Written By Reigna
Aug. 12, 2018, 11:06 a.m.(5/19/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Katarina
Come to the Hall. Marie will make those tarts that you enjoy and I will offer you an ear, wine and there are plenty of babies to cuddle. Talis is between teeth and very affectionate right now.
Written By Reigna
Aug. 4, 2018, 3:34 p.m.(4/27/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Coraline
Dare I ask what had transpired or shall I wait for my daily report? I heard there was another incident. I have written to the Minister of Civil Development, but I am penning a proclamation currently.
Written By Reigna
July 29, 2018, 1:54 p.m.(4/15/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Monique
While the scholar in me understands the curiosity, the physician in me screams noooooo.
Written By Reigna
July 25, 2018, 1:40 p.m.(4/6/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Aureth
That sermon is a perfect example of how much you offer us with your wisdom. You eloquently and persuasively frame situations and show us the path to finding peace. That is not an easy thing. You often make difficult concepts and conflicts seem easy, and I have often been grateful for it.
Death is, in the eyes of many physicians, failure. Before advancing to the rank of Physicians, I always ensure that my apprentices have first hand experience with a terminal case, make them deal with the family and loved ones to give this news. I do not do this to be cruel, though I have had upset apprentices accuse me of this. I do this because it not something we can hide from.
And I have held a number of physicians as they have wept over losing a patient. It can be heartbreaking for a healer to try, to work, to do everything you can to shepherd someone back to health. It is natural to become invested, to put your pride, your sense of self into the act of being a savior. It is a very difficult lesson for a healer to recognize those feelings for the trap they are. We will not be able to save everyone. It is not, ultimately, under our control. We can and should do all we can. But when our patients die, it is not always our fault. We push ourselves. We do everything we can. And when that is not enough? We have to accept it. Is that easy? Never. Good things are almost never easy.
Death is not the enemy. I give thanks to her everyday. For the life she gave me. For the heart that feels so much joy and excitement, for a soul that can appreciate the wonder found in each new day, each new layer to the world around me. These are gifts and I am so thankful.
Death is, in the eyes of many physicians, failure. Before advancing to the rank of Physicians, I always ensure that my apprentices have first hand experience with a terminal case, make them deal with the family and loved ones to give this news. I do not do this to be cruel, though I have had upset apprentices accuse me of this. I do this because it not something we can hide from.
And I have held a number of physicians as they have wept over losing a patient. It can be heartbreaking for a healer to try, to work, to do everything you can to shepherd someone back to health. It is natural to become invested, to put your pride, your sense of self into the act of being a savior. It is a very difficult lesson for a healer to recognize those feelings for the trap they are. We will not be able to save everyone. It is not, ultimately, under our control. We can and should do all we can. But when our patients die, it is not always our fault. We push ourselves. We do everything we can. And when that is not enough? We have to accept it. Is that easy? Never. Good things are almost never easy.
Death is not the enemy. I give thanks to her everyday. For the life she gave me. For the heart that feels so much joy and excitement, for a soul that can appreciate the wonder found in each new day, each new layer to the world around me. These are gifts and I am so thankful.
Written By Reigna
July 20, 2018, 1:23 p.m.(3/23/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Bliss
Now I have to ask -- my husband had fashioned for me an exquisite bit of armor made for me from a legendary snake that was the bane of many hunters within the Oakheart Woods. Her name was Sahrene, and the huntsman that finally ended her and most of her mighty clutch gifted Kael with the skins, from which he had my armor made.
There are no bows, but I think the piece is lovely and has always made me feel safer when I wear it.
What say you, Champion Bliss Whisper, Arbiter of all that is In and Out?
If you like I can show you the whole set. My husband outdid himself, truly.
There are no bows, but I think the piece is lovely and has always made me feel safer when I wear it.
What say you, Champion Bliss Whisper, Arbiter of all that is In and Out?
If you like I can show you the whole set. My husband outdid himself, truly.
Written By Reigna
July 19, 2018, 8:35 p.m.(3/21/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Fortunato
Does that mean we should not strive towards it?
The body is healthiest in balance. I mean no blaspheme to Our Lady of Change, I am not proselytizing the grandeur of stasis -- balance in a living thing, is in a constant state of motion, of change. But imbalance on a grand scale breeds sickness. When the blood rises too strong and the skin reddens and hardens and ears pound with the internal drums of rage, men can fall to apoplexy or their blood can spoil and cause pustules to form. Blood must be drawn away from those areas, herbs given to cleanse and rejuvenate the blood. If the black bile grows too strong, it can drive a man to depression, their organs may fail and their spleen can even rupture.
