Ikur stares at the note, twitching. He goes back to his home, wherever that may be, and contemplates for a long while, before going back to the note, and penning his own reply under it.
"If you had an ounce of purity in you, you would not be suggesting that Silver should yield itself to rust.. Unjustified murder is below the High Elven race, but just so allowing impurity flaunted to go unpunished is an even worse affront. If any of the officials in the Council had 'compassion', they'd show it by justly taking out your tongue for speaking such nonsense, lest children hear."