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Written By Svana

Aug. 2, 2020, 10:13 p.m.(10/8/1013 AR)

I was afforded the luxury of attending a nice dinner at Halfshav Hall, though the twins made me late due to them both wanting to come with me despite mine and Bryn's best attempts to get them to stay with her.

Still, the dinner was very nice. It was good to see so many that I haven't gotten to see in a while and talk about this and that. After things had quieted down, Lady Khanne, Lord Mirk, Lord Arik, Rowenova and I had a very interesting chat that weighs heavily on my mind. I need to do more research on the topic we discussed to be sure that what I am being told may be true.

What an adventure.

Written By Svana

Aug. 2, 2020, 10:40 a.m.(10/7/1013 AR)

I had a fight with someone dear to me. I remember the sort of fights that Jules and I used to have, if you can even call them that. This was different. No one stormed out of the room, no one told me things were my fault, no one tried to make me feel absurdly guilty. We talked over our concerns and differences like rational people. The hugs afterward were the best.

Strangely, I have not fought yet with my husband. Probably because we're too busy and tired to fight most of the time. What is it that they say? Knock on wood.

Written By Svana

July 30, 2020, 10:26 a.m.(10/1/1013 AR)

Whiskey Kisses is a scent that is very dear and personal to me. It will be available upon request but I do not foresee stocking it in my shop regularly.

The story behind the perfume is a romantic one, but that will have to remain a mystery unless you know me very well.

I hope those that have the cologne cherish it and enjoy it. If you need a pinch of luck, save it for special, romantic occasions. You won't go wrong.

Written By Svana

July 19, 2020, 6:21 a.m.(9/7/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Anisha

I have been spending time with Whisper Anisha as of late. I know that the City, or at least the people in the City have changed me. Never have I wanted to be sophisticated, aside from when I'm with Anisha. She is the face of class. I've had people tell me I'm charming and I carry myself with a certain amount of grace but Anisha was trained. Perhaps I can get better too... but you'll never be able to take the Northlands out of the girl, that's for certain.

I will say that the Softest Whisper has sparked my creativity something fiercely. I want to design now more than ever, but I fear that I am not in the mood for clothing. Now I tend toward more elegant tastes; give me jewels and perfume, nothing else will do. Another few endeavours to sink my teeth into, for the crafter who can't make her damned mind up.

Written By Svana

July 11, 2020, 9:33 p.m.(8/20/1013 AR)

It is true; I have thrown my fair share of snakes at little boys when I was a little girl. I haven't done it a while.

However, I did throw a head of lettuce at Asher the other evening because he was being an asshole. I asked him for his help cooking dinner and he started to give me lip. I rather think he was trying to get me mad. He must have heard that Northern women shag better when they're angry since that's what's eventually happened, after the play wrestling.

Bastard.

Written By Svana

July 5, 2020, 8:41 p.m.(8/8/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Asher

A warm congratulations to all of those who were elected for the Commoners' Council. I hope that you will continue to consult me and ask for my help on your projects.

(Dear Scholar, I am a little relieved that I do not have that official position. The official positions that I do have are tiring, but rewarding.)

Asher finally received his birthday gifts. It may have been almost three months late, but I found some time in the witching hour to give him his hairpins, styled by Cocine Arcuri and his knight's favor, made by yours truly. He enjoys them both.

He helped me make a pair of bone hairpins. He let me file them myself and add beading and bells on, but I let him do the detail work. He's put a Stygian filigree in them. It seems a little silly for treated animal bone to have such expensive detailing, but at the same time... I'm a Northerner who loves expensive things, so it fits me very well. I take a good amount of pride in our finished piece of work. He and I have collaborated on projects before, and I'm sure that helped our romance blossom, but I remember now all the reasons I fell in love with him all over again. He is a good man.

Written By Svana

July 4, 2020, 1:08 p.m.(8/6/1013 AR)

I have only started to get out of the apartment now and again recently; to be honest, the heat and other circumstances make me wish I was back in the Bonespire, sitting down in the snow and meditating.

But then I have days like today that make me realize how much I have gained since coming to the City.

