Written By Ywaine
Jan. 29, 2017, 8:12 p.m.(10/17/1005 AR)
This week was intense. The General got into some sort of alteraction with the family and that led to some wrung hands. But we're focused on our new assignment now, and it looks like we'll be able to get the boys into the field and get to proving why we're around.
Written By Victus
Jan. 29, 2017, 8:10 p.m.(10/17/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Julea
That weapon she made was like nothing I have ever seen made by a modern hand. Diamondplate is notoriously difficult to make, let alone turn into a perfect instrument of death. It surpasses most of the heirloom weapons I've seen in the hands of Ducal Houses, weapons a centuries old and which carry the honor of a whole House.
I don't know her, or most of anything about her, but I know that someone who can do that has rare fucking gift.
One I am inclined to respect.
I don't know her, or most of anything about her, but I know that someone who can do that has rare fucking gift.
One I am inclined to respect.
Written By Darrow
Jan. 29, 2017, 8:09 p.m.(10/17/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Margot
So far have we come since being wards under Donrai Thrax's cold, watchful gaze.
So much punishment have we endured. Our families decimated and our lives subsumed for others' purposes.
And now, she takes the reins of Tyde.
I have only my lament.
But my regret is a deep, deep thing, and as filled with resolve as the Lament is filled with ranks upon ranks of marines. The Reaper sits in the harbor, a harbinger of things to come.
Dark horizons, and dark tides. - Let them bring what they will.
So much punishment have we endured. Our families decimated and our lives subsumed for others' purposes.
And now, she takes the reins of Tyde.
I have only my lament.
But my regret is a deep, deep thing, and as filled with resolve as the Lament is filled with ranks upon ranks of marines. The Reaper sits in the harbor, a harbinger of things to come.
Dark horizons, and dark tides. - Let them bring what they will.
Written By Darrow
Jan. 29, 2017, 8:05 p.m.(10/17/1005 AR)
Victus Thrax has defeated Prince Dagon.
Unexpected, but the rule of strength has spoken.
Darkwater sails for Thrax.
Unexpected, but the rule of strength has spoken.
Darkwater sails for Thrax.
Written By Freja
Jan. 29, 2017, 8:04 p.m.(10/17/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Valencia
A Southern transplant that married into the Redrain name. She tries, she really does. She has a mind for the more social maneuvers rather than the martial, though we have quite the surpluse of the latter in our family. It may be good to have a bit of the former and she seems willing to put it to use..if pointed in the right direction.
Written By Anze
Jan. 29, 2017, 7:22 p.m.(10/17/1005 AR)
Part of me is tempted to say this week has been odd and back and forth, twisting between new disasters and enemies and points of hope.
But honestly this week is like the last and one before. This is the life we live for the moment I suppose. Bring it on, let our enemies come. There can be as many as they want, they all die to steel and they will die.
The compact will survive through blood and steel.
But honestly this week is like the last and one before. This is the life we live for the moment I suppose. Bring it on, let our enemies come. There can be as many as they want, they all die to steel and they will die.
The compact will survive through blood and steel.
Written By Tristan
Jan. 29, 2017, 7:22 p.m.(10/17/1005 AR)
I will continue to maintain that a Regent Council is a damnably inefficient way to run a realm, especially when we are essentially at war with the horrors outside the walls.
However, I know some of the Council members--in fact, may even fairly claim a couple of them as friends--and must admit they've worked tirelessly and given greatly of themselves in a truly thankless task.
However, I know some of the Council members--in fact, may even fairly claim a couple of them as friends--and must admit they've worked tirelessly and given greatly of themselves in a truly thankless task.
Written By Tristan
Jan. 29, 2017, 7:22 p.m.(10/17/1005 AR)
I will continue to maintain that a Regent Council is a damnably inefficient way to run a realm, especially when we are essentially at war with the horrors outside the walls.
However, I know some of the Council members--in fact, may even fairly claim a couple of them as friends--and must admit they've worked tirelessly and given greatly of themselves in a truly thankless task.
However, I know some of the Council members--in fact, may even fairly claim a couple of them as friends--and must admit they've worked tirelessly and given greatly of themselves in a truly thankless task.
