The Journal of Magister LaCoria-Jardin

A collection of stories, letters, dreams, and a plethora of other fun things from the life and journal of Magister Alexandria LaCoria-Jardin, Lady of House LaCoria. Guild Wars 2 In-Character Blog, NA Tarnished Coast, Lacoria.8549

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Land of the Golden Sun —

Some concepts of my Elonian AU Charr- I really love the idea of a primitive, lion-like tribe of Charr living in secret in the vast savannas of Kourna. Nightfall was one of my favorite Campaigns and it’s fun to revisit it through conceptual fanart!

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For those of you who play Guild Wars 2, you’ll understand this reblog. I’d just like to point out, this was posted back in November 2016. Someone called it sorta.

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A Letter to My Daughters, Page 3

I’m not sure what else I should write here to be honest with you three. If all goes to plan, then I’ll likely be handing these pages to you when you’re around sixteen years of age, and as I mentioned earlier, you’ve probably heard hundreds of stories. It seems silly to answer questions here that I know you’ll be asking as you grow up, ‘why do we have three moms instead of a mom and dad?’ or ‘what if I like boys?’

Actually, that does remind me of something, a funny little story that might not be brought up. It was during Mirex’s pregnancy, I believe we had just found out that we were going to have three little girls. Frankly, I was relieved, not too sure I’d know what to do in raising boys, aside from teaching them rather harshly about respecting women. Back to the point, the three of us were sitting and talking about your future and naturally it was brought up by one of us, that one or maybe all of you might like boys.

If it comes to pass that any or all of you do, I apologize for any frustration or comments I have about it. No matter who you end up falling in love with, as long as they love you back and treat you right, I’ll be happy. That being said, I will add here that boys are icky. Really icky. Girls are prettier, better at cuddling, and so many other things. Also, Mirex is looking at me now and wondering why I’m giggling to myself and if I tell her, she’d make me rewrite that last bit.

That’s what I hope for you three growing up, nothing but love, laughter, and happiness. This page is going to be a little shorter I guess, I’d rather not waste ink or your time with random ramblings. Besides, your mother is coming over here to see what I’m working on now.

I love you three so much and apologize if this page is crumpled because I had to keep it away from Mirex.

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A Letter to My Daughters, Page 2

Your lives likely will have been filled with stories from your mother's and I, only the gods know just what all we have told you to this point. Today however, I wanted to tell you about a very dear friend of ours and the woman who helped Mirex bring you three into this world. 

Evienne Priss, maybe Aunt Evienne to you three, I really can't know what you'll know her as. What I can tell you is that she was a remarkable woman who loved the three of you dearly as she loved all three of your mothers. 

You won't have known her growing up; she passed away before you were even a year old. But her last days were spent in our house with all of us, and you my loves, were able to ease her pain and sadness during that time. 

Evie, that's what I called her, was a brilliant researcher and inventor; though most of her inventions are not something I will tell you about in a letter, likely not even in person. For a time, she worked with the Zaishen Order, or the remnants that were here in Tyria before Cantha closed itself off. But that's how I met her, through a mutual friend of ours that was also a member of that order. 

I still remember the first time I met her; here was this eccentric woman with blue hair and a magitech eyepiece that seemed to have no filter whatsoever. Not only that, but the woman flirted outrageously and could say things that would even leave me at a loss for words. That trend continued on even after I met and married your mothers, because that's just the way Evie was. 

To be honest, I couldn't stand her for the first year or two that I knew her, and I think even Adriwyn wasn't entirely fond of her for most of their acquaintance. But like all great friends, I grew to like her and even care about her, until the thought of not having her in our lives was painful. 

As I mentioned earlier, it was because of that friendship that you three were brought into this world, happy and healthy. I'll wrap this up before I ramble too much more, but I wanted to make note of this because of how important she is to all of us, and because you never will get a chance to know her.

