[Nogrod]

Athanar listened to the elf staring at the dance of the miniature flames in the lit candles at the table, nodding a few times as he went on. Seeing that the elf had closed with what he was willing to say - out of courtesy or otherwise - he also realised the elf was distracted by something.

There was a silenece at the table.

"So, you speak like they say the elves speak... putting what you yourself say or think in a more poetic wrap of silk and throw it back to you as is. Heh, never mind my straightness, I'm human and built like that." With that Athanar raised his hand and wawed for more mead to be brought to the table.

"Excuse me Laerdil, sir. I need to ask the question from my friend lord Eodwine as well before we continue, for I'd like to hear more of you." He nodded to the elf and turned his eyes from him looking straight at Eodwine.

"Now lord Eodwine... what would you say?" He made a pause to let Eodwine anticipate the question coming. "If you knew the details of this case with a servant from both sides, and were not part of it, how would you judge it?"

He eyed lord Eodwine with a faint smile that seemed at the same time deeply sad. Before Eodwine could react he sighed and broke a piece of bread offering the other half to Eodwine. "I will punish Scyrr, naturally. There is no way out for him from this. And there are no excuses... But I'd like to hear what happened and what would be your verdict. Think of it as things happening not to you but with some people you don't know."