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Written By Cillian

May 7, 2023, 5:49 p.m.(10/8/1019 AR)

Falling, falling, into the unknown,
Gravity's grasp, pulling me down alone,
Flailing and fighting, for control in vain,
As the world rushes up, to meet me again.

The wind whips by, as I tumble and spin,
My heart racing fast, my mind in a spin,
I close my eyes, and feel the rush,
As I hurtle towards, the ground in a hush.

Written By Delia

May 7, 2023, 12:25 p.m.(10/7/1019 AR)

As the autumn breeze sweeps through the streets of Arx, the leaves rustle and fall from their trees, blanketing the ground with a tapestry of oranges, yellows, and reds. The air is crisp and cool, carrying the scent of spiced cider and pumpkin pies from the bakeries nearby. As I walk through the city, I feel a sense of nostalgia and peace wash over me, as if the changing of the seasons is bringing new possibilities and opportunities for growth. The world around me is transforming, shedding its old skin and embracing the beauty of change. I can't help but feel a sense of excitement for what is to come, both in my personal life and in the world around me.

Written By Ahrsen

May 7, 2023, 11:48 a.m.(10/7/1019 AR)

Zyn, an Admiral! Well ah'll be! Aye, I still remember when she was a stowaway and trying to just get by. Kinda makes a Captain proud to see his old first mate do so well.

Written By Ahrsen

May 7, 2023, 11:46 a.m.(10/7/1019 AR)

Well the Silver Consortium seem like good enough folks, happy to do some shipping for them.

Written By Vandorean

May 7, 2023, 11:46 a.m.(10/7/1019 AR)

Spent thhis evening with Delia at the Dire Bee, place still has as good of food and drink as ever.

Written By Vandorean

May 7, 2023, 11:44 a.m.(10/7/1019 AR)

We returned to Artshall to rebuild but found some treasures from the past.

Written By Ripley

May 7, 2023, 11:10 a.m.(10/7/1019 AR)

I think, I made something I don't want to sell. It's done, and breathtaking and it took forever to decide what to do with the platinum. I don't know that I want to sell it. So many pieces in it were gifted to me. But to see it gather dust on a bust would be wrong too. I don't know. I'm not in my right mind.

Am I ever in my right mind.

I know that answer. The answer is no Ripley, you are never in your right mind.

Written By Medeia

May 7, 2023, 8:41 a.m.(10/7/1019 AR)

It is hard to believe I spent most of the spring and summer with my head down, focused on the quiet but ever-present duties that come with the roles I have the honor of fulfilling. I am glad to report that much more of my time was spent attending births and welcoming souls than tending the ills and injuries of the city. It has been a long time since the scales tipped for that particular imbalance. And after that awful storm, there was much work to be done to restore the garden at the sanctuary. I am pleased to say that it recovered beautifully and flourishes as it has any other year. The final push for harvest to make the last batch of medicines for the year will come in a month or so.

It is hard to admit that I have been remiss in social obligations. There once was a time when I could be found everywhere, seemingly all at once. It is harder to do when the rest of the house is back home, focusing on the things that needed doing in the wake of the war. That, too, has been quiet, which I can only assume is good - bad news tends to travel much faster across the waters.

And there are weddings to attend, soon! What a lovely thing. It has been a true relief to have things to feel hopeful about.

Written By Cufre

May 7, 2023, 8 a.m.(10/7/1019 AR)

I don't have the comfortable ways of talking that Felicia did, but I go to the meetings because she'd want me to.

This one ended quickly and left me feeling... itchy?



Written By Dacian

May 7, 2023, 12:22 a.m.(10/6/1019 AR)

Trust is fragile, handle with care.
Once broken, it's hard to repair.

Written By Raymesin

May 6, 2023, 6:10 p.m.(10/6/1019 AR)

So I was approached the other day, Scholar, to see if I'd be amenable to something. It was something I'd never even thought about, but now that I have, I can't stop thinking about it - and I'm torn. Truly torn. What will I do if it actually happens? I'm not sure. I really don't know. But I just can't stop wondering.

Written By Sira

May 6, 2023, 10:08 a.m.(10/5/1019 AR)

The act of making a public declaration is one I typically reserve for non-personal business - things relating to the shop or the Silver Consortium. However, this feels momentous enough to chronicle for the masses: I have (re)sworn to Grayson.

As someone born in Bastion, and someone who lost nearly everything in the horrific Shav attack on that Great city, it seemed right that I reclaim my home. I hope that, as Grayson and her allies continue to rebuild Bastion, I can reopen my mother's shop. My plan is to have it be a place where my apprentices can find their own design-sense, and my economic prowess can invigorate the trades within the city once more.

