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26 October 2011 @ 11:07 am
[Filter: Private]

Daren is right.

He's right. We don't need Rayla. We never did, not for a moment. What have they even given us, in the face of all the men who have died for their little wars? We didn't need them then, and we don't need them now. We can end the war on our own.

The numbers don't lie and all the scouts coming back say the same thing. We can crush the Nasen forces in the field if we send a force to lure their mages away and then take them from the rear. They'll never see us coming, and they won't be so impressive without their damned fire-shooters. Father agrees, as well. It all aligns. It will work.

... this might actually end.

Dragons, how am I suppose to live, once it's over?

All I can see is war and blood and death, now. And the things that used to seem so perfectly appealing don't hold a bit of joy for me, anymore. Telling stories. What good does it do anyone? What's a story every done but given someone expectations of what to expect from the real world? What has it ever done but let someone down?

No, I'm through with stories. And I'm through with chasing after happy endings, because I'll never catch them. But once I'm through with this, too ... what is there, for me?

[Filter: Public]

We sent a bird off today. A set of them, actually, to be sure that they'll reach where they're going. But the words are important enough that I feel I should repeat them here, too. There's enough Korin writing that it's worth my time,

House Hanmor hearby breaks its contracts and alliances with House Rayla, and will stand on its own against its enemies. Rayla's battles will never again be ours, because Rayla has never taken the time to make ours theirs. We were never bannermen, Lady Eve. We were allies.

Now we're not.
Mood: pensivepensive
Lord Craig of Rhia
26 October 2011 @ 11:19 am
[Filter: Rachelle]

Stop avoiding me. Now.
Mood: angryangry
26 October 2011 @ 11:28 am
Oh, a masque. How thrilling, this is going to be the very best Night of the Dead absolutely ever! Autumn, you are really an absolutely saint for doing this, a brilliant inspiration if I ever heard of one! I really could not be more thrilled that you had such a perfect idea, even though, as we all know, your taste in company is a bit unfortunate!, even if it did have to be inspired by Atsirians.

Such mystery! Such excitement! It's captured just about everyone! I swear, it seems that every single shop in the city is selling beautiful feathered and jewelled masks. And so many will do wonders for my costume, too! I can't imagine how I'm ever going to choose.

Now, Philip! You promised me that you'd find time this afternoon to be fitted for our costumes! Tell me that you haven't forgotten! Oh, I've been so excited about it I could barely sleep last night! You are going to look positively splendid. It's such a shame that no one will know who you are! I wish that everyone could be positively green with envy of me.

[Filter: Rebecca]

A-and, I feel that I should ... well, tell you. Ebony's clan have been repeating some of the things that Sir Dickon has said, again, I'm afraid, and now they're claiming that Mary stole pearl necklace that was meant to go to Dickon's bride, when he finds one ...
Mood: excitedexcited
Lord Hasten of Lireth
26 October 2011 @ 11:50 am
[Filter: Private]

Why has the King yet to reply ...

Once our men return from their march, Tarmon will declare war if he is able. He has made that perfectly clear. He would do so now, immediately, if the combined force of every male Lord and Heir in the North weren't holding him back and waiting to call him a fool if he does. When our men return and there is no enemy presence at our backs ... he will not be turned aside. And we will have no cause to have him do so.

And then he will command Dentoria's armies. They will march at his whim. There will be no option to transfer power, not once the move is made. Our fates will be in his hands.

Your Majesty. Your Majesty, I found your daughter. I have asked for nothing, no matter how much I have deserved it. Please give command of your armies to me. Or, in fact, to anyone. Lord Morgan. Lord Glenn. Lord Kiefer. If Tarmon still holds the North when those captains come back ... may the Dragons have mercy on us all.

... and I am sure he knows that. Donal is a good King. He is a strong King. He knows what happens within his borders. He will understand the situation. A royal messenger is galloping here as we speak. He will arrive tomorrow, bearing a letter with gold-flecked wax. I am sure of this. I am sure.

And she is still

Dragons, I don't damned well have time for --

[Filter: Glenn]

It would ... seem that you were correct, in the matter of my birthday celebration.

[there is a break between this filter and the next, of at least fifteen minutes]

[Filter: Dillon]

I ...

