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Written By Aconite

Oct. 18, 2020, 8:52 p.m.(3/22/1014 AR)

Spring, I think, is going to be bountiful in many ways. Starkly contrasted to what this winter has been for me. There is the potential of expanding Eurusi fashion and cultural understanding.

Of course, the potential lingers in other places too that my mind would rather not wander. It has been many, many years since I've had to think about war but I trust in the Peerage and in those who are making efforts towards a better, safer future for us all.

Meanwhile, I will do my best to bolster those who need it most and my boots are suffering for it.

Written By Aconite

Oct. 4, 2020, 12:35 p.m.(2/22/1014 AR)

Good soil isn't just something that is come by, certainly, it can be but it can to also be leeched quickly of all it's benefits. It can be abused and even made barren it's not cared for. Dead earth doesn't grow anything. So with great care and diligence, one should tend the earth in which the roots of one's garden grow.

Written By Aconite

Sept. 26, 2020, 9:43 a.m.(2/5/1014 AR)

In the chill, I have been able to spend what time I haven't been at Market working on my dances. I forgot how fun they were. I need a larger space to practice in I think. My social life has suffered some and I find myself missing the ruminative conversations with favorite people. Though I suppose part of me does not mind. There is some anticipation in hearing of the many victories of my friends. I can bloom again then the thaw comes.

Written By Aconite

Sept. 13, 2020, 8:52 p.m.(1/8/1014 AR)

It was interesting to hear stories of my Birthplace. To hear the hardships and constant conflict they have endured. I wish I was able to give them more for I was taken out of it so early I've had to endure nothing they have. I only hope I can continue to offer them the opportunities I was given, to aid them in making their fortunes and help them survive this damnable white stuff...

Written By Aconite

Sept. 11, 2020, 11:41 p.m.(1/4/1014 AR)

It's here. And it's everything I'd dreaded. How can anyone enjoy this ...stuff?

Written By Aconite

Sept. 5, 2020, 8:44 p.m.(12/20/1013 AR)

Work. It is the bane of my existence and despite that incredibly satisfying. I must remember, though, when it seems difficult or I am staring enviously at lavish coat-dresses and dying to drape myself in the newest fabrics that I can always pursue comfort later. Besides it's warm in the Villa.

I have much to repay before I can allow myself to wrap myself in luxuries. Which reminds me I should be on my way. The Market waits for no one.

Written By Aconite

Aug. 28, 2020, 2 a.m.(12/3/1013 AR)

I have been somewhat negligent of my journals these days. The cold is too biting and it draws my attention to pushing harder to ensuring that the refugees are settled and able to negotiate work, keep themselves warm and fed. Surely if I am enduring this insufferable chill this first winter out of Eurus must be taking its toll on them. I've offered to liason for several new projects in the city to attempt to provide more of Eurus' displaced people work.

I'm excited to see so many having found work in Tor and the Roseward. I have to do little. However, helping them learn the language and understand the culture has been a raging success. I have offered to keep myself open to contact incase anyone is mistreated.

I am so happy to work with people from where I was born. They are talented and skilled. Eager and hungry. Each one has endured much to make their lives here, to make it here alive. They want to make a life in the Compact, in Arvum. They want, like anyone else, to be able to truly live and my deepest wish is to give them all that chance. To advocate for them has been my complete pleasure.

So for the foreseeable future work will still keep me away, I'm afraid. My journals will suffer for it. But what are a few pages in comparison to the support of what benefits individual lives and the Compact itself.

Written By Aconite

Aug. 13, 2020, 10:27 a.m.(11/1/1013 AR)

It's been an exhausting but productive summer, the plan Lord Santiago and I made seems to have born fruit. The meetings with the various merchants and continued efforts have seen the refugees finding good work, especially as the Harvest Season abounds. I'm so proud of everything they've accomplished and I will do my best to see them accomplish more It's like a dream come true.

Though perhaps not all dreams should come true...

Eurusi people are finding their place and I expect to continue my efforts to see them flourish. The best Gardens are tended, root to tip, diligently, and year-round. I do not foresee a lack of doing in my future.

Continued efforts will be made for them but I think I've earned myself a break so I plan on taking some time to myself to think, practice, and remember stories if I can.

I should also remember to meet with the General Tessere, the Softest Whisper and the Inspector. I should also probably take some time to visit the Shrines. To reflect on out success. These will have to be written somewhere into my appointment book that seems to be filled until at least next winter, provided I survive the cold...

Written By Aconite

Aug. 9, 2020, 3:45 a.m.(10/21/1013 AR)

My only regret is that I didn't make that last jump. I had no expectations of winning for a race, like life, requires not just the will but the skill to be able to overcome every obstacle. Some people have been practicing these things for years and I must remind myself that someday I will have those skills as well. But I mustn't be afraid of the challenge and I must be patient that I will someday have the ability to overcome... Even those tall sudden ones. A lesson, perhaps, to let go and ride with them rather than hold tight and hope for the best. We shall see what comes of this lesson. I have otherwise been busy, the traders from Tor are bringing in the heavier silks and brocade as the weather turns colder and I've had to change my focus some as goods become less available through the colder months. Thankfully there's still plenty to do so much that I have little interest to report.

Also, there was that little tet-a-tet with the investigator, imagine being so cynical that you see monstrosity in decorum. It's my hope that if we cross paths again I can show him the difference between grace and horror.

