Written By Arik
May 9, 2020, 7:48 p.m.(4/6/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
[Submitted by Personal Scribe]
Are you writing everything I'm saying Row?
Good.
Let it be known on the last day of winter 1013 AR that High Lord Victus Thrax the Prince of the Maelstrom forfeited the wedding snowball fight of Lady Brianna Halfshav and Lord Alecsatzi Halfshav by way of near fatal use of not a snowball.
Yes that is a rule, 'not a snowball' and I assure you the bard's college of Cascade Springs will confirm.
Yes there's more.
Also let it be known that out of numerous injuries over a lifetime of being a House Sword that High Lord Victus' greatsword toss is by far the quickest from which I will recover. Lady Eirene more or less patched me up on the spot.
No I'm not going to the Clement and Mazetti wedding reception with you... I need to lie down.
Are you writing everything I'm saying Row?
Good.
Let it be known on the last day of winter 1013 AR that High Lord Victus Thrax the Prince of the Maelstrom forfeited the wedding snowball fight of Lady Brianna Halfshav and Lord Alecsatzi Halfshav by way of near fatal use of not a snowball.
Yes that is a rule, 'not a snowball' and I assure you the bard's college of Cascade Springs will confirm.
Yes there's more.
Also let it be known that out of numerous injuries over a lifetime of being a House Sword that High Lord Victus' greatsword toss is by far the quickest from which I will recover. Lady Eirene more or less patched me up on the spot.
No I'm not going to the Clement and Mazetti wedding reception with you... I need to lie down.
Written By Brianna
May 9, 2020, 6:55 p.m.(4/6/1013 AR)
Once, I swore I would never marry. Then my life changed, and changed again, and now I couldn't imagine my life any other way.
Things I expected that happened at our wedding:
-A chance to see all of my favorite people
-Love
-Laughter
-A chance to wear the most incredible gown I've ever imagined
Things that I did not expect, but happened anyway:
-A giant goat
-Abdominal surgery
Things I expected that happened at our wedding:
-A chance to see all of my favorite people
-Love
-Laughter
-A chance to wear the most incredible gown I've ever imagined
Things that I did not expect, but happened anyway:
-A giant goat
-Abdominal surgery
Written By Victus
May 9, 2020, 6:23 p.m.(4/6/1013 AR)
I will never bring a sword to a snowball fight again.
Written By Rorik
May 9, 2020, 6:04 p.m.(4/6/1013 AR)
The wedding of Lady Brianna and Lord Alecstazi was a lot of fun. Except perhaps the part where Lord Arik got stabbed. But he's fine and our team won the snowball fight so I say the whole thing was a success!
Written By Rorik
May 9, 2020, 5:50 p.m.(4/6/1013 AR)
Dropping anchor in Arx may have been the best decision I have ever made, scholar. Why? There are a few reasons. Maybe I'll write them down someday.
Written By Rorik
May 9, 2020, 5:48 p.m.(4/6/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Symonesse
The Queen called me steady, it was quite the compliment. I'm a little confused about the 'always' part, but that doesn't mean I disagree. As steady as a ship in a strong wind, that's what I always say!
Written By Valencia
May 9, 2020, 5:22 p.m.(4/6/1013 AR)
Elated! Spring is finally here!
I adore all that winter brings, but, oh, how I have ached to feel the lush green return to barren land and to wake to the sweet fragrance of blossoms again.
The first bloom of lover's kiss has come early this year. I picked some as I walked in the gardens today. That scent always makes me feel wild and and a little rash. It reminds me of sultry summer nights at home. I tucked some into my hair to let its perfume linger for a while.
I think I shall ask Lizette to see that we have fresh lover's kiss in my rooms from now on. I love how that scent makes me feel and I want to be reminded of how beautiful life can be.
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I adore all that winter brings, but, oh, how I have ached to feel the lush green return to barren land and to wake to the sweet fragrance of blossoms again.
