With the experience of age we Elves gather knowledge and wisdom. In the long hours of time we refine the skills of thought, body and art. For more than a hundred years we hone our swords to a perfect edge of fighting steel. For more than a hundred years we focus our minds to bend laws of magic to our will. For more than a hundred years we are poets, diplomats, painters, sculptors, Architects and writers.

While an elf is young, a man is born. While an elf is young, a man will age. While an elf is young, a man will die. How can Man rule? They do not have the time to rule their own lives. How can Man rule Tamriel?

I am Bosmer and I do not believe the races of Man to be inferior to Mer. There are many different trees in the forest for a reason. One tree may grow tall and thick to weather a drought while another may be small and slight to bend into the wind of a storm. The diversity of forest life is a strength.

I am Bosmer and while I am wise in the paths of the wood I know I am not in the paths of others. Those with age have the wisdom of experience. Those who are thoughtful and cautious have the wisdom of common sense. Those who are foolish and rash have the wisdom of past mistakes. Those who are young have the wisdom of the innocence and freshly opened gaze upon the world.

Wisdom is many rivers flowing from the same source. The source is humility. Humility to understand age does not make you all knowing and there is always more to learn. Humility to understand there is no gain without risk and thoughts are nothing if not acted upon. Humility to understand you made mistakes and to have the willingness to correct them. Humility is to know when you are young there is much to learn.

The Queen says it is our right to rule. By what rights is it right? Tell me. Show me your thoughts so I may learn.