Written By Ida
Jan. 29, 2017, 5:48 p.m.(10/17/1005 AR)
All of my commissions are complete. So either I will die soon by some mysterious means (please, please don't let this happen) or I will actually sleep soundly in my very own bed at the Valardin Manor (not the couch in the shop) for a solid ten hours. I'm really, really hoping for the latter, of course. I love sleep.
Written By Jeremiah
Jan. 29, 2017, 5:41 p.m.(10/17/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Bethany
[This entry is written in a precise, flowing, almost delicate hand.]
My partner has become an adventurer--a swashbuckling Scholar looking dashing with a rapier. She defeats Lords in combat already--Gods and Spirits help you all if she ever becomes as skilled with her Quill as she is with her Quill, with her Wit as she is with her wit--your end will be brief, and Brevity its name--
But if ever she does, whatever she does, it will be for, from, by, and through quill, wit, and brevity that I love her.
My partner has become an adventurer--a swashbuckling Scholar looking dashing with a rapier. She defeats Lords in combat already--Gods and Spirits help you all if she ever becomes as skilled with her Quill as she is with her Quill, with her Wit as she is with her wit--your end will be brief, and Brevity its name--
But if ever she does, whatever she does, it will be for, from, by, and through quill, wit, and brevity that I love her.
Written By Deva
Jan. 29, 2017, 5:10 p.m.(10/17/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Fortunato
You know when you feel like you've just totally unexpectedly hit it off with someone new? Isn't that just the best feeling? I had the awesome opportunity to meet Fortunato in his family shop. Talk about talent! I've never seen so many beautiful paintings. And I'm incredibly proud to say one now hangs in my room. I am definitely looking forward to our conversations to come.
Written By Leola
Jan. 29, 2017, 4:52 p.m.(10/17/1005 AR)
The Baroness Saik directed my attentions to the Knight Commander of the King's Own, Sir Rymarr. I was pleased to offer my support to the stables of the King once more, to the horses and tortoises of the King's Own. The Lord Commander is paying me handsomely, and I am determined to do right by him. Perhaps I can make up for my previous failures.
The excursion to the Forest went well. We have our place to found the sacred lodge and are beginning construction.
On my return, I was called to the Velenosa Estate and had to remonstrate with both the Princess Isolde and Sir Talen for allowing their animals to fight. I cared for both the injured pets, ensuring fox and snake would recover, and left firm instructions on what they must do to ensure it.
The excursion to the Forest went well. We have our place to found the sacred lodge and are beginning construction.
On my return, I was called to the Velenosa Estate and had to remonstrate with both the Princess Isolde and Sir Talen for allowing their animals to fight. I cared for both the injured pets, ensuring fox and snake would recover, and left firm instructions on what they must do to ensure it.
Written By Hadrian
Jan. 29, 2017, 4:46 p.m.(10/17/1005 AR)
Well, I lost the duel. Kima's a great fighter though, and were many to bet on that, I think many would've lost their coin -I certainly didn't think she would lose, and I'm not any less proud of how she fared. So my apology was issued, and thus the matter has been put to rest. I am glad my attention can now be more largely focused on the threats to Arx and Southport; Bringers, Gyre, demons...
You'd think there'd be a break in there somewhere, right? No, life attacks. It attacks and attacks in a relentless onslaught meant to bring you down. Meant to hurt you, meant to break your resolve and your fortitude. I am by no means a master of fortitude, and I oft find myself wondering if I am worthy of the title I bear. Perhaps my sister would be a better Duchess. Perhaps my aunt. My mother was. But, more than I am afraid that I am failing, is my determination to continue. I used to be skilled at politics. I can be again. Loved and hated, simultaneously, feared and revered, harsh and gentle.
Plus I could always just pretend I am all of these, if I am not. Hah.
