Gryffon was taking his time unpacking into the office of the Combat Master. His head was still throbbing from the revelry of the previous night. His body ached as well, and he had more than a few bruises. He wasn't really sure where he got them from, as the last thing he remembered coherently wass a rather energetic Krath Guardian asking about advancement in the ACC, and volunteering to show off her skills. He chuckled to himself, "That must have been one heck of a fight."

     Slowly the box emptied, and as the last of the items were removed from it and placed appropriately, Gryffon let out a sigh and sat down in the chair behind the desk. He logged into the terminal and composed a message to the staff and members of the ACC.

<begin network transmission....>

message posted by: Gryffon De'Urtha Cantor
recipients: ACC-staff, ACC-users
message-id: 293.8891-35
date: 2004.03.11

To all members of the ACC;

I wish it to be known that I pledge to do
my best to live up to the title that I now
hold. With the desire to make my transition
as smooth as possible, I am curently
making no staff changes. Consider
things business as usual for the time
being.

Thank you for your support
~Gryffon

<....network transmission sent successfully>
</begin>
     Gryffon leaned back in his chair and took a deep breath before leaning forward again to the terminal. His fingers went to action bringing up manuals and guides on the inner workings of the ACC. This was going to be a long day.