My Membership with the Third Level Society has been suspended pending hearings with the Caucus this coming week.

The night after making my September 18 journal entry, I met with Zachary Landon, Erica Clemens, Sari Frame, and even Ensara Webler at the University Library and had a long discussion. It was here that I learned of the difficult position of Finbow's Legion resulting from the Prefect re-settlement. Over 40 percent of their wealth gained from the quest was lost by the re-settlement, meaning that they had to sell off a large number of their airships. In the end, Finbow's Legion was now only about two-thirds of its original size in number. After Sari having spoken with other Members, we realized that this was happening all over Galacia, meaning that the incentive to carry out quests was being systematically nullified. So we decided to collect a list of grievances and bring it to the Dungeonmaster.

We received no response until the following evening, the 20th, I believe, when I was approached by Mordon Cramer at The Slack. Carla had received word from the Dungeonmaster regarding our collective grievance; and I confirmed this with Mordon, emphasizing how the re-settlement had effectively diminished our gains by merit.

"Why did you run straight to the Dungeonmaster?" Cramer asked. "Why not first to Carla? Or maybe even just the involved Members of the Prefectdom?"

"We've tried that before," I explained. "May I stress to you that Carla's lack of avatar involvement demonstrates itself in that regard?"

"Understood. But you do realize that your course of action flies directly in the face of 'administration by and for the body of Membership of the Society.'"

"How so? I do act on behalf of majority sentiment, or a sentiment of a significant number from my observation."

"Indeed I would consider to believe that," Cramer raised his voice. "But having been your friend for quite some time now, I've noticed you are a person of talent when it comes to social influence. While that may be beneficial in the immediate scope, charisma and deception are two of the most potent dangers to a democratic organization that is unaware. Consider that, my friend, after Ogden's departure this January."

"Remember also that the blade of a sword has two edges," I said, a little more rash than intended. But this nonsense had me riled.

To that, Mordon put his arm on my shoulder. "Carla means to do nothing other than protect the thing we love and cherish." He leaned in closer and added, "Don't destroy it." With that, he put his hat on his head and went out into the night.

I mentioned this encounter with Zachary, Erica, Sari, and Ensara. And I was barely able to conceal my fury. It sickened me that he was willing to destroy the precarious balance of power and dynamics that made this Society what it was and, furthermore, capable to render obsolete the corrupt practice of the often bloody gamble that results from a typical session of TableQuest, and to be able to place blame for its destruction on those trying to protect it.

But the trouble from Mordon was nearly forgotten in the wake of what next came to pass.

The following evening, we were called to the Northeast Basement Chamber of Fleming House to meet with Aerrin Campbell, now officially our Head Prefect for Galacia. I realized rather quickly that this meeting involved myself and the leaders from each the Green Rock Legion, Camroc Legion, and Finbow's Legion. The Prefect announced that each Legion was to relocate to a different sector of the Arturian Realm as part of an agreement between Wright and the other Administrators involved. I would be going to Parradin, the Green Rock Legion to Cresca, and Finbow's Legion to Prestia.

The only ones not in attendance, I noticed, were Peter Creon, Mordon Cramer, and the figures from the Legion of Styrn.

After that meetup, I met again with Zachary, Erica, Sari, and Ensara. And this time, we took action. We agreed on a plan to, for the remainder of the week, collect pledges from the other Members with avatars based on Galacia to, simultaneously in the afternoon of Friday, September 23, either move their points of origin out of Galacia and have nothing to do with Galacia, or completely stop all avatar engagement, so that the sub-Realm of Galacia would effectively cease to have any activity, a rather bad image for Carla if she did not agree to negotiation.

So we carried this out. And on Friday, the action began, involving not only avatars on the Terraworld in Galacia, but also those Galacians in the Dungeonworld, Antecosmos, and even the Divineworld.

The collective agenda was implemented and had its effect. However, at 9:38pm, my console was suddenly disengaged; and I received a ticker message from "the Office of Carla Wright" stating that my Membership was suspended. Not long later, I discovered that the same happened to Zachary, Sari, Erica, and Ensara; so this definitely was no coincidence. Our probation had been sent to the Bookkeeper, Mary Willard, with whom we will have a meeting, with the entire Caucus in attendance, this coming week.