*A small roll of parchment is tacked to the boards of the Silver Arrow. The writing is edgy and reminds of runic symbols.*This will concern all Elven hunters and inhabitants of the Glade who care for the natural balance of things.
News have arrived from the Lands of the Feudal Lords, that an ancient evil has been re-awakened by the visitors from Britannia, who stumbled across the grounds where it rested for such a long time.
For now, lesser minions are guarding its homestead, proving to be a danger to unwary travellers and those who are brave enough to challenge what slumbers there alike.
Reports from scouts tell us that more evil creatures join the cause of defending and even spreading the sphere of influence of that monstrous thing which lurks beneath the ground of the cursed forest even now that you are reading these lines.
It is time for the Elven hunters to gather, yet again, and stand united and steadfast against those arising tides of darkness that may, if not dealt with in time, soon enough concern the peaceful Glade as well.
Thus I call upon all who read this message to gather in front of the tavern tonight, at the ninth hour. (9:00 PM, CST)
If all goes well, a delegation of knights will be arriving with me in order to strengthen the Elven force.