Written By Mydas
Sept. 29, 2018, 8:13 p.m.(9/10/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Fredrik
My guess would be some story about a secret bastard, given we've the precedent of not so secret ones attaining far higher titles. Age gap, according to the records, would fit.
Speculation, of course, but I find it more amusing to do than howling in outrage.
Speculation, of course, but I find it more amusing to do than howling in outrage.
Written By Fredrik
Sept. 29, 2018, 8:04 p.m.(9/10/1009 AR)
I admit to my own rampant confusion in this matter of the new Marquessa. Not outrage, for I know the house is relatively new and things are more fluid, but the fact that a commoner was elevated above several living, breathing members of the Marquis' bloodline is odd, to say the least. I do hope that more will come out to explain this, as it does rail against the traditions of the Compact.
Again, not condemnation, but merely a confusion and hope that more comes forth.
Again, not condemnation, but merely a confusion and hope that more comes forth.
Written By Mydas
Sept. 29, 2018, 7:59 p.m.(9/10/1009 AR)
Either I entirely missed out on the complete destruction of the rest of the Blackwood family, or the late Marquis decided some commoner was better than any member of his blood to carry on the title.
I'm not sure which is most concerning.
I'm not sure which is most concerning.
Written By Gwenna
Sept. 29, 2018, 7:47 p.m.(9/10/1009 AR)
After months, maybe even a year, of debating about procuring an assistant, I have finally done so. As much as I really wish to have a hound like the ones we keep in Farhaven, they are not known for their abilities for taking notes and keeping reminders. One of these days, though! Perhaps a dog is something Lorenzo and I can pick out together once we are married? I rather like that idea actually.
Written By Delilah
Sept. 29, 2018, 7:21 p.m.(9/10/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Kenna
I can't wait to see what becomes of your duel with Marquis Rymarr.
I shall be the one bringing macaroons and some of that wine Marquessa Quenia keeps teasing us with.
I shall be the one bringing macaroons and some of that wine Marquessa Quenia keeps teasing us with.
Written By Delilah
Sept. 29, 2018, 7:19 p.m.(9/10/1009 AR)
::MERAKI::
Every fair word its beauty bestows
My heart's secrets sworn under the rose,
May your lips ignite our souls
Drunk on the truths the evening star knows.
Every fair word its beauty bestows
My heart's secrets sworn under the rose,
May your lips ignite our souls
Drunk on the truths the evening star knows.
Written By Ouida
Sept. 29, 2018, 7 p.m.(9/10/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Orvyn
My favorite time of the day is perhaps an hour or so before dawn.
The gardens are mostly quiet, though the city and the kitchens stir, and one had better stay out of the way of the goodfolk preparing for the long day ahead of them. The sweet duality of endings and beginnings, slipping away from a strange bed or gently rousing one that must from your own, the promise of the day before you before the invariable mistakes, bunglings, triumphs, or gains unexpected or otherwise.
I find myself in melancholy remembrances today, though I could not put a finger as to why these memories come back to me. Perhaps it is because the keep is now starting to become close to home; I have certainly spent more consecutive days here now in the last year than I did the past ten at Fair Harbor.
I hope that the Keep will hold more pleasant memories, now that the other is tainted. Though there is something that plucks at my senses to say that there is no one however happy upon the surface that doesn't have the home of their childhood, should they be so fortunate as to have one, marred by the echoes of arguments that cut bonds never to be repaired quite the same or as strong. Or even worse, things spoken in the heat of angry passion or rage that were never answered, never softened with reconciliation.
I am not one that is much given to regret. As a wise one told me, quite recently, one must move forward, accept and cherish what we can of the past, without letting it weigh upon us overmuch in the present. Everyone experiences loss, great or small. Whether or not it maims us is more of a choice.
Or so I like to tell myself, and it is easy in the wakeful hours, with sun or rain against my skin and lips, with the buzz and warble of many people around me, and all the tasks that call out for my attention.
Here before the break of dawn, all I can think about is my shame and my regret at willfully staying away from home, falsely speaking of duty to another, so that I did not have to face our father and the words I said at that last parting, spoken more in anger and fear than anything else. My own stubbornness, my own burden.
But looking forward I know, no matter the storm of anger or whatever emotion may come at some future date, as long as it is within my power never shall I go forth without reconciliation with the one who has always been with me; let at least that particular regret never come to pass between us.
The gardens are mostly quiet, though the city and the kitchens stir, and one had better stay out of the way of the goodfolk preparing for the long day ahead of them. The sweet duality of endings and beginnings, slipping away from a strange bed or gently rousing one that must from your own, the promise of the day before you before the invariable mistakes, bunglings, triumphs, or gains unexpected or otherwise.
I find myself in melancholy remembrances today, though I could not put a finger as to why these memories come back to me. Perhaps it is because the keep is now starting to become close to home; I have certainly spent more consecutive days here now in the last year than I did the past ten at Fair Harbor.
I hope that the Keep will hold more pleasant memories, now that the other is tainted. Though there is something that plucks at my senses to say that there is no one however happy upon the surface that doesn't have the home of their childhood, should they be so fortunate as to have one, marred by the echoes of arguments that cut bonds never to be repaired quite the same or as strong. Or even worse, things spoken in the heat of angry passion or rage that were never answered, never softened with reconciliation.
I am not one that is much given to regret. As a wise one told me, quite recently, one must move forward, accept and cherish what we can of the past, without letting it weigh upon us overmuch in the present. Everyone experiences loss, great or small. Whether or not it maims us is more of a choice.
Or so I like to tell myself, and it is easy in the wakeful hours, with sun or rain against my skin and lips, with the buzz and warble of many people around me, and all the tasks that call out for my attention.
