Written By Porter
Sept. 29, 2017, 6:25 p.m.(4/22/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Aethan
I remember once, Wash was in one of his moods and ended up on the roof of a building, threatening to jump to his death. It was only a one story building, but a swan dive from there would have killed him just the same as if it'd been taller. Aethan, Ian, and I had followed him up there to try to keep him from jumping, although Aethan and Ian were pretty useless at that. Ian was still just a kid, all of fifteen, and Aethan just stood there, glowering while he drank his way through a bottle of vodka, so it fell to me to use my considerable charms to talk Wash down. I pleaded and I cajoled. I may have even shed a few tears. Wash wouldn't budge.
This went on for exactly until Aethan finished off his bottle of vodka. Then he walked right up to Wash, grabbed him, and chucked him over the edge... feet first. Poor guy was hobbling around on a bad ankle for a while after that, but he didn't split his head open.
Brutal, but effective.
Written By Porter
Sept. 29, 2017, 6:25 p.m.(4/22/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Wash
He talked once, while he was really in his cups, about wanting to impress her with some act of gallantry, something like the sort of thing the Brothers Kennex are famous for. Well, he was practically one of us at that point, so I thought... why shouldn't he? I decided to hatch a plan for him, something that would really turn Lady Catalana's pretty head. It seemed like a really good idea at the time; usually, I'm a better judge of these things when I'm drunk.
It was a good plan. Simple. Iconic. There's this tribe of shavs -- technically, they've bent the knee, but they live on both sides of the line, as it were, smugglers, mostly. One of them owed me a favor, and happened to be in the neighborhood. The way it was supposed to go, this shav, Ryvan, was supposed to harrass Lady Catalana in the marketplace, and then it would be Wash to the rescue. He'd demand satisfaction for the bothering of his woman, they'd have a show fight, he'd get some superficial wound for her to fuss over before winning heroically.
Ryvan played his part beautifully -- right up until the "helpless" Lady Catalana clocked him in the jaw, kneed him in the balls, and then kicked him as he was going down. In charges Wash, just then, totally unaware of what just happened, yelling something trite like 'unhand that woman', and Ryvan, who's on the ground by this point, says: "By all your gods, Wash! You didn't tell me she had such a good right hook."
He was sleeping on the proverbial couch for a while after that, and Aethan stuck me with looking after him until she forgave him.
Written By Arianna
Sept. 29, 2017, 3:59 p.m.(4/22/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Malesh
Written By Sebastian
Sept. 29, 2017, 3:35 p.m.(4/22/1007 AR)
Written By Daemon
Sept. 29, 2017, 12:55 p.m.(4/21/1007 AR)
More often than not I'll even come home and find the bed is not my own. It is an eternal struggle I've found in this Elegance, but I must thank Princess Alarissa for her challenge. For without Elegance, I may have lived the rest of my life knowing man could not be subservient to the very animals they cater to.
For shame, Daemon. For shame. Perhaps lose the leash and get a stronger sense of presence? No no... Obviously when dealing with a royal hound you must act like a royal hound. How about this, Scribe? Is my nose high enough? Does my neck need to be more stiff? Where are you going...?
Written By Percephon
Sept. 29, 2017, 12:41 p.m.(4/21/1007 AR)
The Alphabet of Lagoma: Apothecary Cures and Curses. A (Very Outdated) Compendium from the Apothecary College of Tor. Chapter Three.
Catnip - Also known as catmint. A perennial herb that is commonly found growing wild. In a warm tea it soothes the mind and promotes sleep. As a tonic it eases hysteria and irritability when combined with valerian and skullcap.
Celery - Celery is a plant which grows in the garden and is known to everyone, and its seed is even better known to be useful for medicine. It is put in purgatives with quite sharp properties and is a reliable diuretic.
Coffee - The 'Mocha' coffee is esteemed the best, and the 'Java' next, but all can agree that the dried and roasted berries of coffee can be ground to create a very agreeable infusion. Used as a beverage, it clears the mind of fog and reduces headaches. Also, it has been known to destroy the pains following inebriation. If taken too freely it will effect the nerves.
Cumin - The cumin with the strongest properties appears to be that procured in the Saffron Isles. Known for the ability to soothe and warm the humors, hence it is good for flatulence and stomach cramps, especially if following a full Oathland meal.
Curare - See Nux Vomica. The bitter seeds, when ground into a fine powder and used in tinctures is known to stimulate the digestion to good effect in small doses. In higher quantities it is known as a toxin that will lead to shock, paralysis, and the unfortunate condition known as death.
Cypress - For one that should find themselves god-touched (or struck by lighting) seek out green cypress. The body should be rubbed with a plaster made of this along with lowland pine resin and a sandalwood. This mixture, when heated, and inhaled through the nostrils will fill one with the odor of good incense and nothing more.
Written By Ira
Sept. 29, 2017, 12:32 p.m.(4/21/1007 AR)
Upon my door
And upon my stoop
There stood the Gods
Cloaked, as I
In Superstition
Cloaked as I
In Desire
But I, being sound
Did so say "Why,
Why do you stand
Thus on my stoop?"
"We come today
To tell you how
How to be
How to act
We come today
To share with you
The things to do
To live and love
To clash and cry
And eventually die."
"All this
And all in service
To you, and you, and you?"
"All in service to life."
"And what is life?"
"Life is love."
"And what is love?"
"Love is work."
"Why then
Would I submit
To the labor of love
In service to you
In service to life?"
"Because it is right."
"What is right?"
"Right is not wrong."
"What then is wrong?
Who chooses
The morality
Who chooses
The stance
Who chooses
The rules?"
"We do."
But it was not the Gods
Who spoke
But the air behind them
The collective
More than a God
More powerful than any Mirror
The collective
Has the power
To ostracize
And cripple
And tear down
The Gods
And break
The mirror.
Written By Anze
Sept. 29, 2017, 12:29 p.m.(4/21/1007 AR)
Written By Aureth
Sept. 29, 2017, 12:22 p.m.(4/21/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Eleyna
Written By Eleyna
Sept. 29, 2017, 12:16 p.m.(4/21/1007 AR)
Instead, I think about how I can leave behind the sort of legacy that makes people hope they are me reborn in a couple hundred years.
Written By Rey
Sept. 29, 2017, 11:01 a.m.(4/21/1007 AR)
The storm held its breath. I could feel the clouds change. I turned around, and saw him. The man from the beach. He spoke to me, but the words formed by his mouth weren't the words I heard, and I couldn't tell what was real anymore.
Written By Petal
Sept. 29, 2017, 4:42 a.m.(4/21/1007 AR)
Also, I won Going Crownsworn. It is going right up in my shop. I am so excited.
The Bow, Mirari made me is lovely.
Petal
Written By Monique
Sept. 29, 2017, 1:12 a.m.(4/20/1007 AR)
A wonderful event, talent beyond my wildest dreams, and I, the humble Minx allowed to own a small part of it.
Why, one might almost think everything was going right.
Written By Calaudrin
Sept. 28, 2017, 10:45 p.m.(4/20/1007 AR)
Written By Ida
Sept. 28, 2017, 7:32 p.m.(4/20/1007 AR)
Written By Vesper
Sept. 28, 2017, 6:06 p.m.(4/18/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Thena
Written By Thena
Sept. 28, 2017, 6:04 p.m.(4/18/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Calaudrin
Written By Calaudrin
Sept. 28, 2017, 5:19 p.m.(4/18/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Sparte
Written By Torian
Sept. 28, 2017, 3:57 p.m.(4/18/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Orathy
Written By Malesh
Sept. 28, 2017, 3:50 p.m.(4/18/1007 AR)
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