Written By Sasha
June 9, 2018, 1:21 p.m.(12/15/1008 AR)
I am so glad that my sickness is ebbing away. That means I can resume researching for my cure.
Written By Aleksei
June 9, 2018, 1:19 p.m.(12/15/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Luca
Hi Luca!
Written By Luca
June 9, 2018, 12:56 p.m.(12/15/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
Believe it or not, and despite the current state of sobriety I'm not in, this isn't actually the first time I've heard about that knighted weasel, or stoat, or whatever, with the monocle. The other time wasn't even from Victus, and /that/ person was probably, most likely, sober.
Written By Luca
June 9, 2018, 12:47 p.m.(12/15/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Talen
Today, I just want to write a little bit about Talen, in this journal of mine.
Absolutely, these are thoughts that should be recorded for Vellichor, and for all who would read them.
Lately I have had a lot of time to reflect upon my relationships - my relationship to him - especially.
Every time I visit with the man, I feel as if I come away better for it. Not just because of the haze, mind you.
Now, this isn't to say that he won't also stir you a little fucking crazy at the same time. Balance in everything.
Such is the nature of the southern people, I suspect. But also, speaking of Talen, and the nature of the Lycene..
Under no circumstances should anyone believe I was paid to write any of these kind things about the man.
Choice is a powerful thing (HI ALEKSEI) and sometimes you should just choose to honor your friendships, visibly.
Kan you believe I'm even sober for this wonderful contribution to the archives? Mostly sober counts, you know.
Sincerely, Luca
Absolutely, these are thoughts that should be recorded for Vellichor, and for all who would read them.
Lately I have had a lot of time to reflect upon my relationships - my relationship to him - especially.
Every time I visit with the man, I feel as if I come away better for it. Not just because of the haze, mind you.
Now, this isn't to say that he won't also stir you a little fucking crazy at the same time. Balance in everything.
Such is the nature of the southern people, I suspect. But also, speaking of Talen, and the nature of the Lycene..
Under no circumstances should anyone believe I was paid to write any of these kind things about the man.
Choice is a powerful thing (HI ALEKSEI) and sometimes you should just choose to honor your friendships, visibly.
Kan you believe I'm even sober for this wonderful contribution to the archives? Mostly sober counts, you know.
Sincerely, Luca
Written By Kaldur
June 9, 2018, 12:45 p.m.(12/15/1008 AR)
I couldn't be prouder of the Seliki Engineering Corps' efforts at the Dusklight Collier. I'm recording it here for posterity that the men, women, and horses of this Corps are second to none.
Written By Kenna
June 9, 2018, 12:23 p.m.(12/15/1008 AR)
Last night I received the most beautiful, wonderful, amazing gift ever. Her name is Princess Muffin. She's a beautiful white puppy and so fuzzy I feel like I'm touching a cloud when I pet her. Here are some words to describe her:
This puppy is fluffy in the extreme. She's no more than 8 inches tall and weighs perhaps 10-12 pounds. The size of her paws suggests that she's maybe a quarter of her true height. Her coat is *thick*; fluffy, fluffy fur is a snowy white with a slight sheen of golden-blonde fur to it. She has a large (fluffy) head that features big coal black eyes, and a wet nose that's always sniffing something. She wears a pretty green collar with a metal tag that reads: 'Princess Muffin, Her Fluffiness'.
I was a little worried when I brought her back to my room that maybe she and Princess Sally Acorn might not get along. I mean, Sally's never had a problem with dogs before, but those were dogs not also vying for room on the bed. When I bought Muffin into my room the first time I was very careful to have her sit down before I coaxed Sally out to say hello.
I shouldn't have worried though. They hit it off like they've known one another forever! Sally sniffed at Muffin a few times and then promptly climbed right onto Muffin's back. That was a super new experience for muffin I guess, because she made herself dizzy trying to see what Sally was doing there. They spent the next hour with Sally darting here and there in my room with Muffin trotting after. (Muffin is SO CUTE but also so clumsy too! I think she fell a good four times when Sally changed direction too quickly for Muffin to react.)
Eventually Muffin got tired and so she came and curled up at the foot of my bed. I was petting her and Sally decided to join it. She curled up right against Muffin's belly like a little red spot against Muffin's white fur. We fell asleep like that. When I woke up Muffin had migrated up and was curled against my chest now, and Sally was back on her favorite spot on the pillow.
I know there are a lot of really horrible things going on right now, but last evening and this morning were perfect. If I could ever wish to just freeze a moment - it would have been right then.
