Written By Sydney
Oct. 18, 2020, 11:20 a.m.(3/21/1014 AR)
Well, I can add this to my list of accomplishments: I'm so hideously embarrassed that I could die.
Never before has my foot felt so squarely lodged in my mouth at a moment where I required it to be witty, cunning or impressive. I'm quite certain I failed on all counts but being a modestly pleasant thing to look at, and I disdain that feeling most of all. I need to steel my resolve, going forward.
I have no desire for that to happen again.
Never before has my foot felt so squarely lodged in my mouth at a moment where I required it to be witty, cunning or impressive. I'm quite certain I failed on all counts but being a modestly pleasant thing to look at, and I disdain that feeling most of all. I need to steel my resolve, going forward.
I have no desire for that to happen again.
Written By Mabelle
Oct. 18, 2020, 10:41 a.m.(3/21/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Drake
When someone asks me to push a sled, I push the sled. I never promised to play nice.
Written By Ida
Oct. 18, 2020, 9:07 a.m.(3/21/1014 AR)
I have an apprentice named Rigby, who some may even be familiar with as he's the one so often bringing drinks or snacks to visitors of the shop. Despite his position, he seems to tolerate me as much as I tolerate him. We agreed some years ago that his talents likely did not suggest a career in smithing, though he is capable enough at making less challenging items. Some wonder why he stays on, or why I keep him. I suspect both he and I wonder the same, at times. He is good at keeping the shop in order, which is truly a talent I appreciate. There is never any dust about, the cases are always nicely in order, and he makes one of the best pots of coffee in the city. Sure, he rolls his eyes and acts rather put-upon here and there, but it just shows me that the young man has a bit of gumption. I likely should give him a different title than apprentice, but it'd probably just go to his head.
I only thought to write of him because he is good at keeping me aware, for lack of a better word. A small cough when he sees I've gotten lost in thought and the half-sketch before me might seem forgotten for too long, or a topping-off of my mug when it's a late night. Sometimes even a dash of whiskey in my tea, if it's been one of those days. Little things, but I've been behind for longer than I care to recount, and those very little things are what keep me on track when I need it.
I only thought to write of him because he is good at keeping me aware, for lack of a better word. A small cough when he sees I've gotten lost in thought and the half-sketch before me might seem forgotten for too long, or a topping-off of my mug when it's a late night. Sometimes even a dash of whiskey in my tea, if it's been one of those days. Little things, but I've been behind for longer than I care to recount, and those very little things are what keep me on track when I need it.
Written By Magaen
Oct. 18, 2020, 7:28 a.m.(3/21/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Corban
I was able to meet with Sir Corban Telmar this week to discuss the future Academy of Limerance. He has literally written the book on honor, making his assistance in the academy something that would very much give it some backbone. He has agreed to give an opening lecture as well as help source a library on matters of oaths and fidelity to keep at the Academy.
Written By Kenjay
Oct. 18, 2020, 7:22 a.m.(3/21/1014 AR)
I have now met both my nieces - the ones that I am aware of, at least - and several more of the children of my cousins. One of the new crop is a Marquis, one a Lord, and those in addition to the Highlord, the Princesses and the Princes of which I knew. I must spend a little time in the Archives, and piece together just how prolific my cousins were.
I would wish to see my cousins themselves again, but it seems that is not to be. They are but memories - and yet they are memories I can share with the younger generation, many of whom barely knew them. I had not realised just how sparse my generation has become until I enquired after so many parents only to be told they were no longer numbered among the living. I had so many cousins, and so many of them were older than I, adult when I was a boy. And now? I have so many nephews and nieces at one remove, and I rejoice, for even if only half wish to meet their not-quite-uncle that will still be more kin than I ever dared hope for.
I would wish to see my cousins themselves again, but it seems that is not to be. They are but memories - and yet they are memories I can share with the younger generation, many of whom barely knew them. I had not realised just how sparse my generation has become until I enquired after so many parents only to be told they were no longer numbered among the living. I had so many cousins, and so many of them were older than I, adult when I was a boy. And now? I have so many nephews and nieces at one remove, and I rejoice, for even if only half wish to meet their not-quite-uncle that will still be more kin than I ever dared hope for.
Written By Gwenys
Oct. 18, 2020, 5:45 a.m.(3/21/1014 AR)
In ways I feel I have been living on borrowed time since the Tragedy. I survived by the narrowest of margins, and it was sheer and dumb luck. I assume many of us feel like this. Stuck in that moment, awaiting for it to resume, for that sword swing that missed by a hair now finding its mark, like everything after the Tragedy was just a dream. Like I should not be here, living, if others did not get the privilege.
This makes riding into this war easier than it should. I fear the watery grave, I fear dying far from home, of seeing Emma and Damiana for the last time, and I fear not making a difference. For everyone who did not make it out of Sanctum that day, the one thing I cannot afford is to die for nothing, and this scares me shitless. I cannot amount to nothing.
