I have written the letters. So polite. So official! To Astrid, in Skyrim. Her Sanctuary still stands. Still operates. But how? No Listener means no Black Sacrament, no Black Sacrament means no contracts. Her family can abandon the Old Ways, and still survive, still kill, but is that family still Brotherhood? Or something else? Something new. Something different. Something wrong? Something wrong. Still, we must go! Tomorrow, we set sail. Float on a boat through the moat called the sea her and me! Sick sick sick of the rocking tossing rolling throwing upon the gray gray waves! Sanctuary from all.