I personally don't care how many times you make promises and then show yourself to be a liar by breaking them. You have my eternal disfavour, and it's not coming off. You've had umpteen chances and abused those chances every time. I hereby declare you absolutely open season. Anyone may kill you, and no retribution is to be taken by anyone else for killing you. You cheat by qq'ing out of battle on a regular basis, you attack small people (druids especially) for no reason, and then you expect to get off scot-free by apologizing and promising never to do it again (which, of course, you do within a week).
My eternal disfavour is truly going to be eternal on you.

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Glacian, in the year 236 AF.