Written By Aconite

July 29, 2020, 10:40 p.m.(9/28/1013 AR)

I should have taken a cookie. I earned it.

Written By Aconite

July 26, 2020, 1:32 a.m.(9/21/1013 AR)

This week has been long and strange. Exhausting in its own way. More revealing than I'd like it to be in others. I've missed opportunities. I'm still trying to find time to meet with Lady Esme to ride and talk. Things left vague for too long can grow a life of their own. I have also lost time to try to stop in and see the Whispers. And talk to Master Apollo, Professor Orick...

There needs to be more of me. Or less to do.

On the upside, I have been riding more. What Dame Leola has taught Narciso and I have been paying off. We work very well together now. I should take Azure and Azul to meet her.

Written By Aconite

July 12, 2020, 8:28 a.m.(8/21/1013 AR)

Busy days make for busy nights.
I've been so busy these days, preparing for the ball. Learning the ins and outs of the market and the goods within and without the Compact. I feel like I barely have time to rest and beat the mid-day heat before I'm off again and meeting nobles and royals. Not that I'm complaining as almost to a one they have all been at least kind enough to talk to me. To give me advice. Even if it's not always great advice the fact they've gone out of their way to tell me has done my heart wonders. I barely have time to think of life back in Tor. I've met the cousin of Lady Kaia, who I hear so much about, Lord Bisland who I believe has a rooted distrust in anything Lycene. Merchants and crafters who are generous with their gifts and talents, people I've been blessed to meet like Mistress Svanna. And to be offered advice by the likes of Softest Anisha, Lady Mabelle Laurent, and the feisty Princess of Pravus, I cannot say that I have not been blessed as well. This has been an exciting week... Now I must look forward to the Ball. My life here is anything but boring..

Written By Aconite

July 8, 2020, 10:14 p.m.(8/14/1013 AR)

Spidersilk at the Harlequins. The most beautiful elegant dresses I have seen in a while - not disparaging those recently in my possession - but there was something about the deadly sensual drape of the spider silk gowns at the Death Festival fashion show that caught my eye. Truly spectacular. Mistress Nina and Whisper Selene had unquestionable talent and taste.

The performance of Mistress Jacali and her companion in her inspired outfits along with the one that I had made for me also made quite the stir. I hope that it brings her shop business, she is an undersold talent and destined - I am certain - for great designs. Also, her perfume and cologne are heavenly. I mustn't let Orick overhear or he'll be jealous... Or maybe I should.

Also I saw an unmitigated display of respect for the Harlequins and their festival, as well as some examples of affection between houses that were touching.

Written By Aconite

July 5, 2020, 1:30 a.m.(8/7/1013 AR)

I do not get to dance enough, I think. I enjoy it so much but I always forget it's there. Something I can even enjoy on my own. I'm grateful for Lord Malvici reminding me of it. I hope I have the free time to get better at remembering all the ways to move.. At least I'll have plenty of hobbies to keep me busy.

Written By Aconite

July 3, 2020, 3:15 a.m.(8/3/1013 AR)

Finding a soft-spoken teacher is both easy and difficult. I've spent too many years in the shadows of the Whispers, looking up to see them surrounded in light. It's a dream that someday the light will be mine. But until then I shall give myself over into the expert hands of Whisper House's teachers so that when the time comes I can step forward without fear.

Written By Aconite

July 3, 2020, 3:15 a.m.(8/3/1013 AR)

Dame Leola is an amazing teacher, truly. And what she's done with Narciso since he arrived is nothing short of a miracle. I know there are rumors that there is no end of Legendary horsemen and women within the Compact. I have been suggested to them all; Clements, Blancbriars.. but Dame Leola still holds something special. Now if I could just find someone to take Alejandro my Champion under their wing.

Written By Aconite

July 3, 2020, 3:15 a.m.(8/3/1013 AR)

Everything has arrived, Alejandro my bodyguard, Narciso my stallion, and even my dresses have all been sent to me. Even a last-minute gift from an anonymous admirer, a pair of Northern birds in lovely shades of blue - my favorite color rose - and white. Now I must figure out a place to unpack it all...

Written By Aconite

July 3, 2020, 3:15 a.m.(8/3/1013 AR)

Fashion has been a high light of my life. Colors and how they work together, the way it can be used to express and emphasize our bodies, our beings, and our dreams. I find that Arx has welcomed me into its world of Fashion and I see a whole array of new opportunities - and dresses - on the horizon.

Written By Aconite

July 3, 2020, 3:15 a.m.(8/3/1013 AR)

Meeting nobles and royals has been almost endless since my first few days in the city. Tor is artistic and diverse but Arx is a whole different beast. This city houses Nobles that don't act like nobles, philanthropists who would rather remain hidden and a variety of royalty. As colorful and different as the many flowers in Tor. Here they wear their unrest openly, I must be vigilant.

Written By Aconite

July 3, 2020, 3:15 a.m.(8/3/1013 AR)

Entertaining Death was quite fun. A little get together amidst the Harlequins with one Evarsito heading it all. We all enjoyed adorable plushies and I was on a winning team with a Princess and a lovely Lady Whitehawk, who stole the show with her entrancing music. It was exciting and fun and I count myself lucky to have experienced it.

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