Written By Jennyva
Jan. 27, 2019, 4:50 a.m.(6/17/1010 AR)
Written By Jennyva
Jan. 27, 2019, 4:46 a.m.(6/17/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Martino
Written By Martino
Jan. 27, 2019, 4:37 a.m.(6/17/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Miranda
Written By Domonico
Jan. 27, 2019, 3:46 a.m.(6/17/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Martino
Written By Gunther
Jan. 27, 2019, 3:08 a.m.(6/17/1010 AR)
What can I say? You woulda looked at me like I was drunk. And I would likely been tellin' a tall one too. But I met the King today. I was so close to him if I was to pass gas he would of known it was me. I, you know -- didn't exactly do you proud. But I did not wallop him none neither. Nor start no things that you woulda been to upset about.
I wish you were here with me. We should have come here a long time ago.
You would have dreamed of mopping these houses and doing their britches justices, Sally -- we could of had a small cottage. Only a few leaks maybe.
And you would have seen all them princesses and their dresses.
I sure miss you Sally, I can't wait to see you.
Gunther
Written By Peri
Jan. 27, 2019, 2:52 a.m.(6/17/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Gunther
How interesting to read about your trip here and your thoughts on journals. I never thought of how important journals are until I started to spend time searching for information about other lands. It may seem trivial, but no. These days I am so curious about the lives of other people in those lands. Were they happy? Were they free to learn music... or letters, as you say. What might this tell me?
What might this tell someone ages from now? That what oaths we kept led to fulfilling lives? Maybe they'd want to learn from our mistakes. Now that I am back in Arx I see how people struggle and yet find joy. I see artisans revel in their craft. I see great debates that make me think.
I don't know anything about your life but what you write here. Maybe what you write here won't change anything for me or maybe it will make me a better heir.
With honor to Vellichor,
Lady Peri Seliki, heir of the Pearlspire.
Written By Perronne
Jan. 26, 2019, 8:44 p.m.(6/16/1010 AR)
That is all. I'm just going to be over here, making excited noises, forever.
Written By Brady
Jan. 26, 2019, 5:50 p.m.(6/16/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Alarissa
Written By Berenice
Jan. 26, 2019, 5:02 p.m.(6/16/1010 AR)
Written By Cassia
Jan. 26, 2019, 5:02 p.m.(6/16/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Ouida
Written By Joscelin
Jan. 26, 2019, 3:23 p.m.(6/16/1010 AR)
My little Ianthe has my curls.
Maybe it's time I get a haircut.
No, truly. She does pull at my -own- curls, but she has her own coming in, as thick as my mother swore mine were.
Ianthe Myri, you're such a mix, you've your father's eyes and my curls and coloring. And definitely your father's cackle. I swear I don't laugh like that, like you've a dirty joke hidden somewhere in that innocent little heart.
Written By Thena
Jan. 26, 2019, 3:01 p.m.(6/16/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Willow
I used to be into that type myself until one of 'em left me bleeding out in a gutter.
Written By Monique
Jan. 26, 2019, 2:56 p.m.(6/16/1010 AR)
I reflect that I could use more truly educated people in my life.
Written By Gunther
Jan. 26, 2019, 1:42 p.m.(6/16/1010 AR)
Was a woman there though that was nice enough to give me bread. I think she was a fancy princess, or owner, or somethin' because the staff wouldn't piss in her pot with their eyes and directed them dagger eyes off of me once we talked.
Dunno why a woman like that needed that spread anyhow -- wasteful, maybe she was working or something. But who knows with them folks, they never make sense to the Lessers.
Written By Gunther
Jan. 26, 2019, 1:40 p.m.(6/16/1010 AR)
But Sally like it it so I'll do it.
Kinda hungry, gonna see if I can come by some viddles.
Then maybe find some out of the way alley to rest my head at night.
Written By Isobella
Jan. 26, 2019, 10:32 a.m.(6/16/1010 AR)
Written By Ida
Jan. 26, 2019, 10:25 a.m.(6/16/1010 AR)
When I can't sleep, I figure I should work. So instead of mulling the issues facing us or my own worries, I stand here as dawn starts to light the shop and wonder if I should finally attempt sleep once again. The glimmer of daybreak hits the cases just right in the mornings and while my true joy is in forging, right now the way the warmth of the sun shines on these newly made wolf daggers and delicate star hairpins fills me with a small sense of pride. There is a welcome weariness that comes from being at the forge for hours and it's my hope with that seeming to settle on me, dreams may finally come.
I'll let Rigby handle any customers that might come by to shop - there should be enough things to last for a bit.
Written By Willow
Jan. 26, 2019, 8:35 a.m.(6/15/1010 AR)
Written By Sabella
Jan. 26, 2019, 1 a.m.(6/15/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Zoey
Though that's definitely not what we pay them.
Written By Acantha
Jan. 25, 2019, 11:35 p.m.(6/15/1010 AR)
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