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Written By Isolde

Dec. 8, 2016, 10:01 p.m.(5/2/1005 AR)

Today is a -lovely- day. Utterly, wonderfully lovely.

Written By Isolde

Dec. 4, 2016, 3:14 p.m.(4/17/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Deva

I've known this particular Redrain for longer than any other in this mad city. Of course, -clearly- she's my sister, rather than the woman that looks more like me. But, royal foibles aside, I've gotten to know her more during the chaos of our lives lately, and I find her... so utterly different from me in every way, and I love her for it. One day, we'll find that middle place where we share common ground, outside of our love for her brother, and... well, it would sound wretchedly sappy to say I will call her sister in truth, she's definitely someone I will count within my inner circle of friends.

Sapphire. Stealthed in plain sight. Don't forget.

Written By Isolde

Dec. 4, 2016, 1:41 p.m.(4/17/1005 AR)

All good things must come to an end, I suppose. I didn't realize how much I wanted this to after all.

Written By Isolde

Dec. 1, 2016, 8:15 p.m.(4/9/1005 AR)

I -do- so love it when a plan comes together.

Written By Isolde

Nov. 27, 2016, 2:05 p.m.(3/24/1005 AR)

Theological Musings.
I've never seen a city so blinded, yet so enlightened. The untapped potential for controlled passions has never been more invigorating, yet the utter denial of such necessities breaks my faithful heart. I learn much, even of my own journey, and the need for the Dark Reflection has never been more acute.

Amongst the Lyceum, the respect and dedication to the Thirteenth has waned. The spirit of the other Houses has always been one of 'ignore and maybe it'll go away,' but the favored people of the Reflection have lost sight of the truth of his word.

Strength comes from embracing the darknesses within us, and using them as tools, rather than denying or even vilifying them. The corruption of the soul comes when that balance falls to one side or the other, for Light blinds, more painfully, and just as much as Darkness. Corruption is not the agency of the Thirteenth, but the bane of it. What strength can there be in a corrupted soul? Onle one honest with themselves and who they truly are can be purified and made whole.

The lessons, skewed and perverted infect all manner of vocation, influential and overlooked alike. Perhaps the animostiy comes from resisting the call of the soul, and the ignorance in what that call means, what it requires. Even in my imperfection, I realize the danger that faces me, whenever I look into the mirror, and it is only through the understanding of the Dark Reflection that I do not fall to that blighted existence.

My prayer to thee, oh Thirteenth of the Completed Pantheon, is to have the understanding embrace all who wish salvation from themselves, and the corrpution they've allowed to blind their hearts and minds. The Compact can stand on no less than whole souls.

Written By Isolde

Nov. 25, 2016, 2:03 p.m.(3/18/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Juliet

Women of the Lyceum all fall upon a spectrum, especially those without the responsibility of leadership. We tend to be... freer with our indulgences, and our desire to experience life in the fullest.

I am never not in wonder when I find myself on a more -conservative- end of such a measure. Well, conservative for Lycene women. I'm certain 'hedonist' would be the politest descriptor outside the Hundred Cities. But gracious, do I admire the variety of flavors within the cities, and now here in Arx.

Lady Juliet is a fascinating creature. I'll be interested to watch where her path leads.

Written By Isolde

Nov. 25, 2016, 1:47 p.m.(3/18/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Leola

An intriguing little woman of the Saik barony. It seems almost cruel she's thrown into Arx, but that may be my protective streak coming out. I may steal her for Eos, as the second half of his... -magnificent- gift to me. Or I may be merciful. She's sweet, and so out of her depth in an urban setting. I worry for her, but knowing the Saiks, and the Malvici's, she'll be all right, not to mention the Velenosa. I can't help but want to put her in my pocket, though.

Written By Isolde

Nov. 22, 2016, 12:55 a.m.(3/8/1005 AR)

Life.
Death.
Love.
They don't discriminate between the saint and the sinner, the righteous and the reflection.
They just take, and take, and take.
We continue to live.
We continue to love.
We continue to make our mistakes, find our way, and we press on.
We rise to heights untold, falling through the deepest depths.
And for the strong of us, there will be a reason we survive, and the bounty, the fortune of the future will be ours.
If we work, and we remain patient.
If we remain patient.

