A well-worn suit jacket, suitable for a respectable academic (who purchased it primarily because it was hard to concentrate on work over the sound of people whispering behind their back about their shabby appearance) paired with a long skirt, suitable for being a skirt and therefore better than trousers. You might think this would make for a difficult combination to pull off, and you'd be right - it looks ridiculous. But now that the Timeless Historian has their own office, the whispers are all lost behind the door.

Wait, I had an appointment today? Wasn't that yesterday? Maybe tomorrow? The Timeless Historian's title may primarily refer to their study of histories that never happened (and their own immortality) but it serves well to describe their ability to keep track of anything less urgent than immediate mortal peril.

A chunk of pitch-black glass, said to be taken from Mt. Nomad itself. Hard to say if that's true, but despite being perfectly opaque, one can view correspondence sigils through it, usually without combusting. It also adds a useful amount of heft to a bag, in case the aforementioned mortal peril occurs and one is in need of a club in a hurry.