OTA | don't hurt me no more

[matchymatchy]

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.

Comments

[sorcerised]

[ Wow. Hard swerve incoming. ]

Well. As...lovely as that sounds, I think I'll have to decline. We wouldn't want to lose our air of mystery, now would we?

[ Or give any of the people who dislike them an easier time of putting names to faces. There's also that. ]

[matchymatchy]

A terrible pity. Airs of mystery do well for Orlesian plays, I suppose, but very little to feed orphans.

[sorcerised]

You are aware most people here seem to look down on elves, don't you? And rifters, for that matter. We're not just here for their viewing pleasure.

[matchymatchy]

Darling, no one's forcing you.

[ it's amazing how condescending complete newcomers to the world can be. must be a demon thing. sURELY she wouldn't know about that, herself. ]

[sorcerised]

Yes, I know, and I'll obviously not be taking part.

That's not the point. Does it not strike you as somewhat demeaning to the elves to be asking for this at all?