"I will remember 'Leanthas' when I address you in Common," Orpheus says in Elven, still wishing to keep the barbarian from their conversation; slightly aware of the man making self-righteous banter to his side.
"I am Orpheus Calliope," he adds, offering him a hand after Zeric has spontaneously cut the elf's ropes.
That may have been a bit rash, but there is no reason to make this elf think I suspect him of anything, he thinks to himself, trying not to roll his eyes at the continual headstrong behavior of Zeric.
"For now, Leanthantalas, you must travel with us. Although the warrior is as sharp as a bead of water, sometimes he has good points. Try not to hold his ignorance against him."
"Lead us, Raven," he gently says to the excited half-orc girl.