Written By Lark
Nov. 26, 2016, 1:03 p.m.(3/21/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Orazio
Archlector Orazio was gracious enough to allow me to hijack his charity bread and soup line. To tell the truth, it became a matter of pride once the man insinuated several times that the task might be beyond me. I told him that Grayson women had been wielding swords for generations and that surely, I could manage a ladle. ...at which point it and almost immediately it became very clear that I had not wielded a ladle in any capacity let alone to serve anyone with it in the entirety of my existence. It was hysterical.
Of course, now I’m waiting patiently for a certain document from the priest which may help me in my own charitable endeavors. It's to be a list of homes deemed unsuitable by the Church for rehoming displaced children.
Of course, now I’m waiting patiently for a certain document from the priest which may help me in my own charitable endeavors. It's to be a list of homes deemed unsuitable by the Church for rehoming displaced children.
Written By Juliet
Nov. 26, 2016, 12:26 p.m.(3/21/1005 AR)
The painting has arrived, and it is, I think, just about everything I'd hoped. Messere Fortunato has said he wishes to meet me again before he starts on the ~interesting~ one, and I am only too glad to oblige him.
I wonder how he'll riddle me this time.
I wonder how he'll riddle me this time.
Written By Sina
Nov. 26, 2016, 10:32 a.m.(3/21/1005 AR)
I was looking through the stacks in the Archive of Vellichor -- which is, I begin, a fascinating building that I would have never imagined existed in my childhood aboard the Mistress. So many books in one place ready to simply be plucked from obscurity and read by mortal eyes; one could get entirely lost simply by reading book after book after book.
That would be a curious way to die.
It was one parchment that stood out, however: a translated treaty between Arvum and the elves. A 'Twilight Court' of something called the nox'alfar. And it was in this treaty that I was privvy to something both incredibly intriguing, and a touch beyond belief.
Article three, that the crown and the court shall be made closer through the bonds of marriage. If Queen Alarice married one of the elves, and if the elves have been married into the Peerage since then, wouldn't we have noticed before now? Didn't we all assume that the elves were no more?
If elves are real, I can only imagine what sort of horrifying monsters lurk across the world.
It's wonderful, really.
That would be a curious way to die.
It was one parchment that stood out, however: a translated treaty between Arvum and the elves. A 'Twilight Court' of something called the nox'alfar. And it was in this treaty that I was privvy to something both incredibly intriguing, and a touch beyond belief.
Article three, that the crown and the court shall be made closer through the bonds of marriage. If Queen Alarice married one of the elves, and if the elves have been married into the Peerage since then, wouldn't we have noticed before now? Didn't we all assume that the elves were no more?
If elves are real, I can only imagine what sort of horrifying monsters lurk across the world.
It's wonderful, really.
Written By Tobias
Nov. 26, 2016, 8:59 a.m.(3/21/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Ansel
Once upon a time, there was a boy.
This boy was to be groomed to be the heir to an impressive military tradition. He was fairly good at it, but the Overlord would never let him have time to himself.
Eventually, the boy took to slipping out of the family home for ways to have fun. Usually, he wouldn't get caught, but those times he did would mark the start of a a day long bout of 'education'.
The boys brother wanted to do scholarly things, so the boy at least did well with the Overlord since he actually was interested in the lessons.
Then, one day for various reasons, the boy had to leave, the brother staying behind.
Today, that boy hopes to reconnect with that brother, but time will tell how the Overlord reacts.
This boy was to be groomed to be the heir to an impressive military tradition. He was fairly good at it, but the Overlord would never let him have time to himself.
Eventually, the boy took to slipping out of the family home for ways to have fun. Usually, he wouldn't get caught, but those times he did would mark the start of a a day long bout of 'education'.
The boys brother wanted to do scholarly things, so the boy at least did well with the Overlord since he actually was interested in the lessons.
Then, one day for various reasons, the boy had to leave, the brother staying behind.
Today, that boy hopes to reconnect with that brother, but time will tell how the Overlord reacts.
Written By Tenebrae
Nov. 26, 2016, 5:17 a.m.(3/20/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Yasmine
If she dressed like that in the north she would be frozen solid...but then she does that thing with her hips and you know the world would melt around her. Another prodigal and hopefully a friend.
Written By Tenebrae
Nov. 26, 2016, 5:12 a.m.(3/20/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Sudara
My mistress...not that kind. The woman I have sworn an oath to protect and shall do so no matter the circumstances.
