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Written By Freja

July 10, 2016, 9:04 p.m.(12/26/1003 AR)

I have left my Northern home to journey to Arx, where there is unease as the city is uncertain, this King in a comatose state from what I gather. Already I miss the snows, the Red Run. The River. My home. But, I have family here and I will be needed I feel. It is a journey none take lightly, and none never should. I find myself still wearing the leathers I traveled in, wrapped in my cloak at night to catch the faint scent of snow still lingering in the furs. These southerners and their fashions, their pomp and superfluous fashion, is something entirely. A new battlefield to traverse and conquer.

Written By Freja

July 10, 2016, 8:52 p.m.(12/26/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Fergus

Recently rejoined in company, his temper and moods are the same as always. I do wish to help him, but you can only help someone as much as they will help themselves. I love and trust him dearly. Here's to hoping he'll lift my spirits and I his.

Written By Bliss

July 10, 2016, 7:59 p.m.(12/26/1003 AR)

    A few days after the wine tasting, I found myself visiting the Ambassador Salon. The Whisper House made mention of wishing to seek out new patrons, as this is where we get most of the House's wealth, and I'd sought to find a sponsor. I did, though in an unlikely place. I first met Prince Aurelian Valardin, a scholar seeking to restore lost knowledge. He was not terribly receptive, and left fairly early. Sir Ralston, however, was far more receptive despite his lower rank. He flirted (of course!) and we had a duel. I won handily, but he was a good sport about it. I doubt he could ever afford my company, but perhaps we'll spar at some point.

Written By Ravna

July 10, 2016, 7:56 p.m.(12/26/1003 AR)

To Archscholar Aldwin:

A most curious man entered today to deliver his journal. He appeared to doodle nonsense on a page, as follows.


I must again repeat my petition for transfer to the Lower Library and away from the Audience Hall. I have been advised that my health has become imperiled from my sessions with Lord Victus and Lady Kima, and sessions such as this speed my decline. I implore you, in the name of Lagoma, have pity.

Written By Ravna

July 10, 2016, 7:52 p.m.(12/26/1003 AR)

Red...the colour of blood, of sunrises, of sunsets and shit wine. The kind of wine you know is going to get you fucked up, fucked over and fuck. The good sort of shitty wine. That were, you know, the colour of her hair. Her. Hair. But...but, but, but. B-U-T.

Oh, her voice.

Her voice, clearly, is that of some messenger of Gloria. Maybe Toria? Tivvy? The God of Wine and War. Oh, but her voice!

Then of course there is that boooooody! Not the sort to give birth to bear-men, but, oh! Such arms! Such fists! I do not know whether to fuck, or to fight, maybe both? Do I play dice, and cheat (though I never need to cheat) just to be caught and start a fight? O BUT HER VOICE, DEAR GODS!

She even fed Rabbitsfoot, this glorious, gorgeous, gargantuan woman of genuine generosity and gratuitous violence. If she were to read to me, in that voice, well, I may just play dice with The King.

Well, you know, when he wakes up.

Written By Ravna

July 10, 2016, 7:42 p.m.(12/26/1003 AR)

Nightgolds. Night-in-Golds? Whichever, however. Redanian's who support this legendary rite of passage, you know, up in the mountains: Of young men wrestling bears and killing them, for the right to take a woman! While the women, burse the orphaned cubs! Heee! This explains so very much, you know, because if you make a Redanian woman run fast enough, she will start a fire with her legs. It is all the hair. Oh, and, I learned today you know, that Noblegolds Nethergelds? Whichever. Their nipples! Dipped in ink, make glorious quills!

Written By Donella

July 10, 2016, 7:40 p.m.(12/26/1003 AR)

I attended a tournament. Half a tournament, actually. I had been making petty wagers with Princess Alis Valardin and a Culler from the lower borroughs; I had been actually about to make the acquaintance of His Grace, her brother. That's where things went awry.

I don't know what possessed me, but I saw the Sword of Velanosa cast caltrops upon the list field, to lame his opponent's horse, a fine gray, at least 17 hands. And I cried out the foul. Just, blurted it. Yelled it, actually.

People snickered, and commented on how 'cute' was my reaction... how NATURAL. Humiliating. But I wonder if they aren't simply used to looking the other way when they see such shameful waste for pleasure, and no one calling it wicked. After that, though, the crowd became agitated, as the man was disqualified. For a few minutes, I feared I may have started a riot.

But things settled... And I left, my appreciation of the whole affair spoiled. But the action or by my misstep, I know not. Certainly, it was a thing that my Grandfather would never have done. I surely have caused some to question what sort of Thrax I am.

