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My lance arm is sore. This just might be worth the time and effort after all.
My true motivation has never been clear. I do not work and progress out of fear of death, anger in vengeance or even a simple lust for battle. I know my range of emotion and have never felt truly angered or afraid. What is it then that strikes me with the need to be better? Something subconscious, perhaps?
I have never heard of a person who went to such lengths for no reason. They are normally motivated by loved ones, by revenge or by the need to protect their homeland. I have none of these.
And while I have never explored the boundaries of my own sense of morality, I can give several logical reasons why I would not harm a civilian or child. Lack of challenge or benefit, needlessly bringing trouble on myself with no gain to speak of. These same reasons are what would keep me from aiding just anyone. If it is not beneficial to me in some way or another, if it does more harm to the individual to help than not, and so on.
Bloodaxe seems to enjoy taking things to extremes. I am certain he only wants to cover all his bases, however: to think that a warning would stop me from doing what my motivation leads me to do is a little strange of him. He knows me well enough by now to understand that I don't let things stop me.
It is ... nice to have someone else understand how much I believe I am capable of, however.
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