Here before the break of dawn, all I can think about is my shame and my regret at willfully staying away from home, falsely speaking of duty to another, so that I did not have to face our father and the words I said at that last parting, spoken more in anger and fear than anything else. My own stubbornness, my own burden.
But looking forward I know, no matter the storm of anger or whatever emotion may come at some future date, as long as it is within my power never shall I go forth without reconciliation with the one who has always been with me; let at least that particular regret never come to pass between us.
Written By Mydas
Sept. 29, 2018, 4:43 p.m.(9/10/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Morrighan
Probably more poison as I try to make wine or any such drink.
Written By Monique
Sept. 29, 2018, 4:09 p.m.(9/10/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Josephine
Supplier of my drug of choice. This woman is the bane of my bank account and the beauty of my existence. Money is but one venue for generosity. Kindness is an even more valuable currency and Goodwoman Arcuri has shown me that in abundance.
Written By Calandra
Sept. 29, 2018, 4:02 p.m.(9/10/1009 AR)
I went to the Splashfest event this past week and it was wonderful! I've never seen such a decadent set of terrace pools, and the party itself was light and fun and everything that such an event should be. Lady Kalani and Lord Kaldur do much credit to their House.
Written By Thena
Sept. 29, 2018, 3:14 p.m.(9/10/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Esoka
I would like that.
Written By Morrighan
Sept. 29, 2018, 3:04 p.m.(9/10/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Mydas
I thought the earlier versions were poison enough, to be honest. I'll be curious to see what you come up with next.
Written By Esoka
Sept. 29, 2018, 1:29 p.m.(9/10/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Thena
You should come over for dinner for more Lowers catfish soon! They have a very unique flavor, though I concur it is best not to think about why. I've been teaching Harper and Magpie's boy, Pie, to fish with the very pretty pole Magpie made for me. Mostly we have just been catching boots and bits of refuse, but that is the fun challenge of fishing in the Lowers.
Written By Merek
Sept. 29, 2018, 12:50 p.m.(9/10/1009 AR)
I've been thinking about songs that I might like to play!
Written By Eurion
Sept. 29, 2018, 11:52 a.m.(9/10/1009 AR)
It was very nice to meet Lord Arik Halfshav and Scout Rowenova yesterday. Quite chuffed that Lord Halfshav will give me some training sessions in the use of a medium weapon. And then the icing on the cake itself; meeting Sir Jordan and having a very nice chat with him. I look forward to us working together!
Written By Rymarr
Sept. 29, 2018, 10:05 a.m.(9/9/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Grady
I've heard a fair bit about the fundraiser held by Lord Grady, alongside Princess Sabella Grayson. Many a kind word spoken.
Since his taking of the Deepwood name he has consistently put his efforts into the development of our House and the unofficial ties of it. He has even somehow cracked my exterior, though I can feel my left eye beginning to twitch with such an admission.
Naturally it can't be overlooked that his efforts have likewise been put toward benefiting the Compact, as have the actions of many others of late. So, really, a great job all-around.
I am thankful to call him a Deepwood.
Since his taking of the Deepwood name he has consistently put his efforts into the development of our House and the unofficial ties of it. He has even somehow cracked my exterior, though I can feel my left eye beginning to twitch with such an admission.
Naturally it can't be overlooked that his efforts have likewise been put toward benefiting the Compact, as have the actions of many others of late. So, really, a great job all-around.
I am thankful to call him a Deepwood.
Written By Lisebet
Sept. 29, 2018, 9:49 a.m.(9/9/1009 AR)
Whoever would have thought that shucking oysters would win me a competition and a pearl?
Written By Mydas
Sept. 29, 2018, 9:40 a.m.(9/9/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Morrighan
At this point I believe I've stretched the notion of drink far enough to be well into the one of poison.
At least the Foolsbane has the courtesy of letting you know its presence while it destroys one's body.
At least the Foolsbane has the courtesy of letting you know its presence while it destroys one's body.
Written By Brigida
Sept. 29, 2018, 9:23 a.m.(9/9/1009 AR)
Attended the Catharsis.
It seemed like an interesting idea, so I brought some grievances with me to share.
Rather than an airing of grief it mostly seemed to be a discussion of fashion.
I thought it unseemly to disrupt such a spirited discussion, so I kept my jeremiad to myself.
This is fine.
Every palace needs a foundation, and the hard stone of resentment works just as well as anything else.
It seemed like an interesting idea, so I brought some grievances with me to share.
Rather than an airing of grief it mostly seemed to be a discussion of fashion.
I thought it unseemly to disrupt such a spirited discussion, so I kept my jeremiad to myself.
This is fine.
Every palace needs a foundation, and the hard stone of resentment works just as well as anything else.
Written By Quenia
Sept. 29, 2018, 8:18 a.m.(9/9/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Sabella
A bit of a correction is needed. The Black Cherry and Black Currant wine has actually been produced in quantities. Only one bottle has been given out so far, to Lord Jophiel, with the exception of the one I gave out last evening for the raffle.
The remaining bottles will be made available during the Wine Extravaganza we're holding next month, along with a quantity of other wines we'll be releasing. I do not want whomever got the willow basket to be upset when more wine is released. We've been waiting for the vintners to send over more than the handful of advanced bottles they've already sent to the house.
But, for now, the wine is very rare. When it is released, it will still be rare, just not as rare as it is right now. There will only be 20 bottles of it, in totality.
The remaining bottles will be made available during the Wine Extravaganza we're holding next month, along with a quantity of other wines we'll be releasing. I do not want whomever got the willow basket to be upset when more wine is released. We've been waiting for the vintners to send over more than the handful of advanced bottles they've already sent to the house.
But, for now, the wine is very rare. When it is released, it will still be rare, just not as rare as it is right now. There will only be 20 bottles of it, in totality.
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