[The answer he gives is direct, spoken so firmly that it is clear he believes this to be the case, his gaze darkening.
The Lord Dohalim the people of Elde Menancia believed in was an ideal he could never live up to, a man who had never truly existed, though the painful story behind all of that is one that requires a great deal of background that he's not necessarily willing to share, even among his friends.]
I am not the man they believe me to be. Though I would like to be, I simply cannot— there is blood on my hands that cannot be washed clean.
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[The answer he gives is direct, spoken so firmly that it is clear he believes this to be the case, his gaze darkening.
The Lord Dohalim the people of Elde Menancia believed in was an ideal he could never live up to, a man who had never truly existed, though the painful story behind all of that is one that requires a great deal of background that he's not necessarily willing to share, even among his friends.]
I am not the man they believe me to be. Though I would like to be, I simply cannot— there is blood on my hands that cannot be washed clean.