A post apropos to the the fighters board, certainly. after writing my post I was informed that my information on the topic of blackroot and the removal of rubs from waxes was incorrect.

That being said, continue to blather on about my fighting ability (Which I didn't mention in the preceding post).

It almost makes me happy that you take the time to talk about my lack of skill. Yes, my lack of gems, my lack of experience level, and my lack of the candescence skillset,

When it comes down to it, I can kill you in nearly any circumstance. Beyond that, I can do it minus many many skillsets that you have procured to get to ultimate plus.

Furthermore: I did lose Candescence to Orinoko. It has allowed me to advance far past the fighting prowess I had attained prior to that stage in my career.

I note that you and Orinoko discussed a challenge for your skillsets, not too far in the past. I also note your cowardice, not only in setting the terms, but in refusing to even acknowledge Orinoko's posts that were directed at you about it.

It should furthermore be noted that in deciding the terms of my fight with Orinoko, the original fight was for the ruby of war. I offered up my candescence skillset willingly, unbidden by Genesis, Nostradamus or Orinoko, the other three involved.

Since then? I've taken my punishment pretty well, I'd say. I now kill far more efficiently than I ever did in my mists, and I often do it without rituals to back me up.

I am in Thakria killing quite often. I've not seen you in Mercinae in a long while. Good job on that procurement, it's obviously done you proud.

I wait to see you actually try to fight without the help of Zenichiro, Threap, Tetsuo and whichever other thakrians you might bring. That's not a remark on your effectiveness as a Thakrian, it's a remark on your individual lack of skill.

I've spent far too much time on you, and though I could ramble on, and likely assuage my ego a bit more, I'll leave it lie.

Oh, and to whichever Thakrian posts about me being an egotist next, I know. Don't bother telling me. I probably even agree with you. But I can still kill you.

Fistandantilus

Written by my hand on the 23rd of Paglost, in the year 1106.