crystal;

[satinet]

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Cassius Black
RECIPIENT: All y'all
NOTES: So long and thanks for all the fish; various divheads, please assume he filed his resignation in writing prior to this.

Greetings, Riftwatch! This is First Enchanter Black speaking.

I know, I know. I know exactly what you're thinking: 'Ah, the Seneschal. What thoughtful improvements will he have for us today? What clever initiatives has he devised for all our comfort and security? What amusing witticisms?'

On the contrary! I'm dismayed to say that I'll be offering none of those things today. Instead, this is a most sincere and hopefully [because otherwise he'll have to chop off his anchor-embedded arm and he's rather attached to it; what you people do or how you fare is of little concern to him] very temporary farewell. This also serves as my public resignation from my post. I've received word of one of two pressing concerns which will take me out of the Gallows for some time, and it seemed unjust in the extreme to leave you all unmanaged in my absence.

While away, and in consideration of the fact that there is likely to be some interim appointee to the post who will have their hands full, I've taken the liberty of converting our much loved comments box [which recently had a dead rat stuffed in it] into a public board stationed outside of the Seneschal's office. I would hate for anyone's thoughts to go unaddressed simply because I'm not here to sort through them.

Be well. I'll be off by month end should anyone imagine they have pressing business to discuss or feel moved to thank me in person for my faithful service.

Comments

[illithidnapped]

'Pressing concerns?'

You do realize that makes it sound as if you're bailing on us because you somehow tripped over a snippet of intel that just read: Kirkwall is done for, Orlais has all the fluffy pillows and balmy weather you might like.

[Translation: he can't believe you'd leave him like this, sir. The mischief ratio is dropping by at least twenty-five percent, if not more.]

[satinet]

To be fair, Orlesian down pillows are very soft.

[illithidnapped]

[Mildly] Notice that's not a no to the first bit, I might add.

...but I suppose they are.

[Gods know Astarion certainly would import more if he could— and probably will, someday, barring the end of the world.]

Will you not at least tell me where you're going so that I can write to you every now and then?

[satinet]

I'm touched.

—Though I'm afraid I'll be moving around slightly too much to produce any useful address for the moment. I'm to Cumberland, and then Orlais, and who knows where after.

[armd]

Aw c'mon, the diplomatic thing wasn't that bad.

[satinet]

Oh, I like to believe I'm leaving this place and the people in it much improved—a more enlighten state, as it were. [Is this is a joke about the widening of various windows throughout the Gallows? Yes it is.]

Thrilled to see how these strides are sabotaged in my absence.

[armd]

(Groan.

Sir, it's a bad joke.)

We're gonna get to work installing really wide curtains the moment you leave.