"And how many innocents have you driven into the darkness through your own intolerance and apathy? How many have you insulted and degraded to the point where they have felt no other choice but to become that which you hate, so you can kill them with a clear conscience. What did<em>I</em>ever do to you before this, to earn your derision, to earn<em>this?</em>" Mareth retorted, slowly ripping pieces of Melany's armor free as she narrowly dodged or blocked attacks against her. Her voice grew softer, almost anguished. "Why is it that<em>we</em>are the ones who must die, when<em>you</em>are the ones who made us this way?"<br/><br/>((Bluff 19+15=34))