Ah. If you are ...
Mood: worriedworried
26 October 2011 @ 11:55 am
[Filter: Private]

... it ...

I don't want to think about it. I don't want to -- I don't want --

[Filter: Lorcan]

Lorcan ...

Lorcan, your grandfather was just here. He's looking for you. He looked -- he looked really --

I think you should come home, whatever other orders you have have. He wants to talk to you and he wants to talk to you right now. I haven't seen him look so ... not since ...

I ... I think ...

... do you think this has to do with Devine? Or
Mood: indescribableindescribable
Celeste of Franel
26 October 2011 @ 12:03 pm
[Filter: Aileen]

... I just don't understand. It's like ... it's like he doesn't know me ... he doesn't want to know me. No matter ... no matter how hard I try and ... and talk to him about things that we've shared, how we ... how we've connected, he just ...

He always just smiles ... ah, and shakes his head, and excuses himself.

And the other people there ... Dragons, they all watch me ... they don't want me there ... they stare and I can feel them hating me. Their eyes ...

And And I just wish we could...

It seems awful, trying to so hard to pull him away from something so ... so happy ...
Mood: distressedupset
26 October 2011 @ 12:50 pm
[Filter: House Rowan, excluding Glenn]

... so.

Do any of you have some thoughts on our most arrogant and bloody insufferable of brother? Is he sick? Replaced by a changeling?

Because it must be something. Glenn of all bloody people just up and deciding that he isn't going to participate in a contest is completely out of character, but a joust? A joust to celebrate the birthday of a national hero, someone who for some reason he seems to bloody consider a friend? All so he can go sit with Lady Canti ...

I mean, he's chivalrous, of course, but only when it suits him. We all know Glenn. He sees what he can get out of a situation and that's mostly it, right?

So what's this?
Mood: confusedconfused
26 October 2011 @ 01:56 pm
[Filter: Private]

Things are just so Why is everything

Don't think about that.

[Filter: Edeyn]

...it's true, isn't it. About Glashen, it's really gone. ...a village is one thing, but this...
Mood: stressedstressed
Anemone of Lahn
26 October 2011 @ 10:23 pm
[Filter: Private]

It has been days since I last received a report from my men at the pass. I knew this was going to happen. You send barely trained children and tired old men to do a job, and it doesn't get done. They were the best I had, and they are obviously not good enough.

Maybe Simon is onto something. Perhaps Lady Eve truly doesn't care about anyone but her own House and her own agenda. It might only be a matter of time until the alliance around her falls. One house is all it takes to bring doubt to other Lords and Ladies, and if another leaves it will be like dominoes.

No, Lady Eve is no better off than the rest of us. She's trying. She has to be. She wouldn't just throw us to the wolves and let us fall if she could help it. I'll fly to the outpost, and find out what is going on. My men are just being lazy, and need disciplined.

Simon, I hope you know what you're doing.
Mood: worriedworried
26 October 2011 @ 10:49 pm
There's a storm rolling in.

A big one, too. The mediums are all saying we really need to buckle down for it. Father Jacob is having everybody board up the windows and he's sending most everybody who has family nearby to stay with them, instead. He doesn't even usually do that, but Dad's on his way here now and we'll be going back home before the end of the night ...

I hate this. I wish we lived closer to Lucre, they never get hurricanes as bad as we do. It's just not fair. I know we're all going to have to board up in the cellar and hope for the best, like always. And Angela's going to be there, and Ash is probably just going to cry the whole time ...

Why did this have to happen now? Right when I got sent back to the convent?! We're not supposed to even have hurricanes this late! Maybe all the mediums are going to be wrong and it won't be a bad storm at all.
Mood: scaredscared
Meghan of Tullia
26 October 2011 @ 10:57 pm

Lord Symeon? Dame Edeyn? Do you know why everybody keeps muttering to each other about Forna?? I keep hearing it everywhere. The soldiers are talking about it, and the maids, and ... and everybody! "Forna will save us." What does that even mean?? What is Forna supposed to save us from?? I mean ...

I guess I just don't understand. And people have been writing it here, too!! I saw some of it. But it doesn't make any sense.
Mood: confusedconfused