A note is pinned to a tree, flapping in the wind
"Hail archers and foresters of Anthos, I have with me an unusually well made bow fit for only the best archers. It was a gift from a messenger seeking an alliance, unfortunately the messenger did nae know respect and blatantly insulted a good friend of mine one time too many, I know of its quality because as fate would have it the bow was used to slay this messenger while the coward tried to flee Wolvengard justice. I dinae know its worth, but I will nae part with it for less that five hundred minas, bidding goes up in fifty's. If this type of bow is common and the price I have set is too high then I will simply keep it.
I do however wish to sell it, as t'was used to slay a coward, a death hardly fit for a bow of its calibre.
Signed: Lord Commander Starke McHaryn"
A sketch of the bow is present: