Written By Austen
June 29, 2018, 5:31 a.m.(2/7/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Joscelin
I hate to be the one to break it to you, but you are old.
Written By Regla
June 29, 2018, 4:50 a.m.(2/7/1009 AR)
I, have not written one of these in a very, very long time. Not sure why to be honest, perhaps a multitude of reasons including the whole, not willing to share my feelings with people, reason.
Though, I feel I should write one now and share my thoughts with those that would read them as that seems to be the point of the whites. Maybe, someone, will find it worthwhile to help me through the changes in my life. One of those being that decision to start sharing my feelings and thoughts with people around me that I care about, more often (read, as compared to not at all). I know I have this reputation as a stern, chip on my shoulder, fiery woman that desires to try and experience all things and to excel at them, but that's not all there is to me. Not, that I've been good at showing the rest of me, but, first time for all things I suppose.
So, first thing to talk about, here we are sat a full..what, six months from Setarco? Yes, it has to have been nearly that long and yet, the nightmares don't stop. Yes, I'm having nightmares, a full six months down the line. I find myself waking up in a sweat, that have only very rarely, if ever, been seen shed in public, from streaming down my face. Just, getting it out there, Setarco did something to me, and the memory of it all is just so painful that I just can't shake it. I really do need some help.
That out of the way, I now also find my, instinct, of the maternal kind...suddenly appearing. This, burning desire to have children, to create life, to have something to love and cherish, to teach and guide, something, anything, to pull me away from the conflict that refuses to leave my mind. I know I'm a sword, and a warrior, a sailor, a leader of men and women but I want something else. I want that thing I've yet to experience, to excel at. I want my own children....
Speaking of, Turo, if you read my whites? As we've discussed, you better find me someone I can stand.
All these people, with their love and marriages and birth announcements...I told you all I hated it, and if the blacks are ever opened, one day you might read what I really thought at the time. However, now, I'm putting it out there...
I hate being alone. I feel so alone with all these people finding true love, and planning their happy little weddings. All of that, just, makes me feel even more alone and I hate it. Then I feel guilty for being mad and hating it. Then I feel stupid, and more alone. Maybe, just maybe this is all finally coming to a head? I just don't know..right now, there are several things weighing on me almost daily...
I think, I'm just going to go enjoy favored past-time number three, lots and lots of drinking...that should fix it all...
Though, I feel I should write one now and share my thoughts with those that would read them as that seems to be the point of the whites. Maybe, someone, will find it worthwhile to help me through the changes in my life. One of those being that decision to start sharing my feelings and thoughts with people around me that I care about, more often (read, as compared to not at all). I know I have this reputation as a stern, chip on my shoulder, fiery woman that desires to try and experience all things and to excel at them, but that's not all there is to me. Not, that I've been good at showing the rest of me, but, first time for all things I suppose.
So, first thing to talk about, here we are sat a full..what, six months from Setarco? Yes, it has to have been nearly that long and yet, the nightmares don't stop. Yes, I'm having nightmares, a full six months down the line. I find myself waking up in a sweat, that have only very rarely, if ever, been seen shed in public, from streaming down my face. Just, getting it out there, Setarco did something to me, and the memory of it all is just so painful that I just can't shake it. I really do need some help.
That out of the way, I now also find my, instinct, of the maternal kind...suddenly appearing. This, burning desire to have children, to create life, to have something to love and cherish, to teach and guide, something, anything, to pull me away from the conflict that refuses to leave my mind. I know I'm a sword, and a warrior, a sailor, a leader of men and women but I want something else. I want that thing I've yet to experience, to excel at. I want my own children....
Speaking of, Turo, if you read my whites? As we've discussed, you better find me someone I can stand.
All these people, with their love and marriages and birth announcements...I told you all I hated it, and if the blacks are ever opened, one day you might read what I really thought at the time. However, now, I'm putting it out there...
I hate being alone. I feel so alone with all these people finding true love, and planning their happy little weddings. All of that, just, makes me feel even more alone and I hate it. Then I feel guilty for being mad and hating it. Then I feel stupid, and more alone. Maybe, just maybe this is all finally coming to a head? I just don't know..right now, there are several things weighing on me almost daily...
I think, I'm just going to go enjoy favored past-time number three, lots and lots of drinking...that should fix it all...
