My Farewell
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I am leaving the City. This is my formal resignation.
This Council, far from being the force for the people, and their voice, has been far too interested in factional disputes rather than communal effort to the betterment of all. The Council may have been born from a single goal, but to be festering in this mentality for far too long without a new goal has weighed too heavy on me. Therefore I leave this Council to seek my path as a warrior.
When you have want or need of me, I will be in Thunderholme. If letters reach there still, they will find me.
May the foundations of the City be more solid than I think.
-Grurec, Son of Torunden
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Moved from Plot Faction: Council of Twelve Peers by S Swifty Willownall
