Written By Sina
May 24, 2019, 11:49 p.m.(3/1/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
The burning of books is frowned upon by the Scholars of Vellichor.
Written By Brianna
May 24, 2019, 8:34 p.m.(2/28/1011 AR)
The dead of winter gives one ample opportunity to be alone with the stillness of one's own thoughts.
Spring can't come quickly enough.
Spring can't come quickly enough.
Written By Shae
May 24, 2019, 8:22 p.m.(2/28/1011 AR)
Heading to Beesborough with Kedehern, Norwood, and Amari. Attempting to track down some information. I'm curious as to what the town will be like, considering it's name...
Written By Norwood
May 24, 2019, 8:14 p.m.(2/28/1011 AR)
I feel that I can speak very poorly to the matter of honor at the moment. A few months ago I stained mine beyond, I fear, any repair. Lord Braden Laurent's actions have stained them even more.
It was I that knighted him. I saw potential in the young man. I fear that potential has not panned out. While he has achieved a measure of talent and success with his sword, he has not lived up to the ideal of Knighthood which I adhere to.
I live in agony at the moment, and I appologize.
It was I that knighted him. I saw potential in the young man. I fear that potential has not panned out. While he has achieved a measure of talent and success with his sword, he has not lived up to the ideal of Knighthood which I adhere to.
I live in agony at the moment, and I appologize.
Written By Bliss
May 24, 2019, 7:26 p.m.(2/28/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Braden
To be quite clear, I have never heard of any claims of poverty within the Laurents before. By all accounts, Artshall is doing quite well and Duke Cristoph pays his family a generous and fair allowance, as well as there being multiple opportunities where Lord Braden could find work.
So I am not quite certain what he is doing with all this money that renders him so miserably poor, but it is surely not the fault of his family.
Distressing that he is attempting to deny a living to others on top of it.
So I am not quite certain what he is doing with all this money that renders him so miserably poor, but it is surely not the fault of his family.
Distressing that he is attempting to deny a living to others on top of it.
Written By Vanora
May 24, 2019, 6:29 p.m.(2/28/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Margot
A cup of tea and good conversation are the perfect way to pass a winter's afternoon.
Written By Arcadia
May 24, 2019, 2:49 p.m.(2/28/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Fairen
Finally got around to organizing a camping trip.
Well. Not really camping. It's in the backyard.
But there will be alcohol. And smores.
It'll be fun. You will have fun! But no books allowed. They will be put in the fire. Fair warning.
Well. Not really camping. It's in the backyard.
But there will be alcohol. And smores.
It'll be fun. You will have fun! But no books allowed. They will be put in the fire. Fair warning.
Written By Aiden
May 24, 2019, 2:26 p.m.(2/28/1011 AR)
If I were to aimlessly wander in a specific direction ... would you go with me?
No really, would you?
Seek me out, if you answered yes.
No really, would you?
Seek me out, if you answered yes.
Written By Aiden
May 24, 2019, 2:22 p.m.(2/28/1011 AR)
I have waned in my duty to the faith by not contributing as I should to my whites. I have much in my mind and little in the ways of recording it. For this, I do ask Vellichor for forgiveness. I do grow afraid I'll find my story lost to the endless tomes of hopes and dreams and thoughts of our world should I fail to add my voice to it. So I strongly try to chide myself to sit down and pen a version of my own and desperately ignore these stacks of unanswered messengers.
I don't know if anyone can understand it, if they can understand me. If they can understand the distraction of a calling that seems so loud in one's head that everything else, seems insignificant. I'm simply going mad at the inaction in pursuit of it over the years. Other problems always seemed to derail me from what I should be doing. And despite the splendor that I had guided to be built, the heights we have reached, I cannot stop the endless thoughts whirling in my head and my true feeling that I need to do something, soon... now.
I need to go.
If anything came from fulfilling my marriage obligations and seeing the contributions of my presence in recent regional conflicts, it was a conclusive reminder I certainly don't belong tied to such strings and chairs and seats of power. No, my story is something else, somewhere else. My path, my story, is on the horizon. Yes. I can see the golden shimmers now. I'm coming. Wait for me.
