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Written By Rowynna

Jan. 3, 2021, 2:53 p.m.(9/8/1014 AR)

I have come to the conclusion that the reason I prefer the cooler months of autumn and winter is because I can quite reasonably closet myself away in either the Great Archive or one of the many private libraries in the city. There is nothing wrong in closing the door on the world and losing oneself to the pleasure of turning the page of an unread book. There's an excitement in the finding of an author that speaks to your mind and I, for one, will relish the longer and darker evenings when fires will once more be lit and I can comfortably revert to form.

Written By Rowynna

Dec. 24, 2020, 5:55 a.m.(8/16/1014 AR)

Whilst I have had my head buried in books, friendships I had once enjoyed have withered away. I find myself lonely at times.

Written By Rowynna

Dec. 13, 2020, 3:21 a.m.(7/21/1014 AR)

It was suggested that I might try to cover the white streak in my hair with a bottle of dye. I'm offended. I've grown rather fond of its distinctive look, and shall continue to wear it with my chin raised high.

Written By Rowynna

Dec. 6, 2020, 8:46 a.m.(7/8/1014 AR)

Is there ever anything more wonderful than finding yourself immersed in a new piece of research. I have Lord Martino to thank for this, he piques my curiousity with mentions of this and of that, and I'm able to lose myself in the Vellichorian Archives once again. The scholars will soon tire of me, so perhaps I'd better see if our cook can rustle me up some treats to ply them with to endear my cause to them.

Written By Rowynna

Nov. 29, 2020, 1:57 a.m.(6/21/1014 AR)

The only silver lining about having someone annoyed and upset at you, is the reward when forgiveness is sought.

I have the most wonderful new gown in my wardrobe.

Written By Rowynna

Nov. 21, 2020, 3:25 a.m.(6/5/1014 AR)

I came to Arx alone, a ship adrift at sea, but my family welcomed me and wrapped me in their love.

All a person needs to be happy is just three things: someone to love, something to do, and something to hope for. I read that somewhere. I'm sure that there are those that would argue that list, but I can truly say I'm finally happy.

Written By Rowynna

Nov. 14, 2020, 5:49 a.m.(5/19/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Emberly

It is only a matter of weeks since Emberly was seeking marriage with my cousin, Lord Romulius Blackshore. Perhaps it is because the match was rejected that she was driven into attempting a poisoning. I can still hardly believe what I have heard, for I liked Emberly, counted her as a friend and saw only the gentle and sweet nature of the girl. However, I don't doubt the evidence that must have been brought against Emberly, and can only conclude that my cousin has had a narrow escape.

Written By Rowynna

Nov. 8, 2020, 4:55 a.m.(5/7/1014 AR)

More socks have appeared in my room, these ones knee-high and decorated with seal cubs and mariners. I'm really not sure what to make of it all, and these appear to have been sprayed with colognes and perfumes to disguise the underlying stench of being worn, perhaps for days, without being changed. Really, what is so hard about washing them?

Again there is a need to sleep with my windows thrown open.

Written By Rowynna

Nov. 8, 2020, 3:06 a.m.(5/7/1014 AR)

My trip to New Hope was productive, and work progresses well on the rebuilding of our family's holding, albeit wth a grim weight of unease that overshadowed everything. People work with a bleak determination knowing that all may once again be destroyed should Ivan the Apostate and his Eurusi allies spill onto our shores.

I did what I could to reassure, but return to Arx with a leaden heart.

Written By Rowynna

Oct. 22, 2020, 2:50 p.m.(4/2/1014 AR)

I realise now what it means to burn the candle at both ends, as I've been spending far too much time buried in the Great Archive of late. People are starting to comment upon the how drawn and pale I look, and I explain that it's not so much the time I spend in research, but the way that sleep evades me when I lay down my quill.

The nightmares persist, scholar, and I can only hope that with the arrival of spring my mood will lighten. Perhaps daily walks will help.

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Oct. 17, 2020, 8:11 a.m.(3/19/1014 AR)

My cousin Dycard's caravel has now been completed. He allowed myself and Romulius an early tour of it, and I swear that I have never seen a ship quite so impressive as The Intrepid. I had a sneak peek at the figurehead too, and all I can say of her, for she most definitely is a her, is that she is hauntingly beautiful. I can scarce wait for the consecration ceremony, it will be wonderful to see the vessel blessed and ready to see service in Thraxian waters.

