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Written By Victus

June 15, 2016, 1:39 p.m.(10/8/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Brianna

She has a fair bit of skill for someone untested. I'll admit that I generally don't mind being tackled to the ground if I get to look up at that kind of view, either. Heh. Leave the fuck off the nicknames, though. Whoever ends up married to her is probably going to be driven insane and wrestle a bear just to get away for a bit.

Written By Victus

June 15, 2016, 1:33 p.m.(10/8/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Alessandra

We had fun for a while, but now she's gone and that marks the end of that. No use dwelling on things like what could've been. Enjoy yourself, wherever the fuck you are.

Written By Victus

June 15, 2016, 12:58 p.m.(10/8/1003 AR)

That spar I promised Brianna Halfshav, we had that. Didn't last that long, but we'll blame that on the fucking audience. Let's get to that in a bit. First a few notes on Brianna; the girl might be green and untested, but she knows how how to wield those axes of hers. She's quick, skilled, and managed to tag me in the first pass. Didn't see that coming, if I'm honest. Didn't realize a woman could look quite so fuckable while wanting to brain me, either, but there you go. Even if it still felt utterly damn wrong to trades blows with a woman. Now about the audience? Damn, Isolde Velenosia is one crazy woman. If she'd been a man, those words would've been killing words. Fuck her!

Written By Viviana

June 15, 2016, 9:16 a.m.(10/7/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Luca

Luca seems determined to suck the enjoyment out of any room he's in. His dedication to not caring about anything or anyone would be almost admirable if it didn't tend to also make it all but impossible to get anything interesting out of the man. I think he really needs a wife, perferably a crazy one.

Written By Viviana

June 15, 2016, 9:15 a.m.(10/7/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Brianna

I first encountered Brianna in the Ambassador where she proudly announced to Valencia that she could 'take me.' I'm sceptical of the claim but do admit I'm slightly wary to face her in the dueling arena, I hear Northerners bite and you can catch all sorts of nasty things from that.

Written By Viviana

June 15, 2016, 9:14 a.m.(10/7/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Victus

I've seen Victus in the training yard a few times now, he's obviously capable and strong as a bull, but really needs to work on developing that personality. I suppose nobody hires a Thraxian for their charm.

Written By Viviana

June 15, 2016, 9:13 a.m.(10/7/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Isolde

I have not seen Isolde in a long time, it's fair to say she's changed. I must say I enjoy her however, she's very willing to stir the pot and make life more interesting, and I appreciate that in a person.

Written By Kima

June 15, 2016, 2:01 a.m.(10/6/1003 AR)

Another day and I am up before the sun. It is truly a wretched thing. Routine stretches and then a jog before breakfast. Yay, I chimed to the innkeep, porridge again. He, of course, remained motionless and without expression. The man is either extremely dense or an idiot savant. Time will surely tell.

I then spent time choosing what I would wear for the day, a most arduous task, and then I brushed my hair. After this, I happened to receive an invitation to lunch with Lord Victus Thrax. It was an hour or so well spent as it meant a meal of fine quality. The man is a truly adroit conversationalist. I simply cannot wait to enjoy high society and fine theatre with him.

Speaking of, imagine my surprise when, later that evening, I received a second invitation out from none other than the priestess of the Thirteenth, Isolde. We walked her garden, which was a delightful indulgence in nostalgia for me. I'll be more than happy to take tea or wine with her in the future. She isn't the only noble personage I had the pleasure of meeting, however. Though brief, I shared a few words with prince Aurelian. The scholar was almost painfully polite, but what else can you expect?

Written By Kima

June 15, 2016, 1:31 a.m.(10/6/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Isolde

A real charmer, this one, yet I have to wonder - was what I saw but a reflection of myself and all that I wished to see?

Written By Kima

June 15, 2016, 1:29 a.m.(10/6/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Brianna

An introduction that involves breaking your own man's nose is something I'm unlikely to forget. Does she have to be so tall, though? I mean, really, it's one thing to look up at a tall man, but quite another to have to crane the neck for another woman.

Written By Kima

June 15, 2016, 1:17 a.m.(10/6/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Victus

I'll never forget the moment I first saw him - hair glistening in the bright summer sun, spilling water all down his beard. And then he lifted his shirt. If that wasn't enough, he knows just what's required for a proper conversation: listening to me.

Written By Acacia

June 14, 2016, 7:37 p.m.(10/5/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Arianwen

You'd kind of have to be hard up to be from the Boroughs and not know who Arianwen is, really. Even when I was at seas, I'd scoff every damn time that I heard someone say that they were going to make their fortune and come back and sweep her off her feet and wed her somehow. Haven't seen anyone land it yet, though I can't help but be a little curious what would do the trick for her - it has to be something. She has an air about her, that true-to-the-blunted-word, but craftier-than-you-think kind of thing and there's no one in the Boroughs who can offer such a welcoming brew-and-stew combination. But one would be a fool to mistake her willingness to serve, greet and stir up business or coin for not being saavy herself. The Grayhopes have a certain aura where there's some lines that you don't cross and while they might give respect, it's undoubtedly with the intent that it be mutual.

Written By Brianna

June 13, 2016, 8 p.m.(10/2/1003 AR)

There aren't too many people I find amusing even when they aren't standing their two feet right in front of me. Father isn't. I suppose Kieran is, but that boy has too much energy in him not to be. The fact that Victus is surprised me. Maybe I'm just amused by a man with a foul attitude on life.

