's safety.
In the interest of ensuring that clientele do not run off screaming I have encouraged them to remain in uniform; gold and white tabards, tailored to suit their function.
They've been acquired from the Crimson Blades after negotiation with Lord General Tobias Telmar himself. So far their service has been satisfactory.
I pray they'll never need to uncover their blades to prove their professionalism in securing a Whisper's safety.
Written By Rook
Oct. 2, 2016, 10:45 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
I have been hard at work in making progress for a client's wardrobe. It is an absolute horror, I tell you. I have stolen away three outfits from their collection and taken the appropriate measures.
Two were recycled and what little remaining cloth we retrieved has been traded for a substitute. The third and final has been adjusted so we might tidy it somewhat to be presentable once again.
I cannot associate with badly dressed individuals, after all. It would not only be seen as a slight that I didn't raise the issue but it would utterly destroy my peace of mind.
Two were recycled and what little remaining cloth we retrieved has been traded for a substitute. The third and final has been adjusted so we might tidy it somewhat to be presentable once again.
I cannot associate with badly dressed individuals, after all. It would not only be seen as a slight that I didn't raise the issue but it would utterly destroy my peace of mind.
Written By Rook
Oct. 2, 2016, 10:35 p.m.(9/25/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Mason
Prince Mason has offered to take audience with me should I wish to continue practicing my Eurusi. This is, after all, an invaluable opportunity. I shall certainly take him up on it.
I've come a long way from using the language as a petty trick for my clients who wish to be spoken to in an exotic tongue. I've come even further than mistakenly calling a noble lady a "crumpet".
Practice makes perfect.
I've come a long way from using the language as a petty trick for my clients who wish to be spoken to in an exotic tongue. I've come even further than mistakenly calling a noble lady a "crumpet".
Practice makes perfect.
Written By Rook
Sept. 18, 2016, 11:16 p.m.(8/12/1004 AR)
Don't ever ask me to play beach-ball again. I'm simply not doing it. I got covered in sweat, coated in sand and someone tried to pulverise my face.
What would the Radiant think if she saw me now?
Catastrophe.
What would the Radiant think if she saw me now?
Catastrophe.
Written By Rook
Sept. 11, 2016, 8 p.m.(7/18/1004 AR)
As an experiment I've decided to distribute a flyer seeking an emerald. It has no indication that I'll actually pay, just iterates my desire for one. Perhaps an anonymous benefactor or somewhat equally kindly will endeavor to quiet my yearning. I'm almost certain it'll be used in a thumb ring.
Written By Rook
Sept. 11, 2016, 7:45 p.m.(7/18/1004 AR)
I attended the storytelling function down on the beaches by the sea last night, outside of the city of Arx. In the company of Lady Dawn Grayson I sat among many of her family while they conversed. Princess Lou was there with her quiet companion, a shav, Master Vik... something. I should really brush up on my pronunciations. Perhaps I'll take linguistic lessons again. It'll keep the tongue flexible, for when it truly matters. Like pronouncing foreign names, for example.
Normally I'm a man for stories but in truth that night I was far more distracted by Mistress Sina, servant to the Thraxian royalty. As an artist she had created a rendition of a tragedy worth mourning. A vision of one of her dreams, she said. I offered to purchase it from her, a bag of 1,000 silvers. She assented-- thankfully.
All in all it was well run and relaxing. I look forward to sponsoring further gifted, creative individuals as opportunities arise.
Normally I'm a man for stories but in truth that night I was far more distracted by Mistress Sina, servant to the Thraxian royalty. As an artist she had created a rendition of a tragedy worth mourning. A vision of one of her dreams, she said. I offered to purchase it from her, a bag of 1,000 silvers. She assented-- thankfully.
All in all it was well run and relaxing. I look forward to sponsoring further gifted, creative individuals as opportunities arise.
Written By Rook
Sept. 9, 2016, 12:31 p.m.(7/12/1004 AR)
The Grayward estate in Bastion is a splendid example of fine architectural accomplishments and proof of my family's wealth. It is large, many-roomed and absolutely stalwart in its solid stone construction. I would expect it to hold its own even in a siege-- if only for a short while. All that and yet... I don't miss it one iota.
Be it mother, father, sister or brother there's only so much I can take before I wish to escape their drama. I feel as though I'll vomit a little in my mouth when they practice their pomp and circumstance among their betters, trying to ingratiate themselves. It works, but oh gods, do they even have anything left of a soul to sell? There's just no shame.
I'm so terribly proud in contrast; perhaps that's the reason they irk me so very much. As much as I complain about my common birth and how it is such a waste of my talents, I'll acknowledge that I'm truly fortunate. The gods gifted me a place amongst a fine, rich patrician family in the heart of the Compact. I have wanted for very little in life, got to train as a Whisper and can pretty much go where I please with the full respect of the realm.
If only I can somehow evade these missives that arrive from carrier pigeons, merchant caravans and and cargo trireme then maybe I'll finally have some divine sanctuary from home.
Be it mother, father, sister or brother there's only so much I can take before I wish to escape their drama. I feel as though I'll vomit a little in my mouth when they practice their pomp and circumstance among their betters, trying to ingratiate themselves. It works, but oh gods, do they even have anything left of a soul to sell? There's just no shame.
I'm so terribly proud in contrast; perhaps that's the reason they irk me so very much. As much as I complain about my common birth and how it is such a waste of my talents, I'll acknowledge that I'm truly fortunate. The gods gifted me a place amongst a fine, rich patrician family in the heart of the Compact. I have wanted for very little in life, got to train as a Whisper and can pretty much go where I please with the full respect of the realm.
If only I can somehow evade these missives that arrive from carrier pigeons, merchant caravans and and cargo trireme then maybe I'll finally have some divine sanctuary from home.
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