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Written By Haakon

May 30, 2020, 6:59 p.m.(5/20/1013 AR)

I feel the need to go fishing.
The reason I say this to you, scholar, rather than simply taking a harpoon and boat and being about it is to reflect on how orderly this world is.

The maelstrom which swallows the Bay of Thrax has only made this more clear. The nearest harbor is now Brighthold, and no fewer than three families own various stretches of road between the Laveer coast and Arx. The Tyde owns the ships, the Laveer owns the harbor, another family the carts, another family owns a bridge along the road, and so forth.

Going fishing becomes quite the exercise in diplomacy.

Written By Nurie

May 30, 2020, 3:38 p.m.(5/20/1013 AR)

Though my focus of late has been more on linen, wool, and muslin rather than silks and lace, and I find that even without the embroidery and beadwork that I'm accustomed to, the work still fills my attention and desire to just sew for a few hours more far too late in the night...I am also glad that over the last months I've stolen time here and there to work on wedding attire. It's taken me a lot longer than usual, but reaching the stage where finally the dream in your head starts to truly come into reality underneath your fingertips is one of my favorite things.

Though it's not always possible, I know, I wish that every man or woman on their wedding day could feel beautiful, and perhaps more than a little hope for the future. I try to sew a little of those wishes into everything I make for another, trying to imagine what might bring them happiness or pleasure, or a little comfort when they wear what I make. But right now things are woven and stitched and smocked and spun with as much love as I can manage.

Written By Thea

May 30, 2020, 11:04 a.m.(5/20/1013 AR)

Who would have thought by burning 1 dead cultist body, you'd have a few out for your head. And a giant--snake armed thing? Also, when you have fungus in your hair, that does that not automatically make you a FunGi. Hopefully my brother's island is safe for a bit at least, after all that mess...

Just a typical family trip I guess. And Drake? Why does fire always have a play whenever you're around?!

Written By Iseulet

May 30, 2020, 7:25 a.m.(5/19/1013 AR)

I think I mentioned I got a couple new cats the other day, right scholar? Yes. Well.

They're all weird.

They haven't been named yet. I mean they usually reveal their own names to me with time and it's still too early to tell but there's one that's standing out and I have a feeling I'm going to discover his name soon.

He passes wind like a grown man and last night (before dawn I might add) woke me up by licking my arm pits. This morning, as I was having coffee in bed, he also brought me two potatoes from the kitchen.

He's also passive aggressive and refuses to eat without me. I've figured out that he's basically yowling at me 'we are a family and families eat together gods damn it'. And, when I am gone for more than half a day I come home to find him in a passive aggressive kitty huff because dinner has been ready for *hours* and he's *trying* to be considerate (unlike some humans) and waiting for me before he eats.

Gus, I think I will call him Gus. Short for Augustus, meaning... majestic.

Hmm. Another new one will sit on the couch behind me and pet me. I guess it figures /she/ likes to be petted so /I/ should like it too. She also licks the butter. I can't leave it out in a dish anymore of I come back to kitty tongue prints all over it.

Maybe I should call her Butters.

Written By Ouida

May 30, 2020, 4:12 a.m.(5/19/1013 AR)

I do not think I shall ever again be able to quite enjoy smoked or roasted mushrooms, even in a gravy, as once I did.

Written By Valdemar

May 29, 2020, 10:02 p.m.(5/18/1013 AR)

Boys,

I am alive, and you have been born, in what will likely be looked back upon as historical times. As a result, many people, including myself and your mother, face difficult decisions, without any good choices among the options. With no way to avoid hurting anyone at all, it can seem that life is pushing you to fail, to break down and take the easy way out, the path that hurts you the least. Always consider the cost, sons, and weigh those decisions before making the best one you can. This is what I am doing, what I do every time these decisions come to try beating me down. When you are old enough to understand, I pray that you will look back and take pride in the choices I've made in light of what is going on around us.

Written By Furio

May 29, 2020, 9:32 p.m.(5/18/1013 AR)

Heard some animals got loose, maybe its time to take out that old rope, boots, and hat.

Written By Ida

May 29, 2020, 8:10 p.m.(5/18/1013 AR)

I've yet to manage making one of the Sip and Spars, which seems a shame since sparring has been a favorite activity of mine. If time permits, I think I'm going to try to make the upcoming one and see if I've still got a bit of the old one-two in me. I'll also bring a few nails, for party tricks. I suspect at least one person will find this awesome!

Written By Ravna

May 29, 2020, 2:49 p.m.(5/18/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Eirene

People don't know, no, the true glory of battle isn't the dicks like myself that fuck the enemy with our big sticks, and big dicks, and spears, and knives, it's not the murder, or how many lives - we take.

But how many, you know, people like you, that set bone and sew skin, that really bring the glory home. You, who bring corpses back to men. Corpsemen? But you know, with life. Hearts. Real hearts, not false hearts.

