Written By Ilmia
April 8, 2019, 9:04 p.m.(11/20/1010 AR)
Written By Leta
April 8, 2019, 7:01 p.m.(11/20/1010 AR)
wild flowers blooming all around.
But far beyond the earth was chill,
no blossom grew upon the ground.
No sprouting shoot dared pierce the cold,
though seasons turned silver to gold.
One day the sun spilled beams below.
and where a shoot of green broke through
a lily bloomed, whiter than snow,
dappled with gems of frozen dew.
And on its hill, the thistle turned
to face the bloom for which it yearned.
Flowers they were, of diff’rent shades,
one sought the hills, one quiet glades,
but though they strayed and grew apart,
their roots, entwined, were one at heart.
Written By Joscelin
April 8, 2019, 6:49 p.m.(11/20/1010 AR)
I have amazing friends and kin. I'm just going to leave it at that.
Also no one had to be paid off. That I know of.
I think.
Tehom's toes, what does this even -mean-?
Written By Joscelin
April 8, 2019, 6:43 p.m.(11/20/1010 AR)
I think I fell on Aureth.
H-happy birthday, love.
I'm sorry. Gods, I'm a -disaster-.
Written By Calypso
April 8, 2019, 5:21 p.m.(11/20/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Domonico
I am proud to be able to award you Admiral of Southport.
But remember. I am still watching you.
Written By Miranda
April 8, 2019, 5:03 p.m.(11/20/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Dariel
#ThatMomentWhen Brenlin, Miranda's lanky aide, stole the entire duck platter from the In Honor of Bisland party...
Returned, mostly whole.
Written By Joscelin
April 8, 2019, 4:06 p.m.(11/20/1010 AR)
Aureth I'm so sorry. I swear, I meant well!
Written By Joscelin
April 8, 2019, 3:11 p.m.(11/20/1010 AR)
Or. Did I take him out? Someone was manipulated and lured, most assuredly. I just can't remember whom.
Point of fact, I can't remember anything. My head hurts, the world is too loud, I love my childcare-assistant, fruity drinks are the -worst- coming up the next day, and I missed Aureth's birthday.
Still. I feel less terrible than I did, and the sun is shining and there's work to be done.
...tomorrow.
Written By Mirella
April 8, 2019, 2:48 p.m.(11/20/1010 AR)
It is at times like this when I count myself fortunate to be unencumbered by a noble title. If I want silver, I may gather it for myself (and myself alone) without fear of social disapproval. It's no mistep for me to trade fabric, metal and stone as I please; no shame to be found in the stain of commercialism upon my hands.
I remember when I was a little girl, running errands for the merchants in the markets of Caina. By the end of the day my feet would sore from all the running here and there, and the crowds were all full of poking elbows and shouting voices. Lycene voices at that. There's a certain edge to our yelling that I find hard to describe to outsiders.
Life was harsher then, but the feel of coins in my hands, solid and reassuring, always made my work worthwhile. And in truth, I loved it, to be such a part of the city's workings as I was. Fortunately, the experience also paid off -- now I'm the one making the deals, and I'm wearing silk instead of rough cloth, and the silver is weightier inside the purse.
I don't envy the nobility. I'd rather have my coin, and be free from those restrictions that are unique to the peerage. We all have our place, and I'm quite delighted with mine -- these days more than ever.
Written By Valenzo
April 8, 2019, 1:39 p.m.(11/20/1010 AR)
Beautiful day for it...a high Autumn sun, the sort that that kisses your fingertips if you stretch 'em into the light but still leaves your nose chilled...and then the breeze came in, strong as if Mangata herself had leaned in and whispered to us.
All souls aboard in high spirits, we left the docks and city behind, let down our turtle sail...and...
"VALENZO CAN'T FIND HIS OWN BUT."
Large red letters, painted right across the turtle shell.
...There's just...there's something inherently more infuriating about a misspelled insult.
Written By Monique
April 8, 2019, 1:11 p.m.(11/20/1010 AR)
Written By Monique
April 8, 2019, 10:40 a.m.(11/19/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Pharamond
Written By Miranda
April 8, 2019, 9:45 a.m.(11/19/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Domonico
Admiral Domonico Malvici
He's more than worthy of this appointment and I'm so proud of him! I know it means the world to him.
I am honored to have witnessed this.
Admiral Domonico Malvici, Voice of Southport.
Wow. You deserve it, Cousin.
Congratulations!
Written By Corban
April 8, 2019, 8:40 a.m.(11/19/1010 AR)
Sir Andry, Archlector Sina, Mother Ailith, Father Aureth, Duke Dagon, Prince Edain, Princess Marian, Lord Jyri, Dame Esoka, Princess Sorrel, Marquessa Simone, Lord Kaldur, Lord Bedivere -- thank you, one and all. You need not have given of your time, talent, and treasure in support of two hundred Abandoned who now join us in service to Gild. But you did. They are now fully of the Knights of Solace. And their might and dedication to duty will serve us well with the troubles on the Great Road.
The Goddess of Charity, Commerce, and Civilization bless them in their duties.
Written By Corban
April 8, 2019, 8:37 a.m.(11/19/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Isabeau
Welcome, Lady Sophia. Even though we have not yet met, your Uncle Corban loves you very much.
Written By Athaur
April 8, 2019, 3:05 a.m.(11/19/1010 AR)
Written By Victus
April 8, 2019, 1:35 a.m.(11/19/1010 AR)
I usually do. But I might as well say it every now and then.
Written By Torian
April 8, 2019, 1:12 a.m.(11/19/1010 AR)
Written By Michael
April 7, 2019, 11:59 p.m.(11/19/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Kaia
Written By Berto
April 7, 2019, 11:50 p.m.(11/19/1010 AR)
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