Written By Jourdain
March 20, 2020, 11:53 p.m.(12/18/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Drake
We ought to spar more often, cousin. It keeps me sharp -- a necessity for me -- and it attracts the most interesting sorts of people to spectate.
Written By Porter
March 20, 2020, 11:30 p.m.(12/18/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Catalana
Grow a beard. I dare you.
Written By Juniper
March 20, 2020, 7:36 p.m.(12/18/1012 AR)
I leave the city to do something that has been described as "ridiculously dangerous". That it is also absolutely necessary is a matter of personal opinion. I need to do this. I could shirk the responsibility but when I feel in my bones that only I could do this, and if I don't it goes undone... well. Some choices are more weighted than others. If we succeed, me and those who escort me, so much good will be done. Chains will be broken, someone freed. Someone who might be able to help the Compact. That's my hope. That love and light and hope will overcome. But hope is nothing without action, so I go.
Hope... I've modeled my life on hope. Even in my darkest moments, I was always reaching for the light, for balance. To be better, to have better, to make things better for others. Where I've succeeded, it's inspired me to do more. Where I've failed, it's been even greater inspiration to be better.
Leaving is so hard. To close the doors of the hospice and walk away from my garden, to know I'm the cause for worry in so many hearts.
I hate to worry you. I'm sorry for that, for the pain. I've felt it often enough, I know exactly where it sits in the chest and the stomach. How the mouth dries, and the palms prickle. That this is needful isn't a balm against that sort of fear. All I can offer is this: I love you and that love goes soul-deep. If this goes poorly, if I don't come back, that love is still carved onto my soul and I'll carry it with me onto the Wheel, bring it back with me if and when our Mother decides it's my time again.
That makes this love eternal. I love you and that means I love you always. What I go to do is proof of it.
If I don't return, remember me in smiles, and stars, and spring (though I do love autumn too). I'll try to be there for you in hearth-fires, and the smell of fresh baked bread, and sun-dried linens. I love you and I hope we'll see each other again.
Hope... I've modeled my life on hope. Even in my darkest moments, I was always reaching for the light, for balance. To be better, to have better, to make things better for others. Where I've succeeded, it's inspired me to do more. Where I've failed, it's been even greater inspiration to be better.
Leaving is so hard. To close the doors of the hospice and walk away from my garden, to know I'm the cause for worry in so many hearts.
I hate to worry you. I'm sorry for that, for the pain. I've felt it often enough, I know exactly where it sits in the chest and the stomach. How the mouth dries, and the palms prickle. That this is needful isn't a balm against that sort of fear. All I can offer is this: I love you and that love goes soul-deep. If this goes poorly, if I don't come back, that love is still carved onto my soul and I'll carry it with me onto the Wheel, bring it back with me if and when our Mother decides it's my time again.
That makes this love eternal. I love you and that means I love you always. What I go to do is proof of it.
If I don't return, remember me in smiles, and stars, and spring (though I do love autumn too). I'll try to be there for you in hearth-fires, and the smell of fresh baked bread, and sun-dried linens. I love you and I hope we'll see each other again.
Written By Corrigan
March 20, 2020, 5:09 p.m.(12/18/1012 AR)
Apparently, I am beautiful and leave Silk women breathless.
If I bite it abruptly, scholar - see to it that the above goes on my headstone, would you?
If I bite it abruptly, scholar - see to it that the above goes on my headstone, would you?
Written By Dio
March 20, 2020, 4:40 p.m.(12/18/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Peri
Old Hob doubted me. "Why ye givin' command o' the ships t' the Seliki, eh Marquis?" said he. "Because she's intelligent," said I. "Aye, maybe with maps, Marquis, but not in the abyss o' combat at sea. 'Sides, ain't you intelligent too?"
"No, Hob," said I. "I'm clever. At most I can set traps to get what I want. But Lady Peri understands the minds of slavers. She can think like they do, anticipate what they will do. Her people know well the minds of slavers."
