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Embassy Collaborative Writing Activity Hello there! Tired of embassies just having invitations and updates? Yup us too. Embassies are pretty boring so we thought we'd use ours for something more. Embassies are also a place of outreach. A place for one region to introduce their community to another region. So why is nobody doing that!? Well we are and hopefully you will too in the spirit of fun and good will towards other regions. That's why Wintreath is sending this out. The rules are below so you can read up on how this works as well as what's a no go. The Rules Prologue When I was assigned this case I thought it would be easy and that I would finish it quickly. Just talk to the witness, learn what happened, learn who did it and let Homicide or Commercial Crimes take it off my hands. I expected to be home in time for dinner. What they didn't tell me is that I needed to be a therapist to make any progress. I mean I am a therapist but only because I got a degree online so I could get a raise. I'm not even a decent therapist. I am detective Brock Shepherd and this is my report. I'd started bright and early as usual. Well as bright as it gets in Medford, Oregon. As I passed through the gates of Rogue River Pines Asylum I could tell it was more dreary there than any rainy day could make the town. I flashed my badge, showed the director the warrant and made my way towards patient #67, located in Room #33 of the trauma ward. On the way there the director told me about his preliminary examination, "Mr. Parry Laeddis is in a fragile state right now, sir. What he experienced, the things he saw, the trauma was so great that he can't talk about it cohesively or coherently. If you aren't careful in your questioning he'll just shutdown. I cannot allow you to question him without my supervision." I thought he was overstating it at the time. Coddling the man even. I admit now that I was both careless and insensitive when I first spoke to Parry Laeddis. I walked into the room so arrogant and impatient. At the time I had no idea what kind of damage my brash attitude towards Laeddis would do. Even when I left the room having seen the look in his eyes I didn't regret that first encounter as much as I do now. I don't think that anybody who'd seen and endured so much pain would make it out alive. Looking back I'm not even sure he really did. The following is a transcript of my first line of questioning: