[Yes, the peace is very obvious right now. It's much akin to petting kittens, if said kittens were clawing constantly at your arms.]

Iron. It was forged as a lookout tower and simply appears as a tree. [That's as true as the yuan-ti, in case there was any confusion over his love of deadpan.

But he's not got as much love for tree-kicking that goes on so long, and if Cynric doesn't notice in time he's going to find himself grabbed by a fistful of his jacket and dragged back several feet, away from the tree. At least Silas doesn't seem interested in starting a proper scuffle without a unanimous vote, because that's all he does. Love the tree-kicker, hate the tree-kicking, the saying goes.]

Who gave you that map, exactly, if it's been so useless? Or can you just not read it proper?