Written By Bliss
June 29, 2018, 3:26 a.m.(2/7/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Aleksei
But you would get to see all sorts of things, such as <redacted> and also <redacted> and, of course, we can't forger about <redacted>!
Yes, Scholar, write the word redacted in there, with the pointy brackets. And my instructions here. People like reading instructions.
Anyway, Messere, it's not like I do not find time to myself outside of my work.
My apprentice has suddenly burst out laughing for some reason. End it here, Schol- yes of course write this part down.
Yes, Scholar, write the word redacted in there, with the pointy brackets. And my instructions here. People like reading instructions.
Anyway, Messere, it's not like I do not find time to myself outside of my work.
My apprentice has suddenly burst out laughing for some reason. End it here, Schol- yes of course write this part down.
Written By Seth
June 29, 2018, 2:21 a.m.(2/7/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Lyiana
I didn't expect to gain a protege during a meeting with a seamstress to discuss commissions and the like.
I seemed to have been lucky after visiting her shop, Beauty in You. I was put off by the name at first, but Mistress Lyiana does excellent work, even for men's attire, and all in quick time.
Now, I am thinking of ways to expand on her storefront. Not that I don't already have a lot on my plate with my own renovations.
I seemed to have been lucky after visiting her shop, Beauty in You. I was put off by the name at first, but Mistress Lyiana does excellent work, even for men's attire, and all in quick time.
Now, I am thinking of ways to expand on her storefront. Not that I don't already have a lot on my plate with my own renovations.
Written By Aleksei
June 29, 2018, 1:53 a.m.(2/7/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Bliss
That is not a PATRONAGE, that is a JOB, and also NO.
Written By Joscelin
June 29, 2018, 1:27 a.m.(2/7/1009 AR)
From my mother's private journal:
'The sun creeps in past the windowpane and the hanging curtains, it splits the bed with bright light and falls on your face. Your hair is tousled and tangled, and still so graceful on your Lycene face, too pretty to be real, but too familiar to be anything but mine. I hate how your tresses are somewhere between gold and brown, it shouldn't look so fetching but there it is. Olive skin, not the right shade to match mine, but just as rich; you're beautiful, damn you.
'You're sprawled on your belly, the bedclothes half kicked off. You have that grace inherent in your kin, you look beautiful even when you don't mean to be. It's not fair. I hate it. I hate it so much.
'And yet today is the day after.
'We were wed last night, commoners under the stars, we took our vows and you took me home. Our home. We made love for hours, drunk on each other. I am yours and you are mine, and we are wed. For ill or worse, we are one.
'I wonder what our children will make of us when we're older, if they will change us as they do everyone, if we will be recognizable, you and I to each other, to anyone that knew us. Will we die the way everyone covets the end; surrounded by love and peace, wizened loved one at their side, fingers frail but entangled, breaths shallow but still in time? Will we not know a moment without each other, because in the end, we fly as one? Will we be so lucky?
'I pray it so. Mangata leave me to die on these shores, so long as they are with this beautiful, ridiculous man I love, who smiles when he sees me, and farts in his sleep.
'I really hate that even then, he's still so lovely. Dammit.'
I'm fairly certain this proves I take after my mother; I seem to have her taste in men.
'The sun creeps in past the windowpane and the hanging curtains, it splits the bed with bright light and falls on your face. Your hair is tousled and tangled, and still so graceful on your Lycene face, too pretty to be real, but too familiar to be anything but mine. I hate how your tresses are somewhere between gold and brown, it shouldn't look so fetching but there it is. Olive skin, not the right shade to match mine, but just as rich; you're beautiful, damn you.
'You're sprawled on your belly, the bedclothes half kicked off. You have that grace inherent in your kin, you look beautiful even when you don't mean to be. It's not fair. I hate it. I hate it so much.
'And yet today is the day after.
'We were wed last night, commoners under the stars, we took our vows and you took me home. Our home. We made love for hours, drunk on each other. I am yours and you are mine, and we are wed. For ill or worse, we are one.
'I wonder what our children will make of us when we're older, if they will change us as they do everyone, if we will be recognizable, you and I to each other, to anyone that knew us. Will we die the way everyone covets the end; surrounded by love and peace, wizened loved one at their side, fingers frail but entangled, breaths shallow but still in time? Will we not know a moment without each other, because in the end, we fly as one? Will we be so lucky?
