Written By Dafne
Dec. 11, 2016, 11:18 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
My dear kitten did spend an awful lot of time staring at nothingness. Rubbing against nothingness. Purring at nothingness--
Maybe it's true.
Maybe cats can see ghosts.
Or maybe just Nightshade can.
Maybe it's true.
Maybe cats can see ghosts.
Or maybe just Nightshade can.
Written By Sylvie
Dec. 11, 2016, 11:11 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Calista
I know it is a cliche often used, but I feel it deeply. She is the sister of my heart, and I feel a deep, lasting bond with the Lady Fidante. I cannot imagine that anything could come between us and I only look forward to watching her come in to her own more in the city.
She is as close as my own dear Dafne. I think, actually, they will get on fabulously.
She is as close as my own dear Dafne. I think, actually, they will get on fabulously.
Written By Vincere
Dec. 11, 2016, 11:06 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Leo
Until recently, I'd had little contact with Fidante or its people, but matters in the Lyceum saw us meeting and appointments with the Crown ministries have seen us working together. He's a man deeply driven to some of our highest callings, and committed to the welfare of his people.
Written By Khanne
Dec. 11, 2016, 11:06 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
I must admit, I enjoyed my day today. Possibly more so than any other as of yet. Perhaps it was because my to-do list is gaining more checkmarks, done and not growing longer by five more items for each one finished. Anyway, I had some free time and decided to take someone's advice and went to the Hall of Heroes for a bit of scholarly study. I did not get very far into the Hall, but found inspiration nonetheless. Not only in the statues and inscriptions, but the company I found myself in.
I met, more officially, Prince Edain Valardin. He was nothing like I expected him to be, not in this conversation at the least. I was pleasantly surprised and do hope to meet with him again. He suggested I contact his cousin, Princess Sophie, and I do hope to connect with her as well.
Lord Knight Damon Wyrmguard also visited the Hall, and while I met him, sort of, rather briefly, I was able to actually have more conversation with him as well. He is completely charming, with a smile that, if I am honest, many girls who dream of being saved by a knight in shining armor would imagine that knight to have. I was unsure, at first, about how our conversation would go, but after a pleasant walk that ended with a glass of whiskey and friendly banter, I can say I find him intriguing. I sense there is something under the surface of who he betrays himself to be, whether that is good or bad, I have yet to discover. I look forward to further conversations with him, and a chance to perhaps get to know him a bit better.
Alas, as always, there is balance, and not everything can be smiles and laughter. I continue to have difficulty finding a tailor or seamstress available to help me improve my bland wardrobe. Perhaps tomorrow... A new day brings with it new opportunities, and apparently, chances to be surprised. Pleasantly. And to be left smiling as you write in your journal while the sun sets, painting the sky with nature's beautiful colors of hope.
I met, more officially, Prince Edain Valardin. He was nothing like I expected him to be, not in this conversation at the least. I was pleasantly surprised and do hope to meet with him again. He suggested I contact his cousin, Princess Sophie, and I do hope to connect with her as well.
Lord Knight Damon Wyrmguard also visited the Hall, and while I met him, sort of, rather briefly, I was able to actually have more conversation with him as well. He is completely charming, with a smile that, if I am honest, many girls who dream of being saved by a knight in shining armor would imagine that knight to have. I was unsure, at first, about how our conversation would go, but after a pleasant walk that ended with a glass of whiskey and friendly banter, I can say I find him intriguing. I sense there is something under the surface of who he betrays himself to be, whether that is good or bad, I have yet to discover. I look forward to further conversations with him, and a chance to perhaps get to know him a bit better.
Alas, as always, there is balance, and not everything can be smiles and laughter. I continue to have difficulty finding a tailor or seamstress available to help me improve my bland wardrobe. Perhaps tomorrow... A new day brings with it new opportunities, and apparently, chances to be surprised. Pleasantly. And to be left smiling as you write in your journal while the sun sets, painting the sky with nature's beautiful colors of hope.
Written By Leo
Dec. 11, 2016, 11:03 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Cara
There's a quiet dignity about her that I found surprising from someone who had just been raised from a vassal house to Voice of the Graysons. I think I will be able to treat well with both the Lady Cara herself and her as the representative to Grayson.