This puppy is fluffy in the extreme. She's no more than 8 inches tall and weighs perhaps 10-12 pounds. The size of her paws suggests that she's maybe a quarter of her true height. Her coat is *thick*; fluffy, fluffy fur is a snowy white with a slight sheen of golden-blonde fur to it. She has a large (fluffy) head that features big coal black eyes, and a wet nose that's always sniffing something. She wears a pretty green collar with a metal tag that reads: 'Princess Muffin, Her Fluffiness'.
I was a little worried when I brought her back to my room that maybe she and Princess Sally Acorn might not get along. I mean, Sally's never had a problem with dogs before, but those were dogs not also vying for room on the bed. When I bought Muffin into my room the first time I was very careful to have her sit down before I coaxed Sally out to say hello.
I shouldn't have worried though. They hit it off like they've known one another forever! Sally sniffed at Muffin a few times and then promptly climbed right onto Muffin's back. That was a super new experience for muffin I guess, because she made herself dizzy trying to see what Sally was doing there. They spent the next hour with Sally darting here and there in my room with Muffin trotting after. (Muffin is SO CUTE but also so clumsy too! I think she fell a good four times when Sally changed direction too quickly for Muffin to react.)
Eventually Muffin got tired and so she came and curled up at the foot of my bed. I was petting her and Sally decided to join it. She curled up right against Muffin's belly like a little red spot against Muffin's white fur. We fell asleep like that. When I woke up Muffin had migrated up and was curled against my chest now, and Sally was back on her favorite spot on the pillow.
I know there are a lot of really horrible things going on right now, but last evening and this morning were perfect. If I could ever wish to just freeze a moment - it would have been right then.
Written By Mayir
June 9, 2018, 12:18 p.m.(12/15/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Elgana
I don't usually write here or anything, but I couldn't let the day go by without marking Princess Elgana Redrain's birthday.
Aureth is my patron (and the best patron I could ask for!) but Elgana has been a kind and caring friend and supported me in all the ways that matter.
I am glad she is here.
Happy birthday!
Aureth is my patron (and the best patron I could ask for!) but Elgana has been a kind and caring friend and supported me in all the ways that matter.
I am glad she is here.
Happy birthday!
Written By Lisebet
June 9, 2018, 12:13 p.m.(12/15/1008 AR)
It's my birthday! I am looking forward to celebrating with my family. I wish Elsbetta were here too!
Written By Harper
June 9, 2018, 11:31 a.m.(12/15/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Calaudrin
Well that was unexpected. I'm still debating whether this was just your way of saying that I'm writing the report next time or not, but either way I won't let you down.
And happy birthday, Uncle Cal! Hope it's a real good day for you. I'd offer to bake you a cake but it wouldn't be edible. I'll bring you some of those scones from the Sleepless Knights instead. (And I'll bring extra for you too Aunt Esoka! Any excuse... right?)
And happy birthday, Uncle Cal! Hope it's a real good day for you. I'd offer to bake you a cake but it wouldn't be edible. I'll bring you some of those scones from the Sleepless Knights instead. (And I'll bring extra for you too Aunt Esoka! Any excuse... right?)
Written By Esoka
June 9, 2018, 11:18 a.m.(12/15/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Calaudrin
Of course Sika watches you. She missed you! And we can get a puppy, she wouldn't eat puppies.
I mean, I'd keep her away from the puppy until it was big enough to eat small creatures itself. They could learn how to hunt together and keep the Lowers safe from vermin.
Happy birthday, love. I hope your year was a happy one, and we'll make the next better yet.
I mean, I'd keep her away from the puppy until it was big enough to eat small creatures itself. They could learn how to hunt together and keep the Lowers safe from vermin.
Happy birthday, love. I hope your year was a happy one, and we'll make the next better yet.
Written By Lucita
June 9, 2018, 11:07 a.m.(12/15/1008 AR)
My day needs to be hours longer to fit in all the things needing to be done. There is a feeling or urgency to hurry through the reports and lists of 'things that must be done, preferably yesterday' so there is time to visit friends and renew acquaintances before any more of them depart Arx by fair means or foul or the cold winter weather encourages staying at home to wrap up in a warm blanket before a cozy fire, bask in the warmth, and pretend it is a pleasant Lycene summer again.
Written By Lucita
June 9, 2018, 10:57 a.m.(12/15/1008 AR)
Babies are messy little people. My wardrobe will either have to expand or I shall have to become more creative with the use of veils, scarves, shawls and the like to cover the spots and smears they inevitably leave despite judicious use of spit-towels.
Written By Dycard
June 9, 2018, 10:04 a.m.(12/15/1008 AR)
Two weeks in Arx, and life becomes more interesting by the day.
I have new clothes. More than that, I have the most beautiful clothing I have ever possessed to go with the most spectacular sword. Thank you, sister. Thank you, Mistress Petal. Thank you once again, Mirari.
