Written By Natalia
Nov. 20, 2016, 4:49 p.m.(3/4/1005 AR)
Altruistic
This word has been playing upon my mind recently. I am turning it around in my head. Some will say that there is not a true altruistic act. That even in charity one receives the good feelings that stops it from being selfless.
In my time in the city I have thrown galas and parties. I know that to some it seems like a flighty move on my part. A princess with no concern but partying, but I feel that there should be something to rejoice. Something to remind people that life is meant to be enjoyed. To be savored. We have but one of them.
I have attempted to meet with everyone for teas. It is an urge to learn what composes a person and perhaps allow it to in turn affect me. A friendly face perhaps. A learned and shared connection that would not have been realized.
I have assisted in a purchase of a shop to ensure the livelihood of a person. I have clothed people that had no funds to do so. I have checked to see if families, even outside my own ward, needed help or assistance.
Even through this, I find myself questioning. Is it that I was doing this to feel better? Is it that I was doing this to help? I have not always made the best decisions and I would admit that. I am not skilled for war. I do not understand the military tactics that others than me grasp with alarming clarity. It leaves me uncertain how to help the city, the people and those that I come in contact with.
It is not that I am flighty, at least, I hope I am not viewed as such. It is more I am trying to help, but uncertain where I fit in to do so. I have sought those I trust in times of conflict to help me to find resolution. It has not always been a good turn out. I have slowly started filtering who I can trust and it makes me in turn wonder if I am trustworthy.
How does one become trustworthy? For do we all not think we are doing the right thing, even when we are not? It is just after all is revealed that we can see the error. That error is not shown to us if we continue to stride in half-truths and shadowed deceptions. It is hard to know where to step when the light is shone only where you are standing and people are hinting what direction to go without clarity.
So I wonder what makes a person a good person? Is it the acts that they perform when the eyes are upon them? Or is it the acts that they do without a public display? Does it make you good to clothe those that do not have the means, or is that a silly notion in times of war? As well what do you do when you are not suited for war but support those that are, yet in that support it is shadowed and thus not seen? So then do you appear disinterested and that you do not care?
Some days I find myself with more questions than I have answers. I think this day is one of those.
This word has been playing upon my mind recently. I am turning it around in my head. Some will say that there is not a true altruistic act. That even in charity one receives the good feelings that stops it from being selfless.
In my time in the city I have thrown galas and parties. I know that to some it seems like a flighty move on my part. A princess with no concern but partying, but I feel that there should be something to rejoice. Something to remind people that life is meant to be enjoyed. To be savored. We have but one of them.
I have attempted to meet with everyone for teas. It is an urge to learn what composes a person and perhaps allow it to in turn affect me. A friendly face perhaps. A learned and shared connection that would not have been realized.
I have assisted in a purchase of a shop to ensure the livelihood of a person. I have clothed people that had no funds to do so. I have checked to see if families, even outside my own ward, needed help or assistance.
Even through this, I find myself questioning. Is it that I was doing this to feel better? Is it that I was doing this to help? I have not always made the best decisions and I would admit that. I am not skilled for war. I do not understand the military tactics that others than me grasp with alarming clarity. It leaves me uncertain how to help the city, the people and those that I come in contact with.
It is not that I am flighty, at least, I hope I am not viewed as such. It is more I am trying to help, but uncertain where I fit in to do so. I have sought those I trust in times of conflict to help me to find resolution. It has not always been a good turn out. I have slowly started filtering who I can trust and it makes me in turn wonder if I am trustworthy.
How does one become trustworthy? For do we all not think we are doing the right thing, even when we are not? It is just after all is revealed that we can see the error. That error is not shown to us if we continue to stride in half-truths and shadowed deceptions. It is hard to know where to step when the light is shone only where you are standing and people are hinting what direction to go without clarity.
So I wonder what makes a person a good person? Is it the acts that they perform when the eyes are upon them? Or is it the acts that they do without a public display? Does it make you good to clothe those that do not have the means, or is that a silly notion in times of war? As well what do you do when you are not suited for war but support those that are, yet in that support it is shadowed and thus not seen? So then do you appear disinterested and that you do not care?
Some days I find myself with more questions than I have answers. I think this day is one of those.
Written By Darren
Nov. 20, 2016, 3:09 p.m.(3/3/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Dawn
She is Lady Regent now. The ultimate decision was no surprise to me, though. Here is a woman whose grace and good nature helped unite all the Houses to support her and lift her into this new role. I have no doubt that she'll succeed as Regent, and will continue to do everything necessary to promote the good of the Compact as a whole.
Written By Darren
Nov. 20, 2016, 3:05 p.m.(3/3/1005 AR)
The Assembly is finally behind us, but the news that was uncovered there stays fresh in our present and threatens to severely alter our future. The city is abuzz, as is expected, but outside of Arx there is nothing but silence. We've only just begun to shed light upon the shadowy corners, where information and knowledge was long kept from us.
But we need to stay steady, stay calm. Fear has run rampant and is palpable in the air, but we need to stay strong together so that we can weather the oncoming storm. Let us not be reckless now.
But we need to stay steady, stay calm. Fear has run rampant and is palpable in the air, but we need to stay strong together so that we can weather the oncoming storm. Let us not be reckless now.
Written By Ianthe
Nov. 20, 2016, 2:27 p.m.(3/3/1005 AR)
There is a reason that I don't try to involve myself overmuch in the personal affairs of others unless it is requested. If the result is offending one I considered a good friend, then I think I'm right that people should only be offered assistance if they ask.
