Thread:Eureka Enderborn/@comment-26535281-20161006231342/@comment-26084195-20161006235427

He approaches one of the cages and chirps at it in the native language of his people. The bird responds in a sing song voice. After a short discussion, he turns and sits.

"Jiral has sung his woe to me. It pains him on a level I cannot express in this limited language that such a successful race of his children are being led astray. That is why I have come, for the sorrow he feels is reflected upon me."