A sign reads:

So you want to pretend to be a war knight? You want to walk in our colors and attack new adventurers to give us a bad name? I give you a chance to take a shot at a -real- Warrior...Unless you're too afraid? If you're not, send me, Roderick Van Eberhart, a message taking me up on this challenge and I will gladly accept, no matter what in the hells you are.

//Oh right! Just PM me or send me a message if I'm in game if you're taking me up on this.

The sign outside the forest is promptly removed, along with all the others that show up around the area. Regularly.

*Crow just shakes his head*
War Knights, what a joke, they only care for death and it matters not who they kill. They should merge with the Eternal Order, for they are all from the same old worn out whores. he says to the wolf by his side as he moves on.

EDIT: bold above

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The sign outside the forest is replaced by Roderick

"Forest folk..Caring only for what goes on in their forest and nothing else for the people outside it."

*scribbled underneath the sign outside the forest*

As noble as you may think challenging people is, please leave it outside the forest, and Im sure Bendir Dale wouldnt care much for dealing with your disputes.

Barris

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Keelah Se'lai

An armored man wearing a red cloak with Helm's symbol approachs the sign by the forest and
leaves a note of his own.

"As my conjunction to the Warknights. I profoundly suggest those whom are the
imposters take upon this challenge. It is great dishonor and deception to imposter
the honorable warknights. If you decide not.. hide behind the false identitys if you wish so
though know you will be found and brought to justice."

-- Left is a Insignia of Helm upon this Note.

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Devlin Faramond - Warrior Priest of Tempus
Aithne Ryrathrak - Red Dragon Disciple, Bronze Dragon Slayer
May'rinna D'vilrath - Underdarker and Noble House Sorceress

Crow spots the symbol of Helm as he heads south into Bendir for his regular patrols outside the forest areas. The wolf by his side sniffs the little signpost 'round and 'round, then proceeds to relieve himself on the post, as the man reads the Helmite's note. He crinkles his brow slightly as he continues south.

"Did that guy actually use the word honor and Warknights in the same sentence? Isn't that a crime? Heh, it should be."

*he can be heard giving a little chuckle as he nods to the two Bendir Militia on guard that day*

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A confused old wizard with barely a marble left wanders into the sign and looks it over. Squinting he brings his spectacles up to his eyes and peers over the message.

"I'm Posters? Hm..."

He leaves a simple note in response...

"I'm Nicodemius, I think. Nice to meet you, Mr. Posters."

He then wanders aimlessly in whatever direction his senile old mind sends him...

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"Older Crowd" - MC Chris: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n64rR8reDmI