It's worth the thousand gold to call you out. I always knew you were an
unethical bastard, now you delight yourself proving it. If you touch my
grove again or the plants in it you are dead. I'll go at you myself or
hire out as many times as it takes to make you SO dead you'll wish you
never met me. The forests are not your private playground. Anyone who
shows the lack of respect and courtesy you do should be enemied to them
anyway.

You were already on my bad side. Now you're on my list.

Stay out of my grove.

Penned by my hand on the 24th of Miraman, in the year 417 AF.