Written By Domonico
Sept. 27, 2020, 5:56 p.m.(2/8/1014 AR)
Bull riding is not easy. I still managed to do a decent showing though. Thirteen seconds ai managed. Perhaps that is an auspicious number. Who knows.
Written By Viviana
Sept. 27, 2020, 5:49 p.m.(2/8/1014 AR)
Thank the gods. The damned whirlpool is finally gone.
Time to take the Paramour back out to sea.
Time to take the Paramour back out to sea.
Written By Sydney
Sept. 27, 2020, 4:35 p.m.(2/8/1014 AR)
I care not who or what is responsible for that damnable whirlpool abating, but the timing of its impact on the market could not be better. Making coin stretch even a little bit further in the winter months is invaluable for those in the Lowers.
Written By Kastelon
Sept. 27, 2020, 4:12 p.m.(2/8/1014 AR)
I'm honestly not quite certain of what to make of the bull riding competition - certainly, cow racing seems easier, more so when you don't have to deal with the pointy-bits being a threat to life and limb. Perhaps if there's a repeat, I could be persuaded to try my hand at it.
On the other hand, there's a good point to not being involved - being unencumbered for the evening lets you watch everything afoot. And her highness Valencia, gracious hostess as ever and kind friend that she is, showed me a fantastic spot for the next time I take in an event in her arena. Resolute doesn't seem to agree, but he is entitled to his opinions.
On the other hand, there's a good point to not being involved - being unencumbered for the evening lets you watch everything afoot. And her highness Valencia, gracious hostess as ever and kind friend that she is, showed me a fantastic spot for the next time I take in an event in her arena. Resolute doesn't seem to agree, but he is entitled to his opinions.
Written By Domonico
Sept. 27, 2020, 3:59 p.m.(2/8/1014 AR)
The whirlpool is gone. I cannot say I will miss those angry waters.
Written By Valdemar
Sept. 27, 2020, 3:22 p.m.(2/8/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Mabelle
It was refreshing to get out for the opening festivities at the Dire Bee Lounge. Lady Laurent is a wonderful hostess, no surprise, and I have no doubts that the Lounge will turn out to be a successful endeavor.
Written By Piccola
Sept. 27, 2020, 3:05 p.m.(2/8/1014 AR)
In the various states of society, armies are recruited from very different motives.
Warriors are urged by the love of war. For them, the motivation is simple: war is a fascination to them, one for which they have been rewarded and punished alternately by the hands of the Gods.
Free citizens are prompted by a principle of duty. For them, the motivation is belonging: they are encouraged to engage in service to be part of the group body of loyal participants in the protection of their freedoms.
Subjects of authority are animated by necessity. For them, the motivation is survival: without their liege or his favor they and their families may be deprived of what little they have, and thus be forced into crime or a worse station.
For the remainder -- the timid but luxurious inhabitants of a declining kingdom -- they must be allured into the service by the hopes of profit, or compelled by the dread of punishment.
Warriors are urged by the love of war. For them, the motivation is simple: war is a fascination to them, one for which they have been rewarded and punished alternately by the hands of the Gods.
Free citizens are prompted by a principle of duty. For them, the motivation is belonging: they are encouraged to engage in service to be part of the group body of loyal participants in the protection of their freedoms.
Subjects of authority are animated by necessity. For them, the motivation is survival: without their liege or his favor they and their families may be deprived of what little they have, and thus be forced into crime or a worse station.
For the remainder -- the timid but luxurious inhabitants of a declining kingdom -- they must be allured into the service by the hopes of profit, or compelled by the dread of punishment.
Written By Thea
Sept. 27, 2020, 2:50 p.m.(2/8/1014 AR)
The Golden Buckle tournament turned out far better than I or Medeia would have planned. And I had so much fun. I did. I learned I'm not great on a saddle and definitely need some lessons. Not like that scholar, don't look at me like that! Have a bull plushie....
Written By Talwyn
Sept. 27, 2020, 2:45 p.m.(2/8/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Michael
The bull was brought to the Hart,
there'll be blood, whiskey and song.
Where men and women grit and sweat,
to see whose ride will go long.
First up the lovely Ladies,
mounting up for their quickly ride.
Halters on and knuckles white,
striding for victory and pride.
Next up the bucking bull,
as they drive men to the dirt.
Clinging on to make the time,
sometimes getting worse than hurt.
The brave young Lord Michael Bisland settles in,
rope tight around his hand.
So lonely there atop this girth,
but has to make his stand.
