Written By
Mara
March 29, 2020, 9:46 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on
Val
Thank you for the pleasant and engaging conversation the other night, I am looking forward further conversations.
March 29, 2020, 9:44 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
I so rarely make anything for myself these days.
Still, after putting together something for Acacia I realized it was high time I did so.
And so now I have a jaunty vest.
I think Orathy would like one, if he ever comes out of hiding I'll have to fit him for one.
March 29, 2020, 9:43 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
My eldest brother, Andreas, has finally made it to Arx for the first time, and boy it's such a shame he's barely gone out of his ship --The Crimson Voyager-- to enjoy it. Sure, I get there's some nasty rumors shadowing him; but, I promise, the man is a good man! He won that ship fare and square. Whomever says otherwise is most definitely lying.
Written By
Mara
March 29, 2020, 9:42 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
It is very cold, and a lot of snow, more then I had expected. It makes me miss the south a great deal. I will need to get myself some warmer clothing it seems.
Written By
Raja
March 29, 2020, 9:41 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
I tried to host a Fight Night recently. Sadly, it didn't happen because of something that came up. Though, it would seem that there were other people that wanted it to happen and decided to do a miniature fight night all themselves! I got to watch Rowenova pummel Ras. It was quite satisfying! I decided to go ahead and give her the prize I had commissioned for the Fight Night. They were a pair of Ironwool Punching Gloves! Parts of me were actually quite sad to give them up. Hmm. I just might have another pair made for me!
Written By
Raja
March 29, 2020, 9:36 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
You know, it may not be a good thing to write this, but is it bad to laugh at someone when they do something stupid and then have funny consequences? This one guy got tossed out of the Murder. You know, it takes an aweful lot to get kicked out of the Murder. Anyways, I came around the corner to find this sputtering, cursing inquisitor lying in the muck, all angry and screaming profanities. I couldn't help but to laugh! It was so funny to me! He threatened to pull out my fingernails with a dull knife. Can they even do that just because someone laughs? Come ON! If it were me, he would laugh too. I wouldn't be happy, but I know it's funny on the outside. Shite. Some people have no humor.
March 29, 2020, 9:31 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on
Jael
I think it might just be best to burn it, and buy new leathers.
Written By
Shae
March 29, 2020, 9:31 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
I don't mind long trips on boats, it was not my first, but I need to bring more ginger next time.
March 29, 2020, 9:26 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
I'm really getting tired of centipedes. A hot bath is simply not enough.
Written By
Shae
March 29, 2020, 9:25 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
Apparently we should have just set that whole cave on fire, instead of going inside it.
Written By
Kaia
March 29, 2020, 9:20 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
It's both concerning and fascinating, the things one comes across while researching. The oddest things that one finds in the strangest of places. What were some of these scholars thinking?! How did these bits even get there in the first place? Shouldn't they be over there? Who is in charge of organization around here? I swear, I'll go mad --why, it's ridiculous! Hmph!
Written By
Kaia
March 29, 2020, 9:11 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
The four corners of Arvum weep for the passing of a wonderful and passionate woman; the Marquessa of Stalhben, Arcadia. None did ever wield a bow and shot arrows as fine as she did. May her memory stay with us always and her bravery never be forgotten. She was a dear friend, a spectacular mother and a most dutiful, determined and honorable noble.
March 29, 2020, 8:59 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
I've never seen anything lovelier.
Oh, the adventures we have ahead of us, my sweet beauty.
March 29, 2020, 8:03 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on
Arcadia
Off on another adventure.
March 29, 2020, 7:52 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on
Arcadia
We never met, my lady. And yet the shadow of your life will fall heavily across me and my brothers. I hope you have gone to your worthy rest.
March 29, 2020, 6:33 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on
Arcadia
It is true that she burned bright. It is a shame that it did not last for long.
Still she achieved far more in her time than most can ever dream of.
March 29, 2020, 6:33 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on
Arcadia
It is true that she burned bright. It is a shame that it did not last for long.
Still she achieved far more in her time than most can ever dream of.
March 29, 2020, 6:33 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on
Arcadia
It is true that she burned bright. It is a shame that it did not last for long.
Still she achieved far more in her time than most can ever dream of.
March 29, 2020, 6:27 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
The Southport Bowl was a success and I would like to offer my congratulations to the winners. My cousin Fecundo and the pugilist Sydney.
I also believe that Rowenova and Ras should be commended for their tactics used to defeat me. Unorthodox but highly effective. I was most impressed.
Written By
Esme
March 29, 2020, 5:46 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on
Arcadia
I did not think I would write this. I thought about not writing this, but there is a fondness in memories.
I loved Arcadia as she was my friend, my sister in heart. I don't even recall the first time we met, but I'm sure one or both of us were intoxicated. We spoke of our hearts and the people that resided in them. I love her children as mine. She introduced me to a man I would fall in love with. She watched as the relationship shifted in ways that others did not have insight. I have seen her tears. I have seen her anger. I have seen her happiness. I was not ready to hear of her death.
It is strange not to have a person to send a missive to and let them know a trail of gossip I might have heard. Or to listen as we debated out marriage and love in a way that we could. Or to know she would allow me to hug her too tight. If there is a regret it is that duty pulled us further apart lately. She has left her mark on all those she touched. It is safe to say that she will not be forgotten.