Written By Aric
May 7, 2018, 11:08 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
Well, a fun day reading through the Archives, for sure. A wise man once told me a story. Scratch that, he was a drunk and half insane, but the story still holds true. Two neighboring farmers, Milo and Cetus, had lived next to each other for several years. Cetus has moved to the land around five or six years back. They both owned the same amount of land and the same amount of livestock, yet Cetus' yield was always larger and more plentiful. His cows bore more calves, their were meatier and gave more milk. This disparity was evident and it always drove Milo a little mad to see his neighbor doing so much better than he was. Didn't Milo work just as hard? Put in just as many hours? Did he not set his livestock out to feed at the same times as Cetus? It made no sense to him, so he started getting more and more curious. He started peeking over the fence at Cetus while he worked, growing obsessed slowly and in turn, letting his own farm fall as he did so. Every day, he was sneaking around his barn for sight of Cetus and one day he saw Cetus talking to a cloaked man that he has never seen before. 'Maybe this is the secret?' Milo thought to himself and inches around his fence to try to get a better look at the man. As he gently climbed up the fence and tried to lean over to hear what was being said, he fell forward into a giant mound of cow droppings. So much that he was covered from head to waist in stinky brown manure. Cetus heard the noise, of course, and looked over with the priest also turning and saying a few words. As the old man told me this story, the moral was always the same. If you don't want to be covered in shit, then mind your fucking pasture.
Written By Saoirse
May 7, 2018, 11:07 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Reigna
It's true; everything is offensive to Lady Reigna. Quit while you're ahead.
Written By Carita
May 7, 2018, 11:03 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Reigna
Allow me:
Oh, Arx, you never fail to amuse me. Oh, my darlings, with the amount of scandal you bring to the Whites that are simply too much -- all it does is bring rubies to my cheeks. The color is terribly flattering I'm told (Or, at least, so this Scholar humors me.) Are we properly scandalized by wicked behavior? As though it hasn't all happened all before -- as though it likely will never happen again.
[ Notice that I do not personally criticize the nature of oaths and the serious matter of oath-breaking. Never do the words make a single appearance in my original entry. Only now. When I say 'as though it hasn't all happened all before' I mean: as though the actions of a member of the peerage haven't become the focus of the city's attention in the Whites. It has happened. It will likely happen again. We always act as though we are all terribly put out by choices that are becoming more and more commonplace as the days go by. ]
Oh, rest easy, it will happen again. It was mere years ago when I dissolved my own marriage, when I was allowed (for the grace of the gods go I) to keep my title. Mere years ago that there were whispers of worse that were wagging the tongues of Thrax.
[ This is entirely self-deprecating. The satire doesn't need to be explained because it wasn't for you, my lady. It's entirely for me. For my Journal. ]
To be under the scrutiny of the peerage is -- irritating. But, a irritating grain of sand within an oyster can create the most beautiful pearls over time. That's all it takes. Time.
[ This is the only sincere part of this entire entry. The irritation of being the focus of critique and public opinion never lasts. ]
Oh, Arx, you never fail to amuse me. Oh, my darlings, with the amount of scandal you bring to the Whites that are simply too much -- all it does is bring rubies to my cheeks. The color is terribly flattering I'm told (Or, at least, so this Scholar humors me.) Are we properly scandalized by wicked behavior? As though it hasn't all happened all before -- as though it likely will never happen again.
[ Notice that I do not personally criticize the nature of oaths and the serious matter of oath-breaking. Never do the words make a single appearance in my original entry. Only now. When I say 'as though it hasn't all happened all before' I mean: as though the actions of a member of the peerage haven't become the focus of the city's attention in the Whites. It has happened. It will likely happen again. We always act as though we are all terribly put out by choices that are becoming more and more commonplace as the days go by. ]
Oh, rest easy, it will happen again. It was mere years ago when I dissolved my own marriage, when I was allowed (for the grace of the gods go I) to keep my title. Mere years ago that there were whispers of worse that were wagging the tongues of Thrax.
[ This is entirely self-deprecating. The satire doesn't need to be explained because it wasn't for you, my lady. It's entirely for me. For my Journal. ]
To be under the scrutiny of the peerage is -- irritating. But, a irritating grain of sand within an oyster can create the most beautiful pearls over time. That's all it takes. Time.
[ This is the only sincere part of this entire entry. The irritation of being the focus of critique and public opinion never lasts. ]
Written By Reigna
May 7, 2018, 10:53 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Carita
Satire... so you were exaggerating your point to expose and criticize.... who, exactly? The purpose of satire, as I understand it, it to expose the stupidity or vice accompanying some political or topical issue.
I am struggling to see (Again, note my lack of a sense of humor, Princess Saorise can give you the details of this) who it is you are attempting to expose? No one has really spoken against the firmly held belief that Oathbreaking is bad.
Can you clarify?
I am struggling to see (Again, note my lack of a sense of humor, Princess Saorise can give you the details of this) who it is you are attempting to expose? No one has really spoken against the firmly held belief that Oathbreaking is bad.
Can you clarify?
Written By Karadoc
May 7, 2018, 10:33 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
That was a breathtaking explanation of a banjo. Frankly (no, reaaaaaally) the only instrument I am very, very, very skilled in is the flute. Seriously.
Written By Jonathan
May 7, 2018, 10:29 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
In my experience, Your Grace, these things are much easier if you just relax your muscles and let what occurs naturally to happen.
Like dancing and swaying your hips and singing, that sort of thing. Obviously.
Like dancing and swaying your hips and singing, that sort of thing. Obviously.
Written By Victus
May 7, 2018, 10:25 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Jonathan
This explanation makes me feel gross.
