Taala's Diary

Chapter 1 - Out of the Eye

It has been as strange ... well, I don't know wheter ti call it hours or days. Everything has seemed detached and unreal, certainly things are not as they should be.
I have been ripped from the Court by some strange magical manifestation, of a power even I cannot comprehend. I knew this was no dream, but still fougth to accept what was happening. But wait .. in my confusion I leave out what may be important details. Let me start from the very beginning.
For two nights running I heard that gong. Despite enquiring amongst all palace officials and ordering several servants to investigate for me I was unable to find it's source. I am certain that, on the second night of its chiming, the world .. changed, at least for a time.
On the third the ... shall I call it a tentacle, or magic? The magic came for me. I warded against it with all my skill and might, but it was as a low-born child trying to face my powerful blood.
I was brought into a vast chamber, with huge pictures set upon the walls. Inhabiting the chamber were two others caught by the magic, and a mad woman.
I must believe her to be a mad woman, though it does remain to be seen how mad she truely is. I must hope that she is irretrievably insane, for if she is sober-minded then this is the beginning of what will not be pleasant days for me, or my companions.
Ah yes. My Companions. They seem to have no knoweldeg of Royal Blood, and do not show me respect due my station. However, the woman who called me seemed to believe thay shared blood with me, and so I treat them warily, lest they also have strong blood. I have shown them only my minor capacity for healing. Let them make of that what they will.
So. This mad woman sent us out again, accompanied by much mystic advice, and we arrived in a room occupied by an "inert" queen and a warrior woman in strage gard, who has obviously been fighting some evil manifestations for some time. She seemed almost gald of rest as was I, and thankfully my companions rightfully took watch. Perhaps this is the first sign they begin to recognise my status.
I gather the warrior-woman believes the mad woman to be dead, though perhaps the mad woman has ben trapped has been trapped within the edifice for a long time.
Bah! I reread what I have written, and it is clear I still rush over details, and present these events in an unforgivably vague and formless fashion. Still, as yet unknowing what is truth and what is madness, or exactly what the mad woman- Diedre- wanted from us it is hard to be as precise as I should.
I wil watch things carefully, both events around me and my companions, and seek a way to prove this woman mad and return to court, or else - all the gods forfend - to undergo this mission she has set us, and bring about it's success.
One final thing. If what Dierdre says is true - about there being a yet more powerful blood, which I share, then perhaps this is another misfortune come about to bring me good. I should certainly relish learning some of the magicks that she wielded to transportt us to her.
I wonde what I will find when I next awaken.