On Philosophies

It's been somewhat of a shock, traveling with Everest and the others.  Our methods are so different I'm having to check myself constantly to not offend them.  For years now I've been used to doing things "my way".  For the most part, Father doesn't ask, I don't tell.  There are certain people in this world of Exodus that must be contained or destroyed, and it is left to me to be the dirty hands.  Everest is the face, Lightbearer the protector, but me, I am the darkside, the shadow of Hestia.  Her silent wrath.  For the most part I'm not sure anyone outside of Will and some of the old guard of the church, know of my exploits.  And it is best that it remains this way. 
The duties I undertake, I do so in what I believe to be the best interest of the church.  Some of them I'm proud of.  Vile progenitors of the undead scourge, and followers of gods like Olbek, bent on control or destruction of the free peoples of Exodus.  They must be dealt with, and a quiet hand is best in these matters.  Some I'm not, but I do as Father requests, and I am sure his burden is greater than mine can ever be...I hope the others can understand and forgive me.