(no subject)

[reynardo.livejournal.com]

To: Admissions Dept,
Civic Festhall, Sigil,
Plane of Concordant Opposition

From: Calair Icebrook
c/o: House of Fine Hats,
#22 Lantern Street,
Delros.


To whom it may concern:

Please find attached my application for membership of your esteemed organisation. As I am currently unable to travel to a Festhall in person, due to work commitments, I would like to fulfil the membership obligations by correspondence; find attached, also, a self-addressed pouch suitable for this purpose.

I look forwards to hearing from you and receiving my sensory stone.

Regards,
C. Icebrook

Admissions Dept,
Civic Festhall, Sigil,
Plane of Concordant Opposition
Ref: Application 200408111635

Dear Ms Icebrook,

Thank you for your application for membership of our organisation. As you are aware, our membership requirements are rigorous and the selection process stringent to ensure that the correct class of postulant is admitted.

Your application has been examined over the last 8 months by the entire committee with reference to the required experience, and it is with deep regret that we have to inform you that your application, while certainly detailed and very eclectic in the areas covered, did not meet the exacting conditions and qualifications for entry.

However it has come to our notice that an elf of the name Icebrook was supposedly married at one point to a dwarf of the Cletus Clan from the western mountain range on your island. If indeed this elf was your good self, then by providing proof of this marriage you will have exceeded the requirements for entry, and we would be glad to welcome you into our organisation.

Yours sincerely,

S. de la Salcion
Admissions Manager
Dilettante Division.

Social Intercourse

[calair.livejournal.com]

To: S. de la Salcion,
Admissions Manager,
Dilettante Division,
Civic Festhall, Sigil,
Plane of Concordant Opposition
Ref: Application 200408111635

From: Calair Icebrook
c/o: House of Fine Hats,
#22 Lantern Street,
Delros.

Dear Mr/Ms. de la Salcion,

I was gratified to receive your prompt response to my application. It is very good of you to write back; I apologise for the lateness of my reply, but I get a great deal of mail these days and apparently your response somehow got lost amidst it all as I have only just seen it now, eight months after my application was sent.

I am sorry to hear of your difficulty and appreciate the distress this must be causing you. I am afraid my time is somewhat limited of late - I have been figuratively and now and then literally deluged by requests for help and appearances, and I am currently considering offers of membership and invitations for patronage of a wide number of other organisations; perhaps you have heard of the College of Fohlucan? But I have long had a soft spot for the Order of Sensation, owing to long-standing family ties and the like, so I shall certainly do my best to help you out of the unfortunate situation in which you find yourself; I am sure we can settle this difficulty one way or another.

Alas, I am afraid I am not entirely certain what exactly you are referring to; while I have indeed encountered the (now sadly demised) Clan Cletus in the course of my work, the rest I think has more to do with lurid scandal-sheets (whose frequent and inaccurate attention is, naturally, one of the drawbacks of a successful adventuring career) than actual events. Perhaps you could explain exactly what the pertinent entry requirement is, so I can help you to resolve this? I would be delighted to supply you with further material from my adventures; perhaps you would be interested in a pair of leather-sewing needles made from the wristbones of the Dark Druids who crossed me early last year, for the Order's trophy rooms? Or a small vial of ash taken from the smoking ruins of the Delros Chronicle offices shortly after their publication of a series of poorly-researched articles on a subject not unrelated to our discourse?

Failing that, I could offer you a series of epic eahi composed on my travels, or an amusing tale concerning a gnome who believes himself to be a paladin?

I remain your benevolent friend,

Calair Icebrook