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A Letter to My Daughters, Page 1

To my girls, my beloved Irain, Katrina, and Adalyn,

               As I write this letter to the young women I know you are going to grow into, you are just my precious little ones right now. You’re about nine months old and happily playing in our house with your nanny Alicia Murrow. If the gods are kind, then I will still be around when you read this, but I wanted to write to you now; not as the good mother I hope that I will become over the years of raising you, but the scared mother who prays every day that she doesn’t make some horrible mistake.

              I love the three of you more than I can even begin to describe, potentially more than there are words for in existence. I want you to know that the three of you changed my life in ways that I never imagined. As you grow up, I’m not sure what kind of woman I’ll be, but before you were born, I was the type of woman that would run off on an adventure for the Durmand Priory without a moment’s notice. Now I pray every day that I am a good example for the three of you.

              Forgive you mother for rambling on over the course of the next few pages, but I can’t help myself. Lately I’ve been wondering what you three will be like when you read this, so I thought I’d tell you what you were like right now.

              Irain, my love, even so young, you’re already so serious. You’re too young for us to find out what is on your mind when you’re staring intently at any of your toys, your sisters, or us. What thoughts go on in that tiny, developing mind? Being so serious, you remind me of your mother Mirex, and I can’t help but think that you’re going to be the ringleader of your sisters, so I truly do hope you take after Mirex in being the responsible one as well.

              Katrina, sweetie, you’re going to be a handful, I know it. Even knowing that, I look forward to and will cherish every one of those moments. For some odd reason, you’re always in such a hurry, as much as one can be as a baby. By the time you’re reading this, I pray you’ve outgrown your habit of eating as fast as possible.

              My beautiful Adalyn, what a treasure you are. As you grow up, I wonder if you’ll always be so calm and patient. You still have your fussy moments, as all babies do, but for the most part, you are so quiet that I find myself looking at you frequently just to make sure you’re alright.

              Perhaps this is enough for one day, for one page. Again, just know that I and your mother’s love you so much and we are so grateful to have you in our lives. Sure, you didn’t get to choose us to be your parents, but we’re still grateful nonetheless.

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The Triplets From a Different Perspective

RARG focused his ocular crystal on the triplets who lay playing on the rug in front of their fire with their caretaker, the Human known as Alicia.

Two hundred and four days.

For two hundred and four days, the house had been occupied by three new beings that were difficult to classify. According to Friend Alexandria they were the progeny of her own, Miss Mirex, and Miss Adriwyn. Yet they did not seem to possess the same qualities as the three Human women.

Friend Alexandria and her two partners were capable of speech. On the other hand, the three tiny beings only seemed to make a small range of noises that did not resemble much beyond the cries of wild animals he had been programmed to recognize. Despite this evaluation, those noises seemed to convey some meaning to every member of the household.

Most Humans were also quite tall, while the three small creatures had been only fifteen inches long at their first appearance, and were only twenty-four inches several months later. Furthermore, they also excreted an unusual and seemingly impossible amount of various fluids and other things from their body.

In his assessment, these three creatures barely qualified as pets. Even Miss Mirex’s former pet, and RARG’s friend, the hound called Bermin, had possessed more apparent intelligence than these three exhibited.

But still RARG had been instructed by Friend Alexandria to recognize the three creatures, and treat them the same as he would his master. Not wanting to disappoint her, that is exactly what he did, often watching the three squirming and playing from a safe distance and out of the way of the staff.

[renniecartwright]

To my...something?

As Minthe overlooked her letter, she couldn’t help but be worried. This was her ex after all and she was asking for some major favors. Possibly dangerous favors. Yet she hoped the interest would drive Alex into action, maybe a little. She needed her former partner, if only to make sure Renita didn’t run off to the Underworld on her own. As the bird took off with the letter at the Refuge post, her eyes fell to the old Refuge home they shared. How she missed and didn’t miss those days. It was a duality of sorrows and joys and yet, that was her feelings toward Alex now. Sorrow and joy.

