One again more publications were posted about the city, few in number though and would be on notice boards in Old Town and elsewhere.
To the Imperial Marshal William Howlester,
I don't mean to call you illiterate, but I spent a lot of time on that paper I wrote, yet it seems you didn't read a fucking word of it. You don't drop a challenge and just walk away. Ladies and gentlemen, he reportedly has spied me from afar, and kept tabs on me. I can state for an absolute fact that the man is full of shit is what he is. The longest interaction I've had with this sweet roll munching grapefruit was about two minutes long. In that time, the only words exchanged were either orders from him or some mail I had to deliver. He then goes on to give you all some tainted and shit stained life story of myself, as if he had known what happened all along. Let me state for a fact that the man has done nothing for the past three years except bask in his own lethargy, and run the Regalian guard force as well as legal system not into the ground, but further into the shit rivers of the sewers below. The guard force is riddled with corruption, now more than ever, and the man in charge does nothing while the peons in command operate unchecked and unchallenged. Those who do catch the shit, actual experienced men like myself who give a shit about stopping crime and whatnot, are shat on by these apes and bastards and what have you who would've been low lives two years ago.
Your beginning statements to my ballad are false already. It is obvious you know nothing about what actually happened, and yet you persist to challenge those who have actually been there. I never challenged the Unionist hierarchy of old. I never attacked innocents. I never mocked the nobility nor ignited tavern brawls. Whatever flea ridden sewer informant you have working for you (I assume Dothraen or somebody of that like) is quite honestly fibbing the facts to your bloated self, and you eat it up like it's second breakfast, unsurprisingly. The worst we did in defiance of the man who burned the our homes and killed our families was protest outside of his bastion and bang on drums. And this was after he had hung a Norrvakt. My first enlistment with the guard was with the Violets pre-Hightower era, and in this time we fought against numerous slum rebellions, like the one detailed in the story below. This was when a demonic mage Ichabod was about, and gargantuan monsters threatened to invade the city. My actions in such encounters were excellent. We fought these monkeys and what have you with most of our contingent hurt or killed. You were, of course, a ghost at that time when the city was in deep trouble; I assume you were off devouring the delicacies the Empire had to offer. We merged into Hightower, and actually kept the extremely violent slum goers in check, keeping them out of the city. The report you so graciously stole from classified Hightower records you had no business in (Your stamp means nothing) is an absolute gift to myself.
Let this be known to all; the Hightower report posted on this man's asinine musing was written by Lyiie'leina Trae'nne, a Kathar void mage and a Hightower mole, known for leaking information to her Kathar friends in the slums, and was involved in many criminal activities whilst being a member of the Hightower order. Her actions were exposed to Lord Commander Edmond du Pont by no other than myself and she was promptly removed from guard work and wanted for treason. She was not the only mole; myself and others exposed several moles, one even being burned at the stake outside of the citadel. Howlester's attempt to discredit my work back in these days is laughable, as that enlarged butter swigging bastard was not only not there, but was being punished for some dishonorable act of his own. I did not abuse my powers; and there were no other charters at the time, to further discredit your shit stain paper. I'm sure many of you people have heard I shot numerous people during my tenure as a guard at this time. Here is who I shot: A woman named Moji who turned out to the rat queen and leader of the Red Rooks gang, some other wanted mage woman, the Kathar that Trae'nne was leaking information to, known low life ginger Keltie Ledarge who was a fire mage and member of the Red Rooks, another Red Rooks member Taliandra, another Red Rooks member Merilya, and the man Benjamin Journey, who was shot trying to protect Trae'nne's Kathar buddy in the slums. I also shot numerous armored members of another gang, The Hounds. I never ventured into Old Town during this time except when an operation was in place. This was not common practice for Hightower members, and whoever told you should be slapped up.
