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== Introduction ==
== Introduction ==
Isabella has been part of the SCA since before she was born. Since birth, she has resided in the [[Barony of Bhakail]]; in June '08, when she was just shy of 10 months old, she became Marquessa of the Canton of Black Icorndall and held that title until June '13.  
Isabella has been part of the SCA since before she was born. Since birth, she has resided in the Barony of [[Bhakail]]; in June '08, when she was just shy of 10 months old, she became Marquessa of the Canton of Black Icorndall and held that title until June '13.


== Awards, Accomplishments, Etc. ==
== Awards, Accomplishments, Etc. ==

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Resides: Barony of Bhakail
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Introduction

Isabella has been part of the SCA since before she was born. Since birth, she has resided in the Barony of Bhakail; in June '08, when she was just shy of 10 months old, she became Marquessa of the Canton of Black Icorndall and held that title until June '13.

Awards, Accomplishments, Etc.

Isabella is a proud participant in the Queen's Service Initiative and was called into EK Court at Pennsic XLIII to be acknowledged for her service at War, which included a stint as gate guard at the EK Royal Encampment.

In February '13, she won the youth category in the "Dress a Fox" competition at Dancing Fox in Nordenhalle.

In March '10 at the Iron Bog Birthday event, she won the archery competition in the Populace Choice category.

A song in Isabella's honor, written by Mistress Judith Fitzhenry: Baby of Bhakail (set to the tune of "Packington's Pound")

Sweetly-blown melody borne on the air Met with the sheltering arm of the earth Wedded in harmony wondrous fair; This is the union that led to thy birth. How else couldst thou be, but lovely to see Thus fashioned from love in the highest degree? Joy you inspire with the force of a gale, Beloved and Beautiful Babe of Bhakail!

Happiness sparkles from thy shining eye Such is thy pleasure to bring us delight; All gaze in wonder as arms are thrown high, Every life moment new to thy sight. With innocent style dost thou sweetly beguile All who behold thee with a laugh and a smile. Joy you inspire with the force of a gale, Beloved and Beautiful Babe of Bhakail!