<<Though he had been sitting in the corner, minding his own business, this latest slight roused the exceptionally short and tanned elf, dressed in the garb of the desert elves of Osirion's deep desert, to walk into the center of the room and look coldly at Sanakht, then spoke in the concise accent of a native of Sothis>>
"Easily broken, are we? Have you ever walked through a dust storm in the deep desert? I have, as has every elf in my tribe. We are not easily broken. I can assure you, whatever may have unbalanced my... distant kinsman there, it was no "easy" feat. Speak not of knowledge without understanding, lest you reveal your own inadequacies."
<<Khaldun-ra then bows slightly to the rest of the room, somehow conveying the fact that Sanakht alone is not included in the following greeting>>
"Salutations and greetings to you, fellow Osirioni. I look forward to working with you towards our common cause of healing our great Prince, may he outlive us all. As true sons and daughters of Osirion, I agree with Zan, that using things of other cultures for the betterment of our great nation is nothing less than our duty. All who serve the Ruby Prince and his Sapphire Sage are bound to do their utmost for our lord and his trusted adviser."