<sigh> Times are tough for the inquisition. People are happier and consorting with heretics less. To make matters worse, I've been ordered to keep an eye on the inspector, on account of my familiarity with his...activities. <sigh> O Halone, why have You forsaken me...

It's begun, Forename. Inquisitors are being released from their positions and told to seek employment elsewhere. “Wasteful expenditures must be purged,” they say. Just the thought of being cast out onto the streets sends a shiver up my spine. I mean, my skills are not exactly suited to other professions! I can't just up and become a bloody baker!

Obtaining permission to peruse the forbidden tomes is no simple matter. The paperwork alone is enough to make even the most dedicated inquisitor think twice, and it can take several moons for a request to be formally processed. Alternatively, I could probably gain access to the archives given my status as “sweeper in perpetuity,” but I would rather not rely on that particular “privilege” bestowed upon me by Ser Charibert...