On the topic of the Blackguard, you will receive a special treat. There were some questionable acts at the slum bridge, where we needlessly engaged in shoving matches and whatnot with the Hammers. We were overly violent towards many people. However, I have learned over the years that the only language slum goers understand is the way of your fist in their face. And it worked rather well. However, I do apologize for absolutely fucking nothing, because we did not even start the second charter war. The denouncement you posted was written by the Crown Isle Wardens, who not only did not operate in the way their charter was supposed to operate, but also started the charter war by attacking myself and several others, which prompted us to defend ourselves, quite honestly. Not only that, they utilized military grade weaponry in the city when they blew up our front door when trying to search for us to fight us. I will admit this; I wrote that confessional because I was told to by Jared (Kade) at the time because you pulled this shit back then as well. I did it just to butter up to get my job back, but I see now that it was a mistake. To further discredit your opening paragraph, I was never a part of the Nordmark. I never had any business in the Virathus Krupp and Ulric Typhonus business. Any Northerner involved with such can tell you I was absent. I was a on the other side of the Archipelago, helping my family in Drixagh post burning. The denouncement written by the Alchemia Order was written by biased plant people who were so far up their own asses that thought themselves an actual charter.
This is a complete outline of the horseshit story you people have been told by this obese, cow tipping bastard. If you look further behind every attached document on his supposed "ballad" you will realize that he is a fibbing snake in the fucking grass. He used something from the Greywitches for fuck's sake, who's commander is one of the most corrupt individuals in living memory. The information told to you, Imperial Marshal, by your underbelly mercenary informants is false. His whole document is based off of what some scraggly haired, skinny disease riddled fuck in the sewers had to say. What you need to do, Imperial Marshal, is get off your ass, lose the fifty pounds of horseshit you lumber about with, and slap the dandruff off of all of your informants for giving you this asinine information. You write these insult papers and expect everybody in a fifty mile radius to piss themselves and bow down to thy literary skills. If you bothered to look into anything yourself, I bet fifty regals you'd be shocked. I expected much more from the man who spearheaded the Regalian Jingoist Society. Surprise us all you fucking ale gulping melon, and show us all the true Jingoist inside you. Fire your Kathar court mage in the name of Regalian Conservatism, and admit that she was a shitty hire. Show me some actual proof and tell me what an asshole I am. Until that day comes, you are and will always be the physical manifestation of the word dilettante. Ave Regalia you circus animal.
Signed,
Urijah Jamesson
Below documents were attached to the paper:
Story: https://forums.massivecraft.com/threads/the-slum-gate-massacre.61674/#post-760649
To the Imperial Marshal William Howlester,
I don't mean to call you illiterate, but I spent a lot of time on that paper I wrote, yet it seems you didn't read a fucking word of it. You don't drop a challenge and just walk away. Ladies and gentlemen, he reportedly has spied me from afar, and kept tabs on me. I can state for an absolute fact that the man is full of shit is what he is. The longest interaction I've had with this sweet roll munching grapefruit was about two minutes long. In that time, the only words exchanged were either orders from him or some mail I had to deliver. He then goes on to give you all some tainted and shit stained life story of myself, as if he had known what happened all along. Let me state for a fact that the man has done nothing for the past three years except bask in his own lethargy, and run the Regalian guard force as well as legal system not into the ground, but further into the shit rivers of the sewers below. The guard force is riddled with corruption, now more than ever, and the man in charge does nothing while the peons in command operate unchecked and unchallenged. Those who do catch the shit, actual experienced men like myself who give a shit about stopping crime and whatnot, are shat on by these apes and bastards and what have you who would've been low lives two years ago.
Your beginning statements to my ballad are false already. It is obvious you know nothing about what actually happened, and yet you persist to challenge those who have actually been there. I never challenged the Unionist hierarchy of old. I never attacked innocents. I never mocked the nobility nor ignited tavern brawls. Whatever flea ridden sewer informant you have working for you (I assume Dothraen or somebody of that like) is quite honestly fibbing the facts to your bloated self, and you eat it up like it's second breakfast, unsurprisingly. The worst we did in defiance of the man who burned the our homes and killed our families was protest outside of his bastion and bang on drums. And this was after he had hung a Norrvakt. My first enlistment with the guard was with the Violets pre-Hightower era, and in this time we fought against numerous slum rebellions, like the one detailed in the story below. This was when a demonic mage Ichabod was about, and gargantuan monsters threatened to invade the city. My actions in such encounters were excellent. We fought these monkeys and what have you with most of our contingent hurt or killed. You were, of course, a ghost at that time when the city was in deep trouble; I assume you were off devouring the delicacies the Empire had to offer. We merged into Hightower, and actually kept the extremely violent slum goers in check, keeping them out of the city. The report you so graciously stole from classified Hightower records you had no business in (Your stamp means nothing) is an absolute gift to myself.
