Written By Leta
Feb. 5, 2017, 11:35 p.m.(11/11/1005 AR)
I'm writing again. Don't properly know why, but I was told anything I write will please Vellichor, and I ought to please as many gods as possible. Think I've got some of them covered, others not so much.
War fills my purse, and I don't apologize for it. I don't apologize for the earning or for the spending. I bought myself red steel to fight those things coming our way, and I bought myself an earring with a pearl the size of a walnut, because it's pretty and pricey and because I can.
This time it's not blood money, not the usual kind, but the blood of unnatural things. And this makes a woman wonder whether I'd rather be fighting a proper war against common folk. I'd rather die by steel than by sorcery. But I think I'd rather kill these Bringers than people that bleed like me, not that blood on my silver ever turned my wine bitter.
I keep thinking about such things. Even caught myself wondering if I've a right to be happy when things are the way they are and folk are grieving, and even more folk are bound to be grieving soon. But it could bloody well be me next week, or the other, and in my line of work more than others, and I'd be a right fool if I kept myself from cheer because someone else is in mourning. We live while we live, not a day longer.
So that's all I was thinking of. I think I feel better after writing it. So next time I get asked if I'm happy, I believe I'll just say yes.
War fills my purse, and I don't apologize for it. I don't apologize for the earning or for the spending. I bought myself red steel to fight those things coming our way, and I bought myself an earring with a pearl the size of a walnut, because it's pretty and pricey and because I can.
This time it's not blood money, not the usual kind, but the blood of unnatural things. And this makes a woman wonder whether I'd rather be fighting a proper war against common folk. I'd rather die by steel than by sorcery. But I think I'd rather kill these Bringers than people that bleed like me, not that blood on my silver ever turned my wine bitter.
I keep thinking about such things. Even caught myself wondering if I've a right to be happy when things are the way they are and folk are grieving, and even more folk are bound to be grieving soon. But it could bloody well be me next week, or the other, and in my line of work more than others, and I'd be a right fool if I kept myself from cheer because someone else is in mourning. We live while we live, not a day longer.
So that's all I was thinking of. I think I feel better after writing it. So next time I get asked if I'm happy, I believe I'll just say yes.
Written By Anabelle
Feb. 5, 2017, 11:33 p.m.(11/11/1005 AR)
It all started when I took a look at the finances. Demura does pretty well at keeping us running, but she also spends so much of her time focused on warfare. Sometimes it feels like that's more her life than anything else. Honestly, there are times that I wonder if she wouldn't be happier as the Sword instead of the Marquessa, but that's her choice. I only hope that she chooses the one that'll make her happiest.
I think the part that surprised me the most is that it made me the voice. I never expected to have that sort of position in the house. I thought I would just be married off one day and that would be the end of it. I spent a lot of my time shirking my studies partly for that reason, the rest because - let's face it - studying is boring. And now look what that's earned me.
I'm the voice.
By the Gods what did I get myself into.
I think the part that surprised me the most is that it made me the voice. I never expected to have that sort of position in the house. I thought I would just be married off one day and that would be the end of it. I spent a lot of my time shirking my studies partly for that reason, the rest because - let's face it - studying is boring. And now look what that's earned me.
I'm the voice.
By the Gods what did I get myself into.
Written By Joscelin
Feb. 5, 2017, 11:25 p.m.(11/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Silas
Note to self:
Invite Silas Mercier to my reception.
He's in my defense party, so-
Invite Silas Mercier to my reception.
He's in my defense party, so-
Written By Silas
Feb. 5, 2017, 11:09 p.m.(11/11/1005 AR)
Unintentionally ruined the reception I organized for my sister and new brother-in-law. Go me!
Written By Neve
Feb. 5, 2017, 11:02 p.m.(11/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Asger
I think he is my friend. I think too, that I am his. There aren't many men who would tell me that I'm ugly, but he did. I don't believe it for a minute, but it was nice of him to say so.
Written By Barric
Feb. 5, 2017, 10:55 p.m.(11/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Luca
A prince of House Velenosa with something of a connection to House Deepwood, Luca is but all accounts a fine swordsman. Granted, I have not yet scene his swordsmanship but this is hardly a challenge to his skill. I look forward to getting into it with him. He was eager to square off against Elvesbane, but such a thing is not allowed. Still, it will be an honor to test our skill and mettle against one another.
