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Written By Jacinthe

Aug. 12, 2016, 3:58 p.m.(4/12/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Malorie

Such is her highness' winning ways that I, who has never ridden a day in my life, and who has no great fondness of horses, still promised away what will no doubt be a great fortune for the honor of purchasing one of Valardin's latest foals. Really, it ought to be the Whisper who provokes a patron into paying dearly while also enjoying being allowed that privilege.

Having the tables turned is great novelty indeed.

Written By Jacinthe

Aug. 12, 2016, 3:55 p.m.(4/12/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Esera

Such depth and presence as the Archduchess possesses is rarely encountered. She is a study in contrasts: strength with sorrow, delicacy with a fierce intelligence, youth with ability. Her charisma is arresting and even I, who has been fortunate enough to decorate the arms of some of the finest, most impressive people in Arx, found myself grasping for composure. The right words, the right turn of phrase, the right glance that might keep and hold her attention, or soothe some of the strain that comes of what she must carry.

One grieves the loss of her mother Carlotta, of course, but it seems certain that Velenosa is in more than capable hands.

Written By Jacinthe

Aug. 12, 2016, 3:49 p.m.(4/12/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Isolde

When I first met her highness, I'm not sure what I expected. One hears such tales of Mirrormasks and I hadn't had previous occasion to interact with one of their number. I had anticipated coldness and found warmth. I had thought to find single-minded purpose, a fixation on subjects that most of us would rather forget as we go through the day to day. Instead, I found the very opposite of that, what seemed an authentic desire to shine her grace and generosity on those around her.

I am most impressed and very much looking forward to future encounters.

Written By Jacinthe

Aug. 12, 2016, 3:44 p.m.(4/12/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Acacia

I shouldn't tease her as I do with my lady this, my lady that, when no one is near enough to hear it, but it was Mistress Culler who proposed a friendship between us and so it is Mistress Culler who must accept responsibility for what it is to be a friend of mine.

Teasing aside, I find her energy and insight to be every bit a match for my own. Some might find that formidable, even intimidating, to be faced with a person as sensitive to nuance as one's self. I find it refreshing even while anticipating there will be very little I'll be able to get past her.

Written By Freja

Aug. 12, 2016, 1:22 p.m.(4/12/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Lydia

Younger sister of Nadia. She says she enjoys all things Northern, but her girlish squeals and tavern talk grate on my ears. If the conversation could be tweaked in subject matter, I could find myself staying for another ale.

Written By Freja

Aug. 12, 2016, 1:20 p.m.(4/12/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Talen

Honey and vinegar. He offers me lessons in 'Southern social warfare', and I give him a few in return from my own line of work, scouting. He arrived for a lesson in steel. A source of amusement, though I do not think he realizes it, while also a good counter for banter. I like him. He is what he presents, unapologetically so. Tit fot tat, I will have to glean more. The prize requested in the form of -that- information surprised even me...

Written By Calain

Aug. 12, 2016, 6:16 a.m.(4/11/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Alaric

There are two kinds of animal who hibernate. Some do so seasonally no matter the circumstance, the other kind only hibernates when they need to. When a predator forces them underground and they have insufficient food to otherwise survive or other similar hardships. Is this your state cousin? Is the malady that affects you one that your enemies chose? Or one you did to escape their will?

In either case, wherever you are cousin, stay strong, take heart, we are coming for you.

Written By Calain

Aug. 12, 2016, 6:15 a.m.(4/11/1004 AR)

I wonder is the ragged and dirty man who sleeps under the stars the same as the clean and groomed one in the latest fashions who sleeps upon a feather stuffed bed? It is strange how one’s clothes, trappings and environment can shape the way we feel, or even the way we act without even realizing it. This of course begs the question, which of the two men is the real one? Is there a man beneath who is the real man? But how can that be so when you cannot bereft a man of environment entirely to see this real figure beneath? How can something which is no more than a weighted average of a person’s masks be a real person?

Or are we all indeed not a man, but rather a legion. Each version of ourselves no less real than any other, all strangers to each other and the world. Every time you meet an old friend are you meeting that same person you met the week previous, or a new person who merely shares their face and much of their memory and attitude but with no ability to predict from one day to the next which parts of your friend will be in the make up of this new person?

Our effect on the world is much like the effect of pushing your hand against the rear of a painting, the depicted scene does indeed change, but what matters more, the way the hand pushes or the picture against which it pushes. And when all the world sees is but the shifting of the picture how are they to know that it is really a hand and not a claw that made that change?

Written By Margot

Aug. 11, 2016, 7:18 p.m.(4/10/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Edain

I don't believe that I have ever met such a genuinely good and honorable person in my life.

Written By Acacia

Aug. 11, 2016, 8:16 a.m.(4/8/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Niccolo

I had a very deliberate purpose when Duke Niccolo Velenosa first granted me his audience, but I was still surprised when he did. I'm very aware of my status. I'm comfortable with it, really. Yet, my resolve and boldness was met with his reflective answers and a remarkable attention to detail despite it. He received me with grace, questioning where it was due, but never exceeding what was necessary for the mere sake of curiosity or prying. He understands that guarded side of me, which I can only assume was one of the many things he picked up when training among his soldiers. Business was, and is, first and foremost, and those lines have never blurred. With our differing priorities and the leagues between us, I really can't emphasize enough how important that is to me.

I'm a person who's protective of my own freedom, my home, my family. He knows exactly where my loyalties lie and what boundaries I will never cross. But he's supported my endeavors with the Boroughs when others snubbed them, provided me with more opportunities than someone like me should ever really have, and offers me a guiding hand when needed. We've crossed sharpened blades and bare fists in training nearly as often as we've shared words; a persisting reminder of just how many arenas he excels in. Friendship isn't a word that I'd use to describe it. It doesn't fit. But I couldn't have fathomed a more compatible patron.

