I think so, yeah. I mean really empathy is the word you sort of go into it with, you somehow have to put yourself within the shoes of a character and try to understand why they are behaving and why they are thinking and feeling the way that they do. To an extent, with someone like Raymond, there’s such an ambition in him and he’s been raised in a paternal society where war is the only reason to exist. War and dominance and occupation has been, from the cradle, everything he’s known and his father is now in decline. He calls his own father a coward. So he see’s the relic as something that’s going to elevate him and give him like a golden ticket to gain favour with his king and I think that’s all he sees, he doesn’t see a life beyond that.

It’s really interesting to see me as well, that there are no female characters within the story, because often the female characters can kind of balance the aggressive thrusting kind of paternal mind. But finding empathy with that – it was a challenge and at some point you give up because the overwhelming kind of darkness takes over, but I also feel like the character gives up. The character – you can either fight it, or yield to the darkness inside of you and I think that’s what happens with Raymond, he becomes so obsessed with his personal destructive quest that he just yields to it and is like ‘ Well if I can’t be good, then I’m going to be really bad!’

Did you have a name for his torturous, gut twisting arrow?

I didn’t actually, but I should have thought of something! There were a couple of them. We snapped a few of them, because… um… I was practicing a little bit too hard into the stomach of the monk that I was torturing! [laughs] I should have named them, but I didn’t.

Maybe it says something wrong about me that I wondered it in the first place!