I do believe you will find that it's just you for whom I make arrangements to relieve you of your (now few) possessions. Might I remind you that very recently you pulled off what is generally considered to have been an intelligent and highly successful heist upon my city, Mercinae.
While I freely admit that we have only ourselves to blame for instilling trust in one who we should have perhaps immediately recognised unworthy of it, I personally will do all that is within my power to (at least partially) repay some of that theft, concurrent with making you wish that the thought had never crossed your mind.
500 Health? So what - go and cry your crocodile tears with your 500 iron, and get very used to spending time as a golden mist.
Written by my hand on the 17th of Springflower, in the year 1244.