Nov. 27, 2018, 9:06 p.m.(1/26/1010 AR)
Remember folks: if you need bloodlusty mercenaries with leaders who can't train their own people and grunts too dumb to know better, look no further than the Valorous Few.
Nov. 27, 2018, 9 p.m.(1/26/1010 AR)
Occasionally - just occasionally - I wonder if it would be possible for me to speak without putting my entire foot in my mouth at once.
And then likely compounding the matter by further ill-advised speech.
Written By
Auda
Nov. 27, 2018, 8:27 p.m.(1/26/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on
Audric
It's almost as if you feel like I purposely went to someone else, instead of just.. answering an open call through my other employer.
Nov. 27, 2018, 6:01 p.m.(1/26/1010 AR)
Chopping, stabbing, and piercing seem to be the popular activities of the hour. I wonder what that presages. Does violence beget a taste for more skill, or amplify where we are lacking?
Nov. 27, 2018, 3:23 p.m.(1/25/1010 AR)
Found myself a patron.
Had a few interested parties, but she was the only one who sent along a donation to my charity of choice.
So kind. A real show of dedication to the betterment of humanity.
Written By
Thena
Nov. 27, 2018, 1:44 p.m.(1/25/1010 AR)
200 new Knights of Solace. 200! I think I can call in some favors and accommodate them all, but gods, what a thing to wake up to.
Nov. 27, 2018, 1:31 p.m.(1/25/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on
Leif
So it seems my brother has finally made his way back to the city after being away for so terribly long. I'm surprised Helena managed to hold in her excitement for a full day before he could surprise me with a visit.
It is so good to know he's back. I just hope he stays longer this time before duty takes him away again.
He still has terrible aim when it comes to throwing snowballs, for that I am fortunate. Poor Lille was not quite as lucky as I.
Nov. 27, 2018, 1:17 p.m.(1/25/1010 AR)
I'm in the city not longer than an hour and found an anatomically suggestive snow-person on the Lycene grounds.
I'm -home-.
Things to find:
A decent place to drink.
Someplace that serves food.
An inn, or something.
Nov. 27, 2018, 12:36 p.m.(1/25/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on
Sparte
I am afraid I could forget everything else and just wander the halls of heroes with my teacher of riddles forever. It is so utterly fascinating, so stretching and such good exercise for mind and soul. I find thoughts of farming and gardening follow me in these halls and thoughts of riddles and sphinxes follow me in the garden. I do not think there are such particular parts of a person that they do not all mix to form the whole. I think, as my riddle master might enjoy, in finding ourselves we find someone else entirely.
Nov. 27, 2018, 12:28 p.m.(1/25/1010 AR)
The sun never kisses me yet light am I born, the flame never warms me yet I burn to the touch.
What am I?
Answer not once but twice and in opposite ways, and you'll find one truth that might brighten your winter day.
Nov. 27, 2018, 11:57 a.m.(1/25/1010 AR)
Three ingots, some wood, and whatever else I'll need -- I suppose -- to get the start of making a bow. (No, Scholar. Obviously not me.) Rather, to find someone to design a bow. Another to craft it. I suppose if I were to incorporate serpents in the design, it would be -- what's the word -- sanguine of me to make assumptions so early. (Gods forbid that.)
Nov. 27, 2018, 9:25 a.m.(1/25/1010 AR)
I suppose it probably says something about me when my own subjects don't think, when they want to get some combat experience under their belt, to ask me. Maybe I kill too many people? Or maybe I kill too many monsters.
It has to be the latter, right?
Nov. 27, 2018, 6:08 a.m.(1/25/1010 AR)
While I do take pride in my appearance and body, doing my best to maintain a good form prepared for war and hard work, sometimes it feels that that is all people see when they look at me.
Nov. 27, 2018, 3:38 a.m.(1/24/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on
Cadern
I have begun a rather ambitious research project. My cousin introduced me to Lord Cadern and after just one conversation, I have already had my eyes opened to a number of new avenues, possibilities, and I am already making numerous notes on other paths.
There simply isn't enough time in the day!
And that's not even taking into account the whole other topic I wish to bend his ear about.
Nov. 27, 2018, 1:32 a.m.(1/24/1010 AR)
There has been no greater adjustment to life in Arx or life in my sister's House than the lack of windows in our residence here. The athenaeum is my least favorite room. Reading is... impossible, obviously. Doubly so when it might serve as one of few alternatives to, I don't know, watching a bird flap on by. It's so forced! I can't say what dampens my spirit more, the mornings when I wake to find myself in that room still or the solemn march down there to begin with. Long winter ahead.
Nov. 26, 2018, 11:41 p.m.(1/24/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on
Jaenelle
Sometimes, on the days when I find your brother surrounded by books, I expect he might declare the trajectory his life has taken since our friendship deepened to be mistreatment, the weight of the responsibilities he's taken on drawing his shoulders low. He never does. Even when he is visibly tired or frustrated, he never issues complaint, never shows the least glimmer of regret, never so much as hints that there's anything he'd do differently.
Valerius is incomparable, indomitable, and I would never seek to dim his brilliance. Should I falter, I would certainly be deserving of whatever misery you might deliver.
Nov. 26, 2018, 11:24 p.m.(1/24/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on
Khanne
Reading your laughter, I can hear it still, nearly maniacal. Perhaps simply giddy, matching my own excitement. I'm fairly certain I ought to be more afraid than I am, but I rather find myself looking forward to this.
I blame the snow. When one looks out at all that endless white for so long, it's easy to lose sense of time, place, self. I may be momentarily mad.
Nov. 26, 2018, 10:59 p.m.(1/24/1010 AR)
I'm not one to look at a suddenly appearing bit of gilded wonderment with suspicion, as of course, it has happened to me once before. But it is reassuring to know that the sculpture dedicated to Gild that appeared in the shrine some weeks ago is in fact meant to be there, although not at first, but in the end the Goddess (and Count Amadeo) provides.
Nov. 26, 2018, 9:37 p.m.(1/24/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on
Domonico
Ahh, Cousin...
I've never quite noticed before...
They are, indeed, solid, muscled breasts!
Written By
Luca
Nov. 26, 2018, 7:52 p.m.(1/24/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on
Oswyn
I had the most unexpected student, this week. Scholar Oswyn came to me for help in getting a better range of motion out of his movements, particularly around the legs. Great with theories, but the execution could use a little work. But then, that's what I'm for. Amazing what a few hours of dancing around cats can do for a person's natural grace.