Written By Dio
Jan. 4, 2021, 10:37 a.m.(9/10/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Allegra
Among those who have been invaluable to this effort is Princess Allegra Pravus. I visited her office recently to find her combing through a stack of records, issuing missives and orders that form the backbone of our wartime operation. We spoke a while, and she gave me a gift, and told me that her prayers are with me, and that I should come home safely.
It is difficult to describe the power the princess's words and actions hold for me. The war we are fighting is a spiritual war. The first hints of this were given to me by Princess Damiana, though I did not understand it until I spoke with Functionary Xia of the Undying Empire.
The prayers of our friends are our weapons and armor. Those who speak to the great powers of Elysia on our behalf strengthen our resolve and sharpen our focus. We soon sail against a future that threatens all we love with slavery - to be made tools under the whip of a tyrant, but we are not alone.
Written By Sydney
Jan. 3, 2021, 11:58 p.m.(9/9/1014 AR)
I've gotten complacent with my choice of drinking venues - yes, yes, I'm quite well known at The Hollow. You can hardly go a week without me showing up at the Murder, a familiar face in the mornings at Bold Espressions, an occasional at the Trader's Tavern, and on special occasions, I've a habit of showing up at the Hart, but that's the sort of drinking that's typically incidental before taking to the sands for a Sip and Spar.
I've gotten complacent.
When you drink at the same places, you bump shoulders with the same people. When you bump shoulders with the same people, you stop seeing new faces. Stop hearing different ideas. Stop finding those you'd share a beer with. Stop finding those you'd share a brawl with.
How very shameful of me. Be seeing more of you, taverns and bars of Arx.
Written By Duarte
Jan. 3, 2021, 11:05 p.m.(9/9/1014 AR)
Belinha was a tall and captivating woman. She had those sort of eyes that let you know she saw your soul for what it was. And you could say anything to her, in any way you cared to deliver it, no matter how convincingly, and she would still seem to know who you were.
She was a Suspire and I saw her around often. She wasn't the most beautiful but she was the most confident. Even her charges and her clients seemed rather to be entertaining her rather than the other way to.
I didn't know her name those early days when I would see her pass. I just knew that I had to ask her one question.
I waited every day for a chance to ask that question. She was always surrounded. Always catering to the clientele. Always engaged in tutoring her classes.
8 months I waited. Until one day...
It was an odd day of rain in Setarco when chance should have it she came for shelter 'neath an the overhang of a local market where I had just purchased my week's loaf. She look like she had been crying, but it may have just been the rain. I'm almost certain it was the rain. I stared at her for a good long while, stonied. I couldn't speak. But then she, rather, spoke to me. I'd never been looked at like that before. Never dreamed it, even. Not a seductive look - mind you. Just a look. Given with such ease. A tossed-off glance to me, an orphan lad barely living. A look that made me feel as if I was the only person who ever existed.
I forgot entire what I was going to ask her. Instead I uttered, "How did you do that?"
Written By Apollo
Jan. 3, 2021, 10:51 p.m.(9/9/1014 AR)
Written By Mayir
Jan. 3, 2021, 10:50 p.m.(9/9/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Bonibel
Written By Lianne
Jan. 3, 2021, 10:49 p.m.(9/9/1014 AR)
Written By Strozza
Jan. 3, 2021, 10:41 p.m.(9/9/1014 AR)
That's still being worked on. My apologies, Compact.
Written By Calista
Jan. 3, 2021, 10:21 p.m.(9/9/1014 AR)
The journey to the Saiklands was rather pleasant and my retinue of guards kept me safe. Once there, I became enraptured by Lady Medeia's gorgeous decor. It felt as if I had traveled to another world, one only I had dared to dream of.
There was dancing and singing and drinking and all sorts of merriment. Marquis Gaspar was my first victim on the dance floor and what an impeccable dancer he is. If I remember correctly, he did not stop dancing the entire night.
There were so many familiar faces and while I wanted to speak to all of them, there was simply not enough time. Oh how I wish I could go back to that night and dance all over again. I very much look forward to the next gala.
Written By Raziel
Jan. 3, 2021, 10:20 p.m.(9/9/1014 AR)
Just something to keep in mind.
Written By Trueth
Jan. 3, 2021, 9:38 p.m.(9/9/1014 AR)
Too many.
I'm going to be in my room. Or the study. If you need me.
Written By Svana
Jan. 3, 2021, 9:29 p.m.(9/9/1014 AR)
I will never forget her warmth or hearing her laughter in my ear. Thank you, Jayus. Thank you.
Written By Deimos
Jan. 3, 2021, 9:27 p.m.(9/9/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Adrienne
Written By Gaspar
Jan. 3, 2021, 9:23 p.m.(9/9/1014 AR)
Written By Ryhalt
Jan. 3, 2021, 9:01 p.m.(9/9/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Alis
Written By Calista
Jan. 3, 2021, 8:47 p.m.(9/9/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Thea
Written By Ripley
Jan. 3, 2021, 8:38 p.m.(9/9/1014 AR)
Now I'm stuck thinking about when my time will run out.
I don't want my time to run out.
Written By Thea
Jan. 3, 2021, 8:01 p.m.(9/9/1014 AR)
Like I said, busy week.
Written By Amari
Jan. 3, 2021, 7:52 p.m.(9/9/1014 AR)
Written By Yuri
Jan. 3, 2021, 7:06 p.m.(9/9/1014 AR)
Scholar, I have mind to go myself. I have been told by companions and friends it could be the road is unsafe and taxed with conflict on the horizon. But I cannot place aside a feeling that something is wrong. Something that requires my due attention.
Then again, it is just a feeling.
Written By Malcolm
Jan. 3, 2021, 6:51 p.m.(9/9/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Alarissa
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