If you think that, then abuses have been well-hidden from you. Or perhaps you do not wish to find them and be challenged.
[ Now, his voice dips. A little cold, a little familiar. A blind man will not see the harm being caused, if he is unwilling to question his surroundings and examine them with his other senses. Whatever Amos thinks, he does not trust anyone's perception of things but his own. Familiarity with an environment is good in one way, but an outsider's eyes will always find where the flaws are; growing up in Menzoberranzan had shown him such, and kept him on his toes. Judgement directed at him for his race had kept him kind, if not driven to ensure no one else suffered his experiences. ]
They exist. This is not the world idealized, this is a world with faults, like the last. I would like it to be fairer to those who need help, but I cannot disregard the lessons of my past.
[ Still, he does nod his head. Not unkindly, but affirmed to an ironclad creed that keeps him steady where others seek to belong. He knows he does not belong. He only wishes to move forward, he wants to see his friends again — but fate, may have parted them forever. This feels like a strange afterlife, after all. ]
I'm Drizzt Do'urden. I — [ He quiets now, the steel in his voice and eyes replaced once again by something deep and slow and exhausted. Like his fleeting smile. ] Well met, Amos. I hope to speak with you more, in the future. I don't believe I will not choose to live with Zenith, at this time. I just would like to rest, a little.
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[ Now, his voice dips. A little cold, a little familiar. A blind man will not see the harm being caused, if he is unwilling to question his surroundings and examine them with his other senses. Whatever Amos thinks, he does not trust anyone's perception of things but his own. Familiarity with an environment is good in one way, but an outsider's eyes will always find where the flaws are; growing up in Menzoberranzan had shown him such, and kept him on his toes. Judgement directed at him for his race had kept him kind, if not driven to ensure no one else suffered his experiences. ]
They exist. This is not the world idealized, this is a world with faults, like the last. I would like it to be fairer to those who need help, but I cannot disregard the lessons of my past.
[ Still, he does nod his head. Not unkindly, but affirmed to an ironclad creed that keeps him steady where others seek to belong. He knows he does not belong. He only wishes to move forward, he wants to see his friends again — but fate, may have parted them forever. This feels like a strange afterlife, after all. ]
I'm Drizzt Do'urden. I — [ He quiets now, the steel in his voice and eyes replaced once again by something deep and slow and exhausted. Like his fleeting smile. ] Well met, Amos. I hope to speak with you more, in the future. I don't believe I will not choose to live with Zenith, at this time. I just would like to rest, a little.