An ancient magi, scholar and historian of his own history paused upon reading it, he then read over a phrase a second and a third time. "They hold great respect to Phaedrus- The betrayer of kin, the attempted slayer of children. ." He stopped. "I still remember how his 'so enslaved' kin that could easily had left Haelun'or, called for the death of a pregnent mali'ame woman, one of their own. For not supporting mindless death. And in the end, having briefly brokered a 3 nation alliance- Two of which left it and the last turned against him- The mali'ame without a leader as Phaedrus the kin betrayer, left to live among uruk, to be slain by uruk. Truely non-sensical!" The ancient elf spoke out loudly to his conjured pet-pretending panther in the tavern of Haelun'or, for any residents, passing travelers or not obvious spies to hear. "The rest of the claims seems petty.." He finished with a sigh from behind his sad looking ferrum mask.