Written By Felix
Jan. 18, 2017, 3:52 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Joscelin
With all that has come about, I've stayed away from making my personal life very public.
Today I threw a spear at Joscelin's door. This morning, anyways. Let's just say that the Saffron Chain has fun courting and betrothal rituals. Why aren't more doors being pelted with spears? Probably the repairs. I split her door frame pretty good, so I'm going to have to fix that.
I love this woman, at any rate. We've been through quite a bit and I am proud to be taking her name around the Spring Equinox. It's very important to her, her family line and her name. One also has to admit that Felix Arterius does sound pretty dashing.
Today I threw a spear at Joscelin's door. This morning, anyways. Let's just say that the Saffron Chain has fun courting and betrothal rituals. Why aren't more doors being pelted with spears? Probably the repairs. I split her door frame pretty good, so I'm going to have to fix that.
I love this woman, at any rate. We've been through quite a bit and I am proud to be taking her name around the Spring Equinox. It's very important to her, her family line and her name. One also has to admit that Felix Arterius does sound pretty dashing.
Written By Bethany
Jan. 18, 2017, 3:43 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
An observation I made today. When you ask them the question: 'what do you think of __" How an expression changes - the features shift - the body language softens and the eyes go distant. Perhaps wistful. Perhaps pensive. When someone speaks about someone that they find interesting. Someone they like.
There is overwhelming poetry in that.
Try it. You'll see.
There is overwhelming poetry in that.
Try it. You'll see.
Written By Ainsley
Jan. 18, 2017, 3:32 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
It was /not/ an entire bushel. But please, if there is an entire bushel of these apples out there, please, please send them to the Iron Guard. They are menace to Arx and must be dealt with.
Written By Ainsley
Jan. 18, 2017, 3:31 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Pietro
It would be vastly more frustrating to deal with the fact that Lord Igniseri beat me, in both armed and unarmed combat, if his company wasn't so pleasant.
Written By Serafine
Jan. 18, 2017, 1:51 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
I wonder how Blacktongue knew it was -exactly- one bushel?
Written By Blacktongue
Jan. 18, 2017, 1:46 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
Okay, so bear with me here, I know we have pissed off potential allies because some Northern prince is more fool than I, a whole slew of bad nasties want to kill us and now we're starting to gnaw at our own limbs....BUT!
Is no one really going to comment on the fact the Iron Guard locked up a bushel of apples?
Is no one really going to comment on the fact the Iron Guard locked up a bushel of apples?
Written By Lianne
Jan. 18, 2017, 1:44 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
Our inability to change the past should not preclude our attempts to understand it.
Written By Aureth
Jan. 18, 2017, 1:44 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
I woke up this morning and it looks like we got fucked by the high lords again.
Must be Wednesday.
Must be Wednesday.
Written By Alistair
Jan. 18, 2017, 1:41 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
And we are left with nothing.
But we need nothing. Blood and blade can overcome any abyssal foe.
But we need nothing. Blood and blade can overcome any abyssal foe.
Written By Alistair
Jan. 18, 2017, 1:41 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
And we are left with nothing.
But we need nothing. Blood and blade can overcome any abyssal foe.
But we need nothing. Blood and blade can overcome any abyssal foe.
Written By Bethany
Jan. 18, 2017, 1:37 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Ira
Torian reputation, alchemist's flare -
Questionable sanity, very strange hair.
Questionable sanity, very strange hair.
Written By Alistair
Jan. 18, 2017, 1:35 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
I played my part. I did my duty. As the Crown's agent I acted as guard and guide.
I entertained her absurd requests. I took her where she wanted to go. I answered her questions, both the insane and the not so insane. In turn she answered some of mine. I do not know what she saw in me.
And now our games are finished and our follies done.
And we are left with nothing.
I entertained her absurd requests. I took her where she wanted to go. I answered her questions, both the insane and the not so insane. In turn she answered some of mine. I do not know what she saw in me.
And now our games are finished and our follies done.
And we are left with nothing.
Written By Bethany
Jan. 18, 2017, 1:33 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Cicero
A skilled dancer knowing,
The ways of business and silk flowing.
The ways of business and silk flowing.
Written By Joscelin
Jan. 18, 2017, 1:26 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
I've been up to my eyeballs in inventory manifests looking over the warehouses we've stockpiled through the months, and I resurface to find out the world has been shaken up.
And Nox'Alfar. Dominus. Highlords and Voices.
Oh my.
-no, scholar, I've nothing else to say for the moment. Too much work to do.
And Nox'Alfar. Dominus. Highlords and Voices.
Oh my.
-no, scholar, I've nothing else to say for the moment. Too much work to do.
Written By Bethany
Jan. 18, 2017, 1:26 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Branan
Deft like bees, as skilled and busy,
No perfect rhyme, but still witty.
