Darth Surgo sat in his ceremonial robes, seething in anger and hatred, red electric sparking around him, smelling of ozone. He had been called back to the Dark Hall on Eos, to take care of the headquarters of the Secret Order - and his flight had been delayed by over an hour. His coffee was cold and bitter, his luggage was probably lost, and the temperature inside the flight hangar was a little bit too high for wearing the thick, velvet, golden robes of the Grand Master. It was a nightmare, and he still had to fly across the galaxy to get home.
To the agents of the Secret Order: it has been an honor leading you for the last two years, but my time as Grand Master is at an end. I spent nearly twenty years aspiring to this position and never imagined it would be passed to me, but now have personal ventures that I must continue onwards with, and I want to make sure that the organization moves forward. I am incredibly proud of the progress we’ve made in transitioning to the Secret Order: adopting new game systems, reinstating the Herald, producing the Path system, reorganizing the Dark Council, and more; but it’s time for someone else to take the lead who can put more time and energy into the organization.
XO Kamjin will temporarily take the position as Grand Master while we select a new one. Expect to hear from him soon. I’ll be around as Praetor to the GM until the new one makes the wise decision to kick me out. Thank you all for your trust, sincerity, and feedback while we’ve transitioned to the Secret Order.
May the Force serve you well.