Written By Tanith
May 27, 2020, 11:25 a.m.(5/14/1013 AR)
He made a joke about them making fantastic propaganda material.
Not going back to my parents' house for a while. His pride was completely unnerving.
Written By Jyri
May 27, 2020, 11:15 a.m.(5/14/1013 AR)
It's not so bad sharing a drink and a laugh, either.
Written By Tyrus
May 27, 2020, 10:40 a.m.(5/14/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Evangeline
Written By Mabelle
May 27, 2020, 8:06 a.m.(5/13/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Shae
Such joyous occasion.
Written By Ravna
May 27, 2020, 7:57 a.m.(5/13/1013 AR)
Yeah, so, there's this bra-- well, yeah I fucked up these little hamstring-cutters! Have you seriously never seen the packs of kids in the Lowers, man? Buncha lil goblins.
Written By Godric
May 27, 2020, 5:38 a.m.(5/13/1013 AR)
Written By Evangeline
May 27, 2020, 4:04 a.m.(5/13/1013 AR)
While it might seem to others that I am quite reserved and prim, it is not beneath me to indulge in a tale (or two) of romance. There was a time I wrote love letters for those who for a lack of better terms could not get the quill up and suffered tremendously with the ability to convey with words exactly how they felt. Actually, that was not the problem. They knew exactly what they felt but lacked the finesse of waxing poetic.
But I digress, are these books really -that- good? Should I attempt to get my hands on a copy? Will I be thoroughly entertained? Inquiring minds...
Written By Evangeline
May 27, 2020, 3:57 a.m.(5/13/1013 AR)
Written By Evangeline
May 27, 2020, 3:53 a.m.(5/13/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Tyrus
Written By Sirius
May 27, 2020, 3:48 a.m.(5/13/1013 AR)
And with him I felt time collapse three years back, to the first time I tasted violence on the field,
Death is strange on the battlefield. The Abandoned don't kill like men of the Compact do, they make it fast. They leave you little wait between the now and the then. I got a good look at their handiwork after it was all said and done. Men strewn in pieces. Whole parts, legs, arms, bodies split in seams most unnatural. Instant death. Swing, head gone! And the body crumples and stiffens. Most of the dead looked like that, like they'd just been scared and sat frozen in their embarrassment. Most looked nothing like men at all. A man should look asleep when he's dead, don't you agree, Scholar?
That's how these years suffering for my past transgressions felt, altogether my fault. Like a slow death.
In war, few ever do receive the courtesy of a slow death, of a pause to get ready and make themselves comfortable and find peace, to curl up into a ball and depart this place in a similar shape to how they'd come in.
But I will say one man, taken apart at the beltline, managed to hang on. I found him myself, huddling the shredded remains of his Thraxian tabard. I told him to close his eyes because I thought if he went to sleep maybe the Queen'd wake up. But he didn't go to sleep. He just kept breathing, and talking. Talking about this dog he had as a boy, and how he got upset when his father slaughtered him for biting the neighbor's daughter. Talked about a girl, and then a wife, and a mother. Talked about two mothers, actually.
I did not know half a man could live for so long.
For a long while I felt like this man, legless. Like a torso twisting, turning and rolling around on the mud, whose foundations were swooped out from under him after the inadvertent troubles brought on to me for speaking on matters I didn't understand. I am thankful for the Faith's forgiveness, and I hope to have learned this valuable lesson to heart.
Written By Rowenova
May 27, 2020, 3:14 a.m.(5/13/1013 AR)
I am beyond blessed and so lucky that I always have so many fantastic people as hired help at both busy locations. Thank you for all you do.
The living area (above said shop) conveniently serves as a temporary home for our vacation stay, the colder weather is so nice, and the Love of my Life and Sir Floppington are right here with me, too. So wonderful!
[ @Arx : On Honor Walk Central, the back yard behind the Defense Lab is apparently operating even now with all those Bibacious Assistants and Teetotalling Gardeners continually working on their respective projects. ]
Written By Haakon
May 27, 2020, 2:46 a.m.(5/13/1013 AR)
The largest city I've ever seen, and larger by far than any city needs be. Folk who dwell out of sight of the sea begin to stink of rats and urine, or perhaps the stench of today was owed to so many thousands baking in the heat. Whatever the cause, I long for the cold East wind already. Tyde Tower was hospitable, the Tyde herself near to bursting with child, but otherwise much the same as years past, when the Darkness Rose in the Deeps, and a handful of perfumed Arvani came before the King of Eswynd to bid us join or die.
We joined the Tyde, years ago, before the great battles, and we lived.
Soon there will be new throats to cut, and battles to fight, for even with the Deeps laid low, it is the doom of the world that it remains full of men, and we have ever been a quarrelsome race. I do not enjoy the prospect of dwelling among Thraxians, let alone Mainlanders, but for such wants, the wind does not care.
Written By Appolonia
May 26, 2020, 11:24 p.m.(5/13/1013 AR)
Ten years?
Fifty?
Seven generations?
Thirteen?
Written By Sorrel
May 26, 2020, 10:40 p.m.(5/13/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Shard
Written By Poppy
May 26, 2020, 10:39 p.m.(5/13/1013 AR)
I have a question about honor. I made a new friend. One who signs their letters with honor holds. But, I caught them today in bold face lie. A lie over something little. Something that didn't need a lie. The truth came out and I'm hurt that I was betrayed.
Now I am question their honor. Are they still considered honorable even if caught in a lie? We're they honorable to start with? Is there any reason one should lie? At what point is a lie acceptable?
Written By Svana
May 26, 2020, 9:43 p.m.(5/12/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Tanith
Written By Rowenova
May 26, 2020, 9:09 p.m.(5/12/1013 AR)
Written By Niklas
May 26, 2020, 8:50 p.m.(5/12/1013 AR)
Written By Gwenna
May 26, 2020, 7:42 p.m.(5/12/1013 AR)
Written By Sydney
May 26, 2020, 7:23 p.m.(5/12/1013 AR)
I'm filled with remorse. I should very much like to have fought in this historic series of challenges. I suppose I'm thrilled enough to have been included, however briefly, in this peculiar event.
...That the takeaway is 'You challenged a commoner', however, is proof enough that even when this whirlpool diminishes, we'll be left with the same problems, should nothing change. Something must change.
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