Rascist assholes who think they're superior to you for some reason, damned if I know why.
MY MORALITY IS BETTER THAN YOUR MORALITY, HA HA! NEENER NEENER NEEENUUUUR!
Alright, maybe that's why. Short jokes, demanding,
demanding that we limit our wood supply. It's an implacable challenge for a beginner with an aquifer to NOT cut down logs in a heavily wooded area. "Alright, we see you're starving to death, and we see there's this massive feast right in front of you, but you can't eat any food, because... IT'S ALIVE!"
Cue Urist McHungry to start ripping throats out with his teeth. Because dammit, he ranks his survival higher than innocent fluffy fucking animals. How do you think he feels about inanimate, lifeless
trees? If those beliefs make him inferior to the elves, he's fine with that. But when they bring height into things, Oh,
It's on.That's when I'll happily build a siege workshop out of willow, a ballista out of birch, cedar, and pine, and then I'll make twenty six ballista bolts out of whatever wood is closest, and I'll point it RIGHT DOWN the road to my trade depot made of SOAP and THE REMAINING WOOD OF THE MAP. SO HELP ME ARMOK I WILL TILE THE ENTIRE EXTERIOR OF THE MAP IN WOOD IF THOSE ELVES CRACK ONE MORE GODDAMNED SHORT JOKE, THEN I SHALL MAKE ARROWS OUT OF THE BONES OF UNICORNS AND KITTENS, THEN WE'LL SEE WHO'S LAUGHING YOU POMPOUS ASSHOLES!