Xodorin Arvellon shook his head, frustration clearly painting itself to his complexion. "Preaching for unity before, now this!? Has he have no idea of the hypocrisy that his statements contain?" his voice filled with vexation, taking the paper and crumpling it up. Stuffing it into his pocket before walking off towards his house. Speaking to himself, not caring if anyone else heard his thoughts or statements. "He want's us to act unified but on multiple occasions he talks down to us acting like we're wrong, like we have not the faintest inkling of his actions. He calls for the anger towards the orcs, but in response he redirects his anger to the wrong assemblies of the decedents. He warrants predisposition of anger towards the decedents of Krug. Disregarding the certain reality that not everyone of one race lives in the nation that which primarily houses the particular line of decedents. His call for further measures to be placed against the Orcs is meaningless if he irritates his brothers and sisters of the Amaethea to only cause discord amongst our ranks. A relapse of Irrinor is something we need not. He must act so as not to topple the house of cards upon which his throne of false anger sits." his face was practically red from the irritation, walking into his Seed Hall before approaching the group which had already assembled.