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FORM: Sending Crystal
SENDER: Thranduil
RECIPIENT: Everyone in Kirkwall
WHAT: Thranduil graciously eats humble pie.
WHEN: Today! (12th Wintermarch)
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: Following the fire.

This past Friday, there was a small fire in the section of the tower reserved for the Division heads, specifically my own office and private quarters. Thanks to the efforts of several, including Ser Coupe, no one was injured, and our greatest losses were a few pieces of furniture.

The blaze was my fault. I failed twice, in not properly banking the fire and checking the new wood for dampness caused by the logs being outside during a freeze, and also in not informing the staff that I would be out for the week.

Given the recent cold and what measures we take to remedy it, I politely request that no one repeat my foolishness, stay attentive, and review Gallows evacuation plans in case of a fire. Those that wish to speak with me will find me in the library until my office is cleaned, likely by the middle of next week.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

True enough.

❰ she still thinks this was bullshit made up for some reason, but without any real reason to think so other than "this is a weird moral stance to be taking over a fire that hurt nothing but furniture" she's not about to make any kind of deal of it. maybe he's trying to cover for somebody else, who knows. it's not really her business either way. ❱

Also true enough. You seem to have enough of a head on your shoulders to avoid that particular pitfall, goodsir — it's Thranduil, isn't it? At least, Thranduil is the only male division head I know of. Is there a title you'd prefer I call you by?

Indeed. I am a weed among flowers, [ stoically. ]

Enough height, I hope, to simply step out of any pit I find myself in. I have no title. Elves cannot hold them but in Orlais, and we are, alas, not in Orlais, and there is also the Rift matter. I am only Thranduil.