Lifelong Educations

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Weds. night, late evening:

The Cabal went to investigate Eron’s burnt out apartment searching for clues trying to find a trail leading us to Tom. Eron WAS a person, but now has a spirit riding around IN him which grants him some very interesting abilities, most notably returning from the dead, resistance to physical trauma, and aggressive self-healing. He calls himself one of the “Bound”, but he refuses to speak of anything more as his death is a touchy subject for him. This has proven frustrating given he’s personally interacted with Tom and can’t give much information regarding his work.

From what I gather, Tom is just a self-serving prick with a fancy for young people. He generally doesn’t seem to do his own dirty work and he’s very aware the Arrows are on his tail. Hence the disaster we came across in Eron’s apartment.

The raids of Tom’s old hideouts pushed him into constructing a trap in Eron’s closet. A small, but terrifyingly effective, blood creature quilled with blades and knives had been put into place. It skinned Dina like a fish, though Jack did manage to patch her up for the time being. The creature was linked to a small diagram hidden under the carpet in the closet which one could imagine being a summoning/binding circle. I’m curious as to how he constructed such a thing, but that shall have to wait. For now, we’ve looked at several possessions Tom used to own such as clothes, a small brass mirror and a postcard taunting whomever found it. Luckily the connection he had to them was severed, but this is just another reminder of precautions to take in the future.

Now Ryuhon and I are trying to delve into the psyche of Tom and what our evidence can realistically support in regards to finding him and bringing him to justice. Thus far we’ve seem to hit on an interesting subject; the Hellfire Club. Whether or not this may help us is to be seen, but it may serve as a useful pet project for me in either case. Ryuhon has also mentioned a personal favorite concept of mine, Occam’s Razor. The simplest solution is to be preferred. However I hope he hasn’t glazed over the part, that is, the razor is a principle that suggests we should tend towards simpler theories until we can trade some simplicity for increased explanatory power…

From the desk of,


It was a dark and stormy night; shadows danced about the torches. They stood watch, ever vigilant, over the sleeping denizens of the castle below. Damn, that was a good movie. I’ll have to watch it again sometime! But on a brighter note! Apparently hitting level 85 on a mage makes you a Mage! Well, in my case, a Lunargent Thorne! A.K.A.: A pain in the ass? If you ever thought it was difficult just keeping your schedule straight and being on time for things as a college student, you’re right! And you’re life is sad! Because unlike me, you can’t do anything about it! HA! I only kid! Well, I really am only a kid! I’m barely 19! I can’t even drink yet, but I can Know, Compel, Unveil, Rule, Veil, and Shield Time and Fate! O.o; This is crazy sauce! And best yet! I can’t really tell anyone! Well, other Mages are alright to tell! But apparently some of them are also Nephandies (left hand path mages, evil!)! This is crazy! But so totally awesome!

I will become the greatest Librarian Ever! R.O.D. will have nothing on me (insert maniacal laughing here)!!!

I started off Awakening while playing WoW, ya… it was my first time playing it too. My friends finally convinced me to try it, and what do I get? Access to only the most powerful stuff in existence? WTF!?!? Luckily Gustov saw the event, and showed up to rescue me! And a rescue it was! Shit would have gone WRONG without his tutelage! He mentored me for a few months in the ways of being a true Mage. By the end of it, I was at least an apprentice in half the Arcanum! Not bad for a newbie, right?

Seems I’ve also gained a Familiar, I named him Kodex. He’s a really awesome Cat! Definitely amazing!

So, after finishing my training under Gustov, I was introduced to the other students of his Cabal. They placed us together as a Cabal ourselves, that we named the Drinkers of Aleph! Pretty spiffy name if you ask me! Jack, Dina, Mobius, and myself! We have a home that is our territory as a Cabal, with a Hallow, and what we have dubbed the Haven. So far, we all seem to get along rather well, and work together even better! I’ve taken up the role as the Cabal’s Librarian of course, and have made a GIANORMOUS Cabal Grimoire for us to use. I have filled the first 200 pages with amazing basic information that will forever more be useful! And always be able to be used to help give us a start on almost any project. Mobius helped find the right information to put in there as well. He also helped put in the first selection of Rotes to be recorded into it as well.

