He nodded his head, "We call them fools where we come from - but yes - precisely that." He frowned faintly at the thought that all elves were thought of as servants -- all the elves he had met had been extraordinary in some way. Of course, he only knew -- three? Three, and they were all mages.

Now that smile turned bitter, "I nearly was. Yet I was the only thing left of my mother so ... my father decided not to drown me in the ocean." He tips his head, slightly, stroking his beard, "... That might be the only thing I can be grateful to him for."