Until I can find you, I will dream of that time when I'm sitting in the glory of Petrichor on some lonely mountain far far away from any other person, with only avian-kind for company. How I miss those days. They were so simple.
I don't know if anyone can understand it, if they can understand me. If they can understand the distraction of a calling that seems so loud in one's head that everything else, seems insignificant. I'm simply going mad at the inaction in pursuit of it over the years. Other problems always seemed to derail me from what I should be doing. And despite the splendor that I had guided to be built, the heights we have reached, I cannot stop the endless thoughts whirling in my head and my true feeling that I need to do something, soon... now.
I need to go.
If anything came from fulfilling my marriage obligations and seeing the contributions of my presence in recent regional conflicts, it was a conclusive reminder I certainly don't belong tied to such strings and chairs and seats of power. No, my story is something else, somewhere else. My path, my story, is on the horizon. Yes. I can see the golden shimmers now. I'm coming. Wait for me.
Until I can find you, I will dream of that time when I'm sitting in the glory of Petrichor on some lonely mountain far far away from any other person, with only avian-kind for company. How I miss those days. They were so simple.
Written By Evaristo
May 24, 2019, 12:48 p.m.(2/28/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Valenzo
I will miss that miserable, angry, evil bird. I really will. One could never know what he would be doing and that was a thrill and entertainment.
Do ravens go to the Queen?
Do ravens go to the Queen?
Written By Evaristo
May 24, 2019, 12:44 p.m.(2/28/1011 AR)
Though there's been a few slow weeks - or is it months? - I've found that sometimes it's nice to just hang around the city and meet people in taverns and inns, or do the more small things. Maybe it's just winter getting to me. But I've had a lot to think about and it's not like I've been doing NOTHING. I've learned some amazing things. I've had adventures of another kind that involved a lot less stabbings.
I've certainly made some memories that will last my entire life. Some experiences that are mind blowing. Some meetings that are more etched into my mind than others.
I might be getting used to Arx and the winters. Though I am definitely looking forward to sailing south soon.
I've certainly made some memories that will last my entire life. Some experiences that are mind blowing. Some meetings that are more etched into my mind than others.
I might be getting used to Arx and the winters. Though I am definitely looking forward to sailing south soon.
Written By Monique
May 24, 2019, 12:16 p.m.(2/28/1011 AR)
The qualifying games for the Tournament of Thorns are only a short while away! I'll be posting a list soon of all of the games you can partake in to qualify. I'm looking forward to seeing who claims the special medallions for beating all of the games, if anyone. It won't be easy, but then I've found exceptionally intelligent and witty people are rarely deterred by a challenge.
Written By Elisha
May 24, 2019, 10:34 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
Come into the candlelight.
We are not afraid to look the dead in the face.
When they return, they have a right,
as much as other things do,
to pause and refresh themselves
in our vision.
We are not afraid to look the dead in the face.
When they return, they have a right,
as much as other things do,
to pause and refresh themselves
in our vision.
Written By Gunther
May 24, 2019, 10:01 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
My love,
I remember what it was like the day I came into that village we was livin' in and they told me you was dead. I balled up my fist and a threw a right cross that must laid that fella into next week or thereabouts.
Took about eight to ten folks to hold me down. I was screamin' and hollerin' to take me to you but they said they burned you onna account of the disease. Screamed until my throat was out of voice. Don't remember when my eyes dried up and I was out of them tears but it happened and then I just screamed without sound and rocked until who knows when.
Back then they could not have told me nothin' about there ever bein' any light in my life again.
All I knew was ain't no sunshine when you is gone. Ain't no warmth when you is away. I was left wonderin' where it was you gone. And if you was always gone to stay from me. Our little shack was just not no home no more. I knew. I oughtta just leave it alone. But it's hard when there was no sunshine when you is gone. Only darkness every day. (OOC Note: Bill Withers, Ain't no Sunishine)
Back then it was all darkness. I just walked out and hit that road. I just kept walkin' and movin' and carried myself from them Oathlands to Arx. Most them nights I was just hopin' some fella would cross me. I had murder in mah heart. But them Gods they didn't give me no chances to turn to that darkness. Instead they showed me what was before me was life. Life and a new light. One I could make for myself.
