A note arrives by rather puffed messenger for Mr Fixer.
Dear Mr Fixer,
Esteemed comrade,
I have had a visitation by our most royal fishmonger. The poor thing is worried about the state of things and feels that our city is once again under threat. In our discussion I heard our most august fishmonger has sensed that a pillar has fallen, one of three I believe. The most royal personage senses that if the second falls we will be for a very difficult time.
I have also spoken to some four legged acquaintances, who were shocked and dismayed upon learning of the sad fate of Mr Whitehoof. They confirmed that he was indeed a sage. Also it seems the second pillar appears to reside in Oxford at Balliol, he too is a quadruped and he must be protected at all costs.
I have left for Oxford post haste and will start this protection immediately whether or not this fellow wants it or not.
I hope you will find your way to Oxford with whatever resources you can bring to bear.
Regards Lord Fingolfin
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