I had to retrieve an Artifact from a Sleeper as my task for joining the Free Council. It was pretty easy. Doesn’t even really warrant more reference than that. So I am now officially a member of the Free Council! HUZZAH!

Other than that, there’s been this guy named Tom. I’ve watched him do some strange things. Like purposefully leaving freshly dry cleaned jackets and a discarded path tool for the Adamantine Arrow to find. Well, we found it first, before I saw him put them there. (Hello, Acanthus! I can do things like that!) Well, Mobius and I have been working on figuring out Tom’s M.O., and piecing together the puzzle.

The other fun puzzle was the whole Eron thing. Dead boy not dead! He’s like a ‘familiar’ to a ghost, that brought him back. The refer to themselves as the Bound. They aren’t mages, so we can’t say too much about our side of things, even though he’s been rather open so to say. But he’s also not really a sleeper anymore, since he’s no longer under the Lie… its confusing. But eh, things happen.

I’ve been enjoying the Jade Buddha, Kathleen has been my waitress there, she’s a student of fashion. She doesn’t know anyone in the area, so I’m trying to be nice and friendly with her. Across the street though, there’s a guy named Christopher! He work’s in the occult shop there named the Dusty Tome. Picked up some really good finds in there so far! And definitely want to work on being his friend! So far, I know I amuse him, hooray for being an Apprentice of Mind! He’s studying for a degree in the metaphysical field. I’ll be heading down there again before the week is out. Gotta make a shopping list of books to pick up as I can. Not like I get a lot of money for the month, but eh, 700$ is more than nothing! The great thing is, I can totally do my homework while doing something else just fine now!

Kodex loves the pictures in the journal’s that the mentors gifted us. It was the starting point of our library (for the Cabal). I sanctified us as a Cabal through Fate itself. If anyone breaks the tenants of the Cabal, or basically betrays us, they will lose from their mind any and all knowledge of the Cabal and its members, and be forced to leave the area of the Cabal. We, as a whole, agreed upon the Cabal Charter and what all it depicted. Mobius helped put it into legalease [ sic ]!

Alright, I’ve been writing this while reading my homework assignment, which I just finished btw, so I think its time for a snack! HUZZAH! I’ll write more in my Grim-Kept-Thoughts, or GKT for short, later!


Grim-kept-thoughts 2

Strange things happening lately. Definitely a moment of fate tonight.

Eron came by for a little while Jack and I were exploring the fates within the city. The Fates led us to two of the Selemite Order outside of a Free Council holding. I reported that almost immediately. It was rather disconcerting when Epimethius was the one who responded with the information of whom owned the building.

So, Eron now knows about us doing ‘spells’, but assumes them to be like he did when he was a practicing Shaman, before becoming a Bound One, and knows Jack to be a Shaman. I’m not so sure we have to keep things from Eron, I know there are some things we should, of course, but simple things, I’m not so sure it would be harmful. Then again, if he had the choice, he’d probably not want to know anyways. Kodex still hates it when he comes over.

I requested all the information the Free Council has on Tom so far, got a yes for that. Going to pour over that here shortly.

We found Tom at Suede’s, she was bound in the middle of the same circle Eron was found in. He had no imago for the ritual he was casting, as though he was just setting it up for someone or something else to finish for him. We interrupted the ritual of course. He turned into a mouse, Life Arcanum, and escaped. The Challengers of Heracles showed up and helped restore the Fallen World to its natural space. The creeping Abyss pushed back out of the world. That was scary…

I would much rather be the information guy in the background! Totally not up for all this in your face action so to say. I don’t mind helping, but I want to help in a way that I am most useful! I’ve felt a breakthrough recently! I thought I was focusing on empowering my Time Arcanum, but… I definitely feel more Supernal energy within myself instead. I understand on an elemental level, a lot more of each of my Arcana, so to say, but am not able to do more with them yet. Can do what I already can do at a much higher level though! Comes way easier! I have no idea how I did that! I’m going to refresh, and start over on my focus of Time though, perhaps this time, I’ll become a Disciple of Time, instead of a Disciple of Gnosis… does that work?

I need to go figure this out…

Jack's Journal

So, I guess seeing someone die and letting them die really aren’t the same thing. Last night, we Drinkers of Aleph finally managed to track down the elusive Tom. I honestly didn’t think it would be so easy.

