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Written By Cillian

March 5, 2023, 9:29 p.m.(5/22/1019 AR)

I crave to leave the city, to be outside its still walls. I crave to be out in the woods or on the water, whatever may come first. But any place but to be here, I feel trapped.

Written By Cillian

March 5, 2023, 9:27 p.m.(5/22/1019 AR)

Things seem to be moving at such a slow rate as of late, I find it unsettling.

Written By Jan

March 5, 2023, 9:16 p.m.(5/22/1019 AR)

With my favorite cousin it is always all or nothing. I will be weeks coming over the knowledge shared when he finally turned on spigot.

Written By Raymesin

March 5, 2023, 6:24 p.m.(5/22/1019 AR)

It's not often you see a silk in the Training Centre wearing just a towel, Scholar. No, no, you didn't mishear me. A silk. In the training centre. Wearing a towel. Eh? Of course I'm not going to tell you who it was. I may be a fish short of a supper, but I'm not that stupid.

Written By Lou

March 5, 2023, 5:43 p.m.(5/22/1019 AR)

Relationship Note on Tesha

I'm pretty sure this was probably a rhetorical question, but . . .

My soul has felt tired. It was during the assault against Bastion and everything that happened until months after we reclaimed our city. I swear, at times, it still feels tired, but I will not let that stop me from the things that need doing. There's just much too much that needs to be done.

I hope that you find something to keep yours going as well.

Written By Lou

March 5, 2023, 5:41 p.m.(5/22/1019 AR)

Several weeks ago I hosted an art event, where many of the cities artists came to work on their own things as I worked on the memorial statue for those Grayson family members who fell in Bastion. It was cathartic to get to work alongside each of these people, and listen to Lord Talwyn Saik play as we all worked. Former Guildmaster Joscelin Arterius even came for a spell, to watch us work and do our thing.

That day I think I managed to finally get some of the likeness of Prince Niklas and Prince Augustus to finally take shape. Getting people's faces right in stone is hard. If I didn't know any better, I would think that Niklas was probably even smiling at me from that stone face of his. The whole thing, the statue, the people, the music, it was all just perfect.

Written By Jan

March 5, 2023, 5:33 p.m.(5/22/1019 AR)

What's so confusing about the words "No." And "Fuck off." That some how that isn't specific enough?!

Written By Medeia

March 5, 2023, 8:18 a.m.(5/21/1019 AR)

I have spent the hours since waking up to the discovery of dead Elfblight orchids trying to learn of the cause, and perhaps, beginning to devise a solution. As someone who spends a lot of time in gardens, and not just for the pretty surrounds, I am hopeful that I can help in this. There is so much still to learn and test in this endeavor.

Written By Tesha

March 4, 2023, 10 p.m.(5/20/1019 AR)

Has your soul ever felt tired?

Written By Zakhar

March 4, 2023, 4:28 p.m.(5/20/1019 AR)

The wardrobe is finally fixed and out of the shop. now on display at the crafter's guild hall. The design spans across many years of learning the city, and talking to many within the city of what they wish to see in a design which would showcase a part of their home within the city.

The real trick was getting each of the puzzles to work together, as they were carved individually, then set within practice runs. There were many versions of the wardrobe and now three people who helped test the final run of the puzzles have ownership of the similar design to that which is on display.
While there might be rumors of the last design, and it was indeed a fire from the design which worked its way through the shops. All the cats and Waddles are perfectly safe, and buildings can be rebuilt.

The kitchen survived the incident and we've been putting out several plates and soups for those that are hungry after their journeys throughout the city and finding their way back to the Lowers.

The key factor within the wardrobe which all should heed. It was not Raja Culler's fault.

Written By Ida

March 4, 2023, 3:16 p.m.(5/20/1019 AR)

Relationship Note on Noah

Your visits are a source of excitement among the apprentices, and I couldn't rob them of that without feeling bad. Sometimes I like to give others in the city a chance to buy a dagger if they happen by the shop, especially since I stock it without any fanfare these days. I suppose I could start sending a preview item to consider, but an Archduke at the shop brings in a lot of business.

Written By Noah

March 4, 2023, 2:14 p.m.(5/19/1019 AR)

Relationship Note on Ida

I don't know why we play these games with each other. I have forgiven you for not having me as a patron. I am still thinking if I forgive Tikva about it. However, you should really just send me a price and your daggers. Why must you make me walk all the way to your shop?

