"Oh, no worries there. I definitely know how that can be. Where I'm from, people had a historical habit of completely erasing important matter from history in order to pain a better picture of the victors, as you say. I think that's par for the course no matter where you are. Winners are sore losers, or something to that nature. Anyways, I keep my judgment reserved for individuals, not races, religions or groups in general."
Doing that had certainly made a bad impression on the royal family back home, so he endeavored to broaden his perception. It definitely changed his interactions with others for the better, in the end; he certainly never could have accomplished as much as he had in the prison back home without the guidance of someone he once would have considered an enemy on sight.
"There has never been a situation - to my memory - where everyone was right or everyone was wrong. Motivation and perspective change the light every time," Mac shrugs, turning aside briefly to run his gloved fingertips along the spines of the nearest books.
"The only time everything is wrong is when you can't see anything. Step out of the shadows and all will be revealed. Or...something like that," he shrugs, clearing his throat and turning to smile at Inessa uneasily. He didn't like drifting into too-deep thinking - just because he was a Warlock didn't mean he wanted to conform to their stereotypes. Unfortunately for Mac it was more deeply ingrained than mere choice, but at least an intellectual wasn't the worst thing to be.
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Doing that had certainly made a bad impression on the royal family back home, so he endeavored to broaden his perception. It definitely changed his interactions with others for the better, in the end; he certainly never could have accomplished as much as he had in the prison back home without the guidance of someone he once would have considered an enemy on sight.
"There has never been a situation - to my memory - where everyone was right or everyone was wrong. Motivation and perspective change the light every time," Mac shrugs, turning aside briefly to run his gloved fingertips along the spines of the nearest books.
"The only time everything is wrong is when you can't see anything. Step out of the shadows and all will be revealed. Or...something like that," he shrugs, clearing his throat and turning to smile at Inessa uneasily. He didn't like drifting into too-deep thinking - just because he was a Warlock didn't mean he wanted to conform to their stereotypes. Unfortunately for Mac it was more deeply ingrained than mere choice, but at least an intellectual wasn't the worst thing to be.