Written By Lazarus
Nov. 26, 2016, 3:08 a.m.(3/20/1005 AR)
I visited the memorial for the late Baron Saik, Baron Eos Saik's and Lady Kima Saik's father. While I was not privy to the relationship the Saik had with my father, I do know there was a mention of respect and I thought it polite to provide them with a special blend called the Saik Lion that came out of our House line but has yet to go on to the sale. I hoped to use ingredients familiar from their region and combine them with flavors typical of Arx. A blend of the two and a perfect representation of Baron Eos Saik and Lady Kima Saik reality. At first, I did not know why I had come to visit them but there I was with Silas, my brother, in a very private still made a public arrangement. I would be lying if I did not admit that at first, I felt out of place but as if fate was aligned the sense of predomination revealed to me the reason I was there. I was there to learn and to prepare me for the very position future that my father does not get well. I cannot let this peace and this fortune to make me soft and unable to handle whatever troubles make our way.
Written By Lazarus
Nov. 26, 2016, 2:57 a.m.(3/20/1005 AR)
A very interesting week for the Mercier. Considering all the threats, once absent from our thought, their hand now revealed, I feel a sense of safety for our city of Arx. Whether a figment of my thoughts or sign of a privileged life, I cannot tell. All that I know is that the motion to ensure our peace has been allowed to continue with very little confrontation. Those important figures of our city and the houses that make up its landscape are acting with the benefit of all.
Written By Serafine
Nov. 26, 2016, 2:45 a.m.(3/20/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Iovita
So very bright and thoughtful and sweet. I could eat her brains like honey-ed jam.
Written By Cara
Nov. 26, 2016, 2:09 a.m.(3/20/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Orazio
I rather enjoy making him laugh. Perhaps it's foolish to socialize with someone in his position, but it is nice to not feel bad about discussing the weighty things on my mind.
His kitten is ferociously adorable.
His kitten is ferociously adorable.
Written By Sebell
Nov. 26, 2016, 1:36 a.m.(3/20/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Orazio
About as tightly wound as the stitching on his robes. We all know the type. I still have faith that he can be reformed.
Written By Iovita
Nov. 25, 2016, 10:25 p.m.(3/19/1005 AR)
it's likely just a flight of fancy, but it feels like there is something special about the re-opening of igniseri house.
often, a place you visited as a child seems diminished, smaller, once you've encountered it as an adult. i find that isn't the case, here. if anything, the house seems grander, or at least entirely undiminished. i don't know if it's because now i can appreciate everything that has gone into making it what it is, everything that it stands for, or because now i have more than a small and haphazard hand in the planting undertaken in the atrium. (the lawn, as well, but that is mostly grass and needs little actual direction or guidance.) these first few weeks are going to be taken up almost entirely with pruning and inventorying; i have already begun to chart out which plots need a light hand, which a firm one, and which ones just need to be entirely dug-up and re-planted. all of the trees are doing well; the honeysuckle and jasmine the same, although they're also on the list for some heavy trimming back. otherwise, they might overtake the stairs, rather than simply frame them.
at least several of the things that need the most pruning are the prettiest, and most aromatic. i will send bouquets or crowns (depending on whether there is a lot usable or a little) to sylvie and dafne ... perhaps cara? and maybe serafine.
which reminds me -- i have invitations to (requests to have?) tea with serafine and natalia alike. it is the second such from the latter princess, so i really SHOULD do something about that. i need to begin to build my own social capital, to make --. well, no, friends is probably a little hasty. friendly acquaintances? connections, definitely. with people outside my family, and people i already know. i do not know natalia. what i know of her, though, is this: she is considered very pretty, very fashionable, very --
actually, come to think of it, that is all i know. but she has been here longer than i, so no doubt she knows more people and more of the general goings-on, on a level removed from my brothers' interests. she probably would not appreciate shed-dirt or lingering leaves, though. i will have to take extra pains.
i think my first task, upon ceasing this writing, is thinning and training the flowering vines. then, return both invitations -- schedule natalia's first, then serafine's, and answer both with gifts of out-of-season floral cheer.