While Ryu and Dina sat outside, Mobius and I got in costume and in character. I’ve got to say, spending a night at Wallflowers was an interesting experiment in espionage. Also, in testing my poor kidneys and liver. Within 30 minutes of arrival, someone slipped Rohypnol into my drink. As we couldn’t risk alerting Tom to our presence, I had to spend hours fighting it off without resorting to my magics.

Gotta admit, it was kind of fun. Like having most of my inhibitions torn away to find out what was underneath. Dancing is a lot more fun when you’re too busy wondering which swirlies are real and which are hallucination to worry about whether anyone thinks you look like a fool.

Then he finally showed up. I have to admit, I wasn’t actually expecting my hunch to play out. I mean, Spider’s advice is never bad, but this time he was so dead-on it’s kind of scary. Anyway, watching Mobius trying not to barf with revulsion while playing up the snooty dominant dick-hunter was funny as hell. What wasn’t funny is when the Celemites showed up to end Tom’s life.

Just another reason for us to get more perceptive. If they’d been looking for us, Mobius and myself would now be dead. I doubt Dina would have let us die without her. I just hope Ryuhon would have had the sense to run and tell Man’s Mountain.

Having to let those nutjobs hack off Tom’s head just felt wrong somehow. We were within arm’s reach, and even though they likely would have wiped the floor with us, we could have saved him. Then again, saving him would have lead nowhere. Someone that far gone into evil is pretty much impossible to reform. The guy was courting the Abyss for fuck’s sake. So why can’t I get it out of my head?

I keep going over the situation, wondering if we could have done something differently to keep the Selemites out of this. Also, wondering what would have happened if we turned Tom over to my superiors in the Adamantine Arrow. Somehow I doubt he would have been any less dead.

Though now we’ll likely never know if he had helpers. Any other scelesti in the city no longer have to worry about us finding out about them through Tom.

Grim Kept Thoughts 3

Today was interesting! Had a Halloween party, Mobius held it at his estate, many mages showed up. I brought Kathleen and Christopher. It was a nice party, had a good time! Enjoyed the evening!

Claudia had a surprise for us. Her name is Poe. A newer mage that just graduated the Man’s Mountain Cabal’s mentorship (well, Claudia’s) two weeks ago. We met with her for a little bit during the party, then had a Cabal meeting the next day with her. She is now part of our Cabal. As a moros, we now have one of each path in the Cabal.

Definitely had fun with Christopher at the party, good dancer, till it got to the more formal dancing… O.o; yar… I think I was the only member of the Free Council that was present at the party… it was awkward… it tasted like strange!

I’ve been working towards a Legacy. Its been a little bit more difficult, as its one I’m working on by myself. I’ve been studying though! And Codex has been teaching me a few things about soul shaping. I have come up with a name of the Legacy as well, I will call it Keepers of Knowledge! I’ve been working on making my soul able to naturally protect my mind and thus protect the knowledge I have. I figured that would be a good place to start. I’ve become an apprentice of mind, and am able to do it with spells at this point, but from what I’ve been told by other FC members, Legacy attainments work differently.

Well, its off to bed for now. Wonder what adventures await us. Its nice having the Tom issue done with! Don’t have to worry about that asshole anymore.

Angels and Demons and Ghosts, oh my!

Weds. Nov. 24th

Well sir, I have to hand it to you, you’re just full of surprises. One minute you’re losing your sanity to a dream world and the next your giving legal council to unfortunate battered women. There truly is no middle ground with you. It’s either one extreme or the other. Then again, what else would you ask of a Mastigos? What else would you ask of yourself period? Either play the hand you’re given or fold. But you know what you’re problem is? You bluff a losing hand when you should have folded. And since you never fold, you’re eventually going to lose. Hurts to admit it, doesn’t it?

However, you were taught better. While Tadzio may be hell on earth next to Pandemonium, if she’s anything related to you and your Watchtower, she didn’t give you the half-ass tutoring the others got. Be smart and recognize your weaknesses. Then conquer them. If you’re man enough to admit you can lose, you can be man enough get back up when it happens.