My dreams as late have been dark. Of being down in the deep and strugglin'. But that ain't what this life is. I'm gonna carry my own torch. A torch you passed to me with that love. And I'm gonna light up that darkness with it.
Love you baby girl,
Gunther
I remember what it was like the day I came into that village we was livin' in and they told me you was dead. I balled up my fist and a threw a right cross that must laid that fella into next week or thereabouts.
Took about eight to ten folks to hold me down. I was screamin' and hollerin' to take me to you but they said they burned you onna account of the disease. Screamed until my throat was out of voice. Don't remember when my eyes dried up and I was out of them tears but it happened and then I just screamed without sound and rocked until who knows when.
Back then they could not have told me nothin' about there ever bein' any light in my life again.
All I knew was ain't no sunshine when you is gone. Ain't no warmth when you is away. I was left wonderin' where it was you gone. And if you was always gone to stay from me. Our little shack was just not no home no more. I knew. I oughtta just leave it alone. But it's hard when there was no sunshine when you is gone. Only darkness every day. (OOC Note: Bill Withers, Ain't no Sunishine)
Back then it was all darkness. I just walked out and hit that road. I just kept walkin' and movin' and carried myself from them Oathlands to Arx. Most them nights I was just hopin' some fella would cross me. I had murder in mah heart. But them Gods they didn't give me no chances to turn to that darkness. Instead they showed me what was before me was life. Life and a new light. One I could make for myself.
My dreams as late have been dark. Of being down in the deep and strugglin'. But that ain't what this life is. I'm gonna carry my own torch. A torch you passed to me with that love. And I'm gonna light up that darkness with it.
Love you baby girl,
Gunther
Written By Quintin
May 24, 2019, 9:23 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
The bookshelves in my quarters at Ashford House are becoming more populated. I've decided to split the manuscripts from the shorter reports.
I think my favourite new addition to my collection is Lady Brianna's Our Horrifying World, from which I learned if you hold a bird upside down, it cannot swallow. Most of the other facts are indeed much more horrifying. I'll never look at pigs the same way again.
I think my favourite new addition to my collection is Lady Brianna's Our Horrifying World, from which I learned if you hold a bird upside down, it cannot swallow. Most of the other facts are indeed much more horrifying. I'll never look at pigs the same way again.
Written By Thea
May 24, 2019, 8:57 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Miranda
My cousin--Got my own soldiers against me with snow--which was fun for me in the end, as their punishment was served the other night. However, she also strong and amazing. I feel you should know how proud we are of you, regardless of outcomes.
Written By Thea
May 24, 2019, 8:54 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
I experienced sledding for the first time ever---Gods, this has to be something that you have to do more than once, to see if you like it.
Written By Domonico
May 24, 2019, 6:35 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Ishmael
I only have experienced a fraction of what you must and I feel your pain Ishmael.
Written By Martino
May 24, 2019, 2:54 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
Sometimes in eight days a lot can change or influence your opinion on someone.
They can go from being well thought of I you mind, and dedicated to a task, to one that discredits you.
Perhaps whites are best for when you are certain so that we do not see the deterioration of a relationship.
They can go from being well thought of I you mind, and dedicated to a task, to one that discredits you.
Perhaps whites are best for when you are certain so that we do not see the deterioration of a relationship.
Written By Willow
May 24, 2019, 2 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Reese
You are light and joy and victory
Determined and beautiful.
My soul soars when we are together,
You make me feel safe and loved.
I have never known anyone like you.
The blush of valor, shining hope.
You have been hurt so badly by those closest,
They are blinded to your radiance, undeserving of it.
I wish I could make you feel whole,
Take the sting from the scars
That the slings and arrows of life
Have left upon your heart.
You are a thundering of hooves
Shining knight on a white horse,
Unafraid to display your femininity
And yet the strongest person i know.
Determined and beautiful.
My soul soars when we are together,
You make me feel safe and loved.
I have never known anyone like you.
The blush of valor, shining hope.
You have been hurt so badly by those closest,
They are blinded to your radiance, undeserving of it.
I wish I could make you feel whole,
Take the sting from the scars
That the slings and arrows of life
Have left upon your heart.
You are a thundering of hooves
Shining knight on a white horse,
Unafraid to display your femininity
And yet the strongest person i know.
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