Written By Merek
July 6, 2017, 10:30 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
More time passes after the siege and other incidents. Things seem to be getting interesting, in that we don't know what situation there will be next. But at least for a while, it seems things are at least somewhat quiet. Alas, that doesn't make the job of the Guard too much easier, since we must keep working, and so must many others, to keep vigilant.
Written By Carita
July 6, 2017, 10:16 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
Our ship returned with hardly any trouble. Although, you could tell that the air was cooler as we docked - it seems that autumn has come to the capital city. Lovely. I was anticipating a change in the season (and in wardrobe) ever since the end of summer. I was looking forward to any sort of changes, speak true. Which, goodness, hearing the most recent circulation of news among the sailors and fisherman - quite a lot has happened.
New perspectives are waiting for us. Opportunities are plentiful for all. Learn to embrace chaos in a way that seems foreign, but acceptable and achievable. Then, you are armed with more confidence as you walk into the next uncomfortable situation. You begin to thrive in new situations because you have proven to yourself that you can, not only handle change, but FLOURISH. I believe that.
Hugs and kisses, Arx.
New perspectives are waiting for us. Opportunities are plentiful for all. Learn to embrace chaos in a way that seems foreign, but acceptable and achievable. Then, you are armed with more confidence as you walk into the next uncomfortable situation. You begin to thrive in new situations because you have proven to yourself that you can, not only handle change, but FLOURISH. I believe that.
Hugs and kisses, Arx.
Written By Sameera
July 6, 2017, 10:13 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Darren
Stealing Princess Donella away. I can tolerate it. I don't find you among the intolerable.
Written By Larissa
July 6, 2017, 9:17 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
Princess Donella Thrax and Prince Darren Redrain
*gushy gushy high pitched squee squee*
Yes, that's all
*gushy gushy high pitched squee squee*
Yes, that's all
Written By Fatima
July 6, 2017, 2:15 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Darren
Love is in the air. No really, the Redrain High Lord won't stop shouting it from the rooftops.
It's quite lovely though, to see his devotion and admiration for my sweet cousin, Donella.
Even now, as I sharpen my spear, I think fondly of the man for his courageousness.
In the famous words of one of the most amazing Whispers in all of Arvum's histories...
"Don't fuck it up."
It's quite lovely though, to see his devotion and admiration for my sweet cousin, Donella.
Even now, as I sharpen my spear, I think fondly of the man for his courageousness.
In the famous words of one of the most amazing Whispers in all of Arvum's histories...
"Don't fuck it up."
Written By Victus
July 6, 2017, 1:08 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Darren
So it begins. I've put my faith in you to love my cousin like she deserves and more. 110% as I've heard some say.
You had best trust her word on what fine Isle rum to bring. I will be judging every bottle. Harshly.
You had best trust her word on what fine Isle rum to bring. I will be judging every bottle. Harshly.
Written By Tobias
July 6, 2017, 12:51 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
Just a frigging minute.
A human can die and be reborn into a Nox'Alfar body? My men at the Night Grove *watched* her be used for their ritual, so I know she died. How.... how does that even work? Nekkaris is dead, now she isn't?
The more I know about our new allies, the more it becomes clear how much we've lost.
A human can die and be reborn into a Nox'Alfar body? My men at the Night Grove *watched* her be used for their ritual, so I know she died. How.... how does that even work? Nekkaris is dead, now she isn't?
The more I know about our new allies, the more it becomes clear how much we've lost.
Written By Tikva
July 6, 2017, 12:50 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
I am delighted to record just how well fundraising efforts for the Crown School are going. The idea is simple, in case anyone is for some reason reading my white reflections that has not yet been pigeonholed about this: that there be a safe place, a boarding school with a classroom, for parentless children to be educated, a companion effort to that of the Knights of Solace and the Whispers in refitting the building sometimes known as the Tragedy. The school will have bunkrooms for the children, a kitchen and dining area for them to eat, and at minimum one classroom, perhaps more. The idea is that the Crown will fund this as a place where the youth of Arvum may learn and grow, where craftspeople and knights seeking apprentices might go to find young people of some beginnings in education, and indeed, where we may teach classes for other children, given the availability of instructors and staff to do so.
There was some discussion in the Ministry of Civil Development for using the school, as well, as a place where displaced adults might also be able to learn and seek some benefit. These ideas are not so fully formed as the plan for the school itself. But ideas only grow, especially with the help and support of so many behind it.
We now have enough funds to begin construction, and my ambition knows greater heights now: what if we had more than one classroom? What if we built a fenced practice yard so that the children might take exercise away from the common street?
I have spoken to so many about this, yet even as I pen these words it occurs to me, others that I might seek out. . .
There was some discussion in the Ministry of Civil Development for using the school, as well, as a place where displaced adults might also be able to learn and seek some benefit. These ideas are not so fully formed as the plan for the school itself. But ideas only grow, especially with the help and support of so many behind it.
We now have enough funds to begin construction, and my ambition knows greater heights now: what if we had more than one classroom? What if we built a fenced practice yard so that the children might take exercise away from the common street?
I have spoken to so many about this, yet even as I pen these words it occurs to me, others that I might seek out. . .