'I pray it so. Mangata leave me to die on these shores, so long as they are with this beautiful, ridiculous man I love, who smiles when he sees me, and farts in his sleep.
'I really hate that even then, he's still so lovely. Dammit.'
I'm fairly certain this proves I take after my mother; I seem to have her taste in men.
Written By Bliss
June 29, 2018, 1:25 a.m.(2/7/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Aleksei
Have you considered Whisper House?
Aleksei Whisper has a ring to it.
Aleksei Whisper has a ring to it.
Written By Arik
June 29, 2018, 12:55 a.m.(2/7/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
I've had High Lord Victus' journals randomly pulled since the talking otters. On the topic of naming dogs.
+ Dog
+ Wolf
+ You
+ Come
+ Roo
+ Dog
+ Wolf
+ You
+ Come
+ Roo
Written By Aleksei
June 29, 2018, 12:40 a.m.(2/7/1009 AR)
Yes, it's true. I, Aleksei Morgan, once Godsworn priest, Archlector of Skald, Paladin of Freedom, now a Champion again I guess, also sometimes for Skald, considering taking a patron now that I'm comfortably returned to nobody status. I brings with me a really strange history, a predilection for doing what I want, and cool sword tricks. Maybe I'll give you first dibs if you ever need a Champion to fight for your honor. My future patron will bring with them...something. Tell me what you bring to the table! By letter, I mean. Send a letter. If you're interested. I have no idea what I'm looking for!
Written By Joscelin
June 29, 2018, 12:28 a.m.(2/7/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
I'm a big fan of the name 'You'.
'YOU! COME HERE!'
'YOU! ROLL OVER!'
'YOU! STOP EATING ALARISSA'S UNDERPANTS!'
'YOU! PLAY DEAD!'
'YOU! COME HERE!'
'YOU! ROLL OVER!'
'YOU! STOP EATING ALARISSA'S UNDERPANTS!'
'YOU! PLAY DEAD!'
Written By Tynan
June 29, 2018, 12:25 a.m.(2/7/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
A dog needs a good, strong, name. Like Mortimer, or Woofers.
Written By Sabella
June 29, 2018, 12:15 a.m.(2/7/1009 AR)
It has been a whirlwind of a week and it is not even half over! Let me start off with the WEDDING, which was amazing! It was everything I ever dreamed and moreso! Thank you so much for everyone that turned out for it! And if you did not get a commemorative tiara please let me know and we will be sure to get one to you!
It really was an absolutely beautiful ceremony. My cousin, Prince Gareth, accompanied me down the aisle while Marquis Kennex accompanied Niklas. Seraph Ailith has clearly done many a wedding before ours for she spoke with eloquence and sincerity and while I thought my heart was already full it was bursting over by the time she had us say our vows. Niklas surprised me with a gorgeous iridescite ring with a dawnstone that I just adore! It's so beautiful! And his vows, which he did not write beforehand, were touching and compelling and amazing and if I hadn't been in love with him already I would've fallen fully and completely in love with him right then. I truly cannot wait for our future to happen together. We will write such a tremendous story!
And it started with an amazing party! I have to thank Princess Tikva for all of her attention to detail, and his Majesty for allowing us the use of his palace for a night! There was music and dancing and laughter and singing and the best conversations ever! I didn't get to spend nearly as much time with everyone as I wanted, but I shall make up for that in the next coming days, I promise!
Then there was the opening of Bold Expressions, a unique little shop that mostly serves coffee although there are lots of other things on the menu. I highly recommend their lavender latticework drink and the chocolate chip muffin! The opening was interrupted a bit by a duel between Prince Laric and a man named Skald that everyone seemed very taken with. I am assured that it was really the god Skald, but it does leave me wondering why we build temples where we go to pray if bulletin boards seem to do the trick better. Perhaps we ought to build more bulletin boards?
And then tonight there was a winter festival right in the city center! Niklas and I competed in two events! Well, we competed in the snowball competition with Sir Jeffeth and came in second, with the win going to High Lord Victus, Prince Barric, and Master Caspian. It was a very well played match! And then, I'm not really sure what you'd call what we did in the sledding competition. Epic failure does not seem to quite cover it, but at least we tried and only a poor, bystanding snowman was injured to the point that no mercies could help him. I'm really still very sorry about that, Little Moser! The top hat you had chosen for him was very sporting!
