Thalias found it quite intriguing how the girl completely ignored the gruesome nature of their surroundings and wholly immersed herself in his recounting of history. She had pulled up the torturer's stool and placed it next to him and was resting her chin on her arms that were supported by her knees.
"Well...The Age of Isolation was a catalyst for ruin within Elven Society. Our wealth and power flowed from trade and alliances with the Human Kingdoms. We'd grown dependent, however loath we are to admit it. Our economy had taken root in the soil of that dependence. When contact ceased, the ground crumbled beneath us. Rippling waves of instability crashed through our realm, cresting in three realm-encompassing wars, fought in quick, bloody succession."