I don't understand the Thraxian ideal. Sure, father's tried to make me into some sort of model noblelady, but he's never tried demanding I stop with the axes and sit down and find myself a husband and take care of Whitehold. Think I'd rather be a shav than deal with that sort of bullshit. How can their women stand it? Life's no fun if you can't run around with the boys and get dirty sometimes.

Valencia would cut my hand off if she saw me writing that one, I think. Better not repeat that out loud.

Written By Victus

June 13, 2016, 10:02 a.m.(10/1/1003 AR)

When not surrounded by pretty redheads whose asses it would be a shame to ignore, but as a soldier you have to, Edain isn't nearly as incompetent as he first appeared. Watched him in his drills, and he knows his business. Whether that translates to war, who knows? He reminded me I have promised him a spar. Brianna did, too. Unrelated, apparently the un-Redrain Valencia Redrain is throwing a boxing tournament. Don't plan on signing up; that sort of thing is for men (and I guess women) who still need to prove themselves, or just need the coin. Fuck getting my face smashed in for other people's fucking entertainment, that's what I think. I'll try to make sure I got the time to attend, though. I enjoy other people getting their faces smashed in for **my** entertainment. Hm. I wonder if by marrying Valencia Redrain you also get to fuck her whole pretty entourage? Should this be in my white journal? Probably not. Fuck it, though, its a legitimate question.

Written By Arianwen

June 13, 2016, 3:53 a.m.(9/28/1003 AR)

    It's time. I can't be remaining a simple tavern wench for much longer. I just hope dear Chanse will let me go. Anyway, I ain't about to live out me prime years singing bawdy songs to drunken sailors. They'll be finding other girls to take me place in their lyrics. Me? I'm gonna be a courtysan! All proper like and wearing the prettiest of pretty dresses. The courts of the noble folk ain't gonna know what hit them. Just need to find meself a patron or two. Shouldn't be hard, right? I know me own songs and I can dance pretty neatly, and more men than I can count have complimented me looks. Short of acting all elegant and confident and the like, I'm practically a courtysan already!

    Think I'll be finding someone to loan me a dress, so I can look the part. Also, I've seen all sorts of dandy folks followed to an fro by burly men of arms. Mayhaps that loan will pay for the same, and I'd just be needing one of those smart teachers to teach me how to be all well and proper. I won't forget the Crow, and especially dear old Chanse. He'll be getting what I can get, or at least a part of it. I'm not about to just say bye and forget him for silky scarves and neat earrings. If I can't be finding good work on me own, I'll make the Whispers and their lot turn me into one of them. The fees can be too great, and they take children anyway. Anyway, time's a wasting. Here's to a happy new courtysan life!

Written By Brianna

June 12, 2016, 9:24 p.m.(9/28/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Victus

Curious bear, isn't he? Laughs sometimes at strange things. He grows on you a bit, doesn't he? Like a fungus, or moss on the trees, annoying but vaguely pretty. Shame he's Thraxian, don't you think?

Written By Fergus

June 11, 2016, 6:55 p.m.(9/24/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Acacia

A strange woman for sure, likely going to eventually steal my purse if I make her mad enough, but as yet she is interesting to talk with, was going to hire her at one point to be my 'social diverter' to keep people from bothering me when I didnt want it.

Written By Victus

June 11, 2016, 2:48 p.m.(9/24/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Kima

I'm still not going to get used to a woman fighting anytime soon, but I'll watch this one do it if only for how she bends over. Knows how to drink, too, and I always appreciated a fellow heavy drinker, the kind that don't expect me to talk too much. Sometimes you just want to fucking drink and nothing more.

Written By Valencia

June 11, 2016, 8:29 a.m.(9/23/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Max

The Dread Count Darkwater - what a dreadful name. He seems particularly fond of it though, so I imagine there's no harm in introducing him that way, it's amusing to see him try and hold back a smile. He scowls so much he's going to look ancient well-before his time, but I suppose with a name like that he's got to look the part.

Written By Kima

June 10, 2016, 8:56 p.m.(9/22/1003 AR)

Today had promised to be frightfully boring to start. Woke up earlier than I'd like, stretched and performed some routine exercises even though I always say I hate doing it, then sat down to a bland breakfast. Do I look like a toothless granny? Who wants oats on a hot day like this, anyway? Where's the fruit? My chilled milk with honey? What's wrong with these people?

After that, I took a walk. A dog shat in the street and a preening noblewoman shoved her foot right in it, much to her horror. That was probably a loss of a couple hundred coins for that little slipper. But it was so last season, so she gets no sympathy from me. Then I approached a painter in the nearby park overlooking the promenade. Curious, I asked what he was painting, he told me it was his lady love seated nearby. He did not seem appreciative when I told him that it looked a lot more like the dog shite I'd just seen.

From there I have little to report. My student continues to disappoint with her sheer lack of skill or mental acuity. Things finally took a turn for the better when I found myself pleasantly distracted by a reasonably attractive Thraxian fellow. Oh, don't be that way, ladies look just as hungrily as do the lords. They just try to hide it. Neither here nor there. Next came a red head, who's name I missed. A shame, really. I'd like to get to know her better.

By the way, the Thraxian turned out to be Victus. You know the one. Got the better of me, too, the way he held out on it. Things progressed okay after that, though I don't suppose I really should have lead him into that Grayson tavern. Guy can really take things a bit too seriously. Had to punch a kid in the face in order to diffuse a situation, and now my hand hurts for my troubles.

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