It really was an absolutely beautiful ceremony. My cousin, Prince Gareth, accompanied me down the aisle while Marquis Kennex accompanied Niklas. Seraph Ailith has clearly done many a wedding before ours for she spoke with eloquence and sincerity and while I thought my heart was already full it was bursting over by the time she had us say our vows. Niklas surprised me with a gorgeous iridescite ring with a dawnstone that I just adore! It's so beautiful! And his vows, which he did not write beforehand, were touching and compelling and amazing and if I hadn't been in love with him already I would've fallen fully and completely in love with him right then. I truly cannot wait for our future to happen together. We will write such a tremendous story!
And it started with an amazing party! I have to thank Princess Tikva for all of her attention to detail, and his Majesty for allowing us the use of his palace for a night! There was music and dancing and laughter and singing and the best conversations ever! I didn't get to spend nearly as much time with everyone as I wanted, but I shall make up for that in the next coming days, I promise!
Then there was the opening of Bold Expressions, a unique little shop that mostly serves coffee although there are lots of other things on the menu. I highly recommend their lavender latticework drink and the chocolate chip muffin! The opening was interrupted a bit by a duel between Prince Laric and a man named Skald that everyone seemed very taken with. I am assured that it was really the god Skald, but it does leave me wondering why we build temples where we go to pray if bulletin boards seem to do the trick better. Perhaps we ought to build more bulletin boards?
And then tonight there was a winter festival right in the city center! Niklas and I competed in two events! Well, we competed in the snowball competition with Sir Jeffeth and came in second, with the win going to High Lord Victus, Prince Barric, and Master Caspian. It was a very well played match! And then, I'm not really sure what you'd call what we did in the sledding competition. Epic failure does not seem to quite cover it, but at least we tried and only a poor, bystanding snowman was injured to the point that no mercies could help him. I'm really still very sorry about that, Little Moser! The top hat you had chosen for him was very sporting!
Written By Oliver
June 28, 2018, 9:52 p.m.(2/7/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
Might I suggest 'Vicious, Dog of Victus'? It kind of rhymes. Bonus points if the dog is small and of seemingly no threat.
Written By Reigna
June 28, 2018, 7:47 p.m.(2/6/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Tikva
I have to agree, Whatsavictus is a fantastic name!
Written By Prisila
June 28, 2018, 7:46 p.m.(2/6/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Iseulet
...I do have to admit that I am envious of your Patron, but congratulations. Again.
Written By Merek
June 28, 2018, 7:46 p.m.(2/6/1009 AR)
It's been nice having time to build snowmen, although it seems with the weather changing, it is moving towards Spring.
Written By Prisila
June 28, 2018, 7:45 p.m.(2/6/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Iseulet
As a woman of few words, and little comfort with recording my thoughts too extensively, Lady Iseulet has outdone herself. This trade route was an almost impossible achievement made possible through the Empyrean's philosophical belief in getting it done, together. Well done.
Most notably I'd like to thank all of the trade routes other Houses and organizations providing escort so that our goods get where we need to go. These pirates were ambitious and very well informed but thankfully nothing too ill came of it, other than quite a few memorable engagements.
Most notably I'd like to thank all of the trade routes other Houses and organizations providing escort so that our goods get where we need to go. These pirates were ambitious and very well informed but thankfully nothing too ill came of it, other than quite a few memorable engagements.
Written By Iseulet
June 28, 2018, 7:38 p.m.(2/6/1009 AR)
The most productive day in a while, I think.
I've finally accepted an offer of a Patronage formally and the fruits of a few months' worth of planning have begun to ripen.
I think I'll get myself another cat to spoil. Or four, as I anticipate my next move.
Thank you everyone that helped support the route. I think I will throw a little party to celebrate our victory soon.
I've finally accepted an offer of a Patronage formally and the fruits of a few months' worth of planning have begun to ripen.
I think I'll get myself another cat to spoil. Or four, as I anticipate my next move.
Thank you everyone that helped support the route. I think I will throw a little party to celebrate our victory soon.
Written By Gwenna
June 28, 2018, 7:05 p.m.(2/6/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Tikva
Whatsavictus actually has a nice ring to it, I think!
Written By Tikva
June 28, 2018, 6:59 p.m.(2/6/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
My son named our dog Thump. I asked him if he had a name suggestion for you and he said, "What's a Victus?"
So that didn't work out quite how I hoped.
So that didn't work out quite how I hoped.
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