It’s a good start to deal with what’s happening. Something is calling to your cabal to take action and free it to either become an Oracle to battle the Exarchs or it’s playing you all for chumps. So step one, it’s more powerful than you. It’s holding the ball, but it just put it in our court. Now step two, the game is on our playing field. Home field advantage is a plus and from what I’ve gathered from Dr. C, evil only triumphs when the good takes the bench. Step three then is take some action. Do something. DO SOMETHING YOU COWARD! But be smart about it. Don’t be dumb and get yourself neck deep in demonic shit. You only get one soul, so if you INSIST on selling it, don’t short change yourself. Trade up, don’t trade in, and only when the market is good. And for fucks sake, do it only as a last resort and keep the receipt.

In the mean time, watch, listen, learn and make progress. Work smarter, not harder and stop being a recluse. Spiders are Jack’s forte’. (Recluse… spiders… get it? It was worth a shot…). Learn your craft, perfect it, and use it to solve the secret of Selemite. Otherwise your city is #3 on the list for eradication, and it’s a pain in the ass to build an empire from scratch. At least make an attempt to save what you’ve worked for. You owe everyone that much.

From the desk of

Grim Kept Thoughts 5

Well, this is an interesting project I’ve started. Thankfully, being an Ancanthus I was able to ensure my computer network wouldn’t malfunction, or overheat, and was able to expedite the process. I’ve started the workings on a massive computer program that does a 3D model of Isidis, and as we explore will include the underground. I have it set up so that various overlays can be saved as different files and opened up on top of each other. Thus keeping notes about locations and where things happened. I’m going to provide a base copy of the program to the Mysterium since their maps are greatly helping in the information department, and to the Free Council for their use as well.

P’o got Kodex a box! Kodex loves that damn box WAY too much! While I was working on my programming, P’o stayed with me while Dina, Jack, and Mobius went out to do some research and speak with some local spirits about the whole Selemite Order thing. I put Buffy the Vampire Slayer on for P’o to watch. I think she thinks I did it just to make fun of her, but I was really hoping she’d like it.

I’m about a little more than a third of the way done with the entire programming, and making it smooth. It’s going to be far too large to do online, though I am pretty sure in the Free Council, we can refine it even more and make it work on an internal network easily. That would be epic.

I’m excited to get this project completed, this is gonna make maping things and various other occult studies so much easier! I’m gonna see about getting the Lay Lines of the city incorporated into the program as well! And definitely going to use it for Librarian work.

I have done it! After time and time of focusing on forging my soul towards being the best Supernal Librarian that I can. I have decided to name the Legacy “Keepers of knowledge”. At this point, I have mastered protecting my mind and the knowledge I have in there. I’ve also gotten better at creating Grimoires. I tested the theory, and my research has paid off! I was able to place a rote into the grimoire without it being removed from my mind! This is epic! OMGAH! I’m gonna share this with the rest of the Cabal! Maybe now they’ll be more willing to help fill in the Grimoire with rotes!

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sorry… Kodex wanted attention, and said I had to leave his message… so um… ya, Kodex says “ajklfasdjnvan;ej a”… whatever that means… I still need to confirm whether or not Kodex can eat souls… I’m fairly certain he can… and that just scares me!

Poe, between sessions 1

The printer hummed softly as it spat out the headline articles. Dog eared paperbacks sat in a haphazard pile waiting to be put into her travel pack. A small lantern flashlight rested in its charger. Sticks of incense weren’t necessary, but Poe liked to use them anyway. It appealed to her sense of aesthetics.

She liked to visit the graveyard at least once a week and read to the residents. It was a little like an old folks home, not everyone there could talk to her, not everyone there would talk to her, but the ones that did loved it when she came around. She shared local and world news that they didn’t normally get a chance to hear, she also would read a few chapters from best sellers. Not a lot to pass the time in the cemetery.

She had started doing this while still under Claudia’s care, she wanted a network of people who, even if she couldn’t find a mage, had a first-hand knowledge of the past. This would be the first time she went to them with questions. She needed to find a member of the Selemite Order, the rest of her cobal was still debating whether or not the vision was true but she knew it was real, and very very important. Without the sacrifice of the heads of the Order, terrible things would happen and it was up to them to make sure it happened.

Oh God.

It was up to them to make sure that those people died.