often, a place you visited as a child seems diminished, smaller, once you've encountered it as an adult. i find that isn't the case, here. if anything, the house seems grander, or at least entirely undiminished. i don't know if it's because now i can appreciate everything that has gone into making it what it is, everything that it stands for, or because now i have more than a small and haphazard hand in the planting undertaken in the atrium. (the lawn, as well, but that is mostly grass and needs little actual direction or guidance.) these first few weeks are going to be taken up almost entirely with pruning and inventorying; i have already begun to chart out which plots need a light hand, which a firm one, and which ones just need to be entirely dug-up and re-planted. all of the trees are doing well; the honeysuckle and jasmine the same, although they're also on the list for some heavy trimming back. otherwise, they might overtake the stairs, rather than simply frame them.
at least several of the things that need the most pruning are the prettiest, and most aromatic. i will send bouquets or crowns (depending on whether there is a lot usable or a little) to sylvie and dafne ... perhaps cara? and maybe serafine.
which reminds me -- i have invitations to (requests to have?) tea with serafine and natalia alike. it is the second such from the latter princess, so i really SHOULD do something about that. i need to begin to build my own social capital, to make --. well, no, friends is probably a little hasty. friendly acquaintances? connections, definitely. with people outside my family, and people i already know. i do not know natalia. what i know of her, though, is this: she is considered very pretty, very fashionable, very --
actually, come to think of it, that is all i know. but she has been here longer than i, so no doubt she knows more people and more of the general goings-on, on a level removed from my brothers' interests. she probably would not appreciate shed-dirt or lingering leaves, though. i will have to take extra pains.
i think my first task, upon ceasing this writing, is thinning and training the flowering vines. then, return both invitations -- schedule natalia's first, then serafine's, and answer both with gifts of out-of-season floral cheer.
Written By Sebell
Nov. 25, 2016, 8:32 p.m.(3/19/1005 AR)
If all the people of Arx are like those that I’ve met thus far -- stealing away in churches to imbibe or affixing fictional smut to the inside bindings of their religious texts -- well then, I’m going to get along just fine here.
Written By Ida
Nov. 25, 2016, 7:56 p.m.(3/19/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Margot
Lady Margot Tyde is someone who I think I have barely crossed paths with, though who has purchased a few things from the shop as well as via commission. She is ever patient on the rare occasion I get behind, which is greatly appreciated. While I recently wrote of a lack of inspiration, a commission of hers actually did inspire me to make a set of hairpins, which she seemed pleased with. It is those moments in which I most love crafting, I think. And despite not really knowing the Lady Tyde, I believe I already like and respect her.
Written By Ida
Nov. 25, 2016, 7:51 p.m.(3/19/1005 AR)
I really need to restock the shop, though I have found myself a bit lacking in inspiration lately. The pull of things to come, perhaps, or things that have already occurred - I'm not sure which.
Written By Orazio
Nov. 25, 2016, 7:33 p.m.(3/19/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Sebell
I've cast Mangata's blessings before, when I was in Southport. Sailors aren't picky about who appeases the goddess so that they can travel the waves in safety. I haven't, however, spent much time with her sworn clergy. I like this one - rather irreverent, but one can hardly fault that in a seapriest. Perhaps I shall ask him if there are any whiskeys he can recommend as being prized in Mangata's eyes.
Written By Orazio
Nov. 25, 2016, 7:31 p.m.(3/19/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Leola
I knew her father, although I had no real association with the daughter. Seeing her skill, it's clear she's inherited the talent for working with beasts of all types. I wonder if she could be engaged to tame the Terror? Although, that might be more than even one of her skill can handle.
Written By Orazio
Nov. 25, 2016, 7:30 p.m.(3/19/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Lark
Continuing a trend for the Grayson ladies, the Princess Lark is a mystery. At least, in this case, the mystery seems a benevolent one. That is one pair of gloves that is never going to come clean, however.
Written By Sabella
Nov. 25, 2016, 6:42 p.m.(3/19/1005 AR)
It happened! My nightingale song is over before it had really begun. Once again I played all this music in my ears, and now their notes are so faint and sad... I tried.... It's over. Mayhap I can turn this tragedy into something worthy of praising Jayus.
Written By Sina
Nov. 25, 2016, 4:27 p.m.(3/18/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Sebell
A priest of Mangata. I know not his name, but I found him at the grotto when I went to visit. Not to worship; I don't, not when others can simply wander in if they fancy. Still, he was there, a blemish on the landscape in his fine white robes with their gold and blue trimming.
I think I like him. He's refreshing, for a once-Thrall.
I think I like him. He's refreshing, for a once-Thrall.
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