Written By Thea
March 13, 2022, 1:36 p.m.(4/10/1017 AR)
Written By Mailys
March 13, 2022, 1:29 p.m.(4/10/1017 AR)
Relationship Note on Giorgio
My day-moon lantern floated to a graceful victory amid a chaotic inferno of the less lucky.
What more hopeful omen could there be to mark the occasion? Congratulations, the Proscipi carve beautiful memories together.
Written By Rosalind
March 13, 2022, 1:18 p.m.(4/10/1017 AR)
Written By Rosalind
March 13, 2022, 12:31 p.m.(4/10/1017 AR)
Written By Lisebet
March 13, 2022, 12:02 p.m.(4/10/1017 AR)
Written By Savio
March 13, 2022, 9:41 a.m.(4/10/1017 AR)
Congratulations to you three, this doesn't look suspicious AT ALL.
But in all seriousness, it was a bright and lovely time; a home filled with many friends and dignitaries, traditions remembered, memories made. I am for a short spell less homesick.
All the credit goes to Marquessa Cassiopeia for being the most lovely hostess on Dawnsend or in Arvum.
Written By Titus
March 13, 2022, 7:40 a.m.(4/10/1017 AR)
There's a desire starting to burn slowly to seek out a blade, not for me to wield but instead to help restore. If it can be restored, perhaps then Caldera can too.
Perhaps even me.
Written By Elora
March 13, 2022, 7:06 a.m.(4/10/1017 AR)
A big part of me will always belong to Jyri, but I know he wouldn't be impressed if I hid away for the rest of my life. I also have a responsibility to see to the well-being of Whitehawk's people. Hawkhold will be strengthened and enriched, with new allies and new markets. My only remaining hope is that I am able to help the people who will become mine.
Written By Elora
March 13, 2022, 6:53 a.m.(4/10/1017 AR)
Written By Cassiopeia
March 13, 2022, 12:36 a.m.(4/9/1017 AR)
Sometimes success is due to careful planning and a lot of skill, but other times? It's just plain old luck.
You never know, what another day will bring. Stumble or fall, things have a funny way of working out, too.
Written By Mabelle
March 12, 2022, 11:41 p.m.(4/9/1017 AR)
In the darkened woods I’ve set camp,
To find the boundaries of the shadowed soul,
With my heart as my only lamp.
In the darkness I found demons,
Well familiar with my desires,
Chasing, hungry, set to kill,
Turning good will into fires.
Once fires were extinguished,
The darkness like umbra spread,
Only in the blackest black I’ve noticed,
The stars shining bright overhead.
For everyone is a moon,
Defined by their ecliptic phase,
Some darkness is required,
To set the light ablaze.
Written By Nina
March 12, 2022, 11:08 p.m.(4/9/1017 AR)
I put my soul into the fashion as well, so I'll have to do even better in the future!
Written By Triton
March 12, 2022, 3:59 p.m.(4/8/1017 AR)
Written By Vayne
March 12, 2022, 4:13 a.m.(4/7/1017 AR)
Written By Varosh
March 11, 2022, 2:40 p.m.(4/6/1017 AR)
Written By Varosh
March 11, 2022, 2:40 p.m.(4/6/1017 AR)
Written By Varosh
March 11, 2022, 2:39 p.m.(4/6/1017 AR)
Written By Kiera
March 11, 2022, 2:39 p.m.(4/6/1017 AR)
Written By Aconite
March 11, 2022, 2:18 p.m.(4/6/1017 AR)
Written By Valencia
March 11, 2022, 12:22 p.m.(4/6/1017 AR)
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