Written By Acacia

Aug. 11, 2016, 7:33 a.m.(4/8/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Jacinthe

Courtesan Jacinthe Whisper embodies everything which the Whisper House is known for; a testament of both perception and grace, being a fluent wordsmith, a provider of visual and, of course, granting entertainment which caters remarkably well to those who she's in the company of. It makes her a delight to be around (that is part of the point, after all) and she's certainly amusing to merely watch at times. I've written plenty of good words about her since I've met her, but I don't think it's necessary. She's more than capable of carving a path herself and I'm curious to where it'll take her.

Written By Acacia

Aug. 11, 2016, 7:28 a.m.(4/8/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Denon

I'd like to say that I chanced upon Courtier Denon through random circumstance, but that isn't true. His reputation as an artist, in many facets, precedes him and I was rather intent on getting to know the man. He was professional on all levels, able to provide both charm and joke amid even talks of business and coin, yet establish clear boundaries to make it certain what to expect. I admit that I'm curious to see how he engages others and if he'll pick up the hints they drop for him. There's a lot to learn from those of his abilities, after all.

Written By Alarissa

Aug. 11, 2016, 7:25 a.m.(4/8/1004 AR)

I did not expected to marry Prince Vance Valardin. I must be honest, that I considered him disturbingly pious and strict. However, I found out that he was a perfect man. It was so easy to fall in love with him. He was my brightest sun. He was my moon in the darkness. He was my river. He was my wings. He was my color and he had to be my anchor. Though, the Gods decided that he is too good to this world and just turned him into my chains. I know that he would like me to break those chains to live a life and not waste it looking at the past. I shall not disappoint him and gracefully face the future.

Written By Alarissa

Aug. 11, 2016, 6:48 a.m.(4/8/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Malorie

The beauty who was teared out of the hands of her family. One could only suspect that such a terrible event would make such a delicate flower to wither down and drop its blooms. However, she comes home strong and flowering, ready to adorn Valardin's name.

Written By Alarissa

Aug. 11, 2016, 6:39 a.m.(4/8/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Gareth

Sometimes this cousin of mine strikes me as a very easy puzzle which I solved long time ago. However, sometimes I am worried that I do not know the man at all. What if he is a very hard puzzle which I've yet to solve?

Written By Alarissa

Aug. 11, 2016, 6:37 a.m.(4/8/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Edain

Edain is everything what Oathlanders could expect their leader to be. He is a paragon of knightly virtues such as:

* Courage: a true leader must have the courage of the heart necessary to undertake tasks which are difficult, tedious or unglamorous, and to graciously accept the sacrifices involved.

* Justice: a true leader holds himself to the highest standard of behavior, and knows that “fudging” on the little rules is a weakness.

* Mercy: a true leader knows that words and attitude can be painful weapons. He tries to create a sense of peace rather than engendering hostility.

* Generosity: a true leader is sharing his wisdom, energy, attention, silver with the ones who approach them for his help.

* Hope: a true leader inspires people all around.

* Faith: a true leader is always faithful to his promises, no matter how big or small they may be.

Written By Alarissa

Aug. 11, 2016, 6:33 a.m.(4/8/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Dagon

Lord Dagon Thrax is a future of house Thrax. He is wise and intelligent. He is very gallant and loyal. I admire his devotion to his family and their vassals. Prince Donrai Thrax must be very proud of his grandson who is a true image of respectful and respect-worth nobleman.

Written By Alarissa

Aug. 11, 2016, 6:31 a.m.(4/8/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Valencia

She is one of those many beauties of Arvum. It happens, that her beauty blurs with the others and she disappears in the crowd. Though, each woman wants to stand out and be special. Princess Valencia Redrain tries very hard to come up as unique and extraordinary. Though, she overdoes it at times.

Written By Alarissa

Aug. 11, 2016, 6:23 a.m.(4/8/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Victus

There are those who call themselves 'lords' and there are those who are worthy of carrying such a title. As much as I respect the House of Thrax, I can not respect a man who:

* makes fun of the dead;
* uses barbaric language in front of a lady;
* doesn't know how to apologize;
* publicly mocks a lady;
* is quick to offend people...

The list is not yet finished. I believe that many could find more to add. However, we shall not forget that everyone is worth a chance at redemption. I hope that the time will come when the Gods will send a challenge to this man through which he will find true values and a new path. Time changes people.

Written By Kima

Aug. 11, 2016, 2:46 a.m.(4/8/1004 AR)

The little soiree hosted jointly by Archduchess Esera Velenosa and Lady Calista Fidante was a fine chance to do several things: enjoy good wine, show off, people watch, and swim. The Bay of Thrax is by no means comparable to the waters off of Southport it must be said, but the night was balmy and the sea refreshing.

Even if I, through nefarious means, may have gotten a bit more of a taste of it than I might have preferred.

Now, if I were to be pressed, I sincerely doubt I could choose a single person that stood out amongst the rest. Divided between men and women, the ladies stole the show - as is most often the case. Whispers abounded, and the sisters Velenosa were lovely as always. The Sword of Lenosia, along with two of the Inquisition, stood out as being 'wrongly' attired, but I am hardly one to judge.

So I enjoyed myself, flitting about and playing the idle socialite. It was not such a bad way to spend the evening. And yet I cannot help but wonder if the intense stare of a certain man had little, if anything, to do with my vaunted beauty.

What a shame.

P.S. I received the most darling little seashell, simply for attending! What a quaint notion.

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