Editing Midnight RPG - Chapter 11.44 (section)

==Durgaz/ Andrew==

'''Durgaz:''' "I may have misjudged you, Sarcosan. You may be human, and weak, but you speak of fire and blood and hate and murder with the fervor of one who has experienced the sendings that are both the strength and bane of my people.

"I do not think you understand them, though. Your rage, your lust for vengeance against the servants of the Shadow? You may not realize it, but in giving these thoughts refuge in your mind, you strengthen the very thing you wish to harm.

"The Shadow cares nothing for its followers. It does not mourn the death of the loftiest of legates. It does not shed tears for the lowliest of goblins. The servants of Shadow are tools, means to an end, and that end is fear, hatred and death. You could, as you say, have the priests of Theros Obsidia screaming for death, the orcs and ogres of the Northern Marches dying by the thousands in a pointless civil war, and the Shadow would look down from its perch on the roof of the world and laugh, and when the smoke cleared and the blood dried, you would likely as not find yourself one of its new Night Kings.

"Vengeance is a fool's game. And the desire to hurt your foes ... not just destroy them, but to inflict pain and suffering ... is a dangerous weakness that can, and will, be exploited by the black pit that gives birth to that desire.

A wiser man than either of us could ever hope to be taught me these things, and if he had not, I would likely not be here today.

"We both want the same thing. I do not know if that is achievable; perhaps the Shadow has already won. But I have escaped its grasp once, and it will not have me back. I have resolved to carve the Shadow out of this dying world like a cancer, cut it away and destroy it without emotion. I will slay its servants where I can find them; I will take no quarter; I will show no mercy. But I will not make the mistake of believing that I can embrace the Shadow in order to defeat it, and neither should you. 

You will not be the first to try. And you will not be the last to be swallowed up by the darkness for your effort.

"As for your oath-bond, I know nothing of Sarcosa, or its customs, so it means nothing to me. Truthfully, as far as I know, a Sarcosan's word is said to be worth less than the paper it is written on. But it is clear from your words that such things mean a great deal to you, so I will accept it.

I still do not like you, but you seem to be a man of honor. That is something."

'''Andrew:''' Durgaz has spent a great deal of time trying to fight his own nature. In the first few months following his 'conversion', he spent his time doing more or less the same thing he had done as a soldier of the Shadow - only now his targets were other orcs and agents of Izrador - for the simple reason that he had no other frame of reference, no other idea of how to do things. He is still struggling against that, because he knows that to give in would ultimately lead to his downfall, and he sees elements of a orc-like perspective in what Zal'Kazzir says. However appealing an approach that may be (and it is appealing to that still very conscious, if suppressed, part of Durgaz's psyche that revels in blood and violence), he no longer believes it can ever be effectively used to combat the Shadow.

Of course, maybe he's wrong ... after all, he did learn this viewpoint from someone whose side LOST that last great war...