Written By Fiora
Aug. 18, 2022, 7:22 a.m.(3/20/1018 AR)
Relationship Note on Noah
Get a nanny. A team, perhaps.
Written By Ariel
Aug. 18, 2022, 12:55 a.m.(3/20/1018 AR)
I am finally home, with my husband, my children, and my family.
My luggage was likely lifted by some of the "help" that was forced on me like a very disgraceful frilled dress.
It seemed only right the first to see me was my husband. Malesh, he always makes my heart flutter, even when he very narrowly avoided getting my shoe in his face.
I spoke with my sister via letters, something is bothering her, I hope that I can quell concerns for her, whatever they are. Otherwise? Pray. One angry redhead is terrifying.
My luggage was likely lifted by some of the "help" that was forced on me like a very disgraceful frilled dress.
It seemed only right the first to see me was my husband. Malesh, he always makes my heart flutter, even when he very narrowly avoided getting my shoe in his face.
I spoke with my sister via letters, something is bothering her, I hope that I can quell concerns for her, whatever they are. Otherwise? Pray. One angry redhead is terrifying.
Written By Noah
Aug. 17, 2022, 10:33 p.m.(3/19/1018 AR)
How is it that twins are only two babies, but seem like it's ten times the work? And the crying? And the pooping?
Written By Oriana
Aug. 17, 2022, 1:48 a.m.(3/18/1018 AR)
I still feel lost without you. Nothing has ever been bright, like in our youth. Remember how the sun made the ocean like diamonds on certain days, when the waves were gentle? I have not seen diamonds since it swallowed you whole.
Do I live for your legacy? for our parents? Our household? They don't grieve like I grieve, they move on, they live, they laugh and play. I sit in the shadows in the same world where the sun shines on them, and I do not understand how they can keep breathing.
Absurd, how we always thought neither of us could die alone, that it was impossible. That as long as I drew breath your chest would expand, that as long as you ate I wouldn't know hunger.
I don't think we were wrong. I think I am dead too.
Do I live for your legacy? for our parents? Our household? They don't grieve like I grieve, they move on, they live, they laugh and play. I sit in the shadows in the same world where the sun shines on them, and I do not understand how they can keep breathing.
Absurd, how we always thought neither of us could die alone, that it was impossible. That as long as I drew breath your chest would expand, that as long as you ate I wouldn't know hunger.
I don't think we were wrong. I think I am dead too.
Written By Shae
Aug. 16, 2022, 3:12 p.m.(3/17/1018 AR)
House Laurent has always been a part of my life, even when I was a child, growing up as a Keaton in Oakhaven. They were our liege lord, I remember my mother and father teaching me about them. About their history, and our own, too. Once I came to Arx, I had the pleasure of meeting Duke Cristoph, and Lady Jael, and becoming friends with them both. And even getting to adventure with them on many occasion, as well with Duchess Nicia.
And then, I was blessed with meeting Kedehern, and marrying into House Laurent, becoming family with them. I miss Keaton, and my family there, but I have never regretted, or thought negatively, ever, upon my choice of marrying into Laurent. Surprisingly finding myself to be the Aunt of the Duke and his siblings, hilariously enough, especially being younger than the Duke.
While I am now a Fortier, we are still family, as it was Cristoph that supported Kedehern and myself in finding a new barony under Laurent. We have been extremely blessed with the Duke's and House Laurent's support over these years. And I would not be the person I am without having met Cristoph, Jael, Nicia, Mabelle, Flavian, Eiran, and all of the Laurents that I've had the pleasure of meeting over the years.
A building can be rebuilt, it is the people that make up House Laurent that make that building what it is. They are the heart, and spirit of the place. We will rebuild. And we will come through this even stronger together.
And then, I was blessed with meeting Kedehern, and marrying into House Laurent, becoming family with them. I miss Keaton, and my family there, but I have never regretted, or thought negatively, ever, upon my choice of marrying into Laurent. Surprisingly finding myself to be the Aunt of the Duke and his siblings, hilariously enough, especially being younger than the Duke.
While I am now a Fortier, we are still family, as it was Cristoph that supported Kedehern and myself in finding a new barony under Laurent. We have been extremely blessed with the Duke's and House Laurent's support over these years. And I would not be the person I am without having met Cristoph, Jael, Nicia, Mabelle, Flavian, Eiran, and all of the Laurents that I've had the pleasure of meeting over the years.
A building can be rebuilt, it is the people that make up House Laurent that make that building what it is. They are the heart, and spirit of the place. We will rebuild. And we will come through this even stronger together.
Written By Lenard
Aug. 16, 2022, 9:27 a.m.(3/16/1018 AR)
I have traveled to the ruins and seen them for myself. I suspect I will return there often over the coming days, as I intend to escort as many caravans bearing supplies and people intent on the rebuilding effort as I can. It may not be much, but it is something I can do.
Written By Tesha
Aug. 16, 2022, 6:23 a.m.(3/16/1018 AR)
Relationship Note on Arn
Cora is being gracious and not yelling at me when I speak of battles to come as I sit here wondering what happened to the left side of my face. There will be more battles, because I have inherited my Uncle's Stubbornness and we fear no enemy.
Now if I could have inherited his battle prowess I might be doing better.
Now if I could have inherited his battle prowess I might be doing better.
