Foes of Odin, choose life, please.
Seriously. I'm four biomes past these skeletons, greydwarves and trolls now. I'm just going from my silver mine in the mountains to the nearest coast where I will stash ore to collect later, and your forest happens to be in the way. I don't have any interest in fighting you, yet you insist on pursuing me to the ends of the Earth so that you can do 0.5-1 damage to me by throwing rocks.
Just stop.