The Fall of Xohyr is a grand tragedy. Phygrif is portrayed of as something of a nasty son of a bitch, but admirable in his determination to see a threat removed. Phygrif is something of a background element however, as the majority of the attention is upon a series of grand heroes (their identities haven't really stabilized yet, they are semi- to entirely-fictional in any case) in the shadow of the walls. The play/poem itself is ahistorical in that the majority of the time is spent in the shadow of the skull wall and is something of an exploration of the horrors of war and the nature of virtue and honour. The ending, with the destruction of the city, is left morally ambiguous, as while the deaths of the Xohyr nobility and priesthood is seen of as being necessary, the destruction of the city takes a major toll on the heroes, and can be regarded of as "The wrong choice for all the right reasons".