"They was slavers, the Seliki?" asked Old Hob, scratching his head. "No, Mate," said I. "They were thralls. They won their freedom, just as the people of the Saffron Chain will win theirs. And the Selikis have not forgot. From the founders of their line, to my protege and her father, make no mistake, they have not forgot what it meant to be chained. From what I've seen, they will raze all slavers and see freedom spread across these islands." Hob eyed me suspiciously. "Wull see 'bout that."
Before setting sail to join the Black Fleet of Pravus, Old Hob found me. "When's we sailin' with Admiral Peri again, m'lord?"
"Soon," said I.
He smiled.
"No, Hob," said I. "I'm clever. At most I can set traps to get what I want. But Lady Peri understands the minds of slavers. She can think like they do, anticipate what they will do. Her people know well the minds of slavers."
"They was slavers, the Seliki?" asked Old Hob, scratching his head. "No, Mate," said I. "They were thralls. They won their freedom, just as the people of the Saffron Chain will win theirs. And the Selikis have not forgot. From the founders of their line, to my protege and her father, make no mistake, they have not forgot what it meant to be chained. From what I've seen, they will raze all slavers and see freedom spread across these islands." Hob eyed me suspiciously. "Wull see 'bout that."
Before setting sail to join the Black Fleet of Pravus, Old Hob found me. "When's we sailin' with Admiral Peri again, m'lord?"
"Soon," said I.
He smiled.
Written By Reigna
March 20, 2020, 3:40 p.m.(12/18/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
This feels like a goodbye.
My heart is beating so hard, and I am afraid of what this means. You are my sister in all ways but blood. I pray to all the gods that you will come back safely. I will hold onto this treasure and keep you in my prayers. I love you too. You will always been remembered, loved, honored. I am going to believe I can tell you these things to your face.
I will keep an ear out for you, I pray my eyes see you first.
My heart is beating so hard, and I am afraid of what this means. You are my sister in all ways but blood. I pray to all the gods that you will come back safely. I will hold onto this treasure and keep you in my prayers. I love you too. You will always been remembered, loved, honored. I am going to believe I can tell you these things to your face.
I will keep an ear out for you, I pray my eyes see you first.
Written By Tanith
March 20, 2020, 2:20 p.m.(12/18/1012 AR)
Compassion in the wake of horror is insanity.
I say this after a day of holding back hair while a poor soul wretches in the gutter. How else do you celebrate the birth of a man's son?
I say this after a day of holding back hair while a poor soul wretches in the gutter. How else do you celebrate the birth of a man's son?
Written By Catalana
March 20, 2020, 7:51 a.m.(12/17/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Porter
If I grew a beard it would be magnificent and soft. Everyone would love it.
Also, it is unfair to find someone louder than you to tell me I'm ugly (I think that's what he was meaning) because you got beard envy.
Also, it is unfair to find someone louder than you to tell me I'm ugly (I think that's what he was meaning) because you got beard envy.
Written By Kritr
March 20, 2020, 1:22 a.m.(12/16/1012 AR)
So here is the story of how I lost my axe:
It started with a loose stitch on my belt. Loose stitch caused me to loose the metal loop in the snow. Can't find metal in the everwinter, so I replaced it with a bone loop, had the stitching redone. They know their leather up there, so I wasn't worried about the stitching, but metal is stronger than bone. I'd like to see the bone that proves me wrong.
In the Everwinter the seals nest by the thousands, fur pelts like nothing I've ever seen. Ermine, if ermine fur was made entirely of spun clouds and fulfilled dreams. And they aren't afraid of no man. So I climbed in right among them and relaxed for a whole day. Until I saw one of them slip too close to the edge. They don't do any swimming, on account of their fur. So when one of them fell in, I reached in after to fish him out.
