*The many emergency vid comm screens amongst Leniex flicker to life with a peculiar scene. Reynard can be seen standing in the Ven'Gyr's hanger bay, dressed in rather casual attire - a white T-shirt and jeans - standing next to a Prosecutor class VHF, fresh off the assembly line. Clearing his throat, he begins a speech...*
Men and women of the Legion, as of this day I must announce my resignation as your Lord Commander. Without change there cannot be progress, and just as we grow old and wither and as seasons change, so do the ideologies and tactics needed to ensure a better tomorrow for the people of Liberty.
All my life I have served the Legion - being born onto the Ragnarok, living amongst their ranks, witnessing our triumphs and our mistakes, our rise and our fall. From Thastus to Kaine to Mori to Aethelu to Callahan, the Legion has seen it through, and now I feel it is in the best interest of the Legion for me to step down from my post as well.
A leader must be calculated and determined, never swayed by the fall of a comrade, forcing themselves to stay detached and press on. There is a very thin line between this and simple cold heartedness, but the end result has always been with the people in mind. I am no longer fit to be that leader. I have grown attached, I've cringed at the loss of comrades and even had feelings for those within the Legion. Bittneress and feelings which have swayed my judgement time and time again.
And so it is to this end, that I hereby promote Executive Commander Grace Cal- *coughs* Incursus actual, and Star Colonel Alan 'Taneru' Markson, to Lord Commander and Executive Commander respectfully. They have both shown the utmost integrity and dedication to the Legion, and I am without a doubt that they will keep the torch lit in the days to come.
*The screen flickers a bit and begins fading to to black, Reynard being seen climbing up into the cockpit of his fighter as it does.*