This makes riding into this war easier than it should. I fear the watery grave, I fear dying far from home, of seeing Emma and Damiana for the last time, and I fear not making a difference. For everyone who did not make it out of Sanctum that day, the one thing I cannot afford is to die for nothing, and this scares me shitless. I cannot amount to nothing.
Written By Medeia
Oct. 18, 2020, 2:51 a.m.(3/21/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Neilda
My twin and I had a birthday very recently, which we intend to celebrate soon. However, we've already exchanged some gifts and acknowledged the day in a way that has become fairly standard - not seeing each other at all. That might sound dismal, but it isn't meant to be.
Just after the whirlpool disappeared, we slipped away with a small group to Nilanza, the surprise purpose of which was to catch her an octopus. We were rather successful and pretty much all of us wound up with one as pet (I still haven't named mine). She now has two! I would chase down a hundred octopuses - octopi? - to make her happy. She deserves it. My sister has been working hard for our family, and for me, and I would pluck every octopus from the ocean and every star from the sky if I thought either would adequately make up for everything she has done and will continue to do. She doesn't get nearly enough credit for what she does, for her talents, for her goodness. So, let me commit to the historical record: Lady Neilda Saik is phenomenal and I am one very lucky sister.
Just after the whirlpool disappeared, we slipped away with a small group to Nilanza, the surprise purpose of which was to catch her an octopus. We were rather successful and pretty much all of us wound up with one as pet (I still haven't named mine). She now has two! I would chase down a hundred octopuses - octopi? - to make her happy. She deserves it. My sister has been working hard for our family, and for me, and I would pluck every octopus from the ocean and every star from the sky if I thought either would adequately make up for everything she has done and will continue to do. She doesn't get nearly enough credit for what she does, for her talents, for her goodness. So, let me commit to the historical record: Lady Neilda Saik is phenomenal and I am one very lucky sister.
Written By Ophira
Oct. 17, 2020, 10:38 p.m.(3/20/1014 AR)
The news from Setarco is a concerning one but fitting as the Bloodmoon draws near - disrupting the flow of the ocean itself. What else is it causing to stir into wakefulness?
Don't look at me like that scholar, I once heard a story from a local fishermen who said there was a pod of rare white whales known to make appearances. What did -you- think I was talking about?
Don't look at me like that scholar, I once heard a story from a local fishermen who said there was a pod of rare white whales known to make appearances. What did -you- think I was talking about?
Written By Ryhalt
Oct. 17, 2020, 9:51 p.m.(3/20/1014 AR)
The Laurent Winter Wonderland was a fun time. A year round sled mountain should be a feature of every garden.
Plus, I almost got challenged to a duel over unadvised bee puns and revealing the truth of velvet being literal bee fur! A buzzing good time!
Plus, I almost got challenged to a duel over unadvised bee puns and revealing the truth of velvet being literal bee fur! A buzzing good time!
Written By Thea
Oct. 17, 2020, 9:19 p.m.(3/20/1014 AR)
Malvici dinner...
Was uneventful. Which for us lately, is a great thing!
Was uneventful. Which for us lately, is a great thing!
Written By Philippe
Oct. 17, 2020, 5:50 p.m.(3/20/1014 AR)
The winter continues on. It has been long and cold, but mercifully free of armed conflict. And yet the unrest remains fresh in my mind. I think of it often as I make decisions about allocating resources. How can we ensure that we steward our lands in such a way that none go without who are willing to work for the common good? How do we keep the wolves from our door? I am always preoccupied by these questions. Answering them is essential to our ongoing stability and security.
Written By Wylla
Oct. 17, 2020, 5:33 p.m.(3/20/1014 AR)
It's been a long journey. I'm fed and bathed and ready for bed and still my mind spins with the things I've seen.
Long roads and rivers that wind, an ocean that stretched out forever. A coast and a path and the pull of divine, the eyes of someone I recognized.
I Dreamed of a face, someone I knew. She Inspired and smiled and I knew I was safe.
In my dream there was tea, because, there is always tea. And we spoke of things to come. I told her of the world and she told me of hers, and we mused over topics dear to us.
She touched me and it was like lightning, a shock to my soul! Bright and sudden and it came to me:
A voice, and it said, "Listen to the people; the praise of Jayus is not always in those that toil in shop and shelter. Sometimes it is in the strangest of places He inspires devotees, and we must not forget them either!
"The soul can flourish, the heart can grow without ever holding a brush. You can build without hammers, carve without stone, and leave an impression on generations without sewing a single stitch.
"Songs to be written, poetry to write, there are plays to create and perform; there are dances to sway, graces to beguile, and other ways we can't comprehend.
"Make a home for those who create from the heart, with only memory to mark what they've made, stories and songs, actors who know their lines by heart, painters who paint only for themselves."
