Feb. 6, 2020, 4:55 a.m.(9.409574652777778/16.936180555555556/1012.7007978877315 AR)
Relationship Note on
Porter
The impromptu birthday dinner for Porter was considered a success according to the staff. There was a Kennex asleep next to the pool, another decorated in purple make up upstairs. One passed out on the couch. A declaration of a certain cousin's -huge- talent, a stolen dog, and a new portrait that has been hung with great, if not a little drunken care in the hall of the house. It does make me worry what the brother's Kennex have planned for the pool party this next week.
Happy Birthday Captain Glitter Beard. We're so glad you're back in the city.
Written By
Oili
Feb. 6, 2020, 12:30 a.m.(9.396439732142857/16.200625000000002/1012.699703311012 AR)
One cannot simply remain at a standstill. At some point, the grief has to end and be overcome with a more useful emotion. In my case, it was obsession. As long as I can work on something, I can move past the unresolved blackness that dots my memories. And so I work, and work, and work, until I might collapse all to leave my fatigued mind little chance to revel in those black moments. It is no different now, as I move to find work for myself amongst physicians, explorers, and my former home's new grand bazaar.
Feb. 5, 2020, 6:43 p.m.(9.379222883597883/15.23648148148148/1012.6982685736332 AR)
It's funny how kindness can come from an unlikely source at an unlikely time. Unexpected, perhaps, but certainly appreciated. It reminds me also that I must resist the urge to make quick, easy judgements about people when I do not know the details of their past.
Feb. 5, 2020, 5:10 p.m.(9.374611441798942/14.978240740740741/1012.6978842868166 AR)
Chance plays an underappreciated role in human affairs. Whether it is the weather or human error, unexpected events often change the course of history.
Feb. 5, 2020, 3:13 p.m.(9.368827298280424/14.654328703703705/1012.6974022748567 AR)
Relationship Note on
Tanith
You don't know the half of it.
Feb. 5, 2020, 10:19 a.m.(9.354240244708995/13.837453703703705/1012.696186687059 AR)
Relationship Note on
Cyril
I hope that whenever one reads of such bleakness as this that the Dune Kingdoms bear, that it will only do that much more to remind us that the people of Eurus have suffered under as much cruelty and oppression as any in the world, and that we must receive those who are fleeing such depthless misery with all the compassion and care that Arvum can muster.
Written By
Nadir
Feb. 5, 2020, 9:59 a.m.(9.353249007936508/13.781944444444445/1012.6961040839947 AR)
Arrived in the grand city at around mid-day yesterday. After a bit of aimless wandering (which is the best sort), I was able to locate House Seraceni. Kind Imogene already had a room waiting for me so once I was settled I immediately dozed off.
Feb. 5, 2020, 9:49 a.m.(9.352746775793651/13.753819444444444/1012.6960622313161 AR)
My patron Gwenna had a baby! I'm so happy for her! I cant wait to teach this baby everything I know! I should just start teaching all the Redrain children when they're older! What an idea!
Feb. 5, 2020, 9:28 a.m.(9.351724537037038/13.696574074074075/1012.6959770447531 AR)
An observation that something is surreal is not an attack.
With all due respect to all offended parties: go take a nap.
Written By
Thea
Feb. 5, 2020, 9:24 a.m.(9.35152736441799/13.685532407407408/1012.6959606137015 AR)
Last night proved interesting. In the more ways than one. My dog was willingly abducted. Twice. I think once was considered ransom. Finally, Lord Porter's birthday party at the Kennexes. I gifted him a marvelous painting, one I hope he enjoyed. After, I don't remember much.
Feb. 5, 2020, 9:22 a.m.(9.351426917989418/13.67990740740741/1012.6959522431658 AR)
My kitten applauds
The butterfly she
Chases in the glen.
She claps her paws
Ovation for flutter
And delights of the
Game therein.
Feb. 4, 2020, 11:05 p.m.(9.320798611111112/11.964722222222223/1012.6933998842593 AR)
Sometimes a woman has to nap under the bar during her lunch break. There's no way I'd sleep on the Murder Couch. Do you know what that thing has been through? If it could speak, it would scream and scream and scream and then beg for an end. With fire.
Written By
Lora
Feb. 4, 2020, 5:32 p.m.(9.304363425925926/11.04435185185185/1012.6920302854938 AR)
Relationship Note on
Josephine
Today my cousin showed me the most marvelous little figurine, with a tiny wheel that moves its arm.
I thought instantly of you. I wanted you to see it, to listen to it, to see what story it might tell you. But I cannot.
It's a dark world after all.
Feb. 4, 2020, 5:21 p.m.(9.30384300595238/11.015208333333334/1012.6919869171627 AR)
When times are the bleakest, that is the time when it is vital to hold on to your sense of humor. To remember your humanity. To laugh in the face of doom. I therefore have some advice for any who would cast spurious judgments on those whose public faces bear a smile.
Put a sock in it.
Feb. 4, 2020, 1:51 p.m.(9.293438326719576/10.432546296296294/1012.69111986056 AR)
Discretion, that rarest of draughts, is more precious to us now than water in the stony desert.
Feb. 4, 2020, 12:52 p.m.(9.290469990079366/10.266319444444445/1012.6908724991733 AR)
Relationship Note on
Marzio
Husband. Most beloved.
Feb. 4, 2020, 11:24 a.m.(9.286127232142857/10.023125/1012.6905106026786 AR)
Relationship Note on
Talia
The Greenmarch Gown is a thing of regal beauty and shall be displayed with our other cherished treasures at Greenmarch Lodge. Talia Baseborn has created not only a masterpiece, but a new heirloom, and we are grateful.
Feb. 4, 2020, 9:54 a.m.(9.281677827380953/9.773958333333333/1012.6901398189484 AR)
Relationship Note on
Orelia
Cats and snap dragons
A singer
What other surprises have you?
Feb. 4, 2020, 12:04 a.m.(9.252388392857142/8.133750000000001/1012.6876990327381 AR)
Relationship Note on
Talia
The Heirloom gown for Laurent is simply magnificent as the others are for the Oathlands.
I had no doubt, being familiar with Talia's work that it will be and yet my jaw dropped upon seeing it.
The attention to detail and the capturing of essence is beyond compare. I love that honeybee.
I am grateful she decided to share her talent and bring beauty to the world.
Feb. 3, 2020, 10:51 p.m.(9.248799189814815/14.93275462962963/1012.6873999324846 AR)
I am so happy to hear of the arrival of the newest bundle of joy to the Redrain family. I wish nothing but the best for Gwenna and Lorenzo's beautiful baby. I can't wait to spoil little Jorah rotten.