Written By Eirene

March 4, 2023, 1:44 p.m.(5/19/1019 AR)

Newest Nightmare fuel: Thanks to the final push at Sungreet where we captured (and killed) Waldo, I now know what it looks like to have all the humours sucked out of a body and injected into another one like with a fucking turkey baster.

You're welcome, Scholar, sleep tight.

Written By Calista

March 4, 2023, 1:13 p.m.(5/19/1019 AR)

Relationship Note on Atria

The lady sought information on a topic I felt I had enough knowledge to get her started. I come to discover I actually know a lot more I assumed. We had an enlightening afternoon and I was delighted to host Lady Atria at the Villa and spend time in one of my favorite spaces. I look forward to the next time our paths cross and perhaps I can persuade her to visit the shops with me for some inspiration on the designs of new gowns.

Written By Ida

March 4, 2023, 7:43 a.m.(5/19/1019 AR)

With all that storming going on, there wasn't much sense in going out. Certainly not to the marketplace since that would have been fruitless. Often I'll spend bad weather days coming up with new designs or reading old Oathlands tales. As the days dragged on, though, I kinda got bored with that stuff and pulled out some of my old sketch books. Like, really old. Old like when I first mastered the Oathlands style with steel. Gods, those were the days. Anyhow, I came across one that I remember being really proud of, so I worked on making some new ones in that style. Simple things, but looking over them brought back a bunch of memories that almost no one will see, but that wasn't really the point anyhow.

Written By Pasquale

March 4, 2023, 4:55 a.m.(5/19/1019 AR)

The bounds of fidelity, devotion and family seem soft things until they are called upon. It's only then, on those difficult days, that you remember just how great a weight they can be. They are the foundation of my life though and everything that makes it worthwhile. And so today I bow to Limerance again, in thanks for all I've been blessed with, and in prayer I've the strength to bear it and the road it takes me on.

Written By Calista

March 4, 2023, 1:14 a.m.(5/18/1019 AR)

My return to the city of Arx has been with very little fanfare. I have found myself somewhat changed after spending so much time in the city of my birth, my beloved city of Tor. My intentions to settle the children in preparation for formal schooling took a bit of a turn. I cannot say I consider myself very maternal, but I found it difficult to leave them behind. They have become little people with their own personalities and for the first time I felt a deep bond with each of them. I could not allow the opportunity to spend this priceless time pass me by. Especially since I was robbed of such a time with my own mother.

Not even a full day back to the capitol and I found myself in excellent company at the Black Fox. The messengers have been working double time, and meetings have been scheduled for at least the next couple of days. The endless work of ensuring the upkeep and success of Tor will keep me busy.

But for now, I am off to the markets and shops where I will no doubt purchase more presents to spoil the children. It is a foreign feeling. I believe they call it guilt.

Written By Raja

March 3, 2023, 11:14 p.m.(5/18/1019 AR)

Hope. It is something we all cling do. However, when it fades, it leaves a hole in our lives. My own sense of hope has been steadily fading. The more and more I look around myself, I see sadness and pain. I see destitution and ruin. It is getting harder and harder to see the light. It is becoming more difficult to hold the torch and keep fighting. I often feel as if the gods have all turned their eyes from me. They have more important things to worry about than some abandoned street urchin struggling to find her way in this world. But, what brings me that hope and light are some rather good people in my life. They lift me by the chin when I allow myself to get mopey. They refill my empty cup so to speak. They remind me that when the shadows come crushing inwards, then I have something to hold onto. But, I still can't help but to feel this continuous nagging in the back of my head reminding me that it's all worthless. This life only gives difficult, painful choices. You just have to choose the one that stinks the least. Still, I am eternally thankful for those in my life that help keep my head above the water of utter despair, keep me gasping for air, keep me fighting on.

Written By Tesha

March 3, 2023, 5:06 p.m.(5/18/1019 AR)

Relationship Note on Ripley

I found the biggest part of a long time project and Master Ripley is the one to thank for that. I appreciate such a fast response.

Written By Tesha

March 3, 2023, 3:46 p.m.(5/18/1019 AR)

I think that a Summer Gauntlet will be in order.

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