Draiss sighed, his own tears at the pain of his loss coming back, before he said, "I doubt you would have lost control like I did, but I still did not want you to continue to kill yourself with the armor you had put around your heart. It kills you as surely as does a poison or an arrow to the heart, though you still walk around when you are done.<br/><br/>I never tried the armor you did, I just wrapped myself in a layer of hate, and while what I did was admired, I was even rewarded for my actions against the orc raiders, I never really felt clean afterward the rampage."<br/><br/>He grinned softly, before saying, "One reason why I am scared of fanatics. Those people are willing to let someone else decide what is right and wrong, regardless of the proof in front of their own eyes. I was considered a minor hero, but all I felt like was a villain of the worst sorts. Made worse because no one else seemed to realize what I was."