The conversation started out civil enough with simple introduction until the dwarf started boasting... He thinks as he pours himself some water. He is taking notes of how these races interact in his mind. He has always heard of the elvish disdain for the dwarves but this is his first experience with a dwarf and now he understands why after only a few minutes. He finally begins to serve himself after everyone else has helped themselves. He manages to get some bacon, eggs, and fresh fruit. He begins to eat silently as he listens to the bickering.
Unable to contain himself he lets out a slight chuckle at the new arrival Daelyns words of wisdom.
"Master Ararion is correct Master Dwarf." He says with a pause. "That is how you would introduce yourself amongst YOUR people. But alas, it seems that we are not among our own people either Master Ararion. This is the realm of men. We need to remember we are guest." He turns to the rest of the table and gives a slight bow. "I am Silvas. Just Silvas. I am a simple lover of nature and I am seeking out the Academy to hone my skills. What brings you away from your mountain Master Dwarf?" He hopes he can ease the hostilities by redirecting the conversation.
Unable to contain himself he lets out a slight chuckle at the new arrival Daelyns words of wisdom.
"Master Ararion is correct Master Dwarf." He says with a pause. "That is how you would introduce yourself amongst YOUR people. But alas, it seems that we are not among our own people either Master Ararion. This is the realm of men. We need to remember we are guest." He turns to the rest of the table and gives a slight bow. "I am Silvas. Just Silvas. I am a simple lover of nature and I am seeking out the Academy to hone my skills. What brings you away from your mountain Master Dwarf?" He hopes he can ease the hostilities by redirecting the conversation.