Written By Petal
May 7, 2018, 10:16 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
I make Banjos! Probably the banjos around are ones that I made. I also make drums, lutes, lyres and harps.
That being said I haven't been feeling so very well and do the banjo production is down.
That being said I haven't been feeling so very well and do the banjo production is down.
Written By Saoirse
May 7, 2018, 10:15 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
It's silly to limit our conversations to the whites. Why not say it to someone's face!
Written By Jonathan
May 7, 2018, 10 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
Musical instrument with four to six strings, has a skin stretched over the frame to make a hollow cavity at one end, with a long neck. You twang the strings to make sweet, sweet musical love to the air around you.
Written By Saoirse
May 7, 2018, 9:56 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Caith
Was... was that you? Leaving with a blanket over your head? Or just someone who looks like you and likes blankets?
Written By Victus
May 7, 2018, 9:42 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
Would someone please tell me, what the fuck is a banjo?
Written By Carita
May 7, 2018, 9:25 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Reigna
I believe that my flippant tone is best filed under: 'satire.' When I first took my oaths to marry - you see, it was as a commoner to a noble. There was no weight, no consequences then. Now? It's another matter. If I should ever marry again, it will be for the good of the House. It will be for keeps.
Written By Reigna
May 7, 2018, 8:45 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Carita
If I am reading your journal correctly, and this might well be my well-known lack of humor, it seems to me that this tone you take over the breaking of a sacred oath is both cavalier and disrespectful. There should be nothing cavalier about the breaking of an oath. From your words, you seem to feel as though there should be nothing out of the ordinary in taking back your pledge to another, your House and the gods. In truth if that is indeed how you truly feel, then I am glad to know it. I could not bring myself to ever trust someone who places such little regard in their word. In the fidelity they hold to the gods. And considering you are a Voice of Darkwater, it makes me severely question the judgement of the House as a whole. Woe to any who do business with the Darkwater. If they do not hold faith to their word, how can you trust them to honor their bargains with you?
What are we without our word? We are nothing. Society is based on the mutual trust that those we encounter agree to abide by the same code and rules. If you break your oath, you put yourself outside that society. That is not some paltry quibble or amusement to snicker at. That you would treat it as such is appalling.
What are we without our word? We are nothing. Society is based on the mutual trust that those we encounter agree to abide by the same code and rules. If you break your oath, you put yourself outside that society. That is not some paltry quibble or amusement to snicker at. That you would treat it as such is appalling.
Written By Calaudrin
May 7, 2018, 8:28 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Tikva
I have nothing to say the most recent flutter of scandal among the nobility. I'm sure they'll figure it out. It's their job after all.
What's really more pressing is that I have a banjo that Princess Tikva can borrow.
Please.
Borrow the banjo.
What's really more pressing is that I have a banjo that Princess Tikva can borrow.
Please.
Borrow the banjo.
Written By Lumen
May 7, 2018, 8:26 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Gabriel
While I am thankful that we are so blessed with a medium on which to have these important public discourses, it does elicit mild disappointment that not even the Regent Emeritus is found deserving of some benefit of the doubt or due diligence before the gauntlet is thrown.
I propose that the fairer and more meaningful act of contrition (if one is indeed called for) might be to offer similar lessons to an individual of lesser means for every member of the peerage who purchased time. What is the value of some arbitrary amount of coinage compared to the privately bestowed wisdom of one of our best? Particularly when one recalls that in theory, we write here for posterity's sake and for the safe preservation of knowledge... not just for ill-conceived attacks on one another's character.
I propose that the fairer and more meaningful act of contrition (if one is indeed called for) might be to offer similar lessons to an individual of lesser means for every member of the peerage who purchased time. What is the value of some arbitrary amount of coinage compared to the privately bestowed wisdom of one of our best? Particularly when one recalls that in theory, we write here for posterity's sake and for the safe preservation of knowledge... not just for ill-conceived attacks on one another's character.
Written By Carita
May 7, 2018, 8:03 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
Oh, Arx, you never fail to amuse me. Oh, my darlings, with the amount of scandal you bring to the Whites that are simply too much -- all it does is bring rubies to my cheeks. The color is terribly flattering I'm told (Or, at least, so this Scholar humors me.) Are we properly scandalized by wicked behavior? As though it hasn't all happened all before -- as though it likely will never happen again. Oh, rest easy, it will happen again. It was mere years ago when I dissolved my own marriage, when I was allowed (for the grace of the gods go I) to keep my title. Mere years ago that there were whispers of worse that were wagging the tongues of Thrax. To be under the scrutinty of the peerage is -- irritating. But, a irritating grain of sand within an oyster can create the most beautiful pearls over time. That's all it takes. Time.
Written By Cadenza
May 7, 2018, 7:56 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
I....
Nevermind.
Nevermind.
Written By Niklas
May 7, 2018, 7:38 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Tikva
If we had a banjo-off I feel like we'd both win.
And all the banjo-haters of Arx would lose.
So I'm in.
And all the banjo-haters of Arx would lose.
So I'm in.
Written By Gabriel
May 7, 2018, 6:29 p.m.(9/13/1008 AR)
As it has become a matter of public debate, I would like to clarify that the fifty-thousand silver was used for the rebuilding of Bisland's armies, and in taking care of our war widows and newly orphaned. It was an opportunity aimed at the peerage, not an attempt to price gouge a commoner.
If the Faith is unhappy with my actions, I will donate fifty thousand of my own silver in penance along with performing any other acts of prayer, meditation, or charity that might be required of me.
If the Faith is unhappy with my actions, I will donate fifty thousand of my own silver in penance along with performing any other acts of prayer, meditation, or charity that might be required of me.
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