It hadn’t really been real before. The first images she had seen had been in the far past, so far that she had a hard time conceptualizing it. It was almost myth, She had maintained that shield of disconnection for the rest of her time in the dream world. But now that shield was pierced. She would have to help make sure that these people died, and died horribly.

Poe stood up from the computer so fast she knocked over her chair and sprinted from the room. She made it to the toilet just in time. After, she stayed kneeling and trembling for several moments before she was able to pull herself together enough to flush and wash out her mouth.

In the hallway she ran into Jack.

“Are you feeling okay, Poe?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” she mumbled, not looking him in the eye. Thankfully, he didn’t push and she was able to escape back to her room.

The Inner Jack

The door to his room thudded shut, a quick flick of his wrist pushing home the dead bolt with a sense of finality before he stalked angrily to the bed and sat. Bottle in one hand and a copy of the contract in the other, Jack glared angrily at the text.

It was well-written, sound, binding, a solution to the problem. Yet it still didn’t feel right.

So far, he knew of at least four people whose souls had been eaten by the gods-damned cat. If the cat were a mage, he’d be hunted down by every member of the Consilium in no less brutal and thorough a manner than Tom had been. In fact, to Jack’s mind, Codex had done worse than Tom ever managed.

A quick scrounging under his bed brought out his journal, which he slapped on the desk and flipped open, scrawling angry letters between mouthfuls of whiskey.

_Dear Journal,

Does the natural amorality of a spirit make it any less accountable for its actions than a human being?

I hate the monstrous bastards. Never trust a fucking spirit. Never. They aren’t people, they aren’t human, and they don’t give a fuck about us._

Giving the journal an angry shove that sent it to the floor, Jack laid back on his bed, growling as his head thumped into the wall. The bottle seemed a better consolation than most. At least if he drank enough, he wouldn’t have to dream about those empty eyes, the soul-less hobo he’d had to coach on how to eat beans, or the stricken look on Ryuhon’s face when Dina had so angrily told him the cat had to go.

He didn’t want to think about how that was going to play out – How he was going to convince Dina to give the cat a second chance. How he was going to convince Ryuhon to trust Dina around Codex. How he was going to deal with the energetic, excited look Mobius had gotten over the whole thing.

With a grunt, he slid off the bed and to his knees to scoop up his wrongfully-abused journal.

“Sorry, buddy. Not your fault. …I’m talking to a fucking book, what the fuck is wrong with me?”

Nonetheless, he put the journal to his forehead and sat, wishing he could talk to the bit of dead tree, ask it questions about what to do and get real answers. Bothering Spider with this seemed silly. After all, though Spider was a good friend, he wasn’t the emotional type who would easily understand this sort of thing.

After a while, he slid back up onto the bed, laying the book in his lap, and continued to worship the grain. Among its many blessings, dreamless sleep beckoned. He’d do chiminage in the morning, in form of hangover.

Grim Kept Thoughts 4

The program is almost finished. Well, the programming is finished, I’m just touching up the program by adding the z values for the undercity. The rest of the Cabal is down there now exploring. We are also looking into something that Erin and his ‘crew’ asked us to look into. The whole ordeal with the dead getting up and walking. Apparently Jack’s sister had an encounter with one getting up from the morgue and storming out. It ripped the door off, even though it didn’t need to. Other than that, it just up and left. We have managed to determine a location (about) in the undercity where these undead have been going. I’ve helped them find a spot for the night to camp out. Somewhere they can easily defend if needed. So far, the most interesting find is the pile of bones under an alley way off of University Blvd.

I have my unveiling for my program scheduled for the 20th of December at 7:30 pm, at the Amethyst Theater Hall. Epimethius will be opening the meeting, than turning it over to me for the presentation, than some questions and answer time. Kind of exited about this! My first major piece of creation, well, okies, maybe my second. My legacy would be my first. However, my first major creation that I’m able to share with the rest of my order, and apparently its something the Free Council can use as well.

Fall semester is finally over! I got myself signed up for next semester already. Hard to believe my second semester of college is starting next month. I’m hopping the rest of the cabal won’t be down in the undercity for too much longer. They went down with enough stuff for a few days.

Maybe I’ll pick up horseback riding… never know when that will come in useful.


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