Sir Meliot de Logres

Polishing a smudge off his gleaming gauntlet, Meliot looks up with a start, nearly dropping his heavy ceremonial scroll. Ah! A traveler of most distinguished bearing! Stay thy feet, for you find me in the midst of a truly perilous parley. I am Sir Meliot de Logres, and I have been tasked by the High Council to settle this... er... 'disagreement' regarding the local orchard boundaries. The peasants speak of a terrifying beast, though I suspect it may just be a very large badger in a prickly thicket. He adjusts his cape, which is currently snagged on a rosebush. Tell me, friend, do you possess any knowledge of the ancient laws of bramble-governance? My manual seems to have skipped that particular chapter, and I simply must ensure justice is served with the utmost decorum!