Let this be known to all; the Hightower report posted on this man's asinine musing was written by Lyiie'leina Trae'nne, a Kathar void mage and a Hightower mole, known for leaking information to her Kathar friends in the slums, and was involved in many criminal activities whilst being a member of the Hightower order. Her actions were exposed to Lord Commander Edmond du Pont by no other than myself and she was promptly removed from guard work and wanted for treason. She was not the only mole; myself and others exposed several moles, one even being burned at the stake outside of the citadel. Howlester's attempt to discredit my work back in these days is laughable, as that enlarged butter swigging bastard was not only not there, but was being punished for some dishonorable act of his own. I did not abuse my powers; and there were no other charters at the time, to further discredit your shit stain paper. I'm sure many of you people have heard I shot numerous people during my tenure as a guard at this time. Here is who I shot: A woman named Moji who turned out to the rat queen and leader of the Red Rooks gang, some other wanted mage woman, the Kathar that Trae'nne was leaking information to, known low life ginger Keltie Ledarge who was a fire mage and member of the Red Rooks, another Red Rooks member Taliandra, another Red Rooks member Merilya, and the man Benjamin Journey, who was shot trying to protect Trae'nne's Kathar buddy in the slums. I also shot numerous armored members of another gang, The Hounds. I never ventured into Old Town during this time except when an operation was in place. This was not common practice for Hightower members, and whoever told you should be slapped up.
On the topic of the Blackguard, you will receive a special treat. There were some questionable acts at the slum bridge, where we needlessly engaged in shoving matches and whatnot with the Hammers. We were overly violent towards many people. However, I have learned over the years that the only language slum goers understand is the way of your fist in their face. And it worked rather well. However, I do apologize for absolutely fucking nothing, because we did not even start the second charter war. The denouncement you posted was written by the Crown Isle Wardens, who not only did not operate in the way their charter was supposed to operate, but also started the charter war by attacking myself and several others, which prompted us to defend ourselves, quite honestly. Not only that, they utilized military grade weaponry in the city when they blew up our front door when trying to search for us to fight us. I will admit this; I wrote that confessional because I was told to by Jared (Kade) at the time because you pulled this shit back then as well. I did it just to butter up to get my job back, but I see now that it was a mistake. To further discredit your opening paragraph, I was never a part of the Nordmark. I never had any business in the Virathus Krupp and Ulric Typhonus business. Any Northerner involved with such can tell you I was absent. I was a on the other side of the Archipelago, helping my family in Drixagh post burning. The denouncement written by the Alchemia Order was written by biased plant people who were so far up their own asses that thought themselves an actual charter.
This is a complete outline of the horseshit story you people have been told by this obese, cow tipping bastard. If you look further behind every attached document on his supposed "ballad" you will realize that he is a fibbing snake in the fucking grass. He used something from the Greywitches for fuck's sake, who's commander is one of the most corrupt individuals in living memory. The information told to you, Imperial Marshal, by your underbelly mercenary informants is false. His whole document is based off of what some scraggly haired, skinny disease riddled fuck in the sewers had to say. What you need to do, Imperial Marshal, is get off your ass, lose the fifty pounds of horseshit you lumber about with, and slap the dandruff off of all of your informants for giving you this asinine information. You write these insult papers and expect everybody in a fifty mile radius to piss themselves and bow down to thy literary skills. If you bothered to look into anything yourself, I bet fifty regals you'd be shocked. I expected much more from the man who spearheaded the Regalian Jingoist Society. Surprise us all you fucking ale gulping melon, and show us all the true Jingoist inside you. Fire your Kathar court mage in the name of Regalian Conservatism, and admit that she was a shitty hire. Show me some actual proof and tell me what an asshole I am. Until that day comes, you are and will always be the physical manifestation of the word dilettante. Ave Regalia you circus animal.
Signed,
Urijah Jamesson
Below documents were attached to the paper:
Story: https://forums.massivecraft.com/threads/the-slum-gate-massacre.61674/#post-760649
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