To Weed out the Rot, 257 S.A.

[Unwillingly 18096]

 

O N   A F F A I R S   O F   T H E   D A R K

Issued by the High Prince and Grace of the Ivory Crown

13th of The Snow’s Maiden, 257 S.A.

 

 

To the Denizens of Cauróst,

 

Be warned, for Ibleesian agents and conduits of undeath toil near the coasts of the Ilharcress woods! An onslaught of late wanton attacks at the behest of monsters and demons alike have rattled the serenity of our kind people, Caras Siol, and eastern Azuras. 

 

While extensive information cannot be offered in public address, the Ivory Crown deems necessary the mobilization of the city’s huntsmen, tacticians, and swordrights in order to rally to the defense of the eastern coast. The crown seeks aid, both local and foreign, willing to converge on the exchange of knowledge, information, and strategy as it pertains to resisting the forces of the dark. 

 

Those to whom this message appeals are to write to Galahad Ilumrin ((Unwillingly)), Veluc Striixi ((x_amongus_x)), Rhianwen aen Sov ((deviouschungus)), or Leithril of Rho’ger ((kawaiihiccup)).

 

Signed,

Galahad Ílumrin

High Prince of Cauróst, Prince of Malinor & Eldest Son of Húrin Ilumrin

 

[Hiccup392 724]

One such loyal Arkknight began readying a paper and quill to write to the Prince, just to find that her own name was penned!

 

The missive was instead plastered to the front entrance of the Sunlit Sanctum, for the remaining Holy Knights to assemble. :>

[Nectorist 12869]

18 minutes ago, Unwillingly said:

Be warned, for Ibleesian agents and conduits of undeath toil near the coasts of the Ilharcress woods!

"Do you have a source on that?

 

Source?

 

A source. I need a source.

 

Sorry, I mean I need a source that explicitly states your argument. This is just tangential to the discussion.

 

No, you can't make inferences and observations from the sources you've gathered. Any additional comments from you MUST be a subset of the information from the sources you've gathered.

 

You can't make normative statements from empirical evidence.

 

Do you have a degree in that field?

 

A college degree? In that field?

 

Then your arguments are invalid.

 

No, it doesn't matter how close those data points are correlated. Correlation does not equal causation.

 

Correlation does not equal causation.

 

CORRELATION. DOES. NOT. EQUAL. CAUSATION.

 

You still haven't provided me a valid source yet.

 

Nope, still haven't.

 

I just looked through all 308 pages of your legal codex, figures I'm debating a glormpf supporter. A moron."

Says Galar upon reading the document.

[wolfdwg 2677]

"The hells themselves cannot stop me. If our allies in Caurost require aid, the Order of the Red Dragon shall answer," remarked the Imperial Grand Knight to his Dragon Knights.

[ibraheemc2000 2965]

5 minutes ago, wolfdwg said:

"The hells themselves cannot stop me. If our allies in Caurost require aid, the Order of the Red Dragon shall answer," remarked the Imperial Grand Knight to his Dragon Knights.

A Imperial Dragon in gold nodded toward his Grand master, a bow of the head "Your wish, Our hands." he remarked, at their side.

[Tav 4336]

Night gales swept through Túrin, accompanying him as he ruminated, gathering what no other ear could; twilight was extensive, he’d come to find out, as he couldn't help but peer towards the aforementioned forests. 

Honourbound is his bloodline, duty his birthright; thus, a silver blade is kept close.

[F1F4 121]

Mid-measure, her gloved hand remained resting over a boiling flask requested in defence. A faint smile, with a cross face. Her eyes traced the signature bestowed to the decree, shortly averting to the side - where she swept the parchment near her instruments. She resumed her work. 

"At last."
"Heaven will set foot soon enough."

[Coronate 5519]

 

" VELUC STRIXXI. I WILL SAVE YOU, OLD FRIEND. "

 

Commented the legendary co-founder of Caurost. They would always have an immortal warlord in their time of need.

[woke 1157]

8 hours ago, wolfdwg said:

"The hells themselves cannot stop me. If our allies in Caurost require aid, the Order of the Red Dragon shall answer," remarked the Imperial Grand Knight to his Dragon Knights.

"AYE SIR!!" yelled out the Dagger

[Chuuwys 502]

Traveling on the back of her horse through thick rain, a particular Mali'ame stops by the missive board on her way back home. She lifts her hooded head and reads it over, taking a copy of the written decree and tucking it in the pouch by her side.

 

"Looks like a familiar enemy plagues the lands South as well."

 

With a gentle stroke of the steed's mane, she continues on her way.