Written By Mayir
Dec. 28, 2019, 6 p.m.(6/17/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Aureth
Truly, I have the greatest patron that a sailor could ask for.
All the wealth I have has been facilitated by the Legate Cousin's warm words and excellent teachings.
His approval of my latest acquisition means the world to me.
All the wealth I have has been facilitated by the Legate Cousin's warm words and excellent teachings.
His approval of my latest acquisition means the world to me.
Written By Sydney
Dec. 28, 2019, 5:25 p.m.(6/17/1012 AR)
Though the city at large may well, the Lower Boroughs do not forget their own.
Those who would turn a blind eye to some of us turn a blind eye to all of us.
Arx is stronger than that. We are stronger than that.
Those who would turn a blind eye to some of us turn a blind eye to all of us.
Arx is stronger than that. We are stronger than that.
Written By Appolonia
Dec. 28, 2019, 4:11 p.m.(6/16/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Ringvald
Welcome to Arx!! And congratulations!!
Written By Jules
Dec. 28, 2019, 1:53 p.m.(6/16/1012 AR)
I've lived a sheltered life and I knew it. I saw something that changed me. I may still be sheltered but I know that I can never go back to the way things were.
Written By Morrighan
Dec. 28, 2019, 1:44 p.m.(6/16/1012 AR)
The world has always been stunning, each changing season an artful masterpiece of nature, each having their own color palette. It's almost difficult to choose a favorite. I'm rather partial to autumn, but winter is also so very pleasing to see. Now, the world is beyond beautiful, it's so much more than that. So much more. There's nothing more exquisite than the beauty of life. It's a great time to be alive.
Written By Martino
Dec. 28, 2019, 12:57 p.m.(6/16/1012 AR)
Well the finishing touches to the upcoming grand opening to the new part of the House are nearly done. Having wished to opened this sooner, unfortunately matters called away from Arx followed by aiding Lady Kaia Malvici's recovery.
But, now. It is ready for others to visit. The archery range in itself something that I dearly hope is well attended.
But, now. It is ready for others to visit. The archery range in itself something that I dearly hope is well attended.
Written By Anisha
Dec. 28, 2019, 10:20 a.m.(6/16/1012 AR)
I have been plagued with night terrors for some time.
These are new dreams, and very strange ones.
A river. Verdant greens. A sense of sorrow. The rest of it grows confusing, in the way dreams do.
I am sure I can tease some meaning from it, eventually.
These are new dreams, and very strange ones.
A river. Verdant greens. A sense of sorrow. The rest of it grows confusing, in the way dreams do.
I am sure I can tease some meaning from it, eventually.
Written By Rysen
Dec. 28, 2019, 10:08 a.m.(6/16/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Fianna
When we were young, Dame Judyth used to make me, Locke and Lenne read _The History of the Leaders of the Oathlands_ by Scholar Abelard (though she allowed us to read the sagas of the heroes of the Northlands in the winter), and then compose arguments as to which leaders were best. Lenne and I unfailingly chose great warriors or adventurers, but Dame Judyth most often sided with Locke. Vision, patience and love of one's people are the greatest qualities in a leader, she'd say.
Growing up, it was easy to admire Asger and his limitless ambition. My love is with him still. As I grow older and hear the voices of our people, and think of the future in which my son's life will unfold, I recognize that my House is blessed with a truly great leader. My cousin Fianna has vision, and a patient wisdom, which forms a firm foundation for us all. When family members disagree, she listens to each and makes a decision such that all are treated with respect and dignity. It unites us. It gives us purpose. Her energy is spent in projects that benefit the lives of all who call the duchy of Stormwall home, and a deep and endless spring of strength flows within her.
When future generations read the sagas of the Northlands to compose arguments for the greatest leaders, whomever the brightest sibling chooses, Duchess Fianna Crovane will certainly be among them.
Growing up, it was easy to admire Asger and his limitless ambition. My love is with him still. As I grow older and hear the voices of our people, and think of the future in which my son's life will unfold, I recognize that my House is blessed with a truly great leader. My cousin Fianna has vision, and a patient wisdom, which forms a firm foundation for us all. When family members disagree, she listens to each and makes a decision such that all are treated with respect and dignity. It unites us. It gives us purpose. Her energy is spent in projects that benefit the lives of all who call the duchy of Stormwall home, and a deep and endless spring of strength flows within her.
When future generations read the sagas of the Northlands to compose arguments for the greatest leaders, whomever the brightest sibling chooses, Duchess Fianna Crovane will certainly be among them.
Written By Arcadia
Dec. 28, 2019, 8:13 a.m.(6/16/1012 AR)
Today I realized I have been married a year. Well, just over a year. What a year it has been.
Any who know me, knows how much I have changed in a year, on reflection it takes my breath away. I came from house Leary, with the blessing of the faith, believing I would spend my days scouting without care. That being a Countess-Consort would be no different from being a lady. I was quickly shown how wrong I would be.