Written By Darren
July 6, 2017, 12:35 a.m.(10/14/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Donella
Sometimes the feeling is just so damn good, you need to shout it from the rooftops.
I'm not coming down from here, not for awhile!
I'm not coming down from here, not for awhile!
Written By Charlaine
July 5, 2017, 11:14 p.m.(10/13/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Monique
Glad to be your Maze Champion! Truely a fun event.
Written By Charlaine
July 5, 2017, 11:14 p.m.(10/13/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Monique
Glad to be your Maze Champion! Truely a fun event.
Written By Charlaine
July 5, 2017, 11:13 p.m.(10/13/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Gaston
Beat you twice, at the Maze, looking forward for next time!
Written By Aureth
July 5, 2017, 10:17 p.m.(10/13/1006 AR)
There is no Fate.
Death does not choose your end.
She chooses your beginning and embraces you upon your ending. She will gather your soul unto herself when you die, howsoever you die. But she does not choose your end. She does not determine your life.
You do that.
No god is responsible for your choices; only you are.
Death does not choose your end.
She chooses your beginning and embraces you upon your ending. She will gather your soul unto herself when you die, howsoever you die. But she does not choose your end. She does not determine your life.
You do that.
No god is responsible for your choices; only you are.
Written By Caras
July 5, 2017, 5:57 p.m.(10/13/1006 AR)
Time is a coin that no man is gifted with in excess. Long or short, each lifespan is lived to it's very end, the which is determined by the Queen of Death. - Proverbs of the Queen of Death
Written By Silas
July 5, 2017, 1:52 p.m.(10/13/1006 AR)
I think I'm more willing to trust people individually more than in large groups...
Written By Belladonna
July 5, 2017, 12:15 p.m.(10/13/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Cassius
My husband has returned to Arx.
I admit to being pleased.
I admit to being pleased.
Written By Freja
July 5, 2017, 9:02 a.m.(10/12/1006 AR)
Both brothers to be hitched in a matter of weeks.
After the ceremonies I think I'll vanish North for a while; it has been too long since I have seen Farhaven and true snows.
Darren, you'll have to spare me.
After the ceremonies I think I'll vanish North for a while; it has been too long since I have seen Farhaven and true snows.
Darren, you'll have to spare me.
Written By Saira
July 5, 2017, 8:28 a.m.(10/12/1006 AR)
10/12/1006 AR
4:31PM
Dear Garian,
I have arrived back in Arx safely. I was told not to speak of why I had to leave; I suppose papa did not wish for the Graysons here who know him to worry for him.
I have missed it here more than I expected to during my absence. I know life demands surrender at times, but I had not expected surrendering my growing feel for this huge capital to be so irksome. Now that I have returned, I feel as though I must start from the beginning again. It has been so long.
There has been one positive outcome, at least. The dark emotions that plagued me in the night have finally begun to ease. I have not forgotten them, but they do not shadow my every step as they once did.
Perhaps I needed the time away to confront them, if only in my mind.
All is well again, and I have returned to the city. I rather wonder if anyone even noticed I was gone.
I miss you. I wish you could write back.
Love From,
Saira
4:31PM
Dear Garian,
I have arrived back in Arx safely. I was told not to speak of why I had to leave; I suppose papa did not wish for the Graysons here who know him to worry for him.
I have missed it here more than I expected to during my absence. I know life demands surrender at times, but I had not expected surrendering my growing feel for this huge capital to be so irksome. Now that I have returned, I feel as though I must start from the beginning again. It has been so long.
There has been one positive outcome, at least. The dark emotions that plagued me in the night have finally begun to ease. I have not forgotten them, but they do not shadow my every step as they once did.
Perhaps I needed the time away to confront them, if only in my mind.
All is well again, and I have returned to the city. I rather wonder if anyone even noticed I was gone.
I miss you. I wish you could write back.
Love From,
Saira
Written By Magpie
July 5, 2017, 7:47 a.m.(10/12/1006 AR)
I went off on a cargo run to Setarco. Good times. Good times.
Got back, it's been a day.
Ready to go on another cargo run.
Gloom and doom news aside, I got another couch! I really like this one. It's quite nice. Skapti is a fellow that delivers -- literally!
And now I get to go out sailing again. Absolute win for me.
Got back, it's been a day.
Ready to go on another cargo run.
Gloom and doom news aside, I got another couch! I really like this one. It's quite nice. Skapti is a fellow that delivers -- literally!
And now I get to go out sailing again. Absolute win for me.
Written By Victus
July 5, 2017, 4:24 a.m.(10/12/1006 AR)
Never have I ever been so damn optimistic for the future and what a breath of fresh air it is.
Friendships blossoming in one noble house after the other, actual pleasant conversation with our other High Lords and more wedding bells on the way.
Never have I been prouder of Thrax. In no small part to the actions of my family and our robust charm.
Fuck, did this coronet get lighter?
Friendships blossoming in one noble house after the other, actual pleasant conversation with our other High Lords and more wedding bells on the way.
Never have I been prouder of Thrax. In no small part to the actions of my family and our robust charm.
Fuck, did this coronet get lighter?
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