I have been absent from reading or writing in the Whites due to quite frankly being sick of the bickering in them. But I stumbled across Lord Rysen's sonnet to me... and yes, we've all teased him on occasion about his poetry, but it did move me. Lord Rysen, I have nightmares of my own now. I know what it's like. I am glad that you saw something in me and my babes, something pleasant enough.

I have a husband who adores and treasures me and while we don't get to see each other much, every bit of time we get to spend together is like a sacred prayer that soothes the soul. We talk often of souls who know each other from life to life, and I firmly believe that we have known each other and will know each other again.

I've got my two babes; Rowan, full of smiles, looking like me... and Elanne, who is as pouty as Jules ever was. It's bittersweet. I love them both so very much that my heart could burst. I didn't think I'd be a good mum. But for them I could and would do anything.

I've got friends. Real friends who would give a damn if something happened to me. Friends who feed me, take care of me, even deliver my babies. Thank you all. I love you.

Written By Svana

June 25, 2020, 12:11 a.m.(7/15/1013 AR)

I almost got to spend time with adults tonight. It was fun.

Written By Svana

June 22, 2020, 10:22 p.m.(7/10/1013 AR)

In but a few short days, Asher and I will have a pair of twins that will be a month old. Time flies when you're recovering. They are precious. We named Rowan after our dear friend Wolfscout Rowenova, and Elanne after our mothers, Elke and Miranne. Rowan is darker than I am, like my mother was - but he's got my hair, and lots of it. Elanne is fair, with red hair, and chubbier than her brother. She rather looks like Jules. I wish he were here to see them, that perhaps he'd come around.

I heard some old biddies whispering around me today at the market. Njall asked around for a bit, and discovered that there are people looking into Jules' death. I am not upset about that - I just wish I had been told sooner. I will cooperate with them in any way possible of course, and I am willing to answer questions.

I have been blessed to make the acquaintance of Miss Cocine Arcuri and Dame Irisa Wainryte. I enjoyed the company of these two women immensely. I would love to know more about each of them and intend do so. I should make dates with each of them soon - and Softest Whisper Anisha. I believe that I owe her tea once more.

Written By Svana

June 9, 2020, 10:06 p.m.(6/12/1013 AR)

Is there a way to evict babies? I've been told that walking is a good way to get labor going, but my Gods and Spirits I am just so tired. And I'm even more tired of having 'practice' contractions. Please just come out already, I want to see you. And I'm tired of being pregnant.

Written By Svana

June 1, 2020, 4:31 p.m.(5/24/1013 AR)

It was my twenty-second birthday on the 21st of May. Solstice. The seasons change and so do I - by a number. This birthday I have never felt the concept of change or growth more in my life though. Someone told me that I am in the 'nesting phase' of my pregnancy, with boundless energy and fretting - that seems correct. I think the babies shall come earlier than we expect. I am excited to meet them but I do hope they still in my tummy long enough to grow some hair.

Asher and I had a nice dinner that he cooked for my birthday, and then we spent some time together. He's been taking a few trips recently so it was nice to be able to sit back and relax with him. My volunteering has slowed down a bit as I've started getting everything ready for the babes and being up odd hours of the night with them kicking me.

I wish my mother was here. I know I've mentioned it before but I do miss her so. I don't know how prepared I am to be a mum but I know that if she were here I would feel better about it. And I just want her to see her grandchildren, and meet Asher. Same goes for my da. I miss them both terribly. I hope they are proud of me and of the life that Asher and I are building together.

Another year older, another year wiser - I hope.

Written By Svana

May 26, 2020, 9:43 p.m.(5/12/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Tanith

I found myself wandering in the Lowers, as one does, to Tanith's bakery. Now, the Salacious Baker always has the best goodies in stock and I know that Miss Tanith makes them with love. Even before I got with child I loved eating her sweets. But there are also books for sale there. I was surprised when I happened upon a new series much like the Salacious Baron! These are more lascivious in nature, however... I do recommend stopping by the bakery and purchasing some of Tanith's baked goods, and maybe purchasing the books as well if you liked the Salacious Baker! ...These are even more titillating if I do say so myself.