Also...you know...for having the balls, man or woman, to chase those lost in the frenzy from your tents, to put shaky hands to work, and take the piss out of those big dicks around you when real work needs'a get done.

So, to you, Miss BigDickPissTakerSkinSewerBoneSetterShavSlicer, I drink to-tonight, this night, right now even, because you brought those back to me who are me. To me.

Besides, y-you can't drink on the job, I can. Hahahaha.

** SCHOLAR NOTE: This was apparently meant for Eirene, not Etienne. However we have left both posts for...memory, and only add that it is often Mister Ravna Culler is very, very...very, very, very, drunk, while having Us write for him. So for posterity not posts will remain so. **

Written By Strozza

May 29, 2020, 11:36 a.m.(5/18/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Valencia

We keep missing one another. We need to have tea or brandy. At your Hart, or please visit the Manor - we will show you the gardens.

Written By Clara

May 29, 2020, 10:56 a.m.(5/18/1013 AR)

Betrothal - Lord Llyr Nightgold to be Lord Llyr Crovane


Thank you all for your well wishes in our engagement. Your support will give us strength in the years to come. We hope that our union will not only make ourselves happy but will bring joy and strength to our people. Once again, thank you.

Written By Rorik

May 29, 2020, 10:41 a.m.(5/18/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Azova

Today I learned that putting medicinal rosemary oil on food like fried potatoes or using it to dip bread into only SOUNDS like a delicious idea.

I wasn't seriously going to eat the ointment. It smelled terrible and tasted like those overbearing peppermints that you find underneath the sofa after grandmother's come to visit.

Written By Azova

May 29, 2020, 10:32 a.m.(5/17/1013 AR)

Porter, Rorik - Please just stay away from each other's faces. You do not want to undo the work I did, and waste all that medicine right? RIGHT? Good, thank you.

Written By Iseulet

May 29, 2020, 9:55 a.m.(5/17/1013 AR)

Cats are also great listeners. Sometimes you just want to be able to complain about something or someone and not get told you're over reacting. Just a simple meow will do.

Have I also mentioned how cats commit early in a relationship? When a cat comes meowing at your door, the cat has entirely adopted you. There's no begging for a commitment. Cats are in it for the long run and you don't have to worry about their intentions with you.

And lastly, I suppose, yes Scholar you can stop dictating after this... Cats will stick around. No matter what. They will lay by your side and never stop loving you. Even if you think you need to push them away because you think someone else might care for them better... they've chosen you. And they will come back, even if it's in the middle of the night and curl up in bed beside you and all is back to normal in the morning. Through thick and thin and stupid decisions and bad hair days. It's you and them against the world - no matter what.

Written By Iseulet

May 29, 2020, 9:47 a.m.(5/17/1013 AR)

You will always know when a cat likes you or hates you. There's no guessing about it.

If he likes you, he will ignore you and occasionally come for a cuddle.

If he hates you, he will hiss and scratch at you.

When he's over it, he comes back for a snuggle and all is well again.

Humans on the other hand - especially men - are decidedly far more complicated.

Written By Iseulet

May 29, 2020, 9:13 a.m.(5/17/1013 AR)

I think my cats have formed a division of labor when it comes to pestering me for things.

One of them only bugs me about empty food bowls.

Another one of them only bugs me about empty water bowls.

Another one is the one in charge of waking me up.

This morning, I literally witnessed the cat that only pesters me about water bowls run and fetch the cat in charge of food bowls so *she* could give me hell about the food situation.

What's worse is when I am depressed and really slacking in my duties (woe be to me if I need to sleep in, right?) I will occasionally wake up without any cats pestering me and head downstairs to find them all in a circle appearing as if they are having a meeting.

Another is in charge of the toys. He hordes them in one of the beds and lays upon it like he's some sort of dragon and all the other cats have to bribe him with mice presents in order to be able to rent one for a while.

Written By Porter

May 29, 2020, 8:58 a.m.(5/17/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Rorik

There's a Sip and Spar coming up. I'll be there. With my shirt off.

Unless someone tells me to put it back on.

In which case, yes, I will be wearing all of my clothes.

Written By Mirari

May 29, 2020, 6:12 a.m.(5/17/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Benjamin

Was your ghost moving me tonight, my friend? I met someone who reminds me so much of you. Yet, he's nothing like you at all. Maybe it's that smile. Maybe it's that sense that I can be myself around him. The way I could with you... I miss you.

Written By Rorik

May 29, 2020, 12:23 a.m.(5/17/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Porter

When you least expect it...

REEEEEEEEEEEEEEMAAAAAAAAAAAAATCH!!

Written By Porter

May 28, 2020, 11:02 p.m.(5/17/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Rorik

My cousin is my best friend, even if we are constantly trying to beat each other up. And he got me kicked out of the library of the Darkwater Manse.

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