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[Where does Richard's sincerity begin and end? That is the question, indeed. Because if he were to be completely honest with himself and others the answer would reveal that no, he does not regret nor feel remorse for the actions themselves. And that in fact he had greatly enjoyed from the rush that the battle brought him, the way how his anger and thirst for blood guided him through the darkness towards his next target. It was undeniable fact that there was nothing that calmed his soul quite like the act of violence. The feel of steel in his hand, the hard press of an armor against his slender frame, the scent of battlefield and the taste of fresh blood on his lips. Nothing quite made him feel like home.

But of course, he knew that to disclose such darkness stemming within him would not be smart. Not when he still hasn't formed a proper footing in this community. So, for now he just hums and side-steps the first question. For now.]

I do not know Idrila and my own faith prevents me from recognizing any other God. [He states, summoning hints of sympathy to his voice.] However, it seems like I still have a lot to learn about the other world's and their coexistence. [Then, he turns to sideways and takes a step towards the small nature path leading to the woods.] Walk with me, please. I would like to hear more of your Idrila.