Written By Philippe
Oct. 23, 2018, 7:08 p.m.(11/11/1009 AR)
I find myself more than ever in the bank dealing with the responsibilities of a minister of coin for my house. Economics is way beyond what I know though; I know horses and I know how to sell horses and perhaps I should delegate this chores to kin more in tune with how money works.
Written By Jhond
Oct. 23, 2018, 6:19 p.m.(11/11/1009 AR)
Change is coming. I am not nervous for it, though it will be irrevocable.
Written By Joscelin
Oct. 23, 2018, 6:18 p.m.(11/11/1009 AR)
I am grateful for all that have responded and spoken, that have sworn to free thralls, lawfully, in the name of my poor Oliver. And that so many have offered, it is a bit of light in the shadows of today.
Justice. Honor. Accountability. These are the things I am trying to focus on, to let those that wish to help, help. It's very hard.
Forgive me now for the ire that lives in me in these dark hours. If I rage, scream, lash, it isn't you. I am trying to purge my anger and my fear and it is slow work, a crawl over jagged rocks on bare knees and exposed palms to a destination I can only hope is there. I've seen others walk through this anguish with grace. Maybe I can manage to do the same.
Justice. Honor. Accountability. These are the things I am trying to focus on, to let those that wish to help, help. It's very hard.
Forgive me now for the ire that lives in me in these dark hours. If I rage, scream, lash, it isn't you. I am trying to purge my anger and my fear and it is slow work, a crawl over jagged rocks on bare knees and exposed palms to a destination I can only hope is there. I've seen others walk through this anguish with grace. Maybe I can manage to do the same.
Written By Harper
Oct. 23, 2018, 5:42 p.m.(11/11/1009 AR)
Losing family stinks. Watching other family hurt stinks even worse.
This is going on my list of things I didn't expect from having family.
This is going on my list of things I didn't expect from having family.
Written By Iseulet
Oct. 23, 2018, 5:29 p.m.(11/11/1009 AR)
... In other news, it's Alarissa's Thursday's Child, an auction.
It's not a Child Auction on Thursday.
It's not a Child Auction on Thursday.
Written By Victus
Oct. 23, 2018, 5:17 p.m.(11/11/1009 AR)
There are many institutions within the Isles that we pay great respect to as people of the salt. Those which have built us a strong foundation with which to further ourselves in the world. It is because of this staunch respect for our tradition that I find it especially heinous when one sullies that with such a dishonorable act.
Oliver Arterius' debt was repaid in full. By all accounts within Thrax's purview, that man was free to conduct his life as he so chose. There was no breakage of contract. There was no crimes committed to instate any further labor to his life. He was a citizen and most importantly an individual with every right same as you or I.
I speculate that the one who committed such a vile act of cowardice believes that their messages stand to defend Thrax's traditions. I believe that it couldn't be further from the truth. Whatever this person's goal or their motivation, they have done wrong in the eyes of the Sentinel themselves by bringing injustice to freed thralls anywhere.
This death - This murder should disturb all who call the Mourning Isles' home, as it stands to show a voice that strikes out at our way of life with dishonor.
I look forward to working toward a swift retribution to satisfy the wrong committed. Place our trust in the Sentinel.
Oliver Arterius' debt was repaid in full. By all accounts within Thrax's purview, that man was free to conduct his life as he so chose. There was no breakage of contract. There was no crimes committed to instate any further labor to his life. He was a citizen and most importantly an individual with every right same as you or I.
I speculate that the one who committed such a vile act of cowardice believes that their messages stand to defend Thrax's traditions. I believe that it couldn't be further from the truth. Whatever this person's goal or their motivation, they have done wrong in the eyes of the Sentinel themselves by bringing injustice to freed thralls anywhere.
This death - This murder should disturb all who call the Mourning Isles' home, as it stands to show a voice that strikes out at our way of life with dishonor.
I look forward to working toward a swift retribution to satisfy the wrong committed. Place our trust in the Sentinel.
Written By Niklas
Oct. 23, 2018, 4:34 p.m.(11/11/1009 AR)
One piece of alaricite down, three to go.
Strange to think that I might be able to literally turn a dream into reality.
Strange to think that I might be able to literally turn a dream into reality.
Written By Eleyna
Oct. 23, 2018, 4:12 p.m.(11/11/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Joscelin
What will you do?
You will hurt. You will breathe.
You will take a breath. It will hurt more than any other breath that you've taken before.
Then you will take another. Even when it is agony. Even when it feels like you can't breathe. That breathing feels -wrong- because -they can't-.
You will keep hurting and breathing, even when you don't want to, because there are people left that love you and need you. That are counting on you to keep breathing.
