Written By Orazio
Nov. 23, 2016, 12:41 a.m.(3/10/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Eirene
Meeting her again, I am pleased to say that she remains admirable. Perhaps even more so, with the passing of time. It is good to have her here, come what may.
Written By Lark
Nov. 22, 2016, 11:18 p.m.(3/10/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Cicero
...am I to suppose that was for my benefit?
Written By Joscelin
Nov. 22, 2016, 11:06 p.m.(3/10/1005 AR)
They said what?
No. No, that wasn't me.
Look, if I could blush -that long- in a public place, I'd be ... passed out by now. Honestly. Blood rushing up to my face? It's terrible. I can't speak, can't think. Mostly just sit there, flap my hands, and squeak.
... well I don't know, who's your source? Tavern gossip is hardly-
... Oh.
[throat is cleared]
Alrightwellmaybethatwasme.
Written By Aureth
Nov. 22, 2016, 10:56 p.m.(3/10/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Hana
I know that a white journal is a public speech, and while I don't think that many are particularly interested in what I have to say -- unlike others of my family, I am not a particularly entertaining source of drama -- I do not know what value it may have that I tell the world this, if there is any value to be had in it at all.
All right.
I have a daughter.
I didn't know. I might never have known. Her mother knew what I was, and probably guessed at what I was likely to become; her mother made that call.
But now she is an adult, and she has unmade that choice for herself.
I have a daughter. Her name is Hana Grayhope. I give her the name freely, if she wants to take it. I give her whatever comes with the name, whatever protection, whatever ... attendant social grace or, unfortunately, lack thereof.
A father is supposed to give you a lot of things that she's never had from me, and I have no idea what any of them are, but I'm pretty sure if anybody has anything to say against her, I'll owe them a black eye.
I don't love you, kid, because I barely know who you are. But whatever else I am, I'm here, and I'll say it public same as I would in private.
Family's what matters to me.
Written By Natalia
Nov. 22, 2016, 10 p.m.(3/10/1005 AR)
Written By Dominique
Nov. 22, 2016, 9:08 p.m.(3/10/1005 AR)
Written By Tulasam
Nov. 22, 2016, 7 p.m.(3/10/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Dawn
Written By Eirene
Nov. 22, 2016, 6:37 p.m.(3/10/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Orazio
I see old faces of people I knew in my youth and they reassure me that -SOME- bastards here know what they're doing. And it's good to have a clergyman I can trust in a high position who can -do- something about all of this.
But as part of our conversation went; someone is taking out the old hard bastards who have lived and seen plenty of shit in their day. Leaving all these untested youth behind to face gods only know what...
How long until we're next and the funerals are for us?
Written By Marian
Nov. 22, 2016, 4:52 p.m.(3/10/1005 AR)
Written By Calypso
Nov. 22, 2016, 4:34 p.m.(3/9/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Anze
Luckily, I rather enjoy his company as well. Driven, passionate northerner that he is. He fights like any true champion I've ever seen and he's straight forward which I appreciate.
... I have no idea what I'm doing ...
Yes. One up the buck. I'd like to see this.
Written By Alis
Nov. 22, 2016, 4:28 p.m.(3/9/1005 AR)
The only explanation I have given, of course, is that someone thinks he is funny, and I am not weak! NOT W-E-A-K. I hope you heard that all the way in your ward, Prince!
Written By Donella
Nov. 22, 2016, 4:18 p.m.(3/9/1005 AR)
By all means, though, continue to send pastry! Offer to maim for me! You romantics, you.
Written By Eirene
Nov. 22, 2016, 3:31 p.m.(3/9/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Anze
I had jokingly asked if the dead deer he sent us earlier was an apology or a flirtation and he said it was to thank Caly for her hospitality.
Is there a fucking book in the North - The Language of Dead Things? If you send someone a headless beaver it means you want to shag them, if you send them a dead skunk it means you're in a blood feud, if you send them three skinned rabbits does that mean you're hoping they'll cook them for dinner for you? Or that you're sorry for betraying the confidence of a bar-room discussion over whiskey?
To be fair, he -also- gave me whiskey which I always accept as an apology. So. Apology gladly accepted. I'm not cooking him dinner though.
Written By Joscelin
Nov. 22, 2016, 3:25 p.m.(3/9/1005 AR)
I am envious.
-Envious-.
Written By Anze
Nov. 22, 2016, 12:23 p.m.(3/9/1005 AR)
......
Still, it was definitely worth it.
.....
I'm going to have tah one up that now, aren't I?
Written By Alis
Nov. 22, 2016, 10:58 a.m.(3/9/1005 AR)
Letting go of one's burdens for an evening was easy; but for longer? Not so much. I sat there in the park for hours, just staring at that half visible image of the etched dragon. Elora, a faithful family servant since long before Sanctum's tragedy, brought me cups of hot cider to keep me warm although I tried to assure her I was fine. She worries like a mother hen over her charges. And All of us living at the manor are definitely her charges. But it is peaceful and quiet here, and that allows me time to think.
How do I do it? How do I move past it? Justice for them feels like a pipe dream, but they deserve that much. And it is the least I can do, for not being there with them. I owe them that, and I will do what it takes to find it for them. And then I can move forward with a clean conscience.
Until then, I suppose the goal of justice will have to do, to lift that particular burden. And after the hours it took to reach that conclusion, it's time to go fluter Elora with a hug and kiss on the cheek for her care.
Written By Juliet
Nov. 22, 2016, 5:39 a.m.(3/8/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Nadia
She is kind and generous, both with her time and her gifts. She has what seems like a genuine interest in the women of this city.
And yet, I find myself wanting more.
Is that your secret, Nadia? Always leave them wanting more?
Written By Juliet
Nov. 22, 2016, 5:37 a.m.(3/8/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Dafne
Certainly, her perspective is unique, and her compliments come from interesting angles.
But I don't know that I'd call her morbid.
I look forward to reading her stories. I hope I'm in them.
Written By Isolde
Nov. 22, 2016, 12:55 a.m.(3/8/1005 AR)
Death.
Love.
They don't discriminate between the saint and the sinner, the righteous and the reflection.
They just take, and take, and take.
We continue to live.
We continue to love.
We continue to make our mistakes, find our way, and we press on.
We rise to heights untold, falling through the deepest depths.
And for the strong of us, there will be a reason we survive, and the bounty, the fortune of the future will be ours.
If we work, and we remain patient.
If we remain patient.
Written By Morrighan
Nov. 21, 2016, 9:53 p.m.(3/7/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Eos
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