Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140222014010/@comment-5543592-20140226025832

Daithi cleared his throat, and started off quiet. "I have done little, this is true.  But that is not because I deserted you.  It is because you do not need me.  It is because I decline to accept the end of Bosmer!  It is easy enough to say that we immortal because we will endure: that when the last ding-dong of doom has clanged and faded from the last worthless rock hanging timeless in the last red and dying evening, that even then there will still be one more sound: that of his puny inexhaustible voice, still talking." His voice began to louden, to rise, and it became bold. "I refuse to accept this! I believe that you, that we, will not merely endure: we will prevail. We are immortal, not because we alone among creatures have an inexhaustible voice, but because we have a soul, a spirit capable of compassion and sacrifice and endurance. It is our duty to fight for these things." His voice fluxuated with emotion and passion. "It is our privilege to help Bosmer, and the other combined peoples of Nirn endure by lifting their heart, by reminding them of the courage and honor and hope and pride and compassion and pity and sacrifice which have been the glory of our combined past, the past of Valenwood, the past of Tamriel.  Our voice need not merely be the record of Bosmer, it can be the record of all, every Redguard, Argonian, Nord, Altmer, Khajiit, Breton, Orc, Dunmer, and Imperial, we are the pillars to help them endure and prevail!" By the end he was cheering.

He caught his breath. "Now look me in the face and tell me anyone besides a Camoran could give a speech like that." He said to the captain.