You.... You are right. I have truly lost my way. My daughter, my sweet and lovely daughter. She is my everything. I have fought countless bloody battles just to birth a kingdom where she could be safe. I would do anything to make sure she could live a happy and peaceful life, away from the horrors of war.
But look at me, I sit here threatening misguided peasants with genocide from my ivory tower. How could I be so blind to willingly invite chaos and violence into these hallowed halls? What have I become? How could I have fallen so far from my roots?
I once stalked the lands outside this very kingdom, many years ago, far many days before I stalked tarbeasts and kraken using the ways of my people. I know how dangerous this Kingdom was before we were unified as one. Mothers had their children torn from them in the streets, and left with nothing but a knife buried in their loins and a cruel rain to wash...to wash what little life they had left away forever.
Ruin and desolation peppered the landscape; scars of long fought battles with beings beyond comprehension. All consuming flows of smoke and fire... Rivers ran red with blood and foul magics. Too many times we almost lost everything. I...
No...Not today. I will not raise this hammer in vain. Not to strike down an innocent. Not upon a citizen of this kingdom. Not like the monsters who reigned here before us. I should be above such brutality!
I am sorry, my fellow citizens. My barbarian rage still roars deep within me. Its passion to protect this kingdom burns like the eternal fires of the deep earth. I pray that you will not have to see such a display again.