Written By Niccolo
Dec. 11, 2016, 11:01 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
Spring. It used to be my favorite time of the year. At the end of winter, I'd ride from Lenosia to Arx. To see you. To be with you. To hold you in my arms after a long trying winter. I remember your face during our last spring. The way you smiled when you saw me arrive. The way you held me, and I held you. I remember you.
And now I sit here, realizing that there will be no more springs for us. No more letting the wind carry me back to your arms as I ride from Lenosia to Arx. No more brightness waiting after a long winter. I find myself now in this city, your battleground of choice, knowing that I've already spent my last spring with you.
And that I will never see another one as sweet.
Rest well, my love.
And now I sit here, realizing that there will be no more springs for us. No more letting the wind carry me back to your arms as I ride from Lenosia to Arx. No more brightness waiting after a long winter. I find myself now in this city, your battleground of choice, knowing that I've already spent my last spring with you.
And that I will never see another one as sweet.
Rest well, my love.
Written By Leo
Dec. 11, 2016, 10:40 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Aislin
An explorer, a noblewoman and incredibly brave. I rarely read of the white journals, putting ink to paper more often as a sense of duty in preserving my thought than anything. Lady Aislin, however, fills the Great Archives with knowledge that all we be able to read while the Vellichorans protect it. I have met her only once, but I hope it is not the last.
Written By Leo
Dec. 11, 2016, 10:27 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Vincere
My opportunity to meet the Marquis came recently at his manor. It was a fruitful meeting and now I have learned he is to be Minister of War. It is not always closely aligned with the Ministry of Loyalty, but I think there might be a way for us to work together.
Written By Freja
Dec. 11, 2016, 10:27 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
The Night Grove.
As we approached the forest grew stiller, a silence that stifled and seemed to abhor every sound we made no matter how small. Whether it be the clink of the sword in its scabbard or the puff of breath from the horse's flaring nostrils, it all seemed an affront.
It was I that first heard then and Aislin that first saw them, but the elves saw us long before we were aware of them. Hunting Bringers, they say. We got to do that for them soon enough and succeeded where they had failed.
The silence as one approaches the Bringers is suffocating. I feared my heart racing in my chest would give away my position as I picked my way through the shadows towards them.
The elves are cruel to some, amusingly sarcastic to others. I simply think their views , their reality requires a different set of morality. If their lifespans are truly what they claim them to be then no wonder they think us a laughing matter, fodder for folly.
I do not fear them nor do I detest them. I only find myself increasingly curious and my appetite for knowledge far from sated.
As we approached the forest grew stiller, a silence that stifled and seemed to abhor every sound we made no matter how small. Whether it be the clink of the sword in its scabbard or the puff of breath from the horse's flaring nostrils, it all seemed an affront.
It was I that first heard then and Aislin that first saw them, but the elves saw us long before we were aware of them. Hunting Bringers, they say. We got to do that for them soon enough and succeeded where they had failed.
The silence as one approaches the Bringers is suffocating. I feared my heart racing in my chest would give away my position as I picked my way through the shadows towards them.
The elves are cruel to some, amusingly sarcastic to others. I simply think their views , their reality requires a different set of morality. If their lifespans are truly what they claim them to be then no wonder they think us a laughing matter, fodder for folly.
I do not fear them nor do I detest them. I only find myself increasingly curious and my appetite for knowledge far from sated.
Written By Bethany
Dec. 11, 2016, 10:27 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
( From the Untidy Desk of Bethany Mercier: )
Officially met my first Grayhope. I was suspicious enough to consider sticking him with my Wit (instead of my wit) and making very quite certain that there would be nothing identifiable proceeding the incident.
Clever girl, no?
Officially met my first Grayhope. I was suspicious enough to consider sticking him with my Wit (instead of my wit) and making very quite certain that there would be nothing identifiable proceeding the incident.
Clever girl, no?
Written By Aurora
Dec. 11, 2016, 10:24 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Sigurd
There is something wrong with this man. I have yet to figure it out, but I'm sure there something.
