['My ears are all I've left to me'. Clues begin to fall into place.]

And if not, there remains the sweet sound of many villagers singing praises to your name after your most... [he giggles softly in his throat] ...selfless feat.

[A filter is placed to prevent any curious beaks from poking in for the sake of shameless tricks he might play on him in the future.]

Knowledge spirit, indeed. [A soft snort.] One of greater faith than I might have thought him bright enough to see his own downfall.