Bright Oaks,
Bright Oaks,
I feel as though I looked up after only a moment, and yet already Giftsgiving approaches, and I apologize that this letter will most likely be delayed to you as the snows have already begun. So, so much has occured and the me of my last letter would not recognize the me of today. I have grown significantly. Thankfully for me, not in height, as I believe Lani would shrivel away if I had to bend double to look directly in his eyes as Mellow must. It seems as though every ten-day I learn some new trick or spell that bolsters my skills. I wonder sometimes what my child-self would think, should she see me now. I hope it is pride. I hope I can measure to my own expectations.
My lodge is small, the guild has seen better days and seems to have more growing enemies by the day. Still, in all this, my cohorts have weaseled into a not insignificant spot in my affections. They are messy. We are messy. Messier sometimes than all the messes I've seen and fixed with you all, and yet still, I adore them. I am not always sure about our actions, and often I feel as though we are travelling down paths that we cannot return from, and yet through all things we have continued to take each other in hand and find our way. We have each made mistakes since this season started, myself included, and yet I feel us grow together as ivy in a trellis. I hope we can continue to climb to new heights.
I confess, I initially found myself skeptical of the effectiveness of our lodge-head as a leader, and his second-in-command still leaves me on edge despite our recent daily training together. They have been through much however, and I can imagine they find themselves skeptical at this batch of new recruits and their messes. I certainly would be.
I wonder sometimes if I am still the same woman I was when I last wrote to you all. I admit, I am unsure. I have seen things beyond understanding and reason. I have, first hand, experienced things I would have scoffed as fiction as even a small child; the likes of which I cannot even write upon this page knowing how much more the truth would destress you rather than my simple vagaries. I wonder sometimes if I recognize the version of myself that stands before me, and if many of you would even know me for my face. Still, I am in good enough health, and the parts that are not good are healing well.
Heaviness aside, I have a request. Recently in our expeditions we seem to have picked up someone I'm sure you would all welcome. A young lad with 17 years under his belt with a not insignificant level of talent in the arts. I expect your days have not been Quiet, for they have rarely been in all my memory, but I believe in the good working with, and learning from you all would do him an incredible good. I'd officially like to ask that at least the troupe sponsor him to Thaymore, if not take him in apprenticeship during his off seasons. I have a soft spot for him, ridiculous as he can be, and it is my hope we can help him grow as we did for Reeve and Ismay, and as you all have done for me.
Remember the me you have known and keep the me you recall at the forefront of your minds. Know I keep all of you in my heart and mind, and though I cannot see you all for Giftsgiving, and my gifts to you all will be late, know I will sing for you into the fires, as I know you will do for me.
Happy Giftsgiving and all my love,
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Murgoza's Journal Ordered oldest to newest
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To Bright Oaks,
73 LF 1676
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Bright Oaks,
30 WF 1676
73 LF 1676
30 WF 1676
The major events and journals in Murgoza's history, from the beginning to today.
Its not often of late that I get the chance to dress for fashion, rather than function. I miss it.
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02:21 am - 06.11.2022Bright Oaks,
Bright Oaks, I feel as though I looked up after only a moment, and yet already Giftsgiving approaches, and I apologize that this letter will most likely be delayed to you as the snows have already begun. So, so much has occured and the me of my last l...
11:59 am - 31.10.2022To Bright Oaks,
Bright Oaks, It has been longer than I'd realized since I last last saw you all. Already I have completed the trials for the Grey Order. Initiation was today, and we've received our orders for our lodge. From now on, any letters should be sent to ...
11:14 am - 31.10.2022lots of internal screaming
01:37 am - 18.10.2022The list of amazing people following the adventures of Murgoza.
Social
Birthplace
Adopted and Raised in Timberfell
Current Residence
Grey Order Hall
Contacts & Relations
Other notable members of the Bright Oaks troupe include Reeve and Ismay Collette and their daughter Jean who is about 8yo. Reeve and Ismay joined separately, fell in love and are now married. Murgoza was their go-to babysitter for Jean during their own shows and it kept Murgoza from being able to do much of her own thing. Reeve and Ismay are fire dancers and Jean is learning flute, something Murgoza learned alongside her to help her grow
Honorary & Occupational Titles
Murgoza has no official titles, and is unaware of her Uncle Lani's position as inheritor to his family's land and title. She is also unaware that, technically, she is the only child Lani has or will have, which Possibly makes her His inheritor.
Wealth & Financial state
She has never been particularly Wealthy, and finding taverns without booked entertainment could be difficult in summer, but between her and her uncles' talents they haven't gone hungry.
Family Ties
Bright Oaks Troupe
Mellow Quill (Mellow), a 56yo Snow Leopard Tabaxi, is the level headed leader, often dealing with conflicts both internal and external (often due to Lani’s sexual and romantic exploits). He is, however, less than affectionate and chooses to leave emotional matters in Lani’s (or occasionally Vinny’s) more capable hands. He has made a point to impress upon Murgoza the need to at least Attempt communication and diplomacy before committing to violence.
Landgrave Raufe (Lani), a 58 yo human, is the second remaining founder of Bright Oaks, Lani....look he’s just Dandelion ok. Avid gambler (particularly dice and cards), constant flirt, pansexual, overconfident, bratty, and considers himself wiser than he is. He remains, however, incredibly loyal as a friend and paternal figure. Definitely the one to cultivate and encourage Murgoza’s romantic views of the world.
Vincentius Camillus, Vinny, however, tries to meet up with the caravan a few times a year and has earned his own fame in playing in large cities for sold-out showings to nobility, and playing in taverns for commoners in between. At 64yo, he has made a very comfortable living for himself.
All four of her uncles do care about her genuinely, but Fil and Vinny know they’re not made for fatherhood, while Lani is in a Bit of denial about it even still.
All four would have at least one or two drawings/painting miniatures of Murgoza as a young child. Lani and Mellow have several from throughout the years, with Vinny having perhaps 3 or 4 with some in her teens as well, and Fil most likely only having one from before he left the Troupe.
Social Aptitude
Murgoza is an incredibly social and performative creature, raised from infancy to wrangle the attention of a crowd and its something she thrives in. Her greatest joy is found in making others smile alongside her friends and family.
Many winters were spent visiting her uncle Lani's friends at expensive university towns and entertaining their guests in exchange for room and board. As such she's seen and experienced a vast array of nobles' temperments.
Mannerisms
Murgoza has that edge of flirtatiousness that all bards have, but particularly the flavor of her uncle Lani. Often, she uses it to distract or diffuse tavern brawls or violent outbursts from tavern patrons, but she is also known for getting into a Touch of trouble of her own.
She often falls back onto the teachings of her uncle, Mellow, to pursue communication and understanding in lieu of violence. This has not been particularly helpful with her current party.
Hobbies & Pets
She has a close bond with animals, and has good relationships with her troupe's horses and pack animals.