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Written By Caelis

July 29, 2017, 1:19 a.m.(12/4/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Edain

Now that I have been enlightened about the perils of Oathland Cowdogs, I cannot express my gratitude enough. Finally I have an answer to the forlorn moofing the shook the night and reached my windows. Thank you your Grace for sharing this wisdom with me. The Oathlands are a place of wonder to be sure.

Written By Shae

July 29, 2017, 12:37 a.m.(12/4/1006 AR)

Bacon Picnic was, as I knew it would be, AMAZING! The best day ever, really. Spent with truly the best of friends anyone could ever ask for. And so many snow people and critters were made. After we made sure Eirlys was covered with many blankets and warm after she passed out. I think Gaston even sketched a picture of her sleeping. Next time I think we will do a day trip outside the city and do some shield-sledding!

Also, so much bacon! For days! All the sandwiches we will have for the Archery competition tomorrow!

Written By Harald

July 28, 2017, 9:37 p.m.(12/3/1006 AR)

The planned naval maneuvers proceed. Too few folk left alive have seen a full clash of true war fleets, and I say not since the Reckoning have the waves seen strife of the scale that looms ahead. Into such a void of experience, a single mock battle is as cutting down a tree to bridge the Bay of Thrax: an insignificant first step. Yet I find myself among the trees, bearing an axe. Thus, I cut.

Written By Kael

July 28, 2017, 6:55 p.m.(12/3/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Shae

I am assuming that you want the otter as a pet and not something to skin. Am I going to walk outside to see you digging an otter pond?

If you have extra energy, you can help me with constructing pig pens. All this talk of bacon means that we might earn silver *that* way.

Written By Eirene

July 28, 2017, 3:50 p.m.(12/3/1006 AR)

I suspect in my past life I was a lawyer. Not a good one, but a lawyer. All I like to do is argue.

Or a sailor. I drink and cuss like one.

Maybe I was a nautical attorney. Like a ship's surgeon only for sailors who got their assess thrown in local clinks.

Written By Eirene

July 28, 2017, 3:48 p.m.(12/3/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Alaric

Message sent:
To His Majesty, King Alaric Grayson IV, Ruler of the Compact, etc. etc.
As your Minister of Health, I would like to request a time to sit with you and discuss the overall goals and needs of this posting, to ensure that your direction is being observed and met. We are blessed that we have no health crisis following the siege, but we should discuss overall what direction this posting is to take.

With all due respect and duty,
Lady Minister Eirene Malvici

Message Dictated:
Tell the King we should get together and figure out what the -fuck- this job is for, really. Am I, like, in charge of Arx's medical health or if a plague breaks out in, like, the fucking Thraxian shores I'm gonna be in charge of that? Fuck if I know. Really, what's he looking for?

Written By Lydia

July 28, 2017, 12:33 p.m.(12/3/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Aksel

Of course you didn't break your ass, Aksel. You were riding a horse, remember?

Written By Aksel

July 28, 2017, 12:32 p.m.(12/3/1006 AR)

So I am a little late in writing this, but never late then never. Horses are pretty magnificiant beasts. However, I don't think I am meant to ride one much less jump over things. The first jump went fine, much to my amazement, but the second. That went drastically wrong.

Thankfully I didn't break my ass. I don't think I would have ever lived that one down.

Written By Lou

July 28, 2017, 9:34 a.m.(12/2/1006 AR)

I attended the swimming competition in the Iron Pentathlon the other night and was quite glad to see that my sister, Reese, and Dame Esoka took first and second place. I also felt sorry for the poor soul who nearly drowned during the competition. I hope he's alright.

I had the good fortune to meet Lady Jael Laurent at this event. She seems like good people, and has a good head on her shoulders. There's an adventurer within her, I just know it.

Written By Edward

July 28, 2017, 9:28 a.m.(12/2/1006 AR)

I feel my wounds this morning. Retaking the Grotto for the Knight and the Otter Pirates was not a bloodless affair. But I am starting to feel much better.

Written By Fortunato

July 28, 2017, 9:16 a.m.(12/2/1006 AR)

You choose a patron based on the greatest freedom of personal expression and the least expectation of return. Then you typically end up without a patron. Walking your own path, dreaming your own dreams, relying on your family for silver.

But it's pure, very pure.

Written By Magpie

July 28, 2017, 8:45 a.m.(12/2/1006 AR)

I probably should have investigated this whole patronage thing a bit more before I put my interest out there.

Too late now!

How does one choose a patron? Do you decide based upon social status? Do you go with whoever lets you have the most artistic freedom? The highest income? The prettiest lady (or man)? How long do you wait until you choose?

Maybe I'll just put all their names on a wall and throw a knife and see where it lands.

I wish I could pick them all!

I guess I'll wait and see if anyone else is interested.
King Alaric? Are you looking for a protege? I plan to make the most amazing couches.

Written By Shae

July 28, 2017, 8:19 a.m.(12/2/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Jael

YOU DO?

I think I may have just deafened the scribe.

When can I come over and met it?!

Written By Jael

July 28, 2017, 7:43 a.m.(12/2/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Shae

We have a pet otter over at the Manse; he was a gift from Princess Katarina. You're welcome to visit him any time.

He is not, as far as I know, a pirate.

Written By Shae

July 28, 2017, 5:27 a.m.(12/2/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Gaston

Otter Pirates does sound utterly adorable. Hmmm. Now I want to get an otter.

Written By Gaston

July 28, 2017, 2:06 a.m.(12/2/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Victus

Otter pirates? That actually sounds adorable.

Written By Edward

July 27, 2017, 10:04 p.m.(12/1/1006 AR)

I will note that this is penned as the priest is laughing at me. But here is my recount of today's expedition with the Knight of the Order of the Fluffybottoms and the Blackwhisker Pirates. In rhyme.

How does one greet a stoat,
A knightly fellow in a waistcoat,
Knee high and with a stately grace,
And a monocle resting on his face.

Board the raft and off we go,
A simple trip no too and fro,
A larger ship, from raft we hail,
With otter pirates we set sail,

Rough seas come and pitch the ship,
Pulls the rudder and yawns the slip,
Victus tumbles from the nest,
A broken nose bloods his vest,

Three pirates lost the captain barks,
To much dismay made chums with sharks,
A yell goes out to hold on tight,
Until at last the ship is right.

A little further, a landing reach,
Heralds danger upon the beach,
Tidal things, where are they from,
The Abyss, says the Knight with glum,

Victus has his fight at last,
While Titania tries to shoot his ass,
Some wounds are had the fight is done,
Victus is content we won,

A sullied grove, an oily layer,
Clean the grove in furry prayer,
Life returns and blooms once more,
For the Stag King, Petrichor.

Written By Thena

July 27, 2017, 8:54 p.m.(12/1/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Victus

As odd as it is for me to be saying this...I know how you feel.

Written By Victus

July 27, 2017, 6:56 p.m.(12/1/1006 AR)

Fucking Otter Pirates.

Written By Leona

July 27, 2017, 9:56 a.m.(11/28/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Valery

Quiet as a mouse this one, and seems shy and almost afraid to speak up. But she listens well and she catches everything - she's sharp. And motivated. Loyal, and tries very hard to do the right things. That's always a bonus, in times like these. Overall, I like her.

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