Taal, former warrior of the Ivea’fenn glances over the letters between the two Mali’fenn that had somehow came into his possession. A grimace touches his lips as he finishes reading the final letter. The ‘ame raises his head from the paper, glancing out the window of his home and fixing a gull flying over the ocean waves in his gaze. ”How the young forget the sacrifices of those before them, their burdens and achievements. Aesilnoth had his faults but i believe they were born from the the path he carved with his sword to help make the Mali’fenn what they were in their success not long past. The Mali’fenn should have rather than denounce one named Tundrak by Aelthos, sought him out and mended the past, for I hope to see Tahu’lareh prosper once more.” The ‘ame losses sight of the gull as it passes from his view, his grimace slipping to be replaced with a small tugging at the corners of his lips. He rises, taking the letters with him and casts them into the fireplace before leaving his home, leaving the letters and thought of the dispute in the flames.