The first bloom of lover's kiss has come early this year. I picked some as I walked in the gardens today. That scent always makes me feel wild and and a little rash. It reminds me of sultry summer nights at home. I tucked some into my hair to let its perfume linger for a while.
I think I shall ask Lizette to see that we have fresh lover's kiss in my rooms from now on. I love how that scent makes me feel and I want to be reminded of how beautiful life can be.
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Written By Sydney
May 9, 2020, 3:18 p.m.(4/6/1013 AR)
Sometimes, it's difficult to remind myself that the only discourse available to me is often to do nothing at all. To conserve, to wait, and to make ready.
It's a pity that I can't will my mind (or often my body) to sit still on command.
Instead, I've busied myself with people-watching, as I'm told artists and authors tend to. I seat myself on a high crate at the docks and I watch the hustle and bustle as trade adjusts to the latest circumstances. A great deal of worry about the whirlpool, the freefall of military, economic, and social scrips, and no shortage of grumbling about ship design, to be sure.
More than that, though, there are the more human moments. A gruff and taciturn old sailor pausing to help a child who'd fallen flat on her face and was sporting a bloodied nose. A young woman who stares out at the edge of one of the piers every day I've been there for hours on end, hoping to catch a glimpse of one of the vessels that's long overdue to return. Friends playing at cards, lovers having spats, guards on patrol. Guards lazing when they think their superiors aren't watching.
Sometimes the world feels crushingly small, if we don't expand outside of our little spheres of imagined influence, and it's a comfort to take the time to recognize that it's wider and far uglier and far more beautiful than we imagine it.
It's a pity that I can't will my mind (or often my body) to sit still on command.
Instead, I've busied myself with people-watching, as I'm told artists and authors tend to. I seat myself on a high crate at the docks and I watch the hustle and bustle as trade adjusts to the latest circumstances. A great deal of worry about the whirlpool, the freefall of military, economic, and social scrips, and no shortage of grumbling about ship design, to be sure.
More than that, though, there are the more human moments. A gruff and taciturn old sailor pausing to help a child who'd fallen flat on her face and was sporting a bloodied nose. A young woman who stares out at the edge of one of the piers every day I've been there for hours on end, hoping to catch a glimpse of one of the vessels that's long overdue to return. Friends playing at cards, lovers having spats, guards on patrol. Guards lazing when they think their superiors aren't watching.
Sometimes the world feels crushingly small, if we don't expand outside of our little spheres of imagined influence, and it's a comfort to take the time to recognize that it's wider and far uglier and far more beautiful than we imagine it.
Written By Strozza
May 9, 2020, 12:33 p.m.(4/6/1013 AR)
I think I'm going to stop using a bed. I'm going to acquire a hillock of pillows, throw a satin blanket over them, add more pillows and sleep on that.
Written By Riagnon
May 9, 2020, 11:59 a.m.(4/6/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Bellamy
Inquisitor Wormka isn't a deal-breaker for me, but Sir Baywormer's guaranteed involvement most certainly is.
Written By Amari
May 9, 2020, 11:08 a.m.(4/6/1013 AR)
This latest pillow I've stitched is my very best work ever. I barely lost any blood and my needlework was precise. I think I'm finally getting the knack of it! I'm glad too, since it's a gift for someone I'm very fond of, and for someone else I hope to be. I expect they will be a good addition to the House regardless.
Written By Amari
May 9, 2020, 10:28 a.m.(4/6/1013 AR)
Baron and Baroness Fortier of Mistward, I have to admit my admiration for what you've done so far and how quickly. I imagine the hardest work is yet to come, but that's not to diminish what you've already accomplished. There will always be difficulties and unforeseen calamities, but I expect the both of you will handily manage them and have plenty of help from your friends and family, should you ever need it.
I'm also very excited for the arrival of your first child and heir, and proud that you've entrusted me to be their Witness. They surely couldn't be more trouble than a cheeky little goat or a bog dog, and I imagine they'll take better to instruction than either.
