Message From the Warden:
For centuries, my family has overseen Blackreach. Through war, rebellion, famine, and siege, our walls have never been breached. Not once in its entire history has a single prisoner escaped our custody.
Until now.
Approximately one dozen inmates have fled my prison.
In doing so, they have shattered a legacy that stood unbroken for generations. I have made a mockery of my family’s name. I have dishonored my bloodline. That stain is mine to bear.
Effective immediately, I resign as Warden of Blackreach.
Control of the prison will be transferred to the authority of the Cinderforge. They will restore order where I have failed.
My time as Warden is finished. The purpose that defined my life is gone.
But I am not.
To the escapees who now skulk in shadows and celebrate their brief illusion of freedom, hear me clearly.
I no longer answer to a title.
I answer to vengeance.
My new purpose is singular. I will see each of you returned to Blackreach in chains. If chains cannot hold you, then graves will.
And on a personal note...
Melvin Mibbs.
If you are listening.
You humiliated me. You turned my life’s work into spectacle.
I will find you.
And I will be your end.
Enjoy whatever fleeting comfort you have stolen from this world.
It will not last.