Written By Titus
Aug. 15, 2022, 6:10 p.m.(3/15/1018 AR)
Trips on the horizon.
Sand that shifts, as light as a dream. Within water, clear as glass. As light touches, a million colours of the rainbow. Locked away in the grip of a skeletal rocky hand that reaches out from the depths. Very dangerous as the sands shift and change.
Caverns of old, smooth to the touch. No stairs in sight as serpents slither. A well and a gate hidden away.
Sand that shifts, as light as a dream. Within water, clear as glass. As light touches, a million colours of the rainbow. Locked away in the grip of a skeletal rocky hand that reaches out from the depths. Very dangerous as the sands shift and change.
Caverns of old, smooth to the touch. No stairs in sight as serpents slither. A well and a gate hidden away.
Written By Jaenelle
Aug. 15, 2022, 11:27 a.m.(3/14/1018 AR)
Sometimes you get a nagging feeling. Something is different or off or not quite as it should be, and yet you are unable to place exactly what it is that is unbalanced. I woke up this morning with that feeling. I suppose as I piece through the world to find out the cause of the heaviness, I should update my will.
Written By Jael
Aug. 15, 2022, 9:51 a.m.(3/14/1018 AR)
I rode for Artshall the moment I received news of what happened. I will spend a few days here helping start the process of rebuilding.
Then I will visit my mother and my children.
Then I will return to Arx and start showing those who would harm my family and my people what happens when they cross the kin of Jonathan Baseborn.
Then I will visit my mother and my children.
Then I will return to Arx and start showing those who would harm my family and my people what happens when they cross the kin of Jonathan Baseborn.
Written By Insaya
Aug. 14, 2022, 10:20 p.m.(3/13/1018 AR)
The heart is a muscle. It does more than keep time. Sometimes it aches for people you have never met, and sometimes it batters the cage of your ribs like a bird trying to get out. Is it the heart that makes you brave, or cowardly? Where does the soul live, scholar?
Written By Gaspard
Aug. 14, 2022, 9:45 p.m.(3/13/1018 AR)
Sometimes, the politics of nobility seem oh so tedious.
Written By Gaspard
Aug. 14, 2022, 9:45 p.m.(3/13/1018 AR)
The events that unfolded in Artshall have given me a firm resolve to take a more active duty within Arx. Thank the thirteen I lived another day.
Written By Gaspard
Aug. 14, 2022, 9:43 p.m.(3/13/1018 AR)
I find myself tested in a myriad of ways, some I have never experienced. I wonder how long my patience lasts.
Written By Caspian
Aug. 14, 2022, 9:31 p.m.(3/13/1018 AR)
The Saving Grace, and the many surgeons and physicars who work there, have saved my life on countless occasions. never once have they made me feel unwelcome or a burden, even when I have been the worst of patients. To all of the Mercies and physicians.. you have my undying thanks.
Written By Lenard
Aug. 14, 2022, 9:26 p.m.(3/13/1018 AR)
I will be travelling to Artshall, that I might give what aid I can, what support I may. Its people were dealt a cruel blow, yet I do not hesitate in believing House Laurent will rise again.
Blood has been shed. Yet the heart still beats.
Blood has been shed. Yet the heart still beats.
Written By Tesha
Aug. 14, 2022, 6:37 p.m.(3/13/1018 AR)
I awoke today after being downed at Artshall. I had dreamed of seeing a dragon with my own two eyes one day.
Now I have one and my caretakers were afraid that I would not make it. I'm guessing I stayed longer than I should have. I don't even think I noticed how badly injured I was given adrenaline had taken over.
My heart is broken for the people of Artshall. I wish that I could have done more, I always do.
Now I have one and my caretakers were afraid that I would not make it. I'm guessing I stayed longer than I should have. I don't even think I noticed how badly injured I was given adrenaline had taken over.
My heart is broken for the people of Artshall. I wish that I could have done more, I always do.
Written By Raymesin
Aug. 14, 2022, 6:32 p.m.(3/13/1018 AR)
So many souls gone to the Queen of Endings, so many more left behind.
The shrine's been busier than usual, which is always a mixed blessing. I'm guessing it's been busier for you, too, Scholar? Figured. Everyone wants to lay some thoughts out when big stuff happens, and there's nothing like realising people you knew are back on the Wheel to make you stop and think a bit.
The shrine's been busier than usual, which is always a mixed blessing. I'm guessing it's been busier for you, too, Scholar? Figured. Everyone wants to lay some thoughts out when big stuff happens, and there's nothing like realising people you knew are back on the Wheel to make you stop and think a bit.
Written By Thea
Aug. 14, 2022, 5:41 p.m.(3/13/1018 AR)
In times of great loss comes the test of great strength, now you know how strong you can be, how much pain you can bear. You are cetain that troubling times don't last. I can't imagine how Artshall must feel, but I have no doubt they will build just as strong as before. I know Wyvernheart will aide as much as we can.
Written By Acacia
Aug. 14, 2022, 5:39 p.m.(3/13/1018 AR)
Relationship Note on Kastelon
A milk run, he said. It will be a milk run.
I don't know much about cattle, but it seems to me, it was all of the tugging and none of the cream.
Fucking Artshall.
I don't know much about cattle, but it seems to me, it was all of the tugging and none of the cream.
Fucking Artshall.
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