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Written By Josephine

Jan. 25, 2019, 5:57 p.m.(6/14/1010 AR)

A busy week, many pieces going out the door, settled around the neck of the new owners, or upon fingers, wrists and temples.

I find immense delight however, in the creation of that which is being given as a gift between those who are to wed. To be granted that moment of trust and to bring wills and hearts together and to find in two, a symbol of their future as one. Such delight.

I admit, I always undercharge for this privilege. How could I not. They have allowed me to be a part of their life after all. A piece of me, to be upon their fingers forever.

Written By Josephine

Jan. 14, 2019, 11:49 a.m.(5/10/1010 AR)

I have spent a very long night in thought, and still I am trying to parse what has been shown. What was said. I tried to sublimate it all by setting down to words what it is that I hear. When in my shop, when in the streets, the markets. In the hopes that... I don't know what I hope. I only know that things are not what I thought they were and my world flips. At least the songs haven't changed. There is that constant.

Written By Josephine

Jan. 13, 2019, 6:50 p.m.(5/9/1010 AR)

If pirates did not kill my son... Then what did?

Written By Josephine

Dec. 28, 2018, 6:36 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)

You would almost think it was a Grayson.

Written By Josephine

Dec. 17, 2018, 1:45 a.m.(3/9/1010 AR)

What did I do. What was I thinking. Gods above, why did we sell things for... I should speak to Draven. Ask him if he made this batch of tea too strong. I think it was too strong. It makes no sense.

In other news though, there are a great many out there with some very fine jewelry and for... well, I'll not speak to how much coin I lost. Maybe I should seek Juniper for my tea instead of Draven.

Demetria wanted to put a dragonweep pendant up for three hundred thousand. I said eight hundred. Thankfully, it's tucked away but...

Has to be the tea. All the more reason o stay tucked in here in my forge.

Written By Josephine

Dec. 14, 2018, 6:54 p.m.(3/4/1010 AR)

There is much more snow in my future.

I am unimpressed. But I shall endure in the name of assisting someone I t think I would like to call a friend if not one of my best clients. I shall need more tea from Draven to contend with it all. A new cane as well. All that metal in the cold won't be comfortable. Will have to think of something.

Written By Josephine

Dec. 11, 2018, 1:06 a.m.(2/25/1010 AR)

I felt them watching me as I made them. It was... somewhat disconcerting.

Written By Josephine

Dec. 8, 2018, 2:42 p.m.(2/20/1010 AR)

A spark. In the cold, there is a kindled spark. We shall see where it leads.

Written By Josephine

Dec. 2, 2018, 6:32 p.m.(2/8/1010 AR)

It was nice for a spell there, but then it has gone back to the blistering cold and the driving snow. Demetria has braved the snow but she's far more adjusted to it and doesn't have a leg that aches so fiercely. She speaks that our name is being wagged about because of what others have worn, the jewelry we've been putting out and on everyone. I am delighted. Whether this will succeed or not, I do not know, but at least more and more have come into the shop to make inquiry. I should get another dragonweep to at least display it.

Written By Josephine

Nov. 25, 2018, 11:44 p.m.(1/22/1010 AR)

Things proceed apace. My lips upon the name of many, and the houses that seek to capitalize on that benefit as well. Saik is still being talked about the weeks after. Grayson has even looked in my direction. It is harder, but nothing worth doing is ever easy.

Too many nights at my forge. My back aches and my leg even more so. The other night the Hundred Cities was even too far and the lot of us dug up like proverbial ticks in the forge and Demetria and her husband kept the forge going. This is normal she told me. Not even Mortimer made his way over. I suppose this means more work is done, but less time in the market.

Though there was a lovely altercation in the market involving snow balls with mistress yasmine and Rowenova. I quite enjoyed my self then.

Written By Josephine

Nov. 21, 2018, 10:03 a.m.(1/13/1010 AR)

Really, this weather has become ridiculous. I am not fond of rain, and water? Well water serves the purpose to bathe and drink. I was warned, about the snow when I came and perhaps it's that my leg bothers me more right now that I need the cane far more than I thought but this snow is ridiculous. Frozen rain. Coming down with such fierceness that to make my way home is impossible and I either hunker down in my work room by the forge or find my way across to the Hundred Cities but even then.

I miss Lenosia. I do not think that my children sufficiently warned me enough about all this blistering cold and snow. Clearly I need a better cloak. To go with this scarf.

Written By Josephine

Nov. 19, 2018, 1 a.m.(1/8/1010 AR)

This past week was a success. Saik was upon the lips of all, the Baroness Regent too. The hard work even placed the Arcuri name upon the lips of many. And so I repeat this again. It takes a significant portion of coin, but it's to a greater goal. Across the isles the Arcuri name means metalsmithing. This much I know. We are noted for our filigree, the same attention to detail that my mother taught me. That I have taught my daughters and sons. As fine as an Arcuri's filigree. They will speak this in the city, I will see to it. Displays of our family's work everywhere till they flock to the shop. And along the way? Along the way I will bring houses that should shine and gleam like the gems that I work with. Ones that should have more attention brought to them. Last weeks was Saik. These next two weeks, Whitehawk and Riven. Let us see how this goes\

Written By Josephine

Oct. 23, 2018, 1:12 a.m.(11/10/1009 AR)

It's something that has weighed upon my mind and from time to time spoken across the dinner table. Does one take commissions when they are approached by one who states that they have come to you because you shall do. That the one they want is unavailable and that is a shame. You are second best and.. well, that shall have to do.

