Written By Gaston
Feb. 26, 2017, 5:24 p.m.(12/28/1005 AR)
Apparently trading in tanned hides from my years surviving on my own in the wilds can help a little with trading in resources in this city. Here is to hoping I've helped the family with setting up a trade route exchange with that tall Redrain, Agnarr.
Written By Aureth
Feb. 26, 2017, 4:56 p.m.(12/28/1005 AR)
I have to admit the world looks a little brighter tonight ... even if the jokes probably couldn't be worse.
Written By Leola
Feb. 26, 2017, 4:52 p.m.(12/28/1005 AR)
- Continuing to gather supplies to prepare Arx. The Lodge are hunting for meat, escorting grain supplies and chasing vermin from farms.
- Fought and lost again to the Lady General. She's better, as I am. Don't expect to win
- Prince Cicero gave me a gift. I can't possibly wear it. Seasilk! It's the second most valuable thing I own.
- Brier's new shoes are clattering on cobbles wonderfully. It makes me laugh whenever I hear it.
- Lady Niamh and Lady Juliet are still being incredibly support.
- I got tired of Hana telling me she was too busy to come hunting and got her a pony. Now she has to come!
- Fought and lost again to the Lady General. She's better, as I am. Don't expect to win
- Prince Cicero gave me a gift. I can't possibly wear it. Seasilk! It's the second most valuable thing I own.
- Brier's new shoes are clattering on cobbles wonderfully. It makes me laugh whenever I hear it.
- Lady Niamh and Lady Juliet are still being incredibly support.
- I got tired of Hana telling me she was too busy to come hunting and got her a pony. Now she has to come!
Written By Iona
Feb. 26, 2017, 4:35 p.m.(12/28/1005 AR)
Words cannot describe my feelings. So I won't.
Except... I will.
Lady Sarielle and Lady Lili have apparently died in the Grey Forest. Looking for their parents, I hear. The most utterly, stupid, suicidal action I've ever heard of, given the fact that Shav warbands are roaming everywhere right now.
My head hurts. My heart hurts.
I almost wish I had just strangled these two foolish girls myself. Their corpses would be here, with us. And no foolish sons of mine would be tempted to go out there to recover their bodies during these unpredictable times.
But I'll miss them.
Except... I will.
Lady Sarielle and Lady Lili have apparently died in the Grey Forest. Looking for their parents, I hear. The most utterly, stupid, suicidal action I've ever heard of, given the fact that Shav warbands are roaming everywhere right now.
My head hurts. My heart hurts.
I almost wish I had just strangled these two foolish girls myself. Their corpses would be here, with us. And no foolish sons of mine would be tempted to go out there to recover their bodies during these unpredictable times.
But I'll miss them.
Written By Luis
Feb. 26, 2017, 4:25 p.m.(12/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Michael
Well, that's that.
Hopefully that ends this whole sordid affair.
Back to the drinking.
Hopefully that ends this whole sordid affair.
Back to the drinking.
Written By Roland
Feb. 26, 2017, 4:15 p.m.(12/28/1005 AR)
Dear Ma and Da,
You won't believe what a week I've had. Duke Cristoph Laurent -- yes, the family with the bees! -- held a tournament and I was allowed to participate. I think it went well and Fluff did me proud in the joust. I don't rightly know how it happened, too, but I won the melee, mostly because I was lucky and fought with a very fine warrior at my side, Princess Marian Valardin. I know you both wanted to come and visit once things were settled, but I think it's probably best if you stay home for a while yet. There are dangerous things happening, and it's not safe to travel, even on the good roads. I'm sending what funds I can via the Faith, but stay safe, and if you see anything strange at all you go right to the Count and seek sanctuary. Don't go up into the mountains alone if you can avoid it.
I'll do my best to keep making you both proud.
Love,
Roland
You won't believe what a week I've had. Duke Cristoph Laurent -- yes, the family with the bees! -- held a tournament and I was allowed to participate. I think it went well and Fluff did me proud in the joust. I don't rightly know how it happened, too, but I won the melee, mostly because I was lucky and fought with a very fine warrior at my side, Princess Marian Valardin. I know you both wanted to come and visit once things were settled, but I think it's probably best if you stay home for a while yet. There are dangerous things happening, and it's not safe to travel, even on the good roads. I'm sending what funds I can via the Faith, but stay safe, and if you see anything strange at all you go right to the Count and seek sanctuary. Don't go up into the mountains alone if you can avoid it.
I'll do my best to keep making you both proud.
Love,
Roland
Written By Owain
Feb. 26, 2017, 3:45 p.m.(12/28/1005 AR)
Shavs might practice shamanism. That doesn't mean all those who follow the way of the spirits are shavs. Really.
Written By Belladonna
Feb. 26, 2017, 3:12 p.m.(12/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Abbas
Of all of the people to find the right words, I would not have expected it to be Prince Abbas. He did.
Written By Juliet
Feb. 26, 2017, 3:10 p.m.(12/28/1005 AR)
They still deliver copies of her white journals - I don't want them to stop doing that.
I still read - and my first instinct is to reach for my pen, to scribe a letter.
To be there. To comfort. To tell her to come to me and let me hold her and drive away the darkness. It's a foolish notion, I know. A selfish one, even. We can't drive away the darkness, we can only pretend it's not there, for a little while. But sometimes, that is necessary. Sometimes you need the joy and the laughter and the kisses and the touches before you can go back to whatever it is you do to keep the world turning.