Then I saw the reason he fell in, a black and white whale had broken off a whole chunk of ice. We fought. Me punching in the water and hanging onto the ice with one hand. Him circling around and coming out of the dark like a ghost. I lost. Punching an orca is like punching a rug hanging on a line. No matter how hard you hit it, it just don't notice. Didn't save the seal either. Whale ignored me entirely.
So there I was with half a seal carcass, and I look down and somewhere in the tussle, the bone loop for my axe was just snapped in half. Must have ended up at the bottom of the Everwinter Sea. It was then I decided the Everwinter had had enough of me. And me enough of the Everwinter.
It started with a loose stitch on my belt. Loose stitch caused me to loose the metal loop in the snow. Can't find metal in the everwinter, so I replaced it with a bone loop, had the stitching redone. They know their leather up there, so I wasn't worried about the stitching, but metal is stronger than bone. I'd like to see the bone that proves me wrong.
In the Everwinter the seals nest by the thousands, fur pelts like nothing I've ever seen. Ermine, if ermine fur was made entirely of spun clouds and fulfilled dreams. And they aren't afraid of no man. So I climbed in right among them and relaxed for a whole day. Until I saw one of them slip too close to the edge. They don't do any swimming, on account of their fur. So when one of them fell in, I reached in after to fish him out.
Then I saw the reason he fell in, a black and white whale had broken off a whole chunk of ice. We fought. Me punching in the water and hanging onto the ice with one hand. Him circling around and coming out of the dark like a ghost. I lost. Punching an orca is like punching a rug hanging on a line. No matter how hard you hit it, it just don't notice. Didn't save the seal either. Whale ignored me entirely.
So there I was with half a seal carcass, and I look down and somewhere in the tussle, the bone loop for my axe was just snapped in half. Must have ended up at the bottom of the Everwinter Sea. It was then I decided the Everwinter had had enough of me. And me enough of the Everwinter.
Written By Nina
March 20, 2020, 1:17 a.m.(12/16/1012 AR)
The Tournament of Thorns challenge was really exciting and difficult! I'm really glad that my little song snuck me in to the top three and I can be in the finals!
But I do have to say, I have a really glaring weakness. It's silly, too. But, I just find it really hard to be mean to people. Sometimes I wonder if mean-ness lessons from someone sharp wouldn't be such a bad idea. I'm learning the knife, a little, but sometimes a girl has to learn to stand up for herself with words too.
But I do have to say, I have a really glaring weakness. It's silly, too. But, I just find it really hard to be mean to people. Sometimes I wonder if mean-ness lessons from someone sharp wouldn't be such a bad idea. I'm learning the knife, a little, but sometimes a girl has to learn to stand up for herself with words too.
Written By Jules
March 19, 2020, 9:47 p.m.(12/16/1012 AR)
So I wonder how many people will yell at me this week for a potentially delightful reason. I shall need to start a separate ledger for that I think.
Written By Revell
March 19, 2020, 9:22 p.m.(12/16/1012 AR)
We all want the same thing, we don't have to be enemies.
Friends, allies.. we need them.
We might not like each other very much, but if our goals align then we should learn to work together regardless.
This is bigger than personal slights.
Grow up.
Friends, allies.. we need them.
We might not like each other very much, but if our goals align then we should learn to work together regardless.
This is bigger than personal slights.
Grow up.
Written By Drake
March 19, 2020, 4:36 p.m.(12/16/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Iseulet
I suppose I wouldn't entirely embarrass myself dancing at a ball now, would I? It was generous of Iseulet to make some time for the lesson.
Written By Svana
March 19, 2020, 3:52 p.m.(12/16/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Jules
And so it is done. Jules and I were wed under a big bright moon in the marketplace, late at night - just as we first met. We have had a terrifically short courtship and I don't think there's a single thing wrong with that. On some deep level, we know each other very well without knowing one another at all. Though I have to admit it does seem a bit strange to be married to a man and not know his favorite color. I'm fairly certain it's blue, though.