Dear former wife Alex,

I hope you’re having a good Wintersday, I’m staying with Renita and Aleyanna this year so it will certainly be less lonely than last year. I need to ask two favors though but I don’t want to necessarily talk about them through letters. Paper does not convey fully what needs to be done, but I’m not a Mistologist and you are and the Mists are bothering Spooky. Majorly. You ever seen a necromancer become a printing press? As I said, needs to be fully explained in person, words cannot describe what is going on with her.

The other favor involves trying to undermine Joko’s grip on knowledge in Elona by taking the covers of his propaganda books and replace them with actual knowledge of Elonian and Tyrian history. I told the Astralarium I’d bring the book back…didn’t say I wasn’t going to change the whole of the inside for them. I was hoping you and maybe some friends at the Priory would be interested in outpublishing all his books. I personally think it sounds like fun.

Either way, will be wanting your help, and I had to ask because Spooky is too afraid to get anyone involved in what she sees as her problems, as is tradition. I think she might be broken at this point, she doesn’t seem to learn anything. Anywho, hope to hear from you soon!

Minthe

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Perhaps it was because they had made their peace that Alexandria found the start of the letter so amusing. After all, no Human would address their former spouse in such a manner, but it was certainly the endearing sort of thing that a Sylvari would do. Continuing down the letter, her thing brows furrowed at the mention of the Mists. Amidst the stacks of regular reports on her desk from the Priory she recalled something about odd Necromantic disturbances that had been documented, but she hadn’t paid much attention to them.

The interest in undermining Palawa Joko was of passing interest if she was being honest, concern about Renita being effected by the Mists was more pressing for her. Leaning back in chair, she stared up at the ceiling of her lab and sighed. It was true what they said, when it rains, it pours. Things had been quiet enough to allow her to stay at home and watch over her daughters for long enough. Now, between Evienne returning to the house to spend her last days with them, and this issue, it seemed that Magister LaCoria was going to have to step up again and do what she did best.

Briefly tempted to write a response letter, it would be easier to just to make a quick trip to the Refuge to see everyone. Of course that meant she’d have to wear something more than a comfortable blouse and skirt. Chuckling at her own thoughts, she shook her head at how silly motherhood had made her before rising. “Clothes and let them know where I’m going,” she muttered to herself, locking the lab as she stepped into the hallway.

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Coconut!

“Err…” chewing on her lower lip, the Magister lost herself inthought. Not being one for most of the ‘standard feminine’ basics, perfume wasabout as lost on her as makeup was. “Oh! One of my colleagues gave me thisbottle of vanilla lavender perfume she mixed up herself. That was pretty nice,though for the life of me I can’t remember where I last saw it.” Without botheringwith farewells, Alexandria turned and departed, muttering about the recollectedbottle of perfume.

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This is an OOC question. I haven't seen you around game lately and was just wondering if you were still playing or if you switched to doing the occasional post here to keep people updated.

I haven’t left Guild Wars 2, but I am spending less time therethese days. Having been playing since launch, I have put as much time into mycontent as I have into my roleplay. As someone who does not frequently attendlarge RP events because of the migraines that the chat scroll triggers, thatleaves me with fewer options. I’ve still been RPing here and there, but many ofthe people I RP with are either busy this time of year, or have begun feelingthat bit of burn out you get after spending so long in a game and have beenspending less time in game as well.

That being said, I am still always happy to appear for RP, and amlooking forward to seeing what happens as Living World Season 4 starts.Alexandria is still happily gushing over her babies and wives at home, and myother characters are still doing their own things in their respective cornersof Tyria.

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apricot: what do you do when you're sad?

“Thesedays? I try to find someone to talk to; usually Mirex or Adriwyn unless forsome reason one or both of them are the reason I’m sad, then I’ll bother Renitaor my mother. It’s been hard getting to the point where I could talk to someoneabout it though. Before our daughters were in our lives, it was easier for meto just lose myself for days on end in my work, or drink until I forgot aboutwhat was making me sad. But we all have to grow up eventually.”