Instead, I spend my days with ledgers, I hide in the library with maps and project ideas. I hear the complaints of my people and how I can try to improve their lives. I have gone on more diplomatic missions and events than I ever thought I would. I have had a child, one I adore to the ends of the world, and lands that I ache to go visit.
Within a year, I have fallen head over heels in love with my new home. With the snow and the trees. With how the smell of campfires always carries on the breeze, from the tribes that remain near Bonespire. How within days of moving, for the first time I felt accepted for who I was and encouraged to be more. For that, I am eternally grateful.
I am so thankful for Lady Volcica who became my sister, to Lord Arik who helped settle me in my early days and guide me on this path, and finally, to Marquis Magnus, My husband, who saw I belonged at Bonespire before I could see it myself, who supports my ideas and choices, who has encouraged me to find my voice.
What a difference a year makes.
Any who know me, knows how much I have changed in a year, on reflection it takes my breath away. I came from house Leary, with the blessing of the faith, believing I would spend my days scouting without care. That being a Countess-Consort would be no different from being a lady. I was quickly shown how wrong I would be.
Instead, I spend my days with ledgers, I hide in the library with maps and project ideas. I hear the complaints of my people and how I can try to improve their lives. I have gone on more diplomatic missions and events than I ever thought I would. I have had a child, one I adore to the ends of the world, and lands that I ache to go visit.
Within a year, I have fallen head over heels in love with my new home. With the snow and the trees. With how the smell of campfires always carries on the breeze, from the tribes that remain near Bonespire. How within days of moving, for the first time I felt accepted for who I was and encouraged to be more. For that, I am eternally grateful.
I am so thankful for Lady Volcica who became my sister, to Lord Arik who helped settle me in my early days and guide me on this path, and finally, to Marquis Magnus, My husband, who saw I belonged at Bonespire before I could see it myself, who supports my ideas and choices, who has encouraged me to find my voice.
What a difference a year makes.
Written By Dante
Dec. 28, 2019, 8:06 a.m.(6/16/1012 AR)
Valuable lessons learned in diplomacy- do not kick someone in the chest with whom a favorable negotiation has already been struck. It doesn't turn out well.
Written By Martino
Dec. 28, 2019, 6:59 a.m.(6/16/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Selene
Next time you make a trip down to the Lyceum for sun and escape, do let me know as I could do with revisiting some of these places for leisure.
The recent visits I came back with more paperwork than I left with.
The recent visits I came back with more paperwork than I left with.
Written By Ryhalt
Dec. 28, 2019, 4:48 a.m.(6/15/1012 AR)
I have read so much this week. I wasn't the only one taking advantage of the recent reopening of the Stacks to the public, but I was certain I'd come out to find it Summer or Fall already. To my pleasant surprise it is still Spring, as if Cotyar would allow me to dally so long!
While one of my investigation's trail has gone cold, despite my keen interest in discovering more on the subject, I was reminded of one I had set aside in order to assist Thorley. I had thought they may be related, but I was not expecting to find a tale of monsters capable of crushing hundreds of knights with a single blow. How dreadful would it be to face such a thing! It makes me want to secure the parts so they can never be used again.
Like the Eventide Blade.
That reminds me I wanted to research something for my brother...
While one of my investigation's trail has gone cold, despite my keen interest in discovering more on the subject, I was reminded of one I had set aside in order to assist Thorley. I had thought they may be related, but I was not expecting to find a tale of monsters capable of crushing hundreds of knights with a single blow. How dreadful would it be to face such a thing! It makes me want to secure the parts so they can never be used again.
Like the Eventide Blade.
That reminds me I wanted to research something for my brother...
Written By Selene
Dec. 27, 2019, 10:02 p.m.(6/15/1012 AR)
I heartily endorse traveling to the Lyceum for a hint of sun and balmy warmth. It is just the thing to inspire the spirit and ease the grip the city imposes on the mind.
Written By Vanora
Dec. 27, 2019, 9:15 p.m.(6/15/1012 AR)
I think I shall take a page out of Archduchess Jaenelle's book, though not quite that since I'm writing it here.
I too would adore pen-pals. I absolutely /love/ writing letters, just ask Legate Aureth and he will tell you. Others could as well, but he in particular knows my zeal for parchment and sealing wax.
Long, rambling ones are my favorite, and I'll gladly write back and forth with anyone who takes me up on the offer.
I too would adore pen-pals. I absolutely /love/ writing letters, just ask Legate Aureth and he will tell you. Others could as well, but he in particular knows my zeal for parchment and sealing wax.
Long, rambling ones are my favorite, and I'll gladly write back and forth with anyone who takes me up on the offer.
Written By Ringvald
Dec. 27, 2019, 9:14 p.m.(6/15/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Sunaia
During my activities in the market place, I checked on how and where our furs were sold, their prices, attempting to get a grasp on our situation in order to better perform my duties. Amongst traders of the arts, jewelry, the finest arms and armor, I never expected the kind of treasure one could find.
A Platinum Angel causing a textile merchant to quake in his boots, even now I don't understand how she could have caused fear to him, or any of those around us.
