[ He's got it rough enough coming from the #1 necromancy capital of Faerûn, Kirkwall would break him.
Yet Xenk listens with sincerity, and he means everything he says when he answers. ]
It seems your Thedas suffer from a great many terrors. I am sorry to hear it. But I am glad to hear that there is good, despite it. It is in the face of great adversity that those who are good must steel themselves, in order to triumph.
[ He speaks of people like himself, of course. But he knows the world for what it is. ]
Faerûn is not so dissimilar. There is great magic, and great corruption. Those who seek power have been known to rise as gods, enslaving their own people with dark magic. [ He raises a hand to his hairline, touching the mark there. ] I speak of Thay, my own country of origin, though such disasters are wont to occur centennially, throughout the land.
[ Despite the tale, he sounds hopeful as he says it. You got him to exposit, and now he's going off. ]
Yet, I have no doubt that good will triumph. For every disaster has its inevitable resolution, and mankind is not one to suffer such sorrow for long. Outside of Thay, the world is not so bleak. The gods watch over the lands, through they unable to intervene directly, and heroes and adventurers make do with thwarting bandits or cults, or at times great plots to unravel the Material Plane.
[ He does actually smile at that. Look, he never said it was perfect! But it's home. And that's not even the Underdark. ]
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Yet Xenk listens with sincerity, and he means everything he says when he answers. ]
It seems your Thedas suffer from a great many terrors. I am sorry to hear it. But I am glad to hear that there is good, despite it. It is in the face of great adversity that those who are good must steel themselves, in order to triumph.
[ He speaks of people like himself, of course. But he knows the world for what it is. ]
Faerûn is not so dissimilar. There is great magic, and great corruption. Those who seek power have been known to rise as gods, enslaving their own people with dark magic. [ He raises a hand to his hairline, touching the mark there. ] I speak of Thay, my own country of origin, though such disasters are wont to occur centennially, throughout the land.
[ Despite the tale, he sounds hopeful as he says it. You got him to exposit, and now he's going off. ]
Yet, I have no doubt that good will triumph. For every disaster has its inevitable resolution, and mankind is not one to suffer such sorrow for long. Outside of Thay, the world is not so bleak. The gods watch over the lands, through they unable to intervene directly, and heroes and adventurers make do with thwarting bandits or cults, or at times great plots to unravel the Material Plane.
[ He does actually smile at that. Look, he never said it was perfect! But it's home.
And that's not even the Underdark.]