My tree brotheren usurped my title, had me banished, and branded a traitor. Though it may take a lifetime, I will have what is mine restored to me.
I do not believe in lynches or faction kills. Only my bare branches.
It will take as long as it takes, and with each effort my plans have become more refined. Now like a well honed dtump, I'm well prepared to slice through all opposition... including you townies, if needs be.
In the Library of the Arcane Wizard Erik the Black, I found a tome that has provided me the route and method of my revenge. The Abomination. That is the title of the book and an apt title for my creation. For I have been given new life... but not just any life, life in the form and mirror of one who still walks this plane of existence. This doppleganger is not a mere copy, but a replication so precise and exact that the soul's own closest kin would be unable to detect the cheat. And through this doppelganger... well, let's say I shall get what I most richly deserve at long last.
You will bow before my master or feel the might of the forest.
Once two of my scum mates were in dispute over control of a fertile valley. The valley was mine my right and force of arms. When the scum, that corrupt hell-kite, took their money and they split my valley between them. I poisoned the waters.
And they died. Every single one of them.
Babies have been born in that cursed land since. Seek to take what is rightfully hours, and you, too, will feel my ire.