A simple question of customs lead to a drink of tea, an unexpected but welcome development, I learned something important, I do not like black tea. I discovered though that the taste was hardly important, she was odd, fascinating, I didn't ask a fraction of the questions that came to mind, but what had been asked for was far different than I expected.
Children, a husband, a means to carry on her family. The customs here required blood over merit, and as I offered to help her find such a suitor, she instead asked for me. At the time I couldn't measure up those feelings, no, I suppose I still can't. It was a happiness I did not expect, I've never put my time into women, there was no call for it, and I was happy with that.
She was panicking, giddy, eccentric, and normally I dislike many of these things, but there was something to her, I didn't doubt her intelligence. Instead of annoyance, I found myself... Entranced, she was pleasant, freeing even.
She's above my station, of similar interests, pleasing to talk to as well as look at, neither of us can leave out families, we share ideals and aspiration. Now that I sit here at home I understand those stares that she gave me when I said yes, I only wish I could return them, or that I could form the words in my mouth that I can put to paper.
I read about this in some of the novels from the city over the years, love at first sight, preposterous I thought.
I was wrong.
The benefits exist, surely, but it's the side effects, the little things that confirm this feeling.
-When I took her home I felt sick to my stomach, but was rectified immediately afterwards.
-I smile for no reason, originally I thought I had some form of psychological issue.
-I think about the things I could have said or done to be better, I never get caught on the past.
-When I tried to write her name, I instead wrote Platinum Angel.
I am both terrified of this and excited, but for now I will rectify my writing before.
The name I meant to write was Sunaia Ashford, my betrothed.
A Platinum Angel causing a textile merchant to quake in his boots, even now I don't understand how she could have caused fear to him, or any of those around us.
A simple question of customs lead to a drink of tea, an unexpected but welcome development, I learned something important, I do not like black tea. I discovered though that the taste was hardly important, she was odd, fascinating, I didn't ask a fraction of the questions that came to mind, but what had been asked for was far different than I expected.
Children, a husband, a means to carry on her family. The customs here required blood over merit, and as I offered to help her find such a suitor, she instead asked for me. At the time I couldn't measure up those feelings, no, I suppose I still can't. It was a happiness I did not expect, I've never put my time into women, there was no call for it, and I was happy with that.
She was panicking, giddy, eccentric, and normally I dislike many of these things, but there was something to her, I didn't doubt her intelligence. Instead of annoyance, I found myself... Entranced, she was pleasant, freeing even.
She's above my station, of similar interests, pleasing to talk to as well as look at, neither of us can leave out families, we share ideals and aspiration. Now that I sit here at home I understand those stares that she gave me when I said yes, I only wish I could return them, or that I could form the words in my mouth that I can put to paper.
I read about this in some of the novels from the city over the years, love at first sight, preposterous I thought.
I was wrong.
The benefits exist, surely, but it's the side effects, the little things that confirm this feeling.
-When I took her home I felt sick to my stomach, but was rectified immediately afterwards.
-I smile for no reason, originally I thought I had some form of psychological issue.
-I think about the things I could have said or done to be better, I never get caught on the past.
-When I tried to write her name, I instead wrote Platinum Angel.
I am both terrified of this and excited, but for now I will rectify my writing before.
The name I meant to write was Sunaia Ashford, my betrothed.
Written By Cambria
Dec. 27, 2019, 6:51 p.m.(6/15/1012 AR)
Children, and whomever else reads this now and in future...
It is important that you scrutinize yourself, being honest about your motives and intentions. Then you will know what you are and, what is more, what you should become. You must, of course, hold yourself to the same exacting standard that you apply to others. If you practice this, then you will learn much from experience, which will forever be the greatest teacher.
It is important that you scrutinize yourself, being honest about your motives and intentions. Then you will know what you are and, what is more, what you should become. You must, of course, hold yourself to the same exacting standard that you apply to others. If you practice this, then you will learn much from experience, which will forever be the greatest teacher.
Written By Cambria
Dec. 27, 2019, 6:46 p.m.(6/15/1012 AR)
Even more important than reading is the ability to think for oneself. To that end, it is necessary to observe the world and other people closely.
Written By Cambria
Dec. 27, 2019, 6:44 p.m.(6/15/1012 AR)
Deep and wide reading, the richest solitude, should naturally occur alongside the enjoyment music and theater, painting, architecture and sculpture.
Key word being enjoyment.
Key word being enjoyment.
Written By Vicente
Dec. 27, 2019, 6:10 p.m.(6/15/1012 AR)
While solitude is very desirable it is likewise worth seeking conversation at times. This is often difficult due to solitude making it more difficult to have people that you feel it is worth having a deep conversation because who wants to speak about personable things with someone they barely know?
Written By Jules
Dec. 27, 2019, 6 p.m.(6/15/1012 AR)
I met the most delightful Lady, Monique Greenmarch. She's oh so interesting. I can only imagine how many people are beating down her doors to talk to her. This is why it's good to get out into the city! The city is filled with people waiting to be discovered.
Please note that the scholars may take some time preparing your journal for others to read.