We are all imbalanced, but we try to find the path to walk, the point on the scales in which, if just for a moment, all is aligned.
The body is healthiest in balance. I mean no blaspheme to Our Lady of Change, I am not proselytizing the grandeur of stasis -- balance in a living thing, is in a constant state of motion, of change. But imbalance on a grand scale breeds sickness. When the blood rises too strong and the skin reddens and hardens and ears pound with the internal drums of rage, men can fall to apoplexy or their blood can spoil and cause pustules to form. Blood must be drawn away from those areas, herbs given to cleanse and rejuvenate the blood. If the black bile grows too strong, it can drive a man to depression, their organs may fail and their spleen can even rupture.
We are all imbalanced, but we try to find the path to walk, the point on the scales in which, if just for a moment, all is aligned.
Written By Reigna
July 19, 2018, 5:21 p.m.(3/21/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Shard
You are right, and you are not.
First, you are correct that how one feels about the act of killing is likely of little consequence to the person who is dying. But a person who delights in something is less likely to fight against having more of it, would you agree? They might be less inclined to go to the lengths to avoid a situation in which they might find themselves in a position to do that thing they enjoy.
I cannot speak for others, but I do not believe I have ever spent coin on mercenary forces. I cannot begrudge their use, especially when fighting foes that out number us as extensively as the Pirate King's forces.
And I *should* acknowledge Baron deLire's point that the things he faces these days are rarely human. That is a mercy indeed.
I merely pointed out that if someone feels a rush of pleasure so intensely at killing another being that it was worth mentioning. That it was worrisome. I am not calling him bad, or evil or wrong. I am simply pointing out that there may be something unbalanced within him. He might be sick. Or he could simply be the sort of person that happily kills other human beings. Either way, I was concerned.
First, you are correct that how one feels about the act of killing is likely of little consequence to the person who is dying. But a person who delights in something is less likely to fight against having more of it, would you agree? They might be less inclined to go to the lengths to avoid a situation in which they might find themselves in a position to do that thing they enjoy.
I cannot speak for others, but I do not believe I have ever spent coin on mercenary forces. I cannot begrudge their use, especially when fighting foes that out number us as extensively as the Pirate King's forces.
And I *should* acknowledge Baron deLire's point that the things he faces these days are rarely human. That is a mercy indeed.
I merely pointed out that if someone feels a rush of pleasure so intensely at killing another being that it was worth mentioning. That it was worrisome. I am not calling him bad, or evil or wrong. I am simply pointing out that there may be something unbalanced within him. He might be sick. Or he could simply be the sort of person that happily kills other human beings. Either way, I was concerned.
Written By Reigna
July 18, 2018, 10:27 p.m.(3/19/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Audric
I have to believe that this is a game that you are playing. An attempt to shock or outrage those of us who have expressed a perfectly rational aversion to the idea of taking pleasure in the loss of life. I understand that you said before it was not the ending of someone's life that you found appealing, but the fight, the risk.
This again, (and since you have spoken of it in the Whites, I have taken that as a tacit agreement to using this format.) is profoundly worrisome as the unspoken part of that enjoyment is in the understanding that you, yourself are in equal danger of gross injury or death. That means that your value on life is low -- even your own. A troubling proposition for those vassals that are sworn to you, the villages you protect and any you might owe your fealty to as well. Being a noble brings with it a host of responsibilities, including the preservation and betterment of those lives you are entrusted to protect and shepherd.
Again, I have to hope this is an attempt to rile or rouse outrage and not your genuine feelings as if they are? Your utter lack of empathy, as stated by Princess Coraline calls into question your fitness to be in any position of authority. Woe to your men if you care so little for the value of a life.
This again, (and since you have spoken of it in the Whites, I have taken that as a tacit agreement to using this format.) is profoundly worrisome as the unspoken part of that enjoyment is in the understanding that you, yourself are in equal danger of gross injury or death. That means that your value on life is low -- even your own. A troubling proposition for those vassals that are sworn to you, the villages you protect and any you might owe your fealty to as well. Being a noble brings with it a host of responsibilities, including the preservation and betterment of those lives you are entrusted to protect and shepherd.