Written By Marcas
Dec. 11, 2016, 10:24 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
A good spar was had with the giant named as Agnarr. The brute is no stranger to combat, and his size and strength are something to be hold. Tis a shame I had not the chance to recruit him unto the Guards of House Halfshav.
Written By Darren
Dec. 11, 2016, 10:21 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Julea
Mistress Julea is my new protege. I helped set her up with a shop on the Redrain Grounds and she seems well on her way to being extraordiarily useful for the Redrains.
Written By Mason
Dec. 11, 2016, 10:12 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
It appears my reputation for a knowledge of things beyond curry is starting to spread.
I'm unsure if this is a good or bad thing. I wonder if this is what holy and mighty Ahj'on had planned for me. In his restful wisdom, I am guided by his hand.
I'm unsure if this is a good or bad thing. I wonder if this is what holy and mighty Ahj'on had planned for me. In his restful wisdom, I am guided by his hand.
Written By Nadia
Dec. 11, 2016, 10:11 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Signe
Signe reminds me so much of her mother, my aunt. I hardly knew her myself, given I was barely a few years old at the time. But I've heard so many good things about her, from both my father and uncles. They spoke nothing but goodness of her, of how talented she was as a shaman and her wisdom she imparted through practical proverbs that made the mysticism of the Path of Storms an easier concept to understand and portray in our lives.
When I look at Signe, and her earnest zest for the beauty of life, I know she'll do just fine. She can't fill a void of another, but she can certainly become a magnetic and vivacious young woman all her own as she is now.
When I look at Signe, and her earnest zest for the beauty of life, I know she'll do just fine. She can't fill a void of another, but she can certainly become a magnetic and vivacious young woman all her own as she is now.
Written By Nadia
Dec. 11, 2016, 9:52 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Barric
Barric and I have not had many chances to get to know one another throughout the years. But since my arrival and through unique circumstances, he's quickly become my strength and shield. He is a friend I will never turn my back on, and a cousin who will always count upon my support no matter what. Who better else to have at your back in such uncertain circumstances we face?
Written By Nadia
Dec. 11, 2016, 9:49 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
A war was almost incited over a thrown bowl of curry that nearly blinded me. My best friend has a way with words and trying to drown me in milk that just made me as docile as a newborn snow leopard cub. But all in all, the Oathlands barbecue was quite the party. I hope they have one again soon. Preferably with me far removed from Darren when he's throwing curry.
Written By Joscelin
Dec. 11, 2016, 9:30 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
Trade agreements, new organizations to collaborate with, a slew of new crafters to induct and look after, and all the while the Merciers support me with good humor, wit, intelligence, and hard work.
Silas some how manages to produce work and guard the people of the city, Bethany is networking and working very hard with her numbers and observations. Lazarus is ... well, he's invaluable as a partner in helping manage this collective of artists and merchants. I'd go into all the details but the man would probably chastise me for singing his praise and shoving him out into the front. He seems to prefer the support from the quiet background. The trunk of a large tree, solid.
Then there's Horatio.
Honestly, I don't know what to make of that boy, but it amuses me to no end that Lazarus put him clear across the damned city to do what I've are coined 'experiments'.
So.
Silas some how manages to produce work and guard the people of the city, Bethany is networking and working very hard with her numbers and observations. Lazarus is ... well, he's invaluable as a partner in helping manage this collective of artists and merchants. I'd go into all the details but the man would probably chastise me for singing his praise and shoving him out into the front. He seems to prefer the support from the quiet background. The trunk of a large tree, solid.
Then there's Horatio.
Honestly, I don't know what to make of that boy, but it amuses me to no end that Lazarus put him clear across the damned city to do what I've are coined 'experiments'.
So.
Written By Esera
Dec. 11, 2016, 8:57 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
The flowers look different, this Spring. It is like some secret flame illuminates them. Some newly awakened light.
Written By Gisele
Dec. 11, 2016, 8:51 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Orazio
Safety, security, justice. He is a good man and a good priest. There are some people who you speak to and you see right away why they do what they do in life. He's one of them. Just by being, he reminds you of the gods' presence in our lives.
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