Written By Ida

July 10, 2016, 7:21 p.m.(12/26/1003 AR)

Don't get me wrong. I love a nice, stately ceremonial type of blade as much as the next person. One that has gems and metal from times long forgotten, that I can only perhaps dream of working some day. Crafting them can be a true labor of honor, to be trusted in such a way with such an august weapon. Other times, I am thrilled to work on a blade that I know will see use, will draw blood in an honorable way. Thanks to the kind words of Duchess Nadia and Prince Fergus, Princess Freja Redrain sent word about commissioning a sword. We met at The Spirits, which is a comfortable establishment. Doesn't make me feel out of place like The Ambassador often does. In any case, I really enjoyed the meeting. The princess is rather no frills and her sword was to be similarly so. Ice and snow type of sword, which I really enjoyed forging.

Written By Donella

July 10, 2016, 7:15 p.m.(12/26/1003 AR)

If any in the house were forwarned of my Grandfather's arrival, they certainly did not pass that knowledge along to me. The Prince of Maelstrom does love to keep us on our toes. When I was summoned, I found him with Lady Tyde. As sharp as I left him across the Bay. The circumstances of my dear cousin Genny's death-- Queen Genevieve, I should say, have his undivided attention. But he does not say who will be receiving especially receiving it.

Then there was His Majesty's particular slight against us. Leaving the city on a hunting party with his favorites, so soon after his wife's death-- well, it doesn't exactly speak of a mourning state of mind, or even respect, does it? It was very poorly done.

Which has only casts more suspicion on US, when the whole party, his Majesty included, returns in body only. Revenge, they say. But it only goes to show how deeply we are misunderstood-- so far as I know, no one on the receiving end of Thrax justice has ever slept as a result. And we were on friendly terms with at least some of the hunting party. Where, then, is our motive?

In the meantime though, with the realm in a state of upheaval, headless, the party seems to go on. Even for people who have lost near kin. The conduct of these people is startling to me. But this is the task that was set before me. Dagon, at least, does well here. As does Victor, who is little altered. In a world that seems hardly recognizable, I rely on the things which are constant to mark my way.

Written By Ida

July 10, 2016, 7:12 p.m.(12/26/1003 AR)

I made a set of somewhat Redrain themed armor for Prince Fergus Redrain, which he seemed pleased enough by. Well, he wears it, so I suspect it meets his approval. Sometimes I believe I can tell his thoughts, but it can be a dicey thing, that. I thought the armor set was good work, so that was that. He recently requested a sword and that one I really enjoyed crafting. Dark, gray, and without much pomp or luster, but that's mostly what he requested. I etched a small knot on the cross-guard - not sure if he noticed and/or would approve, but I took the chance regardless. It tends to be so much more satisfying crafting something for someone I've spent time with sometimes. Makes it feel more personal when I work.

Written By Ida

July 10, 2016, 7:01 p.m.(12/26/1003 AR)

While it is still fairly early days for me in the city, I find myself already somewhat torn between what set of armors might be my favorite. Princess Alis' blue flame set I just love, if it isn't awful of me to say about my own work. The themes truly come from those that make the commission requests, though, so I suppose the compliments are owed to them. The set that vies with Princess Alis' is Duchess Nadia Nightgold's set. She requested the colors of her family, reds and gold, as well as strike fear into the hearts of Shav'avarni - and be stylish. The colors were a real joy to work with and I favored the flow between them a lot, I must admit. Two swords as well, to match the armor. She seemed pleased with them, which was a relief, y'know? Sometimes I love something and the receiver thinks I'm mad, ha.

Written By Ida

July 10, 2016, 6:55 p.m.(12/26/1003 AR)

I fairly suck at keeping my journal as it properly should be. I know I should not allow myself to get so caught up in fighting or the forge, but I have lately and can only blame myself. So much has occurred and perhaps some will already be lost in detail because of my dawdling.

    I /was/ quite busy with work and Prince Edain has been beyond gracious in allowing me to work for members of other houses. I've yet to make him a new set or a sword of any sort. I am rather hoping to get my skills up so I can make him something truly worthy the leader of House Valardin. I haven't thought of just /how/ I want to do it, yet, so theme is something to continue to consider.

    I am rather proud of the sets for Princess Marian and Princess Alis, respectively. Princess Marian's took me days - I could not get it quite right. The dragon of the forest theme, though, I was super pleased with. A nod to her history, y'know? For Princess Alis, with her stunning pale hair, I did not want to do a white set though, despite house colors. Pale grays with blue dragon flame ended up as the theme and I loved it so much, I might make myself a knife somewhat like it. She requested a sword to match the set, which I obliged. It feels good to help arm my House and better yet that they seemed pleased with the work.