Again, I have to hope this is an attempt to rile or rouse outrage and not your genuine feelings as if they are? Your utter lack of empathy, as stated by Princess Coraline calls into question your fitness to be in any position of authority. Woe to your men if you care so little for the value of a life.
Written By Reigna
July 18, 2018, 1:28 p.m.(3/19/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Audric
The visceral enjoyment you describe on ending the life of another human being leaves me worried, frankly. My assistant directed me to your recent entry in the whites as something to be aware of and monitor. Bloodlust of that caliber would be foolhardy to ignore without comment, though this is not the appropriate forum.
I will be in contact.
I will be in contact.
Written By Reigna
July 16, 2018, 6 p.m.(3/15/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Cristoph
I can attest that when I came to Arx and first began trying to acquaint my palate to wines, that Kael started with Laurent Mead sweetened with a further dollop of Laurent Honey. I now can appreciate the beverage on its own and rather enjoy it on nights I know the nurse can see to Talis. Also, I do, on occasion, enjoy an Oathlands whisky, usually with a dollop of Laurent Honey or lightened with some juice from Oathlands apples. In fact, Natalia Whisper and I rather enjoyed the mix of whisky and apple juice!
But back to mead: Laurent mead has been my favorite to date.
But back to mead: Laurent mead has been my favorite to date.
Written By Reigna
July 16, 2018, 5:27 p.m.(3/15/1009 AR)
Thank you, thank you to all of those who have given Keaton their support. Our successes are possible because of the support and community that we have. The Compact is a beautiful, living bond that links us all. As seen in the harder times, when the many come to help the few, or in the hardest of times when we all put aside our arguments and rise to face insurmountable odds with righteous defiance. Our voices might not always be in harmony, but when necessary, they are united.
I could not be prouder to be a member of this glorious union. I could not be more grateful for the friends we have made, the bonds forged by Oath and alliance, friendship and family.
I could not be prouder to be a member of this glorious union. I could not be more grateful for the friends we have made, the bonds forged by Oath and alliance, friendship and family.
Written By Reigna
July 15, 2018, 9:51 p.m.(3/13/1009 AR)
It really happened! I could not be more proud of my husband. Marquis Kael Keaton. He has grown so much, come so far. Watching him standing before the King of the Compact, Duke Cristoph Laurent and attest to the growth of our lands was possibly the proudest moment of my life. That or hearing the chorus of ayes from our peers.
We have accomplished so much and we still have so much to do. It has been an honor to serve the vassals and villagers, the farmers and soliders, the merchants and scholars, all of our people. Keaton will continue to see to our people, to lead by example, to be righteous in our faith, and loyal to our lieges, vassals and allies. We do this not for ourselves, but for our children, for our people, for the Compact.
We have accomplished so much and we still have so much to do. It has been an honor to serve the vassals and villagers, the farmers and soliders, the merchants and scholars, all of our people. Keaton will continue to see to our people, to lead by example, to be righteous in our faith, and loyal to our lieges, vassals and allies. We do this not for ourselves, but for our children, for our people, for the Compact.
Written By Reigna
July 13, 2018, 7:49 p.m.(3/9/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Margret
I would be glad to lend my skills to your task. The purpose of the Commons Clinic (Say it again! Say it again!) has been to ensure all citizens of Arx have access to the same level of medical care as any other. Princess Katarina and I have been plotting an event the proceeds of which are geared towards a donation of food and necessities for those who live in the Lowers. I will happily funnel the proceeds of that event into this call to arms, Lady Margret. My priority has always been, to ensure our populace is as healthy as can be.
Written By Reigna
July 11, 2018, 8:59 p.m.(3/5/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Helia
You should SEE the Hairpins Dame Ida made for me. Rubicund and fire opal. I wear them almost every day. They are my absolute favorite. Dame Ida is the weaponsmith of choice for House Keaton. We all carry weapons of her make. It is an honor to carry them.
Written By Reigna
July 11, 2018, 4:03 p.m.(3/5/1009 AR)
I have been very busy of late. Two apprentices have tested into being Physicians, so congratulations to Physician Briar Marjawn and Physician Coraline Thrax!
The strides you've both made make me very proud to call you physicians of our order.