Her voice in my ear, I woke with a jolt, still on the ship that anchored by a shore I didn't know. The journey was real, the scent of her too, so perhaps there is real wisdom to be learned from Dreams?
Long roads and rivers that wind, an ocean that stretched out forever. A coast and a path and the pull of divine, the eyes of someone I recognized.
I Dreamed of a face, someone I knew. She Inspired and smiled and I knew I was safe.
In my dream there was tea, because, there is always tea. And we spoke of things to come. I told her of the world and she told me of hers, and we mused over topics dear to us.
She touched me and it was like lightning, a shock to my soul! Bright and sudden and it came to me:
A voice, and it said, "Listen to the people; the praise of Jayus is not always in those that toil in shop and shelter. Sometimes it is in the strangest of places He inspires devotees, and we must not forget them either!
"The soul can flourish, the heart can grow without ever holding a brush. You can build without hammers, carve without stone, and leave an impression on generations without sewing a single stitch.
"Songs to be written, poetry to write, there are plays to create and perform; there are dances to sway, graces to beguile, and other ways we can't comprehend.
"Make a home for those who create from the heart, with only memory to mark what they've made, stories and songs, actors who know their lines by heart, painters who paint only for themselves."
Her voice in my ear, I woke with a jolt, still on the ship that anchored by a shore I didn't know. The journey was real, the scent of her too, so perhaps there is real wisdom to be learned from Dreams?
Written By Dycard
Oct. 17, 2020, 3:24 p.m.(3/20/1014 AR)
In light of recent events and in order to further develop my own scholastic ambitions, I will be publishing a series of texts on naval theory and doctrine, hopefully to the interest of those who wield more power than I do in order to effect policy change. I only pray i'm not counted as some kind of maniac or revolutionary for my thoughts, gods willing.
Written By Amari
Oct. 17, 2020, 2:32 p.m.(3/20/1014 AR)
Duke Cristoph and Lady Mabelle Laurent always host very enjoyable events. The snowbee at their estate, which seems to be a yearly tradition now, is cute. I wonder if I can't convince the Keaton children to try and build a snowhound or a snowgoat on the grounds. The Fortier twins are obviously too small for that yet, but I can't wait until they are.
Written By Neve
Oct. 17, 2020, 8:52 a.m.(3/19/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
As a hobby, you could always try making more children? It's a popular hobby passed from all generations. You can never have too many little ones, can you? Then you can raise them and they can be so fun!
Written By Neve
Oct. 17, 2020, 8:51 a.m.(3/19/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Sorrel
She seems very patient, and knows a lot of barding things.
Written By Neve
Oct. 17, 2020, 8:50 a.m.(3/19/1014 AR)
I find that the world is a lot bigger place than I remember it being. In a good way, there's lots of people that you meet that you never would have thought you would. In a bad way, it always seems like there's new people showing up, and a lot of times those people seem to want to stick pointy things into us.
These people need more hugs or something as children.
These people need more hugs or something as children.
Written By Rowynna
Oct. 17, 2020, 8:11 a.m.(3/19/1014 AR)
My cousin Dycard's caravel has now been completed. He allowed myself and Romulius an early tour of it, and I swear that I have never seen a ship quite so impressive as The Intrepid. I had a sneak peek at the figurehead too, and all I can say of her, for she most definitely is a her, is that she is hauntingly beautiful. I can scarce wait for the consecration ceremony, it will be wonderful to see the vessel blessed and ready to see service in Thraxian waters.
Written By Desma
Oct. 17, 2020, 8 a.m.(3/19/1014 AR)
The more I learn, the more I realise just how little I know. It could be frustrating, but I refuse to give into frustrations. I shall keep asking questions and I shall keep continuing to grow.
Ambition is the path to success.
Ambition is the path to success.
Written By Damiana
Oct. 16, 2020, 10:06 p.m.(3/18/1014 AR)
I had a wonderful and unexpected blessing from the gods this week when I met Master Apollo Oakwood. We spoke about the subject of history and the past. The lesson was that all of our histories are incomplete. Not necessarily forgotten, that’d be too plain of a reason. But things that happened while we rested, moments of inattention. Times when we focused our attention on one detail that we thought was most important and in choosing neglected another detail which wouldn’t show its weight yet for some time.
I will keep this in my thoughts for the next few days as I reflect in the morning and evening prayers and ask the gods to help me focus on the details that might be diamonds in the rough which will be important for the future, and not distracted by what seems to be glittering gold. To let my mind and heart be open to receiving.
And as I promised many years ago, I will remain vigilant.
I will keep this in my thoughts for the next few days as I reflect in the morning and evening prayers and ask the gods to help me focus on the details that might be diamonds in the rough which will be important for the future, and not distracted by what seems to be glittering gold. To let my mind and heart be open to receiving.
And as I promised many years ago, I will remain vigilant.
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