Written By Khanne
Feb. 5, 2017, 10:55 p.m.(11/11/1005 AR)
There is an orchid that grows in a pot within my room. It rises tall, leaning on its friend, the stake, for support. It is not ashamed to rely on others to help it reach its heights and blossoms with pride. It speaks poetry to me, silently, and smells like blue.
Written By Freja
Feb. 5, 2017, 10:46 p.m.(11/11/1005 AR)
I have acquired a vulture. I think the most amusing part of this is not that his name is Dangerfloof, but that the guards are already sketched out by the way he waddles after them 'as if waiting' as they say.
Written By Rowan
Feb. 5, 2017, 10:42 p.m.(11/11/1005 AR)
Sage and Crow have arrived. The others will not be far behind. The Autumn always turns my mind to thoughts of home and family. The season has always drawn me back to them from my wanderings in the past. The twins have grown a great deal in their first year, and have brought smiles to the worried faces of many of my kin. Best of all, thought...There is no greater defense against a Muiryn than a chubby little babbling face with grabby hands. I might survive the year un-throttled.
Written By Aleksei
Feb. 5, 2017, 10:41 p.m.(11/11/1005 AR)
The Champions Fete was, as far as I could tell, a pretty big success. I didn't necessarily expect to win in the duel, but I didn't expect /not/ to win. Really, Luca and I are both so good that we never can tell who's going to get the edge when we go at. I think I can safely say we both got a real workout, which isn't always the case when we're dueling other people. Uh. No offense to other people!
I had an evening with me purchased by the very upstanding Duke Cassius Pravus, who was definitely tricked and then pressured into bidding. But it's for a good cause! I'm sure he'll think of a valuable way to spend my time and expertise.
I had an evening with me purchased by the very upstanding Duke Cassius Pravus, who was definitely tricked and then pressured into bidding. But it's for a good cause! I'm sure he'll think of a valuable way to spend my time and expertise.
Written By Khanne
Feb. 5, 2017, 10:34 p.m.(11/11/1005 AR)
I am tired, so tired. It seems I have been such often as of late. Work too hard perhaps, push myself too much. Yet I always feel like I should have done more, accomplished more, every single day.
It has been a whirlwind of a week. I met Valerius. I think we will continue to do so from time to time. He seems a different person when we speak than he does when I have seen him elsewhere. Such can be the case when people talk for business reasons instead of personal.
It was a week of discovery. Mostly... I discovered there is an endless number of things I need to look into, to research. Is it any wonder I am so tired?
Oh, I -finally- was able to find a leatherworker to craft my new set of leathers. Torian. I highly recommend his work. He worked with my requests amazingly well and truly managed to make them fit my personality.
It was also a week of tough questions. Some were followed by easy answers, others more difficult. Some are yet to have an inkling of an answer. I am determined. I will find the answers I seek.
It has been a whirlwind of a week. I met Valerius. I think we will continue to do so from time to time. He seems a different person when we speak than he does when I have seen him elsewhere. Such can be the case when people talk for business reasons instead of personal.
It was a week of discovery. Mostly... I discovered there is an endless number of things I need to look into, to research. Is it any wonder I am so tired?
Oh, I -finally- was able to find a leatherworker to craft my new set of leathers. Torian. I highly recommend his work. He worked with my requests amazingly well and truly managed to make them fit my personality.
It was also a week of tough questions. Some were followed by easy answers, others more difficult. Some are yet to have an inkling of an answer. I am determined. I will find the answers I seek.
Written By Rowan
Feb. 5, 2017, 10:33 p.m.(11/11/1005 AR)
A man had two daughters, and between the two of them, they were the whole of his world. The man had pleased the spirits, and they offered him a boon, and he wished to use it to the benefit of his dear daughters.
When he visited the first, a gardener and herbalist, he asked her what she might wish for. "All things are good with me," she told her father. "I only wish that there might be a heavy rain to see my plants through the season without wilting."
When he visited the second, a fine artist of pottery, he asked of her the same. "All is well," she told him. "I only wish that there that the weather be warm and bright, that my pots and bowls will dry without slumping."
Torn between the two, the man asked his own father, "If one child wishes for rain, and the other for dry weather, with which of the two am I to join my wishes?"
"There is nothing in this world that is the wish of all," he advised. "You can only do right by yourself, and be ready to help the ones who fall to hard times."
