You claim that you live for the Forests and yet you won't even die to protect them.
It was my impression that the Rangers were the defenders of the forest who
swore to bring swift death to those who would harm Lord Maedros's realm
and yet it seems that all you can muster is to bring minor inconvenience to
those who torture the forests of avalon.
A bear with no teeth who can do nothing but grunt as the wildlands burn
can hardly be called a defender of the forest realm.
Written by my hand on the 23rd of Midsummer, in the year 1245.