~*~Warning to travelers~*~

[Xippy]

Who are thees so called Highway guys. Never met them.
And i dont like empty threats.

~Xippy, The Knight

[Geryn Farodae]

*Geryn Farodae slips from the shadows and tilts the cowel of his onyx black cloak to read the top-most posting on the board. Knowing time is short, he licks his lips in sadistic hunger. Using the blood of his latest victim, Geryn scratches a quick note, continually looking over his shoulder for the rediculously obvious white cloaks of the Law*

To the Highwaymen Clan... I will look forward to putting your threats to the test. I have battled, and killed many so-called "fearsome fighters" and I look forward to adding your blood to my hands.

Citizens, worry not about this pathetic excuse for a group of "highwaymen." They will be dealt with soon enough. In the mean time... You have a much greater threat than this band of twits to worry about...

See you soon...

~G.F.~

*Blood drips down the parchment, quickly turning from a bright red, to a brownish-red colour. Dripping down the page. Someone emerges from around the corner, holding aloft a bright lantern, the sunlight illuminates the messaging boards, but nothing else.*

"Mrh... damned wind.." *The old man mutters as he continues on* "Gonna give me a damned heart attack-" His voice is cut off suddenly as he is struck by something from behind and the ground rushes up to meet him. The lantern clatters to the stone walkway, but the assailant is already gone. The lantern's diminished glow reveals only this:*

"See You Soon..." written in the man's blood.