Does he chance this ride on death,
so grand is the first prize.
Having to ride with all he has,
there's thunder between his thighs.
The mighty bull snarls,
as the mirth turns to a hush.
Every eye upon the two,
as the crowd waits for the rush.
And then at the end of the day,
the time tallied, the wounds tended,
a new champion hailed, relations mended,
and in Michael's hands -- the Champion's Buckle lifted.
there'll be blood, whiskey and song.
Where men and women grit and sweat,
to see whose ride will go long.
First up the lovely Ladies,
mounting up for their quickly ride.
Halters on and knuckles white,
striding for victory and pride.
Next up the bucking bull,
as they drive men to the dirt.
Clinging on to make the time,
sometimes getting worse than hurt.
The brave young Lord Michael Bisland settles in,
rope tight around his hand.
So lonely there atop this girth,
but has to make his stand.
Does he chance this ride on death,
so grand is the first prize.
Having to ride with all he has,
there's thunder between his thighs.
The mighty bull snarls,
as the mirth turns to a hush.
Every eye upon the two,
as the crowd waits for the rush.
And then at the end of the day,
the time tallied, the wounds tended,
a new champion hailed, relations mended,
and in Michael's hands -- the Champion's Buckle lifted.
Written By Rowenova
Sept. 27, 2020, 2:45 p.m.(2/8/1014 AR)
At the Winter Golden Buckle Tourney, I did not win, but I managed to last for sixteen seconds, and it was a good ride. I did not get mangled like some! Congratulations to Lord Michael Bisland at 19 seconds.
Written By Mayir
Sept. 27, 2020, 2:16 p.m.(2/8/1014 AR)
If you were around the beach at the time the whirlpool disappeared, I would love to buy you a drink or four!
Send word to the Murder of Crows. But the drink can be anywhere. Just to be clear!
Send word to the Murder of Crows. But the drink can be anywhere. Just to be clear!
Written By Valencia
Sept. 27, 2020, 2:03 p.m.(2/8/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Kastelon
Lord Kastelon of Keaton, another new face in Arx this season which I have come to appreciate.
He is, of course, handsome, charming and a true delight as many of the Keatons are. But he is also warm with a quick sense of humour, always even-keeled, occasionally reserved, genuinely kind and beautifully blessed with an honest and earnest earthiness that is quite refreshing to see.
I have noticed that there never seems to be any false pretense or manipulations with him. On the whole, he simply is who he seems to be.
Some may say that this in itself is a rarity, but I think has what charmed me most was his kind confidence and sense of honour. He seems a man who who truly keeps his word and pays his debts. Regardless of generous offers others might make, he seems to truly unmoved to falter from this.
Many may swoon and whisper about his other admirable qualities, but I find that is something that makes one take note and wish to know him better.
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He is, of course, handsome, charming and a true delight as many of the Keatons are. But he is also warm with a quick sense of humour, always even-keeled, occasionally reserved, genuinely kind and beautifully blessed with an honest and earnest earthiness that is quite refreshing to see.
I have noticed that there never seems to be any false pretense or manipulations with him. On the whole, he simply is who he seems to be.
Some may say that this in itself is a rarity, but I think has what charmed me most was his kind confidence and sense of honour. He seems a man who who truly keeps his word and pays his debts. Regardless of generous offers others might make, he seems to truly unmoved to falter from this.
Many may swoon and whisper about his other admirable qualities, but I find that is something that makes one take note and wish to know him better.
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Written By Nina
Sept. 27, 2020, 1:33 p.m.(2/8/1014 AR)
What wonderful news to hear that the harbor is clear and the whirlpool is gone! I know not from where that horrible thing came, but it was making it so very difficult to shop. Now that fabrics import will continue I can sew many more nice things.
Written By Svana
Sept. 27, 2020, 11:53 a.m.(2/7/1014 AR)
Asher and I are overjoyed; in some months our little house will be filled with new cries again. I am very content right now, and this pregnant is going much smoother than the last already.
Whisper Anisha pointed out that we'll have a newborn just as the twins start walking. I know I'm too happy about a new baby right now because that doesn't so bad.
Wait for it.
Whisper Anisha pointed out that we'll have a newborn just as the twins start walking. I know I'm too happy about a new baby right now because that doesn't so bad.
Wait for it.
