Written By Desiree
Sept. 26, 2021, 2:54 p.m.(4/11/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Gawain
Written By Desiree
Sept. 26, 2021, 2:52 p.m.(4/11/1016 AR)
Written By Xia
Sept. 26, 2021, 1:56 p.m.(4/10/1016 AR)
There's a dread and a joy both to be had in coming back to one's duty station.
Functionary of the Undying Empire.
Written By Jaenelle
Sept. 26, 2021, 12:32 p.m.(4/10/1016 AR)
Written By Jaenelle
Sept. 26, 2021, 12:28 p.m.(4/10/1016 AR)
I wish to thank Dame Ida for the beautiful daggers, as clearly Noah would have been put out if at least one of the favors wasn't something small and pointy. Master Ripley took my vision for our wedding rings and surpassed them.
Also thank you, Noah, for putting up with me during these past few months as planning and execution of plans occurred. I know I can be a perfectionist, and you kept me sane.
Written By Lisebet
Sept. 26, 2021, 10:41 a.m.(4/10/1016 AR)
Written By Ida
Sept. 26, 2021, 9:10 a.m.(4/10/1016 AR)
Written By Amari
Sept. 26, 2021, 8:41 a.m.(4/10/1016 AR)
Written By Tanith
Sept. 26, 2021, 1:18 a.m.(4/9/1016 AR)
so quiet, candlelit shadow
lovers, young, do meet
velvet time stolen
hushed breath, pain sweet'
Apparently, drunk and very young, I wrote a wish in the form of poetry. It didn't unravel until later, but what it wove as a foundation was better, the rows had to be ripped up and redone.
It's been a long week. To have faith in a person like the sun rising, or the moon burning behind the clouds... do you know what that's like? I do. It's a sacred thing, to have and to know. If you know it's yours? Don't squander it, you fool. Never.
Written By Haakon
Sept. 26, 2021, 12:38 a.m.(4/9/1016 AR)
I carried off a Lycene wife of noble blood, and wed her at the palace of House Thrax in Arx. They would hail these as accomplishments of a great war chief, until learning that the marriage was negotiated ahead of time with our allies of the Lyceum, and that the Prince of Thrax is our overlord.
I have raided up the Grey River as far as Bastion, and returned with prizes from their great cathedral. This would be the most famous deed of any reaver ever born of my blood, if it were not done to hand these holy prizes humbly back to the Faith in Arx, as we are their obedient allies.
I often wonder what my ancestors would make of my life, my House, and this world.
But they are dead now, and the Wind cares not.
Written By Cesare
Sept. 25, 2021, 11:21 p.m.(4/9/1016 AR)
I had the pleasure of attending also the wedding reception of the Archduchess and Archduke-Consort Velenosa. It was truly a magnificent party, entirely worthy of two individuals of such standing. The newly redecorated Lenosia Labyrinth is marvelous; the Archduchess looked stunning, and the Archduke looked like he was wearing entirely black and gray, as he usually does. Some of the most wonderful party favors I've ever seen, and a guest list to envy. I was very privileged to speak to the Queen and Prince Aindre and was delighted to learn that Prince Aindre is a fan of the performing arts. I hope to see them at an upcoming performance, which is only a little daunting. I think being the focus of Queen Symonesse's radiant smile is more daunting, although daunting in a way which at once impresses the necessity of not disappointing her while also making one feel that they have everything they need within them /not/ to disappoint her. I also found the strangest little bag on the ground, and I am still uncertain if I was meant to find it, or if someone lost it.
Every day that passes I awake hoping to news that those I care for have returned from Bastion safe. As for myself, through sheer luck, skill, the favor of the gods, or all three, no-one was injured in our party. I somehow managed to talk my way into and out of danger, and Brother Oswyn played my captive with a panache which leads me to believe perhaps I should recruit him for the stage. I am truly grateful for the protection of Lady Kiera, Lord Vitalis, Sir Audgrim, and Raja Culler. I would not have been nearly so confident had I not known they were at my back. Onward we march; together we may accomplish much.
Written By Denica
Sept. 25, 2021, 11:10 p.m.(4/9/1016 AR)
The people I love, should know it. And if they don’t? There isn’t much I can say. Love is not in the words we speak but in the absence of them.
Love is a look. It’s a memory. A brush stroke. It is plans for the future. The belief in another. It is the air we breath and the tears that never come. It’s misbehaving; it’s laughing at the sky and screaming at the sea. A beautiful flower, the cut of a blade and drinks at dawn. It is everything.
It’s a pleasure painting you.
Written By Thea
Sept. 25, 2021, 10:32 p.m.(4/9/1016 AR)
Written By Kiera
Sept. 25, 2021, 8:19 p.m.(4/9/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Richard
Written By Gwenna
Sept. 25, 2021, 6:40 p.m.(4/9/1016 AR)
Written By Viviana
Sept. 25, 2021, 3:10 p.m.(4/9/1016 AR)
Written By Raymesin
Sept. 25, 2021, 11:37 a.m.(4/8/1016 AR)
Some of us have to work for a living, and if I upset the client who booked me months ago there won't be any more silver coming from that direction.
Written By Titus
Sept. 25, 2021, 9:11 a.m.(4/8/1016 AR)
And so after this, I will move to do a rite of cleansing in which I honour each of the gods with prayers and offerings to beseech them. This rite of cleansing I've been thinking on for some time. How heavy the veil has been draped across Arvum casting a shadow over things that should never have been forgotten and now are stolen or lost. How histories became legends, and those legends became fantastical myths and tales of vivid imaginations. How alliances simply were forgotten. How an entire people and empire became Lost, serpents slipped through the tall grass.
How bright truth will be when humanity steps out of the darkened cave and looks upon creation as if seeing a new world.
And what greater threats lurk that the veil was placed to hide minds from.
Written By Lucita
Sept. 25, 2021, 8:44 a.m.(4/8/1016 AR)
Written By Raymesin
Sept. 25, 2021, 7:35 a.m.(4/8/1016 AR)
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