I’ll never get over Orins reaction if you tell her the truth about Sarevok. Her whole world crumbles, and it seems like for just a minute, she doubts Bhaal. Until she is forced to assume the slayer form. She is given no choice in the matter, she is a tool. A stepping stone for the dark urge. We see the truth, she became Bhaals chosen for Sarevok. She admired him so greatly, loved him even. And yet, he never cared about her. You can tell her he abused her and her mother, and I like to think maybe, just maybe, in that moment she considered reaching out, and perhaps stepping away, but her autonomy is stripped away, she is forced into this position. In the end, she had no choice. To watch her crumble away at the end of the duel, screaming and crying as her body disintegrates, it’s heartbreaking. Not even a corpse left to bury in the end, she is reduced to a pile of viscera.
I will not deny the pain and terror she has caused, but I also feel like anyone who grew up in her situation would’ve turned out the same. She was never given a chance. Born and bred into a murder cult, intended to be nothing but a sacrifice, and in the end, that’s all she was. In her jealous and hatred for the dark urge, she inadvertently freed them. She deserved freedom too, but it was too late. Bhaal never cared about her, Sarevok never cared about, her mother never did. But I like to think the dark urge held some affection towards her, even if it’s in a strange murderous way. She has lived her whole life deprived of love, she only knew hate and it consumed her. A puppet, that’s all she was. Oh my dear Orin, you deserved so much better.