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Written By Apollo

Nov. 23, 2020, 7:35 a.m.(6/10/1014 AR)

Something grew -
Just not where I planted it.

Written By Mabelle

Nov. 23, 2020, 5:41 a.m.(6/10/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Drake

Brown coat.
Blue eyes.

Written By Mabelle

Nov. 23, 2020, 4:40 a.m.(6/9/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Tanith

The Salacious Baker has done it again. The Red Velvet Oozing cake at the Physician's Fundraiser is one to be discussed for centuries.

Written By Kastelon

Nov. 22, 2020, 9:44 p.m.(6/9/1014 AR)

Not that it's not a wonder, the things available here in this vast city, but larger events oft make me miss the solitude of being in the forests.

Resolute, you're fortunate for the excuse to be at home waiting to see what treats I bring you.

Written By Nina

Nov. 22, 2020, 9:33 p.m.(6/9/1014 AR)

I love Arx, but I think I'd like to take a trip out of the city soon and see some different scenery. It's been too long since I went sailing. I hope this possibility of war doesn't make it too difficult...

Written By Drake

Nov. 22, 2020, 9:30 p.m.(6/9/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Tesha

Thank you to Tesha for passing on the Highhill puppies to their home.

And also thank you to Katryn for showing me the basics of dog training. I'll probably need a little more training myself if I'm going to be leading the pack, but it's all part of running the house.

Written By Bahiya

Nov. 22, 2020, 9:18 p.m.(6/9/1014 AR)

Many plans to be made and still so much work to be done. I work to broaden the reach of our collective here in the city, to meet with people and garner opinions and read the populace; I say without self-pity that there are many who wish us gone and many that welcome us. Such is the state of a city at war. While it makes my job harder, it is still no less fulfilling.

Written By Michael

Nov. 22, 2020, 9:18 p.m.(6/9/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Felicia

Felicia Harrow, is now sworn to Grayson and I can't imagine a different family I'd want brought in line with Grayson then this bundle of folks.

Written By Domonico

Nov. 22, 2020, 9:16 p.m.(6/9/1014 AR)

I would like to thank all of those who have assisted myself and House Magnotta in the recent expansion of it's influence across Cyrto Major and now significantly controls the island, including former enemies in the form the Pol of the Great Bay.
Now will be the time for solidifying the gains made, and expanding the docks on both the north (Fort Magnotta) and the south (Cyrto Keys). Both will be vital for further excursions, trade and military security.

Written By Raja

Nov. 22, 2020, 9:12 p.m.(6/9/1014 AR)

You better NOT dissapear Ravna Culler! Get your ass back here!

Written By Tanith

Nov. 22, 2020, 9:10 p.m.(6/9/1014 AR)

Princess Jaenelle Velenosa came up with a great little competition. I think all my answers are wrong but I will say Raymesin and I giggled into our dinner coming up with them. His were better. I think I got mead out my nose twice over a few.

A spot of levity amidst a lot of serious days. I enjoyed it.

Written By Tanith

Nov. 22, 2020, 9:08 p.m.(6/9/1014 AR)

There's tension in the Lowers again. Not the typical kind, not the kind that chases you into alleys and has you holding your breath, or diffusing fights among vendors in the market; something else. Something worse. Fear but not of each other. Everyone is waiting for news, everyone wants direction.

Whatever comes, I'm not afraid, but damn if I don't wish I knew what might.

Written By Raymesin

Nov. 22, 2020, 9:03 p.m.(6/9/1014 AR)

So I haven't had too much trouble in Arx, Scholar, even when I've been wearing my Harlequin kit out and about. One of the elves - the ambassador, he said - even said nice things about it. He did suggest that maybe bright green spiders could be a fashion statement, though I'm not sure that'd really go with the colour of my eyes. I mean, I'd really hate to commit that sort of fashion muckup. I'm still thinking maybe a snake, though. There are a lot of pet spiders around already, after all, and one shouldn't be seen to be behind the latest trends.

No, I'm not quite sure what point I'm trying to make either. I encountered someone earlier who seemed to think that the Lyceum was all about lounging in gardens, doing nothing, with scantily-clad people around. It might be, for silks like him, but it certainly wasn't for the rest of us last time I was there. Peeling grapes, wafting fans, pouring wine - it was hot and heavy work, and no mistake.

Eh? No, I've just got a lot on my mind. Self-discovery is always fun. Still up for that game of dominoes-and-debate next week? Good, I'll see you then.

Written By Aethan

Nov. 22, 2020, 8:49 p.m.(6/9/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Wash

Adopted brother

Written By Aethan

Nov. 22, 2020, 8:49 p.m.(6/9/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Porter

Beloved brother

Written By Aethan

Nov. 22, 2020, 8:49 p.m.(6/9/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Ian

Beloved brother

Written By Giorgio

Nov. 22, 2020, 8:47 p.m.(6/9/1014 AR)

When I had first arrived in the city, I advertised having in my possession a small supply of Calderan Bloodstones.

I still have quite a few of the stones left. If you find yourself wishing for a piece of jewelry or clothing adorned with this rare stone from the Saffron Chain, send a message to Giorgio Pontelaeus.

Written By Rysen

Nov. 22, 2020, 8:35 p.m.(6/9/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Noelle

I am not a poet if to such a clarion I sent no answer,
For your luck, princess, let my quill be a dancer,
And move with grace upon this sacred page
That Vellichor might hear, with ears both wise and sage,
A pleasing hymn to cast away your spirit's gloom,
And put in its place an immortal bloom
That like some undying rose of Tor
From the earth shall rise, and skyward soar,
And so one of thirteen I count my verse
To break for good that unlucky curse,
And wish in simple words, but filled with hope,
That only the best of luck now upon you dote.

Written By Porter

Nov. 22, 2020, 8:02 p.m.(6/9/1014 AR)

It's been over two weeks since the Cathedral was burned. And I think we've cleared away the bulk of the rubble that's inside. Not all of it, there's still more. You'd be surprised how much of a ceiling was up there. It was a lot. And even with the all the big bits picked up, there still so much cleaning. It feels nearly insurmountable the level of dust and soot that's settled over everything. And I only barely peaked in at the clergy quarter's just the other day. Everything was charred black.

But on the bright side! We're about to start putting up a lot of scaffolding. So much. Inside. Outside. I'm sure it'll be just like climbing the rigging on one of my ships.

Written By Lierre

Nov. 22, 2020, 7:59 p.m.(6/9/1014 AR)

I find, after a recent journey, that I am so struck by wonderment that even trying to recall it leaves me feeling mentally overwhelmed. Perhaps this will fade in a few days. All I can say for certain is that it was everything I expected.

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