Written By Rosalind
June 26, 2022, 5:51 p.m.(11/24/1017 AR)
Relationship Note on Branwen
Written By Raven
June 26, 2022, 4:44 p.m.(11/24/1017 AR)
Written By Harlex
June 26, 2022, 1:29 p.m.(11/24/1017 AR)
There is nothing in this world beyond the reach of coin.
For a long time I have tried to find more than this, but it isn't so. Slavery, faith, a pauper's pit and a king's tomb. Coin is the thing.
Everyone I've ever killed was either for coin put in my hand or theirs.
In the end, you're a number. A line in a ledger. Hundreds memorialized in a dash of ink, while civility is restored with donation.
Their dramas and sanctimonious ideals will be what they send you to die for, that ain't likely to change.
So take them for all their worth, soldier.
Written By Romulius
June 26, 2022, 1:12 p.m.(11/24/1017 AR)
No man of any sense has ever relished in the act of killing; no man of any worth has ever shied from it, when necessary.
Written By Kiera
June 26, 2022, 12:30 p.m.(11/24/1017 AR)
Written By Teague
June 26, 2022, 12:22 p.m.(11/24/1017 AR)
Written By Cadern
June 26, 2022, 12:20 p.m.(11/24/1017 AR)
Written By Kiera
June 26, 2022, 12:18 p.m.(11/24/1017 AR)
Written By Ida
June 26, 2022, 12:05 p.m.(11/24/1017 AR)
Written By Insaya
June 26, 2022, 1:56 a.m.(11/23/1017 AR)
Written By Lucita
June 25, 2022, 6:32 p.m.(11/23/1017 AR)
Relationship Note on Ariella
Written By Lucita
June 25, 2022, 6:31 p.m.(11/23/1017 AR)
Written By Clover
June 25, 2022, 2:05 p.m.(11/22/1017 AR)
It's early yet, but we pray for this one to come not sleeping, nausea is...well not so manageable this time, I vomited in a vase of all things. A -vase-. Ryhalt is good to me as always, holding my hair, having tea brought, caring for my needs. Who would have thought that filthy coffee drinker would be someone I would be so lost without.
With that news shared dearest journal, I am happy. Beyond so. Our children are healthy, my husband is in my biased opinion perfect, and I am thrilled. I also spent time with my beloved sister. Sorrel, I have missed you so. You're truly the light in so many people's lives. I cannot wait to hear you sing sweet lullabies to the kids once more. And dinner, not wound treatment next time...I am so glad you're okay.
Written By Mikani
June 25, 2022, 12:50 p.m.(11/22/1017 AR)
I am the picture of your secret Traditionalist shame. I didn't commit a crime to become a Thrall. Nor did my father. He was kidnapped and forced into those chains. When he died, I was forced to carry out a sentence for an imaginary crime. There was no 'second chance' as there was no first. I was a baby. An innocent baby!
Well, I was angry before. I contented myself to bite my tongue to keep some semblance of peace, Thralls were being freed. But now you have gone and done it. I'm done carrying scars for the sake of your Traditionalist Ideals'. As my cousin, Ember has said, "I'll send you all to the abyss and smile ...." Well, I might have paraphrased some of that.
Written By Mikani
June 25, 2022, 12:36 p.m.(11/22/1017 AR)
You were a complicated man and we had a complicated past. As children, I was expected to keep you out of trouble as I did for Ember and Marina. I took the punishment and the yelling for the time I could not keep you safe. That time you broke your arm and I spent the summer entertaining you with stories to make you laugh ... well that only softened the blow. Yet I look upon that summer fondly. We were too young to understand the politics we were living out.
We grew into adults. You were more traditional and I was as non-traditional, Isles standards, as one could get and we drifted apart. Yet, I still watched you grow from afar. I worried for you from afar. I always thought I would have more time to tell you how I felt. That I loved you in my own way. You were family, in a way. The end you had, well it wasn't how your story should have ended. You deserved better than that.
So farwell Edward. I hope the wheel treats you well. That you are able to find peace.
Written By Thea
June 25, 2022, 11:43 a.m.(11/22/1017 AR)
Relationship Note on Caelis
Written By Teague
June 25, 2022, 11:32 a.m.(11/22/1017 AR)
The start of this was an eruption of violence. In the end we will stand with victorious! But at what cost, there is always a cost. I hope it will not be too dire for the payment of it.
Written By Thea
June 25, 2022, 10:45 a.m.(11/22/1017 AR)
Written By Mabelle
June 25, 2022, 4:55 a.m.(11/21/1017 AR)
The wind delivers another message to the sea,
Passing between the gates of the port, wild and free,
There's a scent of rum and the nets are torn,
The tale of the forgotten saltwife, waiting for the horn.
He will never know how she envied the ships,
Nor will he hear of her lost sleep,
How every uncertain wind of wrath,
Hit the water and her longing heart.
A single candle in the window, still alight,
The sounds of the harsh seas at night,
The wind delivers a message from the waves,
Silently announcing the death of the brave.
He will never know how she envied the ships,
Nor will he hear of her lost sleep,
How every uncertain wind of wrath,
Hit the water and her longing heart.
[ooc: translated from a local known poem]
Written By Haakon
June 24, 2022, 7:15 p.m.(11/21/1017 AR)
I can't fault the foe for resolve: I'd burn the world down afore letting them have it, too.
And Crownlanders: start writing it into your marriage contracts that you need not fight beside another house when they're engaged in open treason.
That were a bitter fucking fruit to swallow: after the mainland has been screeching at us to end thralldom for so long, there are their banners flying alongside the very fuckers fighting to keep it.
This were never going to be a war ended quick. But damnation if it won't take even longer than expected.
I've no fucking time to speak in rhyme, I need a bloody drink.
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