Nor really, but I hate the one who trust too much. But a loner is better than a one who trust too much.
Lucan fell into the Well of Despair. The last thing he saw before being lost in the darkness was a raving mad dwarven overseer jumping off the bridge with a whip in one hand and pickaxe in the other. His eyes were still locked onto Lucan as he plummeted down after him.