Written By Isolde

Nov. 18, 2016, 2:50 a.m.(2/24/1005 AR)

Visions like confections in the night, formed from all around us.
I, for one, cannot be bothered to be contrary.
Journey far and wide
And upon the septumnal oceans.
All of us seek that which we are.

Occasionally those might take advantage.
Others look for the cruelty upon them.
And still, those desire to use the lash and chain.
And their reflection seek it for themselves.

- Some days I think wiser words have never been spoken.

Written By Isolde

Nov. 14, 2016, 11:48 p.m.(2/14/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Darren

Well, that just happened.

The commonfolk will be telling tales for weeks, I think, of how the wicked Mirrormask seduced a High Prince. Or maybe they won't notice at all. Either way, someone needs to teach that man better timing. I suppose that's my obligation now.

The darling man. I'd give him the world, even if I don't get the stars. But don't tell him that. Darren, don't read this part.

Written By Isolde

Nov. 14, 2016, 7:58 p.m.(2/14/1005 AR)

Blessed Reflection, Darkenss to the Light,
Let my Pride be forged into action, a unifiying force.
Let my Lust for Vengeance be an inspiration, that strengthens the Compact.
Let my Fury be made manifest, a weapon against the enemies that seek to divide us.
Let my Greed reflect the bounty of your favor, that all may come to you, and embrace their own Reflection.
In all things, I glorify you, and I dance eternal to your song.

Written By Isolde

Nov. 11, 2016, 4:09 p.m.(2/5/1005 AR)

* Learn how to not get distracted and want a tree-trimmed outfit. Itchy. Fur.

Written By Isolde

Nov. 11, 2016, 4:08 p.m.(2/5/1005 AR)

To Do List:
* Get a new outfit, Exotic Leather, fir trimmed?
* Get a new outfit, Fireweave (Holy Request)
* Learn how to train my new pet how to rip out the throats of my enemies.
* Host a religious event. Without inciting riots.
* Reprioritize my life
* Actually focus on the important things of life.

Written By Isolde

Nov. 11, 2016, 4:04 p.m.(2/4/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Calypso

Lady General Calypso is a delight. How else can one say it? We have so little in common, but what we do, a determination and passion to protect the ones we love, is transcendant. I haven't played Chess in some time, and hopefully our gaming dates will continue. I might even forgive her brother for running off on some adventure without me, for her sake.

Written By Isolde

Nov. 6, 2016, 2:46 a.m.(1/16/1005 AR)

It is said a Willow is the strongest of trees. When the storm blows, they bend, adapt, where other trees, though strong, will break because they cannot bend. I try to remember this, and pity the oaks that fall, broken when the sun rises after the storm. I have determined to be more the willow, so I can shelter others from the oncoming torrent.

Some days I succeed better than others. I treasure those days.

Written By Isolde

Nov. 6, 2016, 2:43 a.m.(1/16/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Donrai

I strangely appreciate Prince Donrai. Granted, I am pleased that my liver wasn't eaten with a side of fava beans and a nice Southport Chianti, but there was something... refreshing about chatting with the Prince of Thrax. I doubt it would become a habit, but I'll have to visit the Thrax more often.

Written By Isolde

Nov. 5, 2016, 4:06 a.m.(1/13/1005 AR)

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.

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Oct. 23, 2016, 10:58 p.m.(12/4/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Aldwin

THe Archscholar is, unsurprisingly, fascinating to talk to. I just... I have such reservations about his openness. Perhaps I am too paranoid these days. I want to trust him, I really do. But when the darkness comes, can we afford to be unbiased? We shall see. I clearly need to speak more with him.

Written By Isolde

Oct. 16, 2016, 10:18 p.m.(11/11/1004 AR)

A Song for My Beloved

Only you can see
Who I really am.
And now I can feel free
Even behind the mask.

Only now does my reflection show
Who I truly am.
Because of you, I now know,
Who I was meant to be.

(A work in progress. I should hire a Whisper to do this for me.)

Written By Isolde

Oct. 16, 2016, 10:06 p.m.(11/11/1004 AR)

As the Mirror's Masquerade approaches, it seems to me that the word of the Thirteenth needs to be made clearer, simpler for the masses, and well, others, to understand. I have decided to go about my mission in a completely different way. The mystique of Arx blinded me, but my eyes have been opened. It is imperative the eyes of others be opened as well, so we can know the wheat from the chaff.

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