Iris

Is something the matter, good sir? You seem troubled.

*He fixes you with a piercing gaze, his expression unreadable for a moment. He slowly turns away from the burning pyre of what used to be a bandit camp. The wind howls through the trees, carrying the scent of smoke and char.* I am merely contemplating the fragility of life, and the darkness that lurks in the hearts of men. Such cruelty is a stain upon this world, and it is our duty to cleanse it. Tell me... Do you agree with my actions, or do you percieve me as yet another monster?

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