I did not sign up for classes at Cabotton this semester, but I will next spring.

When I first came back, in all honesty, I thought I would only be here to give my feedback before returning to my new "home" in North Kempton. I felt a bit hopeless that all parties, including Ivella, Cray Fenton, and the Third Level Society, had played me as a game pawn in their playfully rivalrous antics while making me feel that I had been the only one subject to the serious consequences to this dynamic. I gave in, not knowing what to do, for I felt defeated.

My sentiment changed, however, when I actually engaged in Terrings' idea. In all that time of railing against him, I never actually indulged in the ramifications of Terrings' idea. I never considered that the "Starster" culture could actually mutually support the "Steamster" culture.

Turns out that quest I carried out involved the transit of silver and steel. Such was produced in Iron City on North Island and carried to the Planet of Gallacia, where it was made to build more starships, as well as Steamster airships. That was only a slice of what was happening, but that was when I realized the existence of the marriage between the Steamster and Starster communities.

I've carried out example quests since. Our Spectacle audience has grown significantly in the last ten years. They've always been around, consisting of Members and non-Members, gathered around viewing ports known as Spectacles, which do not contain consoles for direct engagement. These are located in the basement chamber of every wing of every House at Cabotton as well as numerous households nearby the University. These watchers have become vibrantly interested in quests involving travel between each globe.

And earlier this week, I received a petition with over 1000 signatures that I should run for the Dungeonmaster position of the Third Level Society.

I never once saw myself as being the Dungeonmaster of the Third Level Society. In fact, I had thrown all of my support behind Karlin Maryk when he became Dungeonmaster with the hope that never in my wildest dreams would I have to rise to such an occasion. Furthermore, I was, at that point, still considering the possibility of returning to North Kempton.

When I brought this up to Ivella Ogden at 124 West Mason Street, Ivella responded with an important insight in her life. She saw her cousin, Glenda Browen, as a leading figure in the old Arturian Realm. When Glenda propped her to be the Third Level Society Dungeonmaster, the first one, she did not have a precedent from which to draw inspiration. She carried herself accordingly with " her best common sense as well as her utmost empathy for her fellow Members and their ideas," so she said.

"No one is ever 'ready,'" Ivella concluded. "But nevertheless, someone must serve the purpose."

I was still undecided over whether or not to answer. But when Karlin, himself, stated over the Public Section of the Ticketer that I would make a fine Dungeonmaster, I decided that to not rise to this would be unacceptable.

So I answered.

I still do not know how I feel about this. But at the end of the day, I will try my best to give the Society what they ask for.