I just don't know.
Nobody told him that the world could be so cruel, that men could be filled with such hate and corruption. Now, Druzeel doesn't know what to think. As he struggles with these new revelations, he is not even sure what to believe.
But he clings to hope, hope that not everyone is as bad as those around him, that there are others who fight for good and justice and are not just looking for ways to gain more power by any means necessary. As he fights his way through crooked guards, shadowy thieves, and dangerous orcs, he clings to his faith that his companions will hear him and turn toward the light, but it may be hard to convince them when they turn their anger and hatred on him.
A man can only take so much abuse. Druzeel does not know how much restraint he has left. Can he hold his anger back and continue to believe in the power of good? Or will his traveling companions force him to do something unthinkable to defend his honor? The only thing he is sure of is not being sure of anything.
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