Unknown unknowns

"Why should we bother? What is so important about House Vandree?" asked Gareth Dragonsbane, Baron of Bloodstone. He was undoubtably the most important and impressive man in all of Damara, perhaps in all of the Bloodstone Lands. A holy knight of the Order of the Golden Cup, Gareth had a glorious and properous adventuring career until he settled on a large estate in northern Damara.

Regional map of the Bloodstone Lands

"We should bother because of the unknown unknowns!" I responded. Gareth usually trusts my judgment as head of Spysong in these areas. I was an original member of the company of heros that rose against the bandit army in Bloodstone. In the final battle with the Witch-King, when our company, lead by Gareth Dragonsbane, traveled to the Abyss, I stole the Wand of Orcus and delivered it to the Seven Heavens for its final destruction. This heroic act effectively ended the war and earned me the title of Chief Scout in the Bloodstone Army.
Actually, things were getting a little bit boring, after Gareth fell in love with, then married Lady Christine. She was the daughter of old Baron Tranth of Bloodstone, who was weary of rule. Seeing the mettle of his new son-in-law, he abdicated, relinquishing his title to Gareth.
So I decided to play a prank on the stuffy paladin and used a rant, I picked up from somebody a few years ago: "Reports that say that something hasn't happened are always interesting to me, because as we know, there are known knowns; there are things we know we know. We also know there are known unknowns; that is to say we know there are some things we do not know. But there are also unknown unknowns—the ones we don't know we don't know. And if one looks throughout the history of our country and other free countries, it is the latter category that tend to be the difficult ones."
"If it is so important, then tell me about it!" At last, I got Gareth's attention. Great!
"We know nothing, my Lord." I said calmly. "Then find out, what we don't know we don't know! I want a report! A.S.A.P!"
That was, what I call a clear mission statement. "I'm on my way to Whaterdeep, my Lord."