Korgan Bloodaxe. One of the best examples of evil I have seen
Grum
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"After leaving 's company, Korgan Bloodaxe lived in as bloody a fashion as he could manage. He took control of an entire dwarven clan, killing their leader in secret and guiding their revenge to a target of his choosing. He could have lived in luxury, but his thirst for carnage was immeasurable, and he stunned the Realms by pushing deep into the Underdark. The blind fury of the clan took even the dark elves by surprise, but holding territory in the home of the drow is a hopeless proposition. Korgan was last seen burying his axe in the gullet of a high priest of Lolth, laughing as he struck. Dwarven legend immortalized the image, and his bloodlust is now called a crusade. History, it seems, finds more heroes than madmen."
In light of his dialogue with Mazzy, it feels like Korgan *tried* to do what she said. To direct his anger onto a deserving target. But even in doing so, he acted in an evil manner (murdering a clan leader, leading a clan into a war they couldn't win). It also reads as him choosing a death in a way which would earn him the respect in death that he could not earn in life.
Just wanted to share this, because I know that this dialogue option doesn't always pop up so it is very easy to miss. It also highlights the excellent writing from this game.
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Be it Korgan in bg2, Vivec in morrowind or Galmar in skyrim, I just love hearing a character talk and just immediately going "Oh hi, Captain Haddock, what brings you here?".
En plus, je n'avais jamais vraiment fait le lien entre Korgan et capitaine Haddock ! Et Dieu sais que Tintin a une importance significative pour moi ! Encore merci !
Also, Bill Martin does a fantastic job making Korgan's weird sophisticated speech sound genuine, which must be quite difficult. And yes Christian Pélissier is a good choice for Korgan though unfortunately the rest of the cast isn't quite fitting (Irenicus in particular - he's the reason I switched to the English version ages ago).
"Ah, that reminds me of the nine hells. Although the lack of devils really throws the whole thing of. Maybe we could try to find some. My cousin Nebo really had a knack for luring them..."
->Have you really been to Hell, gnome, or is this yet another of your ridiculous stories?
"What? I'll have you know that all my stories are authentic, unbelievable though they may sound."
"As for Hell, it was back in the days when I operated as a honest merchant in Athkatla, in Amn. have you ever been in Amn? The dang place is ripe with mage haters and one couldn't even try to make a honest profit selling technically illegal yet incredible merchandise without attracting a flock of angry bureaucrats. But home is where the turnip cellar is, I suppose."
"Anyway, I was trying to get enough money to put myself back into the turnip farming business after the root blight of 1368 when I tried to sell some of my products to an adventurer, who was actually, although it only came up later down the road, the son of a fallen god trying to stop a crazy mage on his way to divine ascension. Needless to say, hilarity ensued. But the short version is that I ended up travelling with him and when we finally took down the mage, all of us were dragged to Hell for a final confrontation. You know how these things go, you just can't kill an important bad guy without some showdown over a pit of lava or something similar."
"I kept travelling with that guy for a while and without even knowing it we ended up in a crusade to kill all the children of that god. The god who fathered my adventuring companion, are you even listening to me? So anyway, we kill all these godlings too and suddenly my buddy ends up becoming a god himself! Of course I wasn't really that surprised. It wasn't the first god I had seen and when you've seen one you can just tell them apart from the crowd. It's mostly the way they walk, and also that way they never eat with their mouth closed, so maybe that's something you should be looking out for in the future?"
->Forget I asked.
"As you wish my friend. The day isn't getting any younger anyway, and turnips don't harvest themselves!"