But I miss being the soft girl.
I miss being with her.
I hope that she will return to me again.
I still read - and my first instinct is to reach for my pen, to scribe a letter.
To be there. To comfort. To tell her to come to me and let me hold her and drive away the darkness. It's a foolish notion, I know. A selfish one, even. We can't drive away the darkness, we can only pretend it's not there, for a little while. But sometimes, that is necessary. Sometimes you need the joy and the laughter and the kisses and the touches before you can go back to whatever it is you do to keep the world turning.
But I miss being the soft girl.
I miss being with her.
I hope that she will return to me again.
Written By Gaston
Feb. 26, 2017, 2:53 p.m.(12/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Monique
The Minx of the Marshes, I do believe she is likely a close comparison to how I was in my younger days, just a female version. I also believe that she is a bad influence for a man who wishes to do right by his family and be a good nobleman, she still allows her feral wild-side. Will be interesting to see what comes of that friendship.
Written By Cicero
Feb. 26, 2017, 2:49 p.m.(12/28/1005 AR)
Bring hammer to nails.
Lift timbers, support the beams.
Making a dream real.
Lift timbers, support the beams.
Making a dream real.
Written By Mae
Feb. 26, 2017, 2:47 p.m.(12/28/1005 AR)
Only one person responded to my very genuine and very nice request to assist the nobility in understanding all the matters they simply do not! That's ok. I've set out on my own to bend ears.
I am pleased to say that Lord Regent Gabriel seemed inclined to provide some resources to the Lower Boroughs, to help us through the coming winter. It's not a solution to all our problems. It's not a permanent fix. I didn't even try to bring up any sort of more complicated matters, not because I felt I could not, but because it was not the time and place.
What's most important is that the Regent seems inclined to help.
Gods willing, he will continue to help.
I am pleased to say that Lord Regent Gabriel seemed inclined to provide some resources to the Lower Boroughs, to help us through the coming winter. It's not a solution to all our problems. It's not a permanent fix. I didn't even try to bring up any sort of more complicated matters, not because I felt I could not, but because it was not the time and place.
What's most important is that the Regent seems inclined to help.
Gods willing, he will continue to help.
Written By Jasher
Feb. 26, 2017, 2:33 p.m.(12/28/1005 AR)
Demons. Blood magic. And now I hear rumors of Thraxian ships that will be crewed by women. Hopefully the latter won't be as disastrous as the former but I wouldn't bet on it. What strange times these are.
Written By Magden
Feb. 26, 2017, 2:08 p.m.(12/28/1005 AR)
I have chosen my champion. The rules of engagement shall be armorless combat with steel weapons to the first telling blow. I hope no one is unduly injured in the substitution of brave men for Duchess Lydia and myself, however time-honored and sacred the tradition. This could be solved so easily with civil words. Alas.
Written By Tristram
Feb. 26, 2017, 2:01 p.m.(12/28/1005 AR)
I should point out that a lack of ambition in favor of efficiency in a role applies solely to the military aspects of dealing with the enemy. On a social level, I have a few irons in the fire. I would like to marry, but I would like to remain a Valardin. There are two women I have met so far that I am fond enough of, and believe I would match well with for the rest of my life, whom I would like to officially court. Yet I know that one of them won't, for she believes in her family; and the other seems too distracted to consider it by her duties and the future. I hope to work that out with her. I'm also interested in opening a restaurant, still; and am going to be talking to Alis and Edain about two other ideas I have on my mind. So life proceeds within civilization as well as without.
Written By Serafine
Feb. 26, 2017, 1:56 p.m.(12/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Anze
[A note is tacked to Anze's journal:]
We know how to handle winter. It requires lots of blankets, hot tea, and at least one lover. And not leaving our nest of furs and comforters until the frost ceases to tease our windows.
We know how to handle winter. It requires lots of blankets, hot tea, and at least one lover. And not leaving our nest of furs and comforters until the frost ceases to tease our windows.
Written By Tristram
Feb. 26, 2017, 1:52 p.m.(12/28/1005 AR)
Yesterday, I was promoted to the rank of Commander in the Minisry of Defense. As much as I'm fond of the way that Prince Commander sounds, and as much as I was once quite ambitious for it, the reality of the battle with the Bringers soured most ideas of ambition and replaced it with a cooler head. I'm not the smartest, but I am dedicated to whatever is the most efficient means of ending this threat to our existance. If that was to remain an Agent or to become a Commander, I would have done either. Now is the time for me to prove that I can in fact do what I promised I could. I've also applied to the Dominus to become a Knight of Solace, but I have not yet been accepted.
Written By Bethany
Feb. 26, 2017, 1:47 p.m.(12/28/1005 AR)
I should not compare
With what I have attained
With what I have lost.
I'll find my hands empty.
With what I have attained
With what I have lost.
I'll find my hands empty.
Written By Cicero
Feb. 26, 2017, 1:36 p.m.(12/28/1005 AR)
Define a partner
In life or business. Trust.
trust above all else.
In life or business. Trust.
trust above all else.
Written By Cicero
Feb. 26, 2017, 1:25 p.m.(12/28/1005 AR)
Returned to Arx. Home? %Many meanings from one word.
perhaps this is now.
perhaps this is now.
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