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Written By Jaenelle

Dec. 4, 2016, 8:25 p.m.(4/18/1005 AR)

I am more than honored to have been given the task of Minister of Infrastructure. Like everything in life, it will be a challenging task, but one I am most excited to embark on. I have been studying maps of the city, above and beneath the ground, and hope that to make myself more familiar with the merchants and shop owners.

Written By Felix

Dec. 4, 2016, 8:24 p.m.(4/18/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Leona

A bit of a mystery this one. She's definitely got a story, but I suspect she wants to keep that to herself. I forged a rapier for this member of the King's Own that she seems pleased with.

Written By Felix

Dec. 4, 2016, 8:23 p.m.(4/18/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Costas

A masterful storyteller and a quick wit. I'm designing a sword for him commemorating the events of his thrilling tale.

Written By Juliet

Dec. 4, 2016, 8:05 p.m.(4/18/1005 AR)

A lesson I need to learn, I find, is one that I've been told once or twice in the past few months: Listen to what people tell you. Accept their words. I will be better at this.

You are right, my dear. Your opinion doesn't matter. And I am glad to have realised it.

Written By Niccolo

Dec. 4, 2016, 7:40 p.m.(4/18/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Calypso

Lady Calypso is quickly becoming someone I feel I can depend on. I've tested her arm in a spar myself, and she's quite capable, showing a determination that very few are able to stick to.

It's that indomitable spirit that I feel will carry her, even when things seem the most bleak. I look forward to getting to know her better.

Written By Darren

Dec. 4, 2016, 7:39 p.m.(4/18/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Anze

Another cousin, sibling to Freja and Fergus. That great big sword of his hits exactly as you would expect a great big sword to hit ... when he can catch you with it, of course.

It is nice to be surrounded by family, especially so far from home.

Written By Lazarus

Dec. 4, 2016, 7:28 p.m.(4/18/1005 AR)

There is an organized chaos that surrounds our city. Everything is color coded and cut up into nice equal pieces for nobles to share among themselves. Layers fit on top and below. Some times bleeding into or out of this pieces. The Merciers have had the fortune of being on the right side of trade and I can honestly say that I am very proud of all the work we have put into enriching our family status and wealth. An increase in revenue will help us meet the high demands our clients expect from us. With the warehouse we are able to move more goods. The garden lets us manufacture here in the city. A tea shop will be raised in the coming days for us to sell our tea and soon after we have a suitable place for a workshop we will put one up and provide employment to allot of commoners. The Merciers are prove that success is measured with dedication and you can rise to glory no matter your station in life. Bless Gild's fortune.

Written By Valkieri

Dec. 4, 2016, 7:02 p.m.(4/18/1005 AR)

I have no idea how this happened.

I had no reason to believe Princess Isolde when she said that Lady Cara was not going to be in the delegation to the Nox'alfar; Cara had her assurances from Dawn, and I certainly hold more faith in her than the princess. And yet now I find that somehow my words from weeks -- or months! -- ago are somehow responsible for Cara no longer being among the party. Cara is furious. Dawn is now furious that I'm endangering myself by being among the party myself. The only reason I'm in the fucking party is to take care of my sister! And yet Dawn got even /more/ angry when I pointed out it's only her fault for not telling me Cara wasn't going.

Everyone is angry at me and none of this is my fault! And now I'm stuck on this stupid fucking delegation. They'll all be pretty sorry when I get eaten by demons.

*released black journal as stipulated by the will of the deceased*

Written By Valkieri

Dec. 4, 2016, 6:45 p.m.(4/18/1005 AR)

Well, the melee happened. I was one of the first to go down, but only because five of my competitors saw fit to target me at once.

Really, I should take it as a compliment.

*released black journal as stipulated by the will of the deceased*

Written By Eleyna

Dec. 4, 2016, 6:27 p.m.(4/18/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Talen

The Sword is being disingenuous. I never said I expected him to restrain the predatory nature of his pet, only that he not contrive to -help- the creature kill my fox. There is a difference.

Written By Serafine

Dec. 4, 2016, 6:26 p.m.(4/18/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Talen

A good man to bump into and shove into a fight, and a great wall to relieve tension against. Doesn't say stupid things like 'you're a woman' or 'you're not as well armored' or 'your dick is too small'.

Have to appreciate that.

Written By Cicero

Dec. 4, 2016, 4:41 p.m.(4/17/1005 AR)

Ascending a cliff
The prize at the top no more.
New challenge unveiled.

Written By Cicero

Dec. 4, 2016, 4:32 p.m.(4/17/1005 AR)

The book delivered
Numbers figured and noted
Benefit to both.

Written By Runa

Dec. 4, 2016, 4:23 p.m.(4/17/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Eos

Had a very interesting walk atop the SeaWatch walls. The view is as incredible as always. But to have company and able to listen to a story touching upon the Golden Guard and their Lord, made it even better. At this rate, I may even conquer this fear of heights.

Written By Cicero

Dec. 4, 2016, 4:18 p.m.(4/17/1005 AR)


Lessons to be had
Dangerous. Yellow and green.
The worms yield the price.

Written By Talen

Dec. 4, 2016, 3:46 p.m.(4/17/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Branan

A poet. A poet that now lives within the estate. So long as he's not bunking with me I'll find a way to make do. If he recites poetry over breakfast I might not be so amicable.

Written By Talen

Dec. 4, 2016, 3:45 p.m.(4/17/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Eleyna

Apparently I'm not allowed to let Hiss kill her fox. Since when did I shoulder the burden of telling natural predators what they can and can't do? Pray for me, scholars. This is one task I think I cannot accomplish.

Written By Talen

Dec. 4, 2016, 3:44 p.m.(4/17/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Serafine

Quick but not quick enough. She has a habit of taking me on despite the "unfairness" of combat. It's a trait I can admire. There's nothing fair about fighting to the death so why should there be when training for it?

Written By Alis

Dec. 4, 2016, 3:20 p.m.(4/17/1005 AR)

It's quite amazing how fun a trip to the Managerie can be. Especially if Sophie is along, as she is quite relaxing company.

The ursine exhibit, and the lemurs, were especially amusing. But they really need food vendors in there somewhere.

Written By Leola

Dec. 4, 2016, 3:17 p.m.(4/17/1005 AR)

I think I need to speak to the Archlector and Archscholar. Aside from anything else, the latest proclamation of the Dominus would make the timing fortuitous.

I've had in mind for some time to create an order devoted to Petrichor. The city relies on hunters for their meat, and none of the nobility I've shared meals with have given him any thanks, nor have they thanked for hospitality on entering another's lands. I understand that to them, food simply occurs; but the love of hunting is one of Petrichor's gifts, and we must foster it. I had it in mind to create a lodge closer to the forests, of skilled hunters and riders. That such would be of use on the roads, as well, or as scouts for war, should only make it more useful in gathering support. I must, though, find those who would willingly join such an endeavour, not only for themselves, but to honor he who gave us dominion.

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