You will breathe and hurt for what seems like an eternity. At first, breathing and hurting will seem like all you are capable of.
Life carries on around you while you are busy hurting and breathing. You will have children to raise and artists to nurture and a home to keep. There will come a day where you forget to hurt for a few moments as you get wrapped up in the life that has been left behind. Then, you will remember again and this time, hurting and breathing comes with a heaping helping of guilt because how could you have forgotten to grieve even for a moment?
Time will pass. You will hurt and breathe and talk about it less because you start to understand that the grief of others likely faded long ago. You will begin to notice that your own grief has even faded in color and frayed, no longer as vivid and sharp as it once was.
The moments that you can breathe without hurting will come more frequently. Eventually, the hurting days will be even fewer and far between. Life has a funny way of dulling the edges of even the most painful things.
What will you do?
You will hurt. You will breathe. You will carry on.
You will live.
You will hurt. You will breathe.
You will take a breath. It will hurt more than any other breath that you've taken before.
Then you will take another. Even when it is agony. Even when it feels like you can't breathe. That breathing feels -wrong- because -they can't-.
You will keep hurting and breathing, even when you don't want to, because there are people left that love you and need you. That are counting on you to keep breathing.
You will breathe and hurt for what seems like an eternity. At first, breathing and hurting will seem like all you are capable of.
Life carries on around you while you are busy hurting and breathing. You will have children to raise and artists to nurture and a home to keep. There will come a day where you forget to hurt for a few moments as you get wrapped up in the life that has been left behind. Then, you will remember again and this time, hurting and breathing comes with a heaping helping of guilt because how could you have forgotten to grieve even for a moment?
Time will pass. You will hurt and breathe and talk about it less because you start to understand that the grief of others likely faded long ago. You will begin to notice that your own grief has even faded in color and frayed, no longer as vivid and sharp as it once was.
The moments that you can breathe without hurting will come more frequently. Eventually, the hurting days will be even fewer and far between. Life has a funny way of dulling the edges of even the most painful things.
What will you do?
You will hurt. You will breathe. You will carry on.
You will live.
Written By Sabine
Oct. 23, 2018, 3:41 p.m.(11/11/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Audric
Keeping to one's word is essential but precision is preferable to cruelty. If someone must die, let it be done quickly and without lingering over their pain. That's what separates justice from vengeance.
Written By Llyr
Oct. 23, 2018, 3:29 p.m.(11/11/1009 AR)
( A sketch of the view from the Redrain ramparts. From the ground by the gates and gazing upward. There's a wind that's suggested by the angry swirl of leaves scratched out against the stone. Overhead, the gathering clouds indicate rain on the horizon - or snow. Cold, cold grey tones. Above, there's a hint of movement - either the wave of a war banner - or flame red hair caught in the autumn wind. Beneath the sketch, the title: )
"Standing Watch."
"Standing Watch."
Written By Karadoc
Oct. 23, 2018, 2:57 p.m.(11/11/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Vayne
An interesting -- and oft explored -- ethical scenario. Logically, any course of action leads the decision-maker to act in a way that maximizes the net benefits to the various individuals (the many) involved. Realistically, sometimes, there is no easy choice to make. No matter what you do, something is going to go badly for someone. Someone will get fucked over. When the sacrifice turns out to have been inadequate, or the wrong people are sacrificed through misunderstanding or inadequate information -- then, it's time to get one's hands dirty. But, that doesn't always require the use of a sword or bow.
Written By Aleksei
Oct. 23, 2018, 2:12 p.m.(11/11/1009 AR)
I gave up a lot when I left the ranks of the Godsworn, even if I've since been allowed to return to the discipleship I first began in -- that I founded and grew. One of the things that was hardest for me to keep away from was the fight against thralldom.
I didn't know Oliver Arterius particularly. I do know Joscelin, who I'm left heartbroken for.
And I'm left aching with this knowledge: when you tell the world that certain people are less than, you give the world permission to treat them that way. The wounds of thralldom aren't just the years or lifetimes taken from those enslaved; they're also how it teaches people that it's okay to take those things. Until those people get angry and offended when those who have been affected by thralldom state they deserve to be treated as people.
When you strip people of humanity, others stop treating them like they're human beings.
Fuck this. I'm so sorry, Josie.
I didn't know Oliver Arterius particularly. I do know Joscelin, who I'm left heartbroken for.
And I'm left aching with this knowledge: when you tell the world that certain people are less than, you give the world permission to treat them that way. The wounds of thralldom aren't just the years or lifetimes taken from those enslaved; they're also how it teaches people that it's okay to take those things. Until those people get angry and offended when those who have been affected by thralldom state they deserve to be treated as people.
