Much and much has transpired since last I reported my decrepit avatar's activities. Nothing nirnshaking mind you. Just more of those mundane tasks that constitute nearly the whole of his existence. Since incurring the displeasure of the Nine for blasphemous behavior (Holiday in the Isles. What was he thinking?) he has been extra diligent in fulfilling his various commitments to the Empire. His most recent patrol circuit was completed in record time. Much tax was gathered. He of course supplemented these excursions with private mercantile commissions designed to increased his coffers. The Nine don't much object to that for some reason.
He should begin a new patrol circuit today, but seriously considers postponement until the heavy rains that have plagued their every step these past several days cease or at least lessen to a tolerable level.
-Decrepit-