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send me a fruit

peach: do you have any piercings or tattoos?

raspberry: favorite flower?

lemon: do you have any pets? what are their names?

mango: what is your trademark?

passion fruit: how would you describe your style?

pineapple: sexual orientation?

strawberry: favorite desserts?

cherry: can you play any musical instruments or can you sing?

grape: if you could take a vacation anywhere in the world, where would you go?

banana: favorite horror movies?

blackberry: is your life an action film, a comedy, a romantic comedy, or drama?

pomegranate: when do you feel the most confident?

cantaloupe: what are your parents' names?

guava: dark & dramatic makeup or natural makeup?

tangelo: if you could be any mythical creature, which would you be?

plum: favorite clothing brands?

coconut: favorite perfume?

lychee: satin or lace?

blueberry: what do you want to dress up as for halloween?

apple: what do you use more, tumblr or twitter?

kiwi: what's something that fascinates you?

watermelon: do you have a job? if so, what is your job title?

papaya: what song describes your aesthetic?

cranberry: favorite time of the day; morning, afternoon, dusk, or night?

nectarine: would you consider yourself an emotional person?

orange: do you have long eyelashes?

apricot: what do you do when you're sad?

star fruit: favorite sea creature?

dragonfruit: do you drink alcohol?

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“Sweet Lyssa! They’re adorable!” Even nearing her thirtieth year, Alexandria often found herself squeaking in excitement. Fingering the lovingly crafted loops of the three colorful hats, the new mother smiled at her own.

“It’s getting colder,” Tietra replied with her own soft smile. “I know the three of you are getting eager to start taking your girls out so they’re going to need warm clothing. Especially if you have any say about taking them out to Wintersday celebrations.”

It was true, not even a cold could keep Alexandria away from Wintersday celebrations, and she secretly hoped at least one of her daughters loved the holiday as much as she did. Hats in hand, she slid down onto the rug where Irain, Katrina, and Adalyn were playing and greeted them all excitedly. “Grandma made you three hats. Let’s try them on and then surprise your mommy’s with how cute you three are!”

Naturally, the three cooed and gurgled in delight, mostly because their mother was so happy. Thankfully, it wasn’t too hard to slip the hats onto their heads and the triplets didn’t seem to mind them too much.

“Oh you three are too adorable!” Clasping her hands over her mouth to contain another squeak of delight, she glanced over her shoulder to the halls leading to the rest of the house. “Mirex! Adri! You have to come see what Mother made the girls!”

@adriwynofkryta @cristianeskara

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"So, how are the kids doing?" Caroline asked in between bites of a croissant and sips of coffee.

Perking up at themention of her daughters, the tired Magister smiled warmly. “They’re doing well;they’re starting to discover that their mommy’s respond to different noises. I’mnot really sure how much of it is their attempt at communication, and how muchof it is just experimenting with noises, but we’re starting to get a patterndown. They’ve also discovered that their hands can put things near their mouths;of course, it’s fifty-fifty on if their toy gets near their mouth or just bopsthem in the face. Gives us more excuses to cuddle them after that, not that wereally need any.”

[iamkuryakin]

Ask me a question IC.

Any question, of any character and it must be answered truthfully. 

[kitonlyhuman]

This -is- dangerous. 

Ask Lydia / Lady Shade Ask Tyrinnis Sylvante

[rosalyndhavashem]

The yes and no worked well for Rose, maybe some of my others are interesting:

@nepenthedd @fitanyaic @estamba @leiranfalk @erabexthecursed @oasisobeyola

[aleyannadenton]

All the Denton’s and the other characters are available for asking!

[alexandrialacoria]

These are always fun!

[thequotejournals]

I can never fight for myself, but, for others, I can kill.

Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls (via thequotejournals)