I have met the King, and I have encountered more of the nobility than I had realised existed, from the great Princes and Princesses to the mere kin of Barons such as myself. To see the titles traced out on paper is one thing, but to see the living, breathing reality is something else. The clothing, and the surroundings, are so lovely that I have not the words to express them. From the Abyss of a Reaver's stinking ship to the Elysium that is Arx, it feels as though I drown in style and taste and opulence.
And yet, with my freedom restored in mind as well as body, there is one question that goes unanswered. What will be my role in this world? Will I strive to master the airs and graces of the diplomat? Will I take up the sword and follow my brother, or learn the command of men and vessels? Will I pledge to the Faith, or the Crown, or the Guard? I do not know, and for now I will do the things of which my sister and New Hope have most need. Arx spreads before me, and all things in this place are possible - now I must needs find the place which is uniquely my own.
I have new clothes. More than that, I have the most beautiful clothing I have ever possessed to go with the most spectacular sword. Thank you, sister. Thank you, Mistress Petal. Thank you once again, Mirari.
I have met the King, and I have encountered more of the nobility than I had realised existed, from the great Princes and Princesses to the mere kin of Barons such as myself. To see the titles traced out on paper is one thing, but to see the living, breathing reality is something else. The clothing, and the surroundings, are so lovely that I have not the words to express them. From the Abyss of a Reaver's stinking ship to the Elysium that is Arx, it feels as though I drown in style and taste and opulence.
And yet, with my freedom restored in mind as well as body, there is one question that goes unanswered. What will be my role in this world? Will I strive to master the airs and graces of the diplomat? Will I take up the sword and follow my brother, or learn the command of men and vessels? Will I pledge to the Faith, or the Crown, or the Guard? I do not know, and for now I will do the things of which my sister and New Hope have most need. Arx spreads before me, and all things in this place are possible - now I must needs find the place which is uniquely my own.
Written By Cullen
June 9, 2018, 9:38 a.m.(12/15/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Morrighan
Happy Birthday to you, then! Since you were so gracious as to make me the clothes I wear and take such delight in, I shall make sure to take you for a heavy bout of drinking followed by beating one another up, as is right and proper for two redheads celebrating a day of birth.
Written By Barik
June 9, 2018, 7:52 a.m.(12/15/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Valarian
There's a man I met two weeks ago out on the road towards the Spirits. His was a tall frame - a tallness only and often tied to Northerners - with bronzed, long hair and a strictly fox-like expression about his ego-driven countenance. He made mockery of me at a moment of weakness, and I made the mistake of seeing it as a stain upon my honor- a mistake it was, for I soon came to understand that there's more to what meets the eye. While outwardly urbane and cynical, thus far in my many interactions with mister Harrow I've come to understand that within the shell of strainingly tight leather and choked hindquarters lies a man of relatable pragmatism, who doesn't quite take himself as deliberate as others of his profession do. Being the funereal man that I am, stultifyingly dull to a pulse, I challenged a small set of mocking notions he threw my way and was regarded with nothing but humbling reaction, and apology. He taught me a valuable lesson;
Cutting implements come fashioned in more than steel and rubicund.
Cutting implements come fashioned in more than steel and rubicund.
Written By Calaudrin
June 9, 2018, 6:50 a.m.(12/15/1008 AR)
People are giving away puppies?! It was my birthday recently and I'm disappointed no one gave me one!
Actually no, no, no. Scratch that. I don't need a dog. This massive bird would just eat it.
Esoka says it means me no harm, but I know better. It watches me. It's even larger than when we left for the south.
At any rate, I'm thirty-nine now! It's a solid age and I'm not dead yet.
Actually no, no, no. Scratch that. I don't need a dog. This massive bird would just eat it.
Esoka says it means me no harm, but I know better. It watches me. It's even larger than when we left for the south.
At any rate, I'm thirty-nine now! It's a solid age and I'm not dead yet.
Written By Sina
June 9, 2018, 6:36 a.m.(12/15/1008 AR)
First Brother Driskell, now thirteen more Scholars have died. Something terrible is happening. If someone knows what is going on, I think now would be the time to tell us. In the meantime, I think perhaps I shall linger within the company of others whenever possible, just to be safe.
Written By Morrighan
June 9, 2018, 6:27 a.m.(12/15/1008 AR)
Another year passes, and it has been an interesting one, for sure. I'm still breathing and not dead yet, so that's gift enough. Happy birthday to me.
Written By Merek
June 9, 2018, 5:18 a.m.(12/14/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Harper
It was nice to catch up with you! You are a wonderful friend.
Written By Merek
June 9, 2018, 5:17 a.m.(12/14/1008 AR)
It was quite an interesting week, although not the best perhaps. I hope that I can find some of the flowers that I'm looking for.
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