Written By Lark
Nov. 20, 2016, 2:25 p.m.(3/3/1005 AR)
I’ve purchased a horse. A gelding. Very beautiful golden creature and gentle of demeanor. I don’t ride. It has never interested me and as it so happens, he cannot be ridden. The two of us crossed paths on one of my routine visits to a little plebeian boy whom I organized a new home for after the Tragedy in the lower boroughs. Although it has been several years, (My has he grown!) displaced children have a tendency to disappear if no one is keeping out a watchful eye. I know that too well.
At any rate, the poor thing was scheduled to be put out of his misery due to injury. (The horse, not the boy!) I happen to have it on the best authority that the issue can be remedied with time and patience. I’ve taken to calling him my little Pinenut.
At any rate, the poor thing was scheduled to be put out of his misery due to injury. (The horse, not the boy!) I happen to have it on the best authority that the issue can be remedied with time and patience. I’ve taken to calling him my little Pinenut.
Written By Alrec
Nov. 20, 2016, 2:07 p.m.(3/3/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Belladonna
My duchess has returned to the city. It seems my work is no longer so laid back. Her careless manner and thirst for excitement is not something I missed. But I did miss her just not the trouble she brings. I'll have to brief the guards on shadowing lesson and so she doesn't even know they are there.
Written By Alrec
Nov. 20, 2016, 2:05 p.m.(3/3/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Max
A request for help from an old friend in his business. I think this might be worth doing and I will have to speak to my sailor to do this errand. It will pay off nicely.
Written By Kima
Nov. 20, 2016, 1:59 p.m.(3/3/1005 AR)
Count Darkwater had delivered a sample of his Black Mountain coffee to me this morning. Between the messenger and one of the ever helpful servants of House Malvici, someone took the time to actually brew the blend and sought to gently wake me with its delicious aroma. Thus woken, I was treated to an enticingly hot beverage on a cold start to the day.
Written By Leola
Nov. 20, 2016, 1:54 p.m.(3/3/1005 AR)
I'm not precisely sure how ... I won an art competition. Against artists! I think perhaps the judges thought my entry was sweet. I don't know.
Five. Thousand. Silver. I ... FIVE THOUSAND SILVER. I could buy ... well. Almost anything. I could get a bow for that. I should get a bow.
Five. Thousand. Silver. I ... FIVE THOUSAND SILVER. I could buy ... well. Almost anything. I could get a bow for that. I should get a bow.
Written By Max
Nov. 20, 2016, 1:47 p.m.(3/3/1005 AR)
One love of my life never lets me down.
Coffee.
Always there. Always strong. Always black as the darkest night.
Thank the gods.
Coffee.
Always there. Always strong. Always black as the darkest night.
Thank the gods.
Written By Pietro
Nov. 20, 2016, 12:26 p.m.(3/3/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Vincere
If you are not going to play the game BY THE RULES, you shouldn't play the game in the first place!
Now I'm going to have to go back through your white journals and see if you have any other poignant little messages for me, you rascal.
Now I'm going to have to go back through your white journals and see if you have any other poignant little messages for me, you rascal.
Written By Pietro
Nov. 20, 2016, 12:25 p.m.(3/3/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Donella
The most perfectly winsome and charming of any punch to the face I've ever taken.
Written By Talen
Nov. 20, 2016, 12:08 p.m.(3/3/1005 AR)
Princess Isolde has been proposed to by Prince Darren and it happened during the Assembly. It seems she has made her condition; he must give her the stars in exchange for her hand.
Nothing short of this is acceptable, after all, for a Velenosa princess.
Nothing short of this is acceptable, after all, for a Velenosa princess.
Written By Talen
Nov. 20, 2016, noon(3/3/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Eleyna
They call her the Black Widow, they say her touch can poison a man. Whether true or not, her mind is sharp and therefore as dangerous. The woman is not the girl she was years ago in Lenosia, for certain.
Written By Talen
Nov. 20, 2016, 11:57 a.m.(3/3/1005 AR)
The archduchess' desire for a cat has been curbed due to my snake, Hiss. If a lion is the next best thing, maybe I need a bigger serpent. Do basilisks exist?
Written By Cicero
Nov. 20, 2016, 11:27 a.m.(3/3/1005 AR)
Bravery to try
Ice, Snow. So cold on the hands.
Sculpted to beauty
Ice, Snow. So cold on the hands.
Sculpted to beauty
Written By Leola
Nov. 20, 2016, 9:24 a.m.(3/3/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Juliet
Lady Juliet Fidante, understanding I train both animals and people in better handling of such, asked for instruction. I was only too pleased to help, explaining and demonstrating how a falcon is directed with hand movements and food.
She seemed to find it all very amusing.
I didn't even know you could turn flower petals into a food.
She seemed to find it all very amusing.
I didn't even know you could turn flower petals into a food.
Written By Juliet
Nov. 20, 2016, 9:14 a.m.(3/3/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Leola
I don't think anyone's ever treated me like a -falcon- before.
Still, the lesson was very instructive. I have been trained well.
I'll be the best damn falcon Fidante ever had, if need be.
I will never stop giggling about this.
Still, the lesson was very instructive. I have been trained well.
I'll be the best damn falcon Fidante ever had, if need be.
I will never stop giggling about this.
Written By Yasmine
Nov. 20, 2016, 7:39 a.m.(3/2/1005 AR)
Life is so exciting!
Written By Juliet
Nov. 20, 2016, 7:36 a.m.(3/2/1005 AR)
Sometimes, just surrendering all your cares and worries to someone else, to become nothing more than a subject to be worked and soothed, is delightful.
Whispers are very good at making one forget the rest of the world.
Whispers are very good at making one forget the rest of the world.
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