I have regrets. I should not have filled that order in the end. That I still think about it to this day is a shame as well. And so I will bar his name from the shop. Not entry, the man may enter. But the cases and it's contents will be unavailable to him. Whether this is the right decision or not, I do not know. But I do know that I should have likely done this sooner. Not that I have seen him in the shop since.

Written By Josephine

Oct. 16, 2018, 10:34 p.m.(10/17/1009 AR)

It's been over a year since I lost my last son. That nasty war on the water. Nothing good ever came from the water I told them. The sea will take you from me and I will not forgive it for that. So I've spent nearly every lick of coin I have these last two months, as I see these young men and women gearing up to defend the lodge against these Shav's. I was breaking even at least, the metals for weapons and the leathers. But I was walking through the market and I saw two common boys - I say boys but in truth most everyone is far younger compared to me, but I digress. They were trying on their leathers that they had dug up from chests. Would barely protect a mouse much less a strapping lad. And so I sent Demetria to the bank. Told her to empty it clean. A noble may have a house to draw upon but there are some boys and girls from the lowers and the uppers who will be striding off to war and I'll spare their mothers and fathers as best I can, the letter written to tell them of their child's demise. For no child should pass before their mother, even if defense of our compact.

Helps toot hat Bisland threw a little coin in to bolster the pot some. Now too see who comes a calling.

Written By Josephine

Oct. 16, 2018, 8:08 a.m.(10/15/1009 AR)

Such a terrible person I am. The subterfuge. But it worked. They will have to work hard. Squabbles a plenty I see. But between them I see the love. So they shall forge their rings themselves under my eye so that they may better understand just what it will take. Reminds me of my aquabbles with my husband and the hours in the forge after, thinking upon my words and his. But that is how it is. It takes hard work to make a successful marriage.

Written By Josephine

Oct. 11, 2018, 4:17 p.m.(10/6/1009 AR)

We were going through the paperwork and the one voucher was missing. It left us puzzled to where it was and why it was not filed away. Not that someone could bring it in and use it, it's already been used. We record all the names after all. And yet, and yet the voucher is missing and the one who was bringing it back to us swears that they filed it away. We shall see though. I only hope that it's found.

Written By Josephine

Sept. 30, 2018, 10:31 p.m.(9/13/1009 AR)

It was a lovely party. Everyone seems to have come for the ring.

Can't say that I much enjoyed whomever dressed their trained pet rats up in children's clothing though. Shameful really.

Written By Josephine

Sept. 26, 2018, 4:49 p.m.(9/4/1009 AR)

Oh my. This was a very unhappy ruby. Truly. Such a tantrum. Would that you could discipline them like a child.

So fine. It can sit in the ear of someone. Alone. Throwing a tantrum there instead of in my trays and giving me a headache.

Written By Josephine

Sept. 22, 2018, 5:54 p.m.(8/24/1009 AR)

Dragonweep is always an interesting thing to work with. It comes no need to be cut, which Demetria likes. Because while I am very good at cutting stones, the vast bulk of pieces that are cut are done so by her. But dragonweep. Oh dragonweep. The expense alone means that I never often come across it but I do, now and then. When my patron came to me with his hopes and desires for the raffle in support of the lodge, I knew then what that piece of dragonweep that I had gotten for as song - and it has a lovely song - would finally be getting out of that tray and get to harmonize with the others. Unlike the other gems where I can turn their song, take their displeasure and turn it to happiness just by setting it with that which it wants, the dragonweep never changes. It's song remains sorrowful. So I have to pick pieces that blend with it. I think I have done that. The piece for auction inspired by this silly little story that Master Derovai showed me. A dragon's hand clutching at it as if declaring it is his. Those amethysts that surround it have nothing in comparison to the beauty of that dragonweep. But it sings so lovely. So very very lovely and as I sent it away, I know that whomever gets it will have a symphony or choir upon their hand, it was so loud.

Written By Josephine

Sept. 9, 2018, 9:15 p.m.(7/24/1009 AR)

That, was far more painful a thing that I have experienced and while I am not desirous of doing so again, were there children involved I would. I am assured that I shall walk, that so long as I remain off of it, it will heal well enough but that I shall require a cane should I walk greater distance than across the floor of my house or shop.

TO which, I am indulging in my senses and working on a cane. Demetria even went out to secure some Alaricite for me for the core of it and I have been busy at my bench with my feet up and working at the filigree tube that will surround it. Gems, so many. It concerns me that it might not quite sound harmonious, but we shall see. I have been very careful in where things sit.

Till then, from my chair and couch I sit and think of the lovely things that I will make when I can stand properly at my forge without the assistance of my children.

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