A word from the sysm...

I have the honour of representing the great author. He is, of course, now too busy writing his epic poem to have the time to continue posting to this blog.
You may be aware that he had been a manager at the Minmax Travel Advisory around the time that the Chief launched the fruitless rescue mission to recover the body of one of their writers killed by Marauders in Lawless. Some have asked why he ignored the message from Jones of the Knwaybe Defence League reporting the death of Jayjay.
I, a humble secretariat sysm, not worthy to clean the phargarties of the great author, have nontheless been awarded the great honor of explaining recent events.
I do not take the presumption of writing of the great man in the first person as if I were he, nor shall I adopt the narrative style of third person, what I have decided to do is quote from the history books which explains the events better than a humble secretariat sysm could hopt to do, although it does appears an impertenance to refer to the great author in the venacular as would his closest (in the non-physical sense of the word).
[I have in fact been physically closer to the great author than any of his friends, but then I have no olfactory sensors.]
And so we begin....