Written By Rosalind
Sept. 27, 2020, 11:10 a.m.(2/7/1014 AR)
So.Many.Plans! Scholar, do you see it outside? Have you?! Also-I went to Lady Belle's honey thing. At the honey place. So much honey! It smelled of honey. It was fun though, and I met a Lady that likes to climb walls. She's right up my alley! I can't wait to talk to her more. Scholar, also...Aella left me more responsibilities. Like---running our house until she comes home. So uh, want to tell me how to do that? Are you LAUGHING AT ME?!
Written By Thea
Sept. 27, 2020, 11:07 a.m.(2/7/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Medeia
I'm so glad Medeia chose me as her patron. Honest. She's taken all my ideas and have run with the. Making them ten times larger than what -I- would have imagined. And I have a pretty large imagination. We have been a pretty awesome team, despite the differences we share. I think those differences are what binds it.
Written By Philippe
Sept. 27, 2020, 10:49 a.m.(2/7/1014 AR)
Chevalle is quiet at this time of year. A man can only hear the wind over the pop of a cooking fire. The horses stay safely wrapped in their blankets, and the soil sleeps in preparation for the coming spring. I feel that we did good work this year. The land was productive, and we managed to make good preparations with our crops. There are some roads I intend to review after the first thaw, and a bridge in the low country that I feel must be rebuilt after a generation of good service. But we have done well, and I am pleased at the good work of the people. If roads, bridges, fields, and fodder could be all I concern myself with for the rest of my life, I would slip from this world happy and content.
Written By Porter
Sept. 27, 2020, 9:59 a.m.(2/7/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Aiden
Never have I had a bird pluck my mail from my hand before. I really wasn't expecting that.
Written By Raymesin
Sept. 27, 2020, 8:31 a.m.(2/7/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Tanith
If anyone hugs my wife when she doesn't want it, she's perfectly capable of making them regret it without calling on me. And I just love that about her.
I don't recommend anyone upset her enough that she does call on me to deal with it.
I don't recommend anyone upset her enough that she does call on me to deal with it.
Written By Serena
Sept. 27, 2020, 6:09 a.m.(2/7/1014 AR)
I received a messenger recently which made me reflect on my time as a Whisper. We didn't have courtiers of any kind when I grew up; it was one of the things we had lost by being Abandoned. For us, if you were at our Court then you served a very specific function - a Minister or the like - or were a member of their family. There were no people who made their livelihood in the same way that the Whispers and other Courtiers of Arx and elsewhere do.
My first experience with a Whisper was at a dinner in Zaffria. A lord had his legs crushed by a falling horse and found himself no longer able to enjoy his time as he once had, or feel as productive as he once did. He had started to let bitterness take seed in his heart. He would lash out at any of us who offered to help because that only drew attention to how he was different. It was a Whisper, passing through on his way to Lenosia, that uprooted the bitterness from the lord's heart. He didn't treat the lord any different; he brought him to activities. He held long conversations in the gardens with him.
It was then that I began to realize that Whispers were more than pretty faces and good dancers. It was then that I began to understand that Whispers weren't just neutral diplomats who would sometimes negotiate between troubled houses.
Whispers are confidantes.
It doesn't matter whether your passion is a party or talking endlessly about rock formations. It doesn't matter if you have the money of a prince or that of a pauper. There's a Whisper willing to listen, to be part of your conversation, and to hold it as close to his or her heart as any sworn priest.
Being a Whisper means I have a chance to be part of another's story and help them achieve a dream. And that is a calling I am glad I answered. It's been a beautiful journey so far.
My first experience with a Whisper was at a dinner in Zaffria. A lord had his legs crushed by a falling horse and found himself no longer able to enjoy his time as he once had, or feel as productive as he once did. He had started to let bitterness take seed in his heart. He would lash out at any of us who offered to help because that only drew attention to how he was different. It was a Whisper, passing through on his way to Lenosia, that uprooted the bitterness from the lord's heart. He didn't treat the lord any different; he brought him to activities. He held long conversations in the gardens with him.
It was then that I began to realize that Whispers were more than pretty faces and good dancers. It was then that I began to understand that Whispers weren't just neutral diplomats who would sometimes negotiate between troubled houses.
Whispers are confidantes.
It doesn't matter whether your passion is a party or talking endlessly about rock formations. It doesn't matter if you have the money of a prince or that of a pauper. There's a Whisper willing to listen, to be part of your conversation, and to hold it as close to his or her heart as any sworn priest.
Being a Whisper means I have a chance to be part of another's story and help them achieve a dream. And that is a calling I am glad I answered. It's been a beautiful journey so far.
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