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Written By Gunther

Feb. 7, 2019, 5:12 p.m.(7/12/1010 AR)

My Sally Girl,

You wouldn't believe what I did today. I went down to where them fancy 100 fellas train onna account you always said I should forgive them for what they done to me four decades ago.

So I did.

And I always promised when I saw that high muckity-muck knight I'd punch her right in the kisser.

Well, I didn't. And I did onna account my love for you is strong than any hate in my heart. So I did something you would be beaming for. I am gonna train with and help them knights out a little. I ain't even takin' no pay just some viddles and a place to put my head when I'm helpin'. Not a full-time thing or nothin' but maybe I can do some good.

Sally, if you can sense or see these. Please give me a sign. Anything. I miss you so much. I just wanna know that when all is done we'll be together again.

I hope I'm good enough for you up there Sally. And that I can be with you.

I miss you and can't wait to see you again.

Love,
Gunther

Written By Willow

Feb. 7, 2019, 5 p.m.(7/12/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Alrec

I am supposed to be the Seer. Admiral, you frighten me. The songs you sing reverberate in the dark secret parts of my soul.

No one has ever frightened me before.

Written By Lore

Feb. 7, 2019, 4:37 p.m.(7/12/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Audric

So much for THAT dinner. Asshole assassins have no respect for good money spent....

Written By Perronne

Feb. 7, 2019, 4:37 p.m.(7/12/1010 AR)

Since I haven't been able to go on my usual expeditions due to other commitments, I've been looking for my antiques in other places. It's not quite the same thrill as spending weeks in a remote Archive, tracking down all the documentation to a ruin, then gathering up a small crew and going out to see what's really there...but it still has its own form of satisfaction.

And success! I've put some of the first decent finds up in the shop. I believe my favorite is probably the snuff box - it's by no means the most expensive piece, but there's something about any animal that's sleepy that's unbearably (see what I did there) cute. Even if it's just made out of wood! I've no idea how that works, but it does.

Others might find the formal dinner service to be of greater interest, though - it carries a heraldic dragon and was originally gifted to a distant branch of House Valardin for their victory in war. That branch has long since passed, unfortunately, but for those with a strong interest in Oathlands history, it's still an excellent piece. And you can eat off of them! If you don't mind risking chipping the paint, you MONSTER. (You're not really a monster, whoever is reading this! Especially if you bought the dishes - they really are quite lovely, and I appreciate your contribution!)

For art lovers, I was actually quite pleased to acquire an original Verucci. She was a fascinating woman, a warrior and a gifted painter - I'd love to have a line on more of her work, but those that don't exist in private collections in the South have largely been destroyed over the centuries, as these things tend to be. Still, 'Landscape of Coral Keep over the Sea' is from the height of her career, and a stellar exemplar of her work. I was tempted to keep it for myself, buuuuuut it wouldn't exactly go in my rooms! It'd be like putting a golden wedding goblet in a kitchen sink.

Written By Jyri

Feb. 7, 2019, 3:25 p.m.(7/12/1010 AR)

I admit it... I missed the shop when it closed. I loved selling paintings to people. It wasn't just the money (though that helped), it was the satisfaction of a happy customer.

As a new noble, I stepped back from being a working man in that regard. It felt strange. But I kept thinking about it, that shop just sitting there. The Whitehawks, paying for that building. And then, Lady Tabitha had this amazing idea - why not make it a charity shop? My assistant Lars was thrilled to get his job back and we opened up under another banner.

I had no idea the response this would get, and how generous people would be. Both in donations and in buying items. Every silver in profit goes to a charity organisation. I get to paint and see my paintings go to another happy customer and the money to something good for people in need. I get to sell those wonderful items crafted by talented people and see them become part of someone's life and also know that someone suffering will get a better life.

To all of you have donated and who have bought the items; I am overwhelmingly thankful. I wish I could shout your names from a rooftop, but I'd probably get arrested and yelled at by the Lord Commander for making a fool of myself. So, for now, this is how I can express it. Perhaps the word will spread.

Thank you.

Written By Mina

Feb. 7, 2019, 2:22 p.m.(7/12/1010 AR)

The poker game with the Iron Guard was a lot of fun, even if Mina was completely outmatched by Sparte and Kenna's skill at the game. In the end the pot went to Lord Jyri's ARRG, helping refugees, there's certainly nothing to complain about there. Hopefully there will be more opportunities to spend time with guard members, they all seem so kind.

Written By Delilah

Feb. 7, 2019, 1:36 p.m.(7/12/1010 AR)

Nothing pleases me so much at times than seeing a look of true wonder and delight on someone's face.

Life doesn't always allow such moments frequently. When they do, it's a matter of grave satisfaction. All the effort is worth it.

Written By Sparte

Feb. 7, 2019, 1:36 p.m.(7/12/1010 AR)

I found myself thinking about Betsy today. She was my first horse, but I wasn't her first rider. To be truthful she was the only horse available that would tolerate a stoat. I came to love her unshakable demeanor and kind disposition. I've missed her since she was lamed, but she is still out there enjoying her retirement. Perhaps I'll go back to Setarco and visit where she was taken in, see her again one day. Hyb has been a fine steed, but is such a different personality. I'm glad she has finally grown out of the phase where she'd run off after every little thing, it was exhausting.