Written By Svana

May 25, 2020, 9:18 a.m.(5/9/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Rowenova

Always there when I need her.

Written By Svana

May 24, 2020, 8:56 p.m.(5/8/1013 AR)

Asher Grayhope and I wed on May 6th of 1013. For anyone who is curious or wishes to speak ill of this union on account of my recent divorce and my ex-husband's untimely death, yes, I made sure his arm was cold when I identified it.

Some people are truly disgusting. May the Gods and Spirits have mercy on their souls - though I doubt they have to begin with in order to say something that incredibly vile.

Written By Svana

May 22, 2020, 1:02 p.m.(5/4/1013 AR)

I don't even know where to begin, Scholar. I have been cooking and helping to feed those at the Crafter's Hall day after day. I see merchant families who have recently moved to the city or are stuck here due to the markets being what they are, whom I know from my own travels - and they're hungry. Some of them are looking downright gaunt. It makes me so sad to see their children looking dirty and scrawny. I sneak extra servings to them, admittedly.

I've been handing out vouchers to my shop to make sure that those who are in need of new clothing know where they can come, but I've a feeling something else is brewing given how the other shops are closing.

I am single now, by the way. Sort of single. Not really single at all. I'm just done with Jules.

There is another in my life who will give his last name to my children - and me, when I'm ready for it and so he is. My heart has belonged to him for some time now in a way that I can't describe. Maybe I'm just silly and young, but at least he treats me like an equal - and more.

Written By Svana

May 15, 2020, 11:22 a.m.(4/18/1013 AR)

For the record, I'm quite happy to remain commoner. Nobility seems like a lot of trouble and reason for complaint. I have enough problems, thanks.

Written By Svana

May 14, 2020, 10:11 a.m.(4/15/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Jules

Jules says that he wants to emotionally prepare me for the fact that our babies will be ugly coming out of the womb, as seeing their smooshed faces and triangle-shaped heads may be too much for me to bear after going through horrible pain. He didn't seem convinced when I told him that no matter what, I shall think they're beautiful because I'm their mother. I can still acknowledge that the babies have smooshed faces and triangle-shaped heads and think they're beautiful. I'm hoping that the shape of the heads shall be round and without incident. We've got nearly four or five months coming on now though, so I won't bother myself with speculating too much.

There is one thing that I am sure of; I've been knitting baby booties to pass the time when I'm not working, and our children shall never have cold feet no matter how ugly they are.

Written By Svana

May 12, 2020, 7:38 p.m.(4/12/1013 AR)

Everyone sure has a lot of opinions about love and noble marriages lately. Let it be known that I don't care why you all get married. Maybe if I was noble I'd care then but my mother, being a Northern woman of a strange, ladylike sort of way, always told me, "If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say it all". Consider this me not saying anything at all.

I will say that love isn't always enough to keep a marriage going; it is not a full meal that you can sate yourself on when you are starving for so much more. And there are so many different types of love. Some of them aren't good.

I'm just really craving wedding cake now.

Written By Svana

May 9, 2020, 1:16 a.m.(4/5/1013 AR)

Jules is back in town. The babies have calmed down, thanks to Rukhnis and Rowenova's attentive care. I'm starting to gain weight! Truly a feat for me as I've never been able to do it in my life. I'm sure now I won't be able to take it off, but who cares? It's nice to spend some time with my husband. I just wish I wasn't so sleepy yet. I miss my energy. And I missed Jules too. It may be strange to say, but he's my best friend in the world above all else. I have missed our talks.

Written By Svana

May 5, 2020, 8:03 p.m.(3/26/1013 AR)

I had a look at those fancy panties down there at DIE. They're pretty and all, but it just seems like something to get in the way of the main event. I'm sure someone will tell me some horseshit about wrapping yourself up like a present for that special someone, but when I think the best wrapping is the sort of dress that one can't help but imagine tear off of you, rather than fragile lingerie. Call me crazy.

Gods, is this why I keep putting ribbons in my dress designs?

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