The Sentinel guild has become weak. It's ranks have become riddled with
corruption, greed and apathy. Many members of the guild have embraced
this heresy. The Sentinels are meant to be the defenders of the wild but
this is no longer true. The elder Sentinels have emerged from the
shadows of the brush and the forest, their eyes fixated on a mutual
goal, returning the guild to its path. These TRUE Sentinels seek entry
into the halls of the guild they will make certain this goal is
achieved. The way of the Sentinel is a path fraught with hardship and
peril but together we will achieve greatness.
Your leaders have promises to keep, we will see them kept one way... or
another

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Arios, in the year 217 MA.