That being said, there have been a number of very trying cases that have kept me busy in the hospital and I might need to take some time away from my work there for a few weeks. Not that I will abandon my duties completely, but I find I have several things I need to do for myself. As such I plan to spend some time in each of the Shrines to look for answers and contemplate on the nature of the world and the gods and how things are all connected.
I had the *most* fulfilling conversation with Blessed Aureth, Lord Tomwell Leary and Scholar Rinel Tern the other day. It was beyond lovely and so very thought provoking. Blessed Aureth has, time and again, been a source of such incredible inspiration to me. He helped me bring together a deep philosophical conflict I have been grappling with for the last few years.
The strides you've both made make me very proud to call you physicians of our order.
That being said, there have been a number of very trying cases that have kept me busy in the hospital and I might need to take some time away from my work there for a few weeks. Not that I will abandon my duties completely, but I find I have several things I need to do for myself. As such I plan to spend some time in each of the Shrines to look for answers and contemplate on the nature of the world and the gods and how things are all connected.
I had the *most* fulfilling conversation with Blessed Aureth, Lord Tomwell Leary and Scholar Rinel Tern the other day. It was beyond lovely and so very thought provoking. Blessed Aureth has, time and again, been a source of such incredible inspiration to me. He helped me bring together a deep philosophical conflict I have been grappling with for the last few years.
Written By Reigna
July 6, 2018, 8:25 p.m.(2/22/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Hannah
My sister is in town! I cannot believe it! I have not seen my sister in years! And now Hannah is here! She came over and she and I talked and she met Aeryn and Talis and Kata. And, and, and! My sister. Well, a sister. I have five others, but Hannah is special. She's always been special. And now she is here. There is so much to say. Things have been difficult and, well this is not the place. But still. I am thrilled!
Written By Reigna
June 29, 2018, 12:46 p.m.(2/8/1009 AR)
The Winter Festival was an absolute smash! It is a rare thing for one of the hosts to enjoy themselves as much as I did. There was so much going on! The sled races were absolutely phenomenal! I could not believe my eyes watching Lady Monique and Sir Jeffeth fly down that hill! Princess Coraline and Prince Victus were a wonder to watch as well. Princess Sabella and Prince Niklas put on quite the show themselves, and after I was certain neither of them had broken anything, I was much relieved.
All in all I think things went very, very well.
All in all I think things went very, very well.
Written By Reigna
June 28, 2018, 7:47 p.m.(2/6/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Tikva
I have to agree, Whatsavictus is a fantastic name!
Written By Reigna
June 28, 2018, 12:39 p.m.(2/6/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Aureth
He comes to parties!?!
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Can I throw Skald a party???
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Can I throw Skald a party???
Written By Reigna
June 28, 2018, 10:51 a.m.(2/6/1009 AR)
I got a hug from Skald!! Well, alright, so perhaps it was more that I threw myself at him and he picked me up out of reflex as one might a charging chicken. But STILL. I got to hug Skald! And I got to say hello to Shard, who I had not seen in ages, which was also fantastic. I do so enjoy reading her journals, as I often find myself inspired by her words. Thought provoking, certainly, and in good ways. But I digress, SKALD!
I feel tingly at the memory. It is like the best part of praying. When you open up your heart and you pour yourself into the songs and you feel so close to them. Magic. That is truly magic. Meeting Prism was awe inspiring. Skald was awesome in a fully different and yet fundamentally similar way. Prism was made of light and joy and laughter. There was something ephemeral and other about her that was exquisite. Skald seemed to be formed of the very bones of Aion. He was hyper real. Solid and comprised of all that is real and tangible and true. And he was funny. I adore that.
I love this world. I love this city. I love the fact that for once I was true to my desires and I approached the god of Freedom as I wished to and I held nothing back. I was me. I was, in that moment, utterly, unrestrainedly, free.
I feel tingly at the memory. It is like the best part of praying. When you open up your heart and you pour yourself into the songs and you feel so close to them. Magic. That is truly magic. Meeting Prism was awe inspiring. Skald was awesome in a fully different and yet fundamentally similar way. Prism was made of light and joy and laughter. There was something ephemeral and other about her that was exquisite. Skald seemed to be formed of the very bones of Aion. He was hyper real. Solid and comprised of all that is real and tangible and true. And he was funny. I adore that.
I love this world. I love this city. I love the fact that for once I was true to my desires and I approached the god of Freedom as I wished to and I held nothing back. I was me. I was, in that moment, utterly, unrestrainedly, free.
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