OTA | don't hurt me no more

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FORM: Crystal
SENDER: yo
RECIPIENT: yall
WHAT: match game set
WHEN: now-ish
WHERE: kirkwall
NOTES: n/a

Inquisition,

I understand there has been a temporary disruption in your administration, [ a light clap ] No matter! We'll muddle through it together.

Ottoline Gardet-Lorier — you may call me Otto — of Tantervale, and it's a pleasure to meet all of you by more than reputation. I'll be summering in Kirkwall this year and lending you my services, that we might find the diplomat inside each of us.

[ ayyy ]

Let's begin! Tell me: What is love?

On a related topic, I must speak immediately with those Rifter elves present.

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The heart is so powerful a vessel, but I fear, only when full.

[sangsues]

Love has been called the "the Blight of the mind." Reason and responsibility and propriety are all eaten away by longing, and an impulsive recklessness sparked by emotion. How many families and lives have been destroyed by love? I think it is a very serious sickness.

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You wound me, Doctor. Surely little so energizes — even engenders! — life as love. One needn't stray to brute mechanics to consider the breadth of art and history begun for it. Did not love of our Maker inspire the blessed Prophet to her course? A martyr's responsibility is hardly undone for their passion.

[sangsues]

Perhaps they'd have avoided so smokey a demise, without love.

( hohoho )

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And then where would we be? Blaspheming for no purpose at all.