Draiss grins down at her, and said, "Huh, easy to ask question, but far too many possible answers. Let me think, I enjoy challenges."<br/><br/>He considers the question for a moment, before saying, "Partially because you are attractive, and you needed help. Help that I could provide, and my goddess would not have been amused if I had not tried to provide that help. Yes, go ahead and laugh, I am a sorcerer that knows mostly destructive spells, but I am dedicated to a gentle goddess of healing.<br/><br/>The second, and most important, is because I went through what you did. I recognized the signs, having been on your side the last time I went through this. I told you my mother had been raped, and then killed. But what I did not was that the orcs skinned her. They thought her scales were pretty, and wanted them for themselves.<br/><br/>I... I tortured them, trying to learn why they had killed my mother, and when I learned that... I just... went crazy. I was well on my way to becoming a mindless demon of arcane destruction before a cleric of my goddess finally stopped me. Not with a great battle, but simply by forcing me to care again. She saved me, and...<br/><br/>He stopped, not sure how to describe what he had felt, but he was not sure he could. He shook his head, before continuing, "After she stopped me, I simply wanted to die in shame. I had killed innocents, though how innocent any orc can be is a debate I am not willing to start. All I knew was that my mother would never have forgiven me for my rampage, so I started adventuring, trying to redeem myself, if only in my own eyes. So when the Maralith tried to open that portal, I thought maybe this was my chance."