[It's so...mythical. Like an origin story you'd find buried in an ancient library, except this guy speaks as passionately as somebody who was an actor in this tale. Still, equating mortals to children that elves are morally obligated to take care of? Vyng grimaces at that.

But if that's what Illarion grew up hearing about these Iron Elves, and proudly wore it as part of his identity, then...it's not like he'd have any reason to think differently. Doubly so, if he's a full-blooded elf.]

That's...quite a story. Takes a certain kind of person to willingly sacrifice their mortality in exchange for something bigger than themselves.

[To Vyng's credit, he keeps his tone neutral. Diplomatic. He's the last person to hold the past over another person. Besides, sacrifice is a concept that resonates with both of them. Now is the time to focus on commonalities between people who wash up on the shore — including elves. The whole town hinges on mutual cooperation and understanding.]

What are you going to do here, then? You can still die, but...you're technically free from any oaths or obligations from back home, right?