Good folk of Sanctuary,

We would like to inform you that the members of the Mithrilsoul Company have grown in number and have voted to be a clan.

There will be a naming ceremony, known as a celebration in your culture. Yet as the vote is complete, we are now a clan by our wishes and would respectfully request that this be stated in your records.

Faenor Breena Watchever High Holy One of the Mithrilsoul Clan Administrator of the Sanctuary Shelter

Jafar thoughtfully nibbles on an experimental bettle-belly pie, wondering when the last time an organization declared their existence to the council was. His reminiscing lasts as long as the pie, and by the end he still hasn't remembered. One of the copies is filed, the other available for return to the clan. It now bears at the bottom a large, curly, note:

RECEIVED.

Breena nods in satisfaction at the prompt response from the usually ponderous and slow human bureaucracy. She neatly tucks away the response, as recordkeeping is an important part of dwarven culture, and the responsibility of the clergy of Berronar.