Written By Ripley

May 6, 2023, 12:59 a.m.(10/4/1019 AR)

The things I saw, I can't shake them. Between burying bodies and all that she demanded of me...

I'm trying to exorcise them at the forge as fast as I can make the pieces. I'm trying to drag from my mind the things that swirl in there that she hasn't asked me to make, they are just there. I don't know if I'm cut out to be a harlequin. That was... that was a lot of bodies and she wanted so much. As soon as I stopped feeling the spark from one skull, she was there with whispers for another and once I finished that one she was back and there was the smell of grass and wet earth and just as swiftly one after the other. I still have healing burns on my arms and blisters that are almost gone.

To be replaced by more. Jayus save me, I need this all out of my head so I can make things that are more... normal.

Written By Jan

May 5, 2023, 7:28 p.m.(10/4/1019 AR)

I wonder how many books I will have read before I finally stop feeling utterly lost or worse, like a fool during conversations about the threats to the compact.

Written By Noah

May 5, 2023, 2:27 p.m.(10/3/1019 AR)

It is strange as we grow older and reflect on our parents to see what has shaped us.
My mother was Grayson through and through. A show of a strong woman. Probably a reason I married a strong woman.
My grandparents there was a strict grandfather and a Velenosa grandmother. There is an impact I am certain.
My father was obviously Velenosa, which is why I tend towards alchemy, creating my own versions of chaos (that may just be me) and I respect the shadows.
My grandparents there were a mystery of their own making.

However, my mother loved me as only a mother can a son. She tried. She tried to teach me to be civil and always do what I must no matter the cost.
My father? He always just told me to do better. Although I still loved them and respected them.

I now have children. They are very much their own personalities, but sometimes I wonder what impact I will have on their lives. What memories they will have. Can you make an impact on young children if you don't have a lifetime? If you have a lifetime, do you still make an impact or is a person just who they are suppose to be?

Written By Filshiar

May 5, 2023, 3:01 a.m.(10/2/1019 AR)

Relationship Note on Ann

I am so glad we finally got the chance to do all the things we said we were going to. The ride through the forest was enchanting (Farstride enjoyed it as well) and the dinner was superb.

To many more outings such as these!

Written By Lucita

May 4, 2023, 9:19 p.m.(10/2/1019 AR)

Drinks and tales of heartbreakers, market prices, High Houses, and lost places. Such an interesting variety of topics made for a lively evening.

Written By Icelyn

May 4, 2023, 11:07 a.m.(10/1/1019 AR)

One thing I've come to realize is that I will never feel at home as a peer if I don't take strides to fit into the world they inhabit. I don't think it will ever be the best fit, but I must take strives to be what I am called to be. I've been praying at Lagoma's shrine and expecting something to happen. But the real change, the real movement, will not be from society changing around me, or even the gods coming down to personally answer my prayer. It will be from me changing to better fit society.

So I took steps on my way home. I commissioned a couple of dresses. I put out a search for a Patron.

The gods give us aid, but we still have to take the first steps.

Written By Mattheu

May 3, 2023, 9:45 a.m.(9/27/1019 AR)

Relationship Note on Ann

The story through song and dance was well received within House Leary's gardens during their painting and drinks event for Jayus. It's a piece that I've been working on since setting foot upon the decks to come to Arx, not finished yet. Though small pieces as they come together are worth sharing with others.

I had been playing along the creek upon one piece where I try to hold a note into silence and the twins had come over to ask what I was doing. In explaining to them - Raya was the one to insist that they were allowed to help with the piece. And thus, Sil, Raya and Ilan came together in a manner where I would only expect if they were true Rivenshari. Leaving me surprised, we wrote them pieces and practiced until our sharing of performance the other night.

I can see that they will leave me surprised many times into the future, if they will allow me to see glimpses of what their interests are.

Written By Agric

May 3, 2023, 5:27 a.m.(9/27/1019 AR)

I wasn't sure what to expect for today's Jayus gathering. Would anyone show up? Would they be willing to share their hopes and dreams? Would anyone appreciate the strawberry cakes? Apparently, it's 'many', 'most', and 'one person enough for the whole group'.

I am thankful for the support of people here in Arx and especially grateful to Lord Mattheu Rivenshari for sharing a performance of the piece he's working on. If this is what I can expect of the community here, I will certainly hold another gathering before the year is out.

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