Written By Alrec

July 10, 2016, 6:50 p.m.(12/26/1003 AR)

It has been a week, the ship's hull has been scraped and pulled back into sea. We settled on a smaller sail this time to use the rest of the money to train the deputies and that has allowed us to recruit more sailors which was one of our priorities. I have had the chance to meet various important figures but the one to note is the pugilist Ida whom I have been training with. I feel that by taking boxing back up that it'll keep my mind busy. The House doesn't ask much from me and when it does I've been able to stay one step ahead of them and give them instant results which only strengthens my appeal towards them. I have attended a couple tournaments and have a hard time finding them appealing. It is one thing to kill a man in combat and it is another to play pretend but I suppose each their own. Ms. Acacia is holding a Riverside Feast in a couple days. I'm looking forward to that. When we met it wasn't the best of meetings. I suppose House Velenosa reminding me where I belong as they tend to do, so it was brisk and I don't know. I should have just handled it with a messenger. Victus, I mean Lord Victus now, is holding a Street Feast of his own which I am looking forward to and I am sure the crew too. Everyone has been working hard so I think the timing is perfect. I've allowed the men some leave but the rest are on duty until those come back, and so on. The quartermaster is dealing with it.

Written By Dagon

July 10, 2016, 6:31 p.m.(12/26/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Alarissa

The Masquerade ball hosted by Princess Alarissa Valardin was quite the event, and she was quite the hostess. I didn't win the vote for the best costume, but she made sure to let me know she appreciated the thoughtfulness with which I chose my mask, which was quite gracious of her. We spoke at length, I look forward to getting to know her further.

Written By Acacia

July 10, 2016, 6:17 p.m.(12/26/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Hammar

He's a big fucker, isn't he? I imagine I could make that prettier somehow, but the description seems really apt. Ulbran knew what he was doing when he brought him into the fold, I imagine. I have to admit that I like the guy, though. With the lines as they were in the Boroughs, we'll never be the swiftest of friends, but a number of thrown rocks and an exchanged bit of food or so won't hurt. We'll see how it goes in the next several weeks and have to go from there.

Written By Margot

July 10, 2016, 5:25 p.m.(12/25/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Edain

When young girls close their eyes and think of a prince, I believe Prince Edain is exactly the sort of charming they imagine might ride in with his sword and shield and save them from the monsters in this world. Would that all the houses were so noble we would never need fight amongst ourselves.

Written By Bliss

July 10, 2016, 2:43 p.m.(12/25/1003 AR)

    A number of days ago, I caught wind of a wine tasting being held. Of course I simply had to attend, but I'd also soon found myself with an invitation from the hostess: Princess Isolde Velenosa, expressing intent to have the House purchase some of the wine. I accepted. I had a grand and glorious time, meeting quite a number of influential nobles. The Princess and I hit off wonderfully, teasing a few others present; particularly Prince Kieran Redrain, who had apparently made advances upon Her Highness. The wine was second to none as well! In the end, I think I secured a patron for more than just the Whisper House at this event. I look forward to what the future brings. Such new and interesting possibilities from a single party that I originally attended just to sample some alcohol.

Written By Viviana

July 10, 2016, 2:26 p.m.(12/25/1003 AR)

I missed the Tournament Calista held the other night. It often seems that I'm unable to attend many of the most popular social events. It's a shame, it would've been quite enjoyable to watch or participate in I think. Curious that neither Kima nor Victus took part, I think they're cut from the same cloth in a lot of ways. Rumours abound about Talen's cheating in the finals yet I have to wonder was it actually against any listed rules? If not that is really the fault of the tournament organizers and not the Sword, I should offer him a job in House Pravus sometime, we're much more used to weathering allegations than our cousins and have developed it into something of a fine art.

Written By Alis

July 10, 2016, 2:17 p.m.(12/25/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Alarissa

Alis never expected to really have to act in a 'Princess-like' manner. She'd be a knight, do the family proud, and that's it. But now? Now she knows she wears multiple hats and although being a Knight is the first and foremost one... how the hell DOES she act like a Princess? For that, she looks up to Alarissa. She sees her as the epitome of what a good Princess is. Her manners, her ability to put together an event, and her graciousness. Even her social ambition. Alis' looks up to her so she can try to emulate it.

Written By Ailith

July 10, 2016, 9:59 a.m.(12/25/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Rohkir

An unusual man, not just in his height, I somehow doubt that he holds to the faith of the pantheon but for all that he was willing to aid with my efforts to deliver alms. He does however seem to feel strangely strongly about not participating in tournaments and walking around bleeding whilst neglecting medical attention is more than passingly odd.

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