Time and time again had the thoughts arisen, but no matter for how long they were considered, nothing changed -- nothing ever does. The conversation had taken place between the two Druids time and time again to no avail or conclusion; the Keeper would not convince the rebel. It was clear, to Karthus, what needed to happen. He approached the Second Wind Inn.
After fumbling blindly toward a seat, the malnourished man leaned forward over the bar, listening to the idle musings -- both mindless and meaningless -- of the exceedingly glorified adventurers thereabouts. "They are so ignorant", he thought; "they only think that they think", he mused. None seemed so bad, though, as the one called Tigen.
As it would come to be shown, it was a fortuitous disliking that Karthus would be sickened most by Tigen. As events would unfold, Tigen fell the hardest when the attack began -- it was as if he weren't even defending himself. Seriously. Like he were completely inept, or partially retarded. At least, these were the after-the-fact considerations of the victorious Druid, looming over the helpless, pathetic, utterly destroyed victim. "Simple-minded idiot", was all Karthus would say.
In actual fact, however, Tigen was only one of many. Several died that night (Tigen died extra), and their corpses would be left amongst a pile of ash and rubble. It was the result of an unsettled debate; perhaps one that could not, would not -- and maybe even should not -- ever be concluded. That so many would die over the disagreement of only two individuals is a troubling concept, though such is the way of the world when two of it's titans collide. And Tigen dies.
After fumbling blindly toward a seat, the malnourished man leaned forward over the bar, listening to the idle musings -- both mindless and meaningless -- of the exceedingly glorified adventurers thereabouts. "They are so ignorant", he thought; "they only think that they think", he mused. None seemed so bad, though, as the one called Tigen.
As it would come to be shown, it was a fortuitous disliking that Karthus would be sickened most by Tigen. As events would unfold, Tigen fell the hardest when the attack began -- it was as if he weren't even defending himself. Seriously. Like he were completely inept, or partially retarded. At least, these were the after-the-fact considerations of the victorious Druid, looming over the helpless, pathetic, utterly destroyed victim. "Simple-minded idiot", was all Karthus would say.
In actual fact, however, Tigen was only one of many. Several died that night (Tigen died extra), and their corpses would be left amongst a pile of ash and rubble. It was the result of an unsettled debate; perhaps one that could not, would not -- and maybe even should not -- ever be concluded. That so many would die over the disagreement of only two individuals is a troubling concept, though such is the way of the world when two of it's titans collide. And Tigen dies.