No perfect rhyme, but still witty.
Written By Samantha
Jan. 18, 2017, 1:23 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
Many things are happening now that will have an effect on the state of Arvum. Some will think me superficial because I do not write to discuss them, but rather to speak of something personal, possibly girlish in consideration. But my need to put my thoughts down doesn't mean that I don't care about what has passed - I think anyone who knows me knows better than to think so.
I have been pondering the nature of love.
I thought I loved someone, but have come to realize it was an infatuation. Built I think, from a kind of hero-worship that occurred in childhood, and easily flourished by manner and appearance. Confession lead to rejection as kind as can be offered given the circumstances, and if affection at times lingers, I truly endeavor to bear no grudge or resentment. As time passes, I see the points at which we would be incompatible in our natures for such an involvement, or even that while it might have been mutually satisfying on a physical level, I think emotionally it would have left much to be desired for both of us.
Only weeks later, I met someone else. We became acquaintances, then friends, and then...something more. His belief in the nature and purpose of nobility, his honor, his bravery - they remind me a great deal of Gabriel. We talk about our mutual cares, and find ourselves engaging in efforts to bolster up the other. I inspire him. He inspires me. When we touch, it feels sacred.
I do not know what the future holds, or if there even is a future. But now I know the difference, I think, between infatuation and love.
I have been pondering the nature of love.
I thought I loved someone, but have come to realize it was an infatuation. Built I think, from a kind of hero-worship that occurred in childhood, and easily flourished by manner and appearance. Confession lead to rejection as kind as can be offered given the circumstances, and if affection at times lingers, I truly endeavor to bear no grudge or resentment. As time passes, I see the points at which we would be incompatible in our natures for such an involvement, or even that while it might have been mutually satisfying on a physical level, I think emotionally it would have left much to be desired for both of us.
Only weeks later, I met someone else. We became acquaintances, then friends, and then...something more. His belief in the nature and purpose of nobility, his honor, his bravery - they remind me a great deal of Gabriel. We talk about our mutual cares, and find ourselves engaging in efforts to bolster up the other. I inspire him. He inspires me. When we touch, it feels sacred.
I do not know what the future holds, or if there even is a future. But now I know the difference, I think, between infatuation and love.
Written By Bethany
Jan. 18, 2017, 1:21 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Samantha
Deepwood serenity, Old Oak cider.
Constantly present, still beside her.
Constantly present, still beside her.
Written By Isolde
Jan. 18, 2017, 12:49 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
We are never alone, dear ones.
The sun will rise when the moon sets, and we shall rise to be the people we were meant to be. Children though we are in our brief lives, we have within us the Strength to be mighty.
Let those with the luxury of no burden of leadership take comfort in those that do, for in blessed days and cursed nights, we grow, thrive, and overcome.
May our pride bring us the strength to mold our future, and not be chained by our past.
The sun will rise when the moon sets, and we shall rise to be the people we were meant to be. Children though we are in our brief lives, we have within us the Strength to be mighty.
Let those with the luxury of no burden of leadership take comfort in those that do, for in blessed days and cursed nights, we grow, thrive, and overcome.
May our pride bring us the strength to mold our future, and not be chained by our past.
Written By Ida
Jan. 18, 2017, 12:36 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
Apparently it was perhaps for the best that I slept several nights in the back room of the shop rather than my quarters at the Valardin estate. Maybe as much for me as for the Compact. On the plus side, I am nearly caught up with my work and can look forward to a shitton of whiskey and maybe even some good brawls sooner than I thought I might.
Written By Julea
Jan. 18, 2017, 12:26 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
What is done, is done. We can't change that, but we can change what happens next. We can either spend the next few weeks bickering and throwing around accusations, as to who did what worse, who started it, what fuck up was worse, and passing on the blame, demanding compensation. Fighting and bickering and more fighting.
Or we can prepare. We can seek out the knowledge we need to win this, with as few lives lost as possible. Instead of wasting time we don't have, that's all too precious. Time that might mean saving the lives of dozens.. hundreds, maybe even thousands of people. We have a lot to do, and we don't even know how much time we have. Tactics and planning matter as does knowledge. Preparation, arms, training.
This fight against the incoming Bringers, against the Undead, against everything else that would stand against Arx, is not one we can afford to lose.
Or we can prepare. We can seek out the knowledge we need to win this, with as few lives lost as possible. Instead of wasting time we don't have, that's all too precious. Time that might mean saving the lives of dozens.. hundreds, maybe even thousands of people. We have a lot to do, and we don't even know how much time we have. Tactics and planning matter as does knowledge. Preparation, arms, training.
This fight against the incoming Bringers, against the Undead, against everything else that would stand against Arx, is not one we can afford to lose.
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