I'm also very excited for the arrival of your first child and heir, and proud that you've entrusted me to be their Witness. They surely couldn't be more trouble than a cheeky little goat or a bog dog, and I imagine they'll take better to instruction than either.
Written By Rosalind
May 9, 2020, 8:02 a.m.(4/5/1013 AR)
Back from the scouting expedition at Stonedeep. I thought I saw a naked man running around, but scholar..that may have been blood in my eye!
Written By Mirari
May 9, 2020, 5:34 a.m.(4/5/1013 AR)
It's strange, but I find myself considering the idea of motherhood. After all, there should be someone left to take over my legacy in the future.
Written By Bellamy
May 9, 2020, 5:30 a.m.(4/5/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Riagnon
I have begun collecting a clew of some of my beloved worms to send to Lord Riagnon Acheron for a project he is working on. As I do I can't help but be a little bit sad. I have, after all, given them all names. But I know that my sweet little wrigglers will help the soil quality. They are not burrowing worms but they excel in places where there is dense vegetal or zoological detritus. Still, I am quite sad to see them go. Even Inquisitor Wormka.
Written By Bellamy
May 9, 2020, 5:08 a.m.(4/5/1013 AR)
It is quite peculiar just how soothing I find gardening to be. I think I shall see about getting soil samples from the different fealties of Arvum, to see where I might find the most fertile soil for growing. Though, perhaps, I should start with the territories within the Northlands first.
Written By Ravna
May 9, 2020, 2:59 a.m.(4/5/1013 AR)
I-I've aquired...a thing. A hare. I think? I've no idea. It's like a cat, maybe. Probably. Or a dog? A hou----AGH! STOPIT! STOP! OW! OW! OW! FINE! FUCK! OW!
...Why are you laughing? The little bastard is so *mean*, Scholar! Look at him! He's lean, and terrible. I think, perhaps, this thing, this vile creature, is the Mis to my Fortune? Who should know, yeah? Oh, name? Uh...I dunno. Knife-Fingers. Yes. That is his name. Knife-Fingers: The asshole jackrabbit.
You ever wonder how hares and stuff survive? Y'know? Like, you know. Probably, think about it - if they're caught, their dead, yeah? BUT! But. You gotta catch'em, first.
Like me! Hee.
...Why are you laughing? The little bastard is so *mean*, Scholar! Look at him! He's lean, and terrible. I think, perhaps, this thing, this vile creature, is the Mis to my Fortune? Who should know, yeah? Oh, name? Uh...I dunno. Knife-Fingers. Yes. That is his name. Knife-Fingers: The asshole jackrabbit.
You ever wonder how hares and stuff survive? Y'know? Like, you know. Probably, think about it - if they're caught, their dead, yeah? BUT! But. You gotta catch'em, first.
Like me! Hee.
Written By Svana
May 9, 2020, 1:16 a.m.(4/5/1013 AR)
Jules is back in town. The babies have calmed down, thanks to Rukhnis and Rowenova's attentive care. I'm starting to gain weight! Truly a feat for me as I've never been able to do it in my life. I'm sure now I won't be able to take it off, but who cares? It's nice to spend some time with my husband. I just wish I wasn't so sleepy yet. I miss my energy. And I missed Jules too. It may be strange to say, but he's my best friend in the world above all else. I have missed our talks.
Written By Tikva
May 9, 2020, 12:03 a.m.(4/5/1013 AR)
I have had an incredible birthday in so many ways. I am blessed. And ... baffled, and bamboozled, occasionally. But genuinely, deeply, wondrously blessed.
And provided with a strange overabundance of carved statues of my son's dog, for some reason.
And provided with a strange overabundance of carved statues of my son's dog, for some reason.
Written By Jules
May 8, 2020, 9:46 p.m.(4/4/1013 AR)
I joined the Empyrean this week, I think it might be a good fit. I still have my goals and desires but some things may take longer than expected with the whirlpool though. Much has changed from that.
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