Written By Sasha

Feb. 7, 2019, 1:34 p.m.(7/12/1010 AR)

I am so overjoyed I am unsure if I can truly write about this to even do it justice. I am finally cured. FInally no longer weak, no longer suffering of my ailment. Able to run and leap and dance without fainting, without feeling dizzy and weak. To all those who have helped to make this possible, you have my never-ending gratitude.

Written By Tikva

Feb. 7, 2019, 1:26 p.m.(7/12/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Audric

I'll never pay this debt. You grinning maniac.

Written By Sparte

Feb. 7, 2019, 12:52 p.m.(7/12/1010 AR)

Someone recently wrote about how we need hate. How there is meaning in hatred that is vital to us. I'm sure I don't agree with that, but I find myself asking, why?

Is it because I believe their view of what motivates people is wrong? Or is it because they described something I personally do not believe?

I've often counciled others in difficult times away from hatred, and towards understanding. Not because that would justify things, not because understanding rights wrongs. Because we're human, and there is potential in all of us to be far different than we are. Choices not made.

I ask myself, did I do those people wrong by asking them to let go of hate? Did I harm them by stealing a fire from them?

Perhaps. If there is one thing I am confident in, it is that as much as we have the capacity for understanding one another if we try, all of us are different. What gives one of us strength can shatter someone else.

It would be easier if we knew beforehand what would help each of us. I don't know that would be the same as better.

Written By Gunther

Feb. 7, 2019, 12:40 p.m.(7/12/1010 AR)

My Sally,

I thought this was gonna be different. Never thought I was gonna outlive you. I figure they just needed you more up there than me is all. Tell them fellas up there that when they see you if'n it helps give you my share of whatever I got up there too. You deserve it more than me.

I miss you so Sally.

Ain't an hour goes by I don't sit down and just get in my feelin' emotions. I thought you would come to me -- talk to me in my dreams and keep me company. But no matter how much I sleep or snooze I don't see ya.

It feels empty without you. I can only live for you anymore. Just live in honor of yur memory.

I'll do you proud Sally until the day we are together again.

Love,
Gunther

Written By Gunther

Feb. 7, 2019, 12:34 p.m.(7/12/1010 AR)

My lovely Sally,

I miss you so.

Today I was tryin' to remember who it was that was gonna pay me ten thousand silver to give them bare knuck lessons and now I can't remember. Time was when you woulda been told and 'membered. And you woulda been on me to get it done onna account that's a whole bucket load of coin. But my recollection gets worse and worse. You always told me getting pummeled in my noggin' was gonna get to me.

My hands been shakin' somethin' fierce and I ain't so good at writin' none. Gotta get someone to do my journals for me. Told em' to write it like I says it so you can picture my voice better. Not sure how these journals find you. Like if'n you can read or someone reads them to you. Maybe you just know.

I can't wait to see you Sally. I just wish you was with me -- but I'll get there my girl. And when I do it will be tied for the happiest day I've ever had. None will replace when I first laid my peepers on you.

Yours,
Gunther

Written By Leta

Feb. 7, 2019, 9:14 a.m.(7/11/1010 AR)

Now that I think about it, I'm pretty sure the Lord-Captain-General Audric still had that hat I sent him when he lost his. It was an alright hat. I reckon I'll have to make a new one.

The rest I've written elsewhere. Still, it is a scary business, and no mistake.

Written By Gretchen

Feb. 7, 2019, 8:18 a.m.(7/11/1010 AR)

Arrived in Arx.

This is going to be fun.

Written By Lys

Feb. 7, 2019, 8:06 a.m.(7/11/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Audric

I dreamt of the well before you. I drank deep from the sorrows within the well. I sat beside the well and dipped my goblet in over, and over. Drinking deeply down until I felt nothingness. I drank from the void until there was nothing left inside. Still, I continued to drink. Let my body be like my soul. But then your hand closed over my wrist and you made me drop my cup. Instead in my fingers you placed a knife. You pulled me to my feet and you taught me how to use that blade to reclaim a smile with every cut, every splash of blood of our enemies.

You taught me to dance my pain away with a knife and a laugh, but your laughter was the music I danced too. My smiles were all a mimicry of yours.

Written By Athaur

Feb. 7, 2019, 7:31 a.m.(7/11/1010 AR)

A rather enjoyable night. I found a Casino that has been evading my knowledge until this evening and met several wonderful people, and I took their silver. A pleasant distraction for the problems I face.

Written By Carmen

Feb. 7, 2019, 6:36 a.m.(7/11/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Audric

There's a crazy story at the end of this. You wouldn't settle for less.

Written By Shard

Feb. 7, 2019, 2:10 a.m.(7/11/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Audric

To the end, you told me.

You weren't supposed to be the one who died first.

Written By Enyo

Feb. 7, 2019, 12:21 a.m.(7/11/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Audric

I don't even have words right now. My heart feels like it was ripped out and stomped on....and I don't have the answers, or the idea on how to make it stop hurting.

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