...I would say so. It all... stems from the Tragedy of Duscur, of which I wsa the only survivor. My father, my step-mother, people I had known my whole life - all were slaughtered and I somehow lived through it.

[ Survivor's guilt is a hell of a drug. ]

It's why I felt I needed to find justice for them. Even if what I ended up doing was merely feeding my own bloodlust.

[ He tried to keep control. It didn't work. Eventually the pent-up anger and resentment and sorrow and guilt had all come pouring out of him. Nearly being killed, the sense of betrayal - it had all led him to spiral and to do nothing more than hunt and kill and become little better than a wild beast. ]