There are many fine details to work out between the two of us, but we have time now - the rest of our lives, as it was promised.
I wish my parents were here to see an event they probably never thought would happen - Spirits and Gods above know that I never thought it would happen. But he's the one, I intend to keep him, and I will fight for our happiness every step of the way.
Yours,
Svana Fabron.
There are many fine details to work out between the two of us, but we have time now - the rest of our lives, as it was promised.
I wish my parents were here to see an event they probably never thought would happen - Spirits and Gods above know that I never thought it would happen. But he's the one, I intend to keep him, and I will fight for our happiness every step of the way.
Yours,
Svana Fabron.
Written By Porter
March 19, 2020, 3:23 p.m.(12/16/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Catalana
Just because your beard grows in all patchy is no reason to insult mine.
Written By Tanith
March 19, 2020, 2:50 p.m.(12/16/1012 AR)
If you thought you saw me walking through the Lowers' Commons today, covered in horse shite looking like I could set things on fire with my eyes ... well. You were right.
Written By Revell
March 19, 2020, 11:35 a.m.(12/15/1012 AR)
It has been a ride and a half ever since I came to Arx - everything is hectic, dramatic and full of entirely too much of everything.
Not that I'd change it for the world. I think I'm happy. No, I know that I'm happy here, despite all the flaws I see everywhere. Or maybe it's because of them?
Either way, it's nice taking a moment to sit back and relax and do things I'm good at.
Guildmaster Felix has taught me the basics of working the markets within Arx - I'm going to have to start small, and it'll be a long while before I can truly consider myself an adept. But who knows? Maybe in a few weeks I'll have enough silver to get my dress fixed - it's starting to tear at the seams, and I could use a pair of gloves for the winter.
As an aside - I'm sorry to those that had to experience me utterly wasted in the Ebb and Flow. I said some highly inappropriate and embarrassing stuff - I promise, I don't often drink, and certainly not to that extent. And I most /certainly/ do not swear like that when I'm sober.
Not that I'd change it for the world. I think I'm happy. No, I know that I'm happy here, despite all the flaws I see everywhere. Or maybe it's because of them?
Either way, it's nice taking a moment to sit back and relax and do things I'm good at.
Guildmaster Felix has taught me the basics of working the markets within Arx - I'm going to have to start small, and it'll be a long while before I can truly consider myself an adept. But who knows? Maybe in a few weeks I'll have enough silver to get my dress fixed - it's starting to tear at the seams, and I could use a pair of gloves for the winter.
As an aside - I'm sorry to those that had to experience me utterly wasted in the Ebb and Flow. I said some highly inappropriate and embarrassing stuff - I promise, I don't often drink, and certainly not to that extent. And I most /certainly/ do not swear like that when I'm sober.
Written By Catalana
March 19, 2020, 8:37 a.m.(12/15/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Porter
If you hear Lord Porter say I am allergic to lettuce know that it is a LIE!
Instead, you should tell him he needs to go on a diet and that he looks like a barrel. With a terrible beard.
Instead, you should tell him he needs to go on a diet and that he looks like a barrel. With a terrible beard.
Written By Monique
March 19, 2020, 1:05 a.m.(12/14/1012 AR)
Three more finalists in the Tournament of Thorns! I record the names here so that their unparalleled skill in the social arts be commemorated in the eyes of the Gods.
My deepest congratulations to Lady Juliana Igniseri, Archduchess-Regent Jaenelle Velenosa, and Mistress Nina Autumndale!
This is an exciting time and I am thrilled to have witnessed the grace and skill of all of our contestants this evening.
My deepest congratulations to Lady Juliana Igniseri, Archduchess-Regent Jaenelle Velenosa, and Mistress Nina Autumndale!
This is an exciting time and I am thrilled to have witnessed the grace and skill of all of our contestants this evening.
Written By Hamish
March 19, 2020, 12:13 a.m.(12/14/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Aureth
You mean Telmarch oysters?
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