When he visited the first, a gardener and herbalist, he asked her what she might wish for. "All things are good with me," she told her father. "I only wish that there might be a heavy rain to see my plants through the season without wilting."
When he visited the second, a fine artist of pottery, he asked of her the same. "All is well," she told him. "I only wish that there that the weather be warm and bright, that my pots and bowls will dry without slumping."
Torn between the two, the man asked his own father, "If one child wishes for rain, and the other for dry weather, with which of the two am I to join my wishes?"
"There is nothing in this world that is the wish of all," he advised. "You can only do right by yourself, and be ready to help the ones who fall to hard times."
Written By Neve
Feb. 5, 2017, 10:21 p.m.(11/11/1005 AR)
Autumn is upon us, the summer of our arrival come and gone and already the song and sound of the Greenmarch has grown faint and almost forgotten in my mind as the sounds of Arx takes it place. But my heart will always dwell upon the green soil of my birth and much thought have I given to it. For whatever is coming, whatever has already come and gone... I will return to my Green Wood. When all the darkness has been pushed back and all the blights and silence are gone from us. I will return. And if I must I will bring my forest back to life one tree at a time.
Written By Neve
Feb. 5, 2017, 10:19 p.m.(11/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Khanne
The more I see of her, the more I feel as though in a life before this we might have been sisters or friends of the highest order. I am excited to see what paths the spirits guides us down together.
Written By Aureth
Feb. 5, 2017, 10:03 p.m.(11/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Lazarus
Lazarus Mercier insulted my mother publicly and only withdrew his insults under threat of a call for a Champion. She named him a coward, publicly, in these pages, and he accepted the name, because he could not do otherwise and refuse the duel.
My mother is dead now. Murdered by poison.
But I say now on her behalf and on my own that Lazarus Mercier remains a coward, in perpetuity.
My mother is dead now. Murdered by poison.
But I say now on her behalf and on my own that Lazarus Mercier remains a coward, in perpetuity.
Written By Valerius
Feb. 5, 2017, 9:53 p.m.(11/10/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Cassius
We’ve met, we’ve talked, and I’m pleased to say he’s a decent fellow. I find most associated with Redrain, or those previously associated with Redrain, are. Blame my father. And my many, many cousins.
But I imagine we’ll have a lot to talk about in the coming months. There’s much to do, and I fear not very much time to do it.
But I imagine we’ll have a lot to talk about in the coming months. There’s much to do, and I fear not very much time to do it.
Written By Valerius
Feb. 5, 2017, 9:43 p.m.(11/10/1005 AR)
After half an hour of stitches and what I’m told will be a very manly scar, the cut on my hand is closed and should heal nicely.
It’s been awhile since I’ve bled like that, and it didn’t even have the accompanying risk of me potentially dying along with it. It was a relieving thing, really, and I’m grateful I didn’t hurt myself worse.
I’m going to slow down on my morning drinking, I think. Or drink more heavily, I haven’t decided yet.
It’s been awhile since I’ve bled like that, and it didn’t even have the accompanying risk of me potentially dying along with it. It was a relieving thing, really, and I’m grateful I didn’t hurt myself worse.
I’m going to slow down on my morning drinking, I think. Or drink more heavily, I haven’t decided yet.
Written By Ida
Feb. 5, 2017, 9:25 p.m.(11/10/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Ywaine
I thought I knew what to expect when Lord Ywaine Telmar and I met up to spar, having discussed doing so some days prior while supporting His Grace at the vigil. I could not have misjudged the noble-turned-mercenary more. It was a good lesson, truth be told, as well as a good match. I also gained a new perspective on a weapon that is part of the reason I wished to learn the Oathlands method to folding steel. So, overall, a pleasant and educational meeting that also lead to a new commission.
Written By Killian
Feb. 5, 2017, 8:48 p.m.(11/10/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Aislin
So Ainsley happened upon a couple of little foxes in the woods on a patrol, the best he could guess was that their mother must have died to the Bringers or some other something..but they were alone and starving. He brought them to me and we've nursed them back to health, so one of them is Aislin's birthday present. I hope she likes it.
Written By Killian
Feb. 5, 2017, 8:36 p.m.(11/10/1005 AR)
This matter with the Dominus has gone on too long, the church needs to settle the topic. Remove the Dominus, overturn the excommunication, and set a reasonable penance in tithe or tribute or otherwise upon the high lords and voices if they feel that something is necessary to keep from looking weak for backing down on the matter.
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