Written By Rowynna

Oct. 16, 2020, 2:02 a.m.(3/17/1014 AR)

Months after my cousin Dycard gave up his room in the manor for me, I continue to find random socks of his. Today it was a pair of blue and white striped ones with a shark motif. I have no clue where they're appearing from, but they smell so terrible that I'm quite convinced they walk themselves out of hiding on their own. Even though it is winter, I sleep with my windows open to help with the smell.

How can a man lose so many socks?

Written By Rowynna

Oct. 11, 2020, 2:42 a.m.(3/7/1014 AR)

The first Blackshore Social Soiree approaches, and I view it with a mixture of anticipation and nerves. I've never found large gatherings easy, and I'm quite sure that I'll find myself on the edge of conversations present, but only just. A social butterfly I am not.

Perhaps I'll slip off somewhere quiet at an opportune moment.

Written By Rowynna

Oct. 3, 2020, 11:56 a.m.(2/19/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Martino

I could not be more pleased than I am to record in the Whites that I have secured for myself the most perfect of Patrons.

I shall be diligent in proving to Lord Martino Malvici that his faith in me is not misplaced. That he is a scholar is the greatest reward, though the opportunities that will now be opened to me cannot be discounted.

With baited breath I look to the future.

Written By Rowynna

Sept. 28, 2020, 10:12 a.m.(2/9/1014 AR)

I spent a fascinating evening with my nose in a book tonight. Not as fascinating as it was however to be granted the opportunity to speak properly with Lord Martino Malvici. He was able to help me with some research that I'm doing on my family; it's a huge responsibility being entrusted with keeping accurate records of our history, though I'm happy that that task has fallen to me. I'm never happier than when surrounded with books.

He indicated that he'll be happy to help me further should I have further questions, and for that I'm relieved.

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Sept. 27, 2020, 3:31 a.m.(2/7/1014 AR)

The delights of a picnic in the winter cannot be overstressed! I had a lovely time with the Duke and Duchess of Ashford and their three children whom I met in aviary at The Menagerie. There was an ease and loving generousity about them which is rare to find, or has been for me, and they made me most welcome in their midst.

I'm not so sure that I could say the same for their Captain of the Guard whom also accompanied them however! She slipped whiskey into my tea when I was distracted by introductions to Their Highnesses the Prince Niklas and Princess Sabella, enough whiskey that it made my throat burn and my eyes water.

Note to self: Be more vigilant in the future.

Written By Rowynna

Sept. 26, 2020, 7:18 a.m.(2/5/1014 AR)

I have had an incredibly busy few months away from the city, industrious even, as I settle into my position as Minister of Population for House Blackshore. I am indescribably thrilled that Baroness Skye saw enough merit within me to bestow the honour of the appointment, and I am eager to present to her my ideas, thoughts and observations which I have now compiled from those months in New Hope. Quite serendipitously I made the acquaintence of Lady Mabelle Laurent yesterday evening whilst working in the Great Archive, and she has offered me the benefit of her experience and wisdom in her own capacity as a Minister of Population. It will be good to discuss ideas with someone that has trod my path ahead of me.

Despite the ache and leaving New Hope, I am pleased to return to Arx as I found myself missing the city more than I imagined I might. I feel that I can finally look forward to the coming days and months with renewed anticipation.

Written By Rowynna

June 13, 2019, 10:03 p.m.(4/12/1011 AR)

Nightmares really make things difficult. I have not been able to sleep well for some time. And so I went to the inn to catch some peace.

Luckily I found it in meeting both Wash and Ian Kennex. Wash seems like an amusing fellow and Ian seems quite used to his silliness. It was a breath of fresh air. I did also get to meet Baltus Darkwater and Aracia Leary, if only briefly. The talk had turned to sailing, and the unease from the nightmare had crept upon me again.

I hope to one day be rid of the nightmares, but I often wonder if this'll carry me on to my dying day.

Ah well, there is writing and research to be done. Time waits for no one, as they say.

Written By Rowynna

Feb. 13, 2019, 11:36 a.m.(7/24/1010 AR)

I have dug up something interesting in my search for our history. I am not sure if it's related or not but I think it's worth looking into. Hopefully, this won't be a long rabbit hole. I do have some misgivings, all the same.

Written By Rowynna

Jan. 28, 2019, 9:54 p.m.(6/21/1010 AR)

To say I have been busy is an understatement! Though it was a bit overwhelming, I did enjoy watching the goings on at the End of Spring Fling. So many happy faces even in such trying times. On an unrelated note, I'm quite looking forward to the new mantle I'll be sporting. With things being in such disarray for my family, it'll be good to get the records squared away and folks getting what they need. This'll keep me quite busy!

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