You'd think there'd be a break in there somewhere, right? No, life attacks. It attacks and attacks in a relentless onslaught meant to bring you down. Meant to hurt you, meant to break your resolve and your fortitude. I am by no means a master of fortitude, and I oft find myself wondering if I am worthy of the title I bear. Perhaps my sister would be a better Duchess. Perhaps my aunt. My mother was. But, more than I am afraid that I am failing, is my determination to continue. I used to be skilled at politics. I can be again. Loved and hated, simultaneously, feared and revered, harsh and gentle.
Plus I could always just pretend I am all of these, if I am not. Hah.
Written By Victus
Jan. 29, 2017, 4:23 p.m.(10/17/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Dagon
My cousin was the Designated Heir to Donrai Thrax. For most of his life he believed that he would take over our House and guide it onto a different path. Who knows, perhaps he still will.
But not yet. I won't go into my reasons. Ultimately they matter little beyond the fact I did what I did, and it is now done.
I challenged his right to rule and he accepted. This is the Thrax way. He fought me in the Courtyard outside the Thrax Estate here in Arx, and I defeated him. Though he lost, I admire that he had the courage to face me himself rather than seek a fucking Champion to stand in his stead, and I admire that he never once yielded. In the end I have more respect for him now than I did when I uttered the challenge.
He still lost, though. And while he ultimately swore his arm to me, and I accepted his oath, I expect that was not easy.
It never is, having your path redirected towards an unfamiliar future.
But not yet. I won't go into my reasons. Ultimately they matter little beyond the fact I did what I did, and it is now done.
I challenged his right to rule and he accepted. This is the Thrax way. He fought me in the Courtyard outside the Thrax Estate here in Arx, and I defeated him. Though he lost, I admire that he had the courage to face me himself rather than seek a fucking Champion to stand in his stead, and I admire that he never once yielded. In the end I have more respect for him now than I did when I uttered the challenge.
He still lost, though. And while he ultimately swore his arm to me, and I accepted his oath, I expect that was not easy.
It never is, having your path redirected towards an unfamiliar future.
Written By Rowan
Jan. 29, 2017, 4:22 p.m.(10/17/1005 AR)
I do not know the words that would describe these past weeks properly. I do not know the words for the drowning, crushing lows, or for the soaring, hopeful highs. I am exhausted through both my beings. Through it all, hope rises highest. Hope because where there is a seed, there is life, and we still have more than seeds. We still have trees standing tall to shelter us. Hope because through every trial, we learn, and we adapt. Hope because we are not alone and hope because You...
You have made a great mistake.
You have made a great mistake.
Written By Branan
Jan. 29, 2017, 4:22 p.m.(10/17/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Saedrus
Such a beautiful popinjay.
Written By Branan
Jan. 29, 2017, 4:19 p.m.(10/17/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Esera
You gave me my shot.
I shall not throw it away.
I shall not throw it away.
Written By Branan
Jan. 29, 2017, 4:18 p.m.(10/17/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Jeremiah
Complex.
And only going to get more so.
And only going to get more so.
Written By Freja
Jan. 29, 2017, 4:13 p.m.(10/17/1005 AR)
I feel myself turning to stone, the cold of the North creeping into more than just my gaze and tones.
But, is it truly a loss? It is to stone we turn when we need our walls, our foundations and fortifications. It is the stone that whets and hones the blade, that grinds the wheat in the mill. The accumulations of which inspire so much awe when one casts their eyes upon the towering snowy crags of the North.
Even they can make music when the wind whips through forgotten canyons, when a single stone is tossed upon still waters for a solitary staccato note of melody.
Even the stilled and silent can sing, however minute when assisted.
I only hope I find the applications.
But, is it truly a loss? It is to stone we turn when we need our walls, our foundations and fortifications. It is the stone that whets and hones the blade, that grinds the wheat in the mill. The accumulations of which inspire so much awe when one casts their eyes upon the towering snowy crags of the North.
Even they can make music when the wind whips through forgotten canyons, when a single stone is tossed upon still waters for a solitary staccato note of melody.
Even the stilled and silent can sing, however minute when assisted.
I only hope I find the applications.
Written By Luca
Jan. 29, 2017, 3:59 p.m.(10/17/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Deva
I love this woman. That's right. I write it openly. She's one of very few bright points in otherwise dark days for me. She's my Daystar.
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