When you strip people of humanity, others stop treating them like they're human beings.
Fuck this. I'm so sorry, Josie.
Written By Harlex
Oct. 23, 2018, 2:10 p.m.(11/11/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Ida
Though the design was unconventional. Dame Ida did excellent work on my new weapon.
I will always admire rubicund for it's imposing display and sharpness, when in the right hands.
It's already been broken in nicely.
I will always admire rubicund for it's imposing display and sharpness, when in the right hands.
It's already been broken in nicely.
Written By Jyri
Oct. 23, 2018, 1:17 p.m.(11/11/1009 AR)
In the same week I have moved in the world of nobles and been called Shav scum.
I've moved through the middle and been focused on my son's future.
But now there's another road and I'm not walking it alone.
I've moved through the middle and been focused on my son's future.
But now there's another road and I'm not walking it alone.
Written By Audric
Oct. 23, 2018, 8:34 a.m.(11/10/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Sabine
I like the way you think! When I was younger, there was a point where I found myself taken captive. I befriended my captives, and wound up working with them. I told them, all the while, that when I was free, I'd come back with an army and have them all tortured to death. They didn't believe me. I escaped, obviously, and then brought the Few back and we killed them all. They died badly. Vengeance is a righteous thing, and should never be spared the vanquished. Otherwise, no one else knows not to fuck with you.
Written By Audric
Oct. 23, 2018, 8:30 a.m.(11/10/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Joscelin
It gets easier. From personal experience, killing everyone involved makes it go down that much smoother. Their friends, their family, and everyone they know is just sugar on top. I can even show you the most agonizing way to kill them, for the right price.
Written By Ida
Oct. 23, 2018, 7:30 a.m.(11/10/1009 AR)
I am no legend. I can not work alaricite and often struggle with diamondplate. Perhaps that makes me second best or choice in some people's eyes. Maybe that makes me their third choice when others aren't available. I give about zero fucks; I love what I do and I get paid well enough to do it. I am proud to put my mark on what comes from my forge and if that might lead some to think it good but not good enough? Eh. I recognize my worth and don't put that privilege in other people's hands. I don't care for disrespect either and there are a few I wouldn't take a commission from no matter how much silver they offered.
At the end of the day it's my choice to craft or compare, and I'll choose craft nine times out of ten.
At the end of the day it's my choice to craft or compare, and I'll choose craft nine times out of ten.
Written By Sabine
Oct. 23, 2018, 2:27 a.m.(11/10/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Vayne
For the many, the one will sacrifice. For the many, the one /must/ sacrifice. I would take the silver and doom a family to destitution, with no chance of recompense. Then I would collect my remaining people, resources, allies, and wits to hunt those who drove me to such a choice. I would end them to a man, salt the earth where they died, and then, should the gods see fit to have allowed me my survival in such a fight, return to shepherding my flock.
They who raise a hand against helpless others will, if allowed the freedom, raise that hand again and again with impunity. Remove the hand and the sword will fall.
Half-measures aren't to be tolerated when assuring the future. No one capable of being a threat respects half-measures.
They who raise a hand against helpless others will, if allowed the freedom, raise that hand again and again with impunity. Remove the hand and the sword will fall.
Half-measures aren't to be tolerated when assuring the future. No one capable of being a threat respects half-measures.
Written By Josephine
Oct. 23, 2018, 1:12 a.m.(11/10/1009 AR)
It's something that has weighed upon my mind and from time to time spoken across the dinner table. Does one take commissions when they are approached by one who states that they have come to you because you shall do. That the one they want is unavailable and that is a shame. You are second best and.. well, that shall have to do.
I have regrets. I should not have filled that order in the end. That I still think about it to this day is a shame as well. And so I will bar his name from the shop. Not entry, the man may enter. But the cases and it's contents will be unavailable to him. Whether this is the right decision or not, I do not know. But I do know that I should have likely done this sooner. Not that I have seen him in the shop since.
I have regrets. I should not have filled that order in the end. That I still think about it to this day is a shame as well. And so I will bar his name from the shop. Not entry, the man may enter. But the cases and it's contents will be unavailable to him. Whether this is the right decision or not, I do not know. But I do know that I should have likely done this sooner. Not that I have seen him in the shop since.
Written By Llyr
Oct. 23, 2018, 12:27 a.m.(11/10/1009 AR)
( It's not a expert sketch by any means. Full of loose, disconnected lines conveying a great sense of bustling and hurried movement. Vendors, booths, browsing customers. A swirl of activity in the city center. That's all it is, from the point of view from someone sitting beside the fountain. Just a moment of time set down to paper and pressed within the pages. An experience. Written beneath in a clean print reads: )
"Return."
"Return."
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