In practical terms, I am less capable than I once was, beyond the loss of my magic. While I can take up the sword and remember drills and training, and loss of emotional control hinders one's ability in battle, the is something amiss. Rather than control, there is a void.

You knew me not before, unless my memory has faltered. I was oft considered detached, or without sentiment. In truth, some emotions burned too fiercely, so much that more than once I did harm to myself and those dear to me. I invested much time, these years past, in reckoning with that and better managing all that which has been so destructive in years past, but it is a path without fixed end.

In Tranquility the struggles are rendered null. Insight and reflection are possible, and have the clarity that comes without emotion. Knowing how great a challenge that could be, previously, it is beneficial that the process is simplified, however, without that effort any growth inhibited. Things can be acknowledged or cross our awareness long before we grow and internalise them. I have come to realise this is an incomplete form of myself. The Tranquil have limited potential to become more than they are. It is a statis; not inherently a negative, however, I am aware that I am an incomplete form of myself.

( Its the sort of thing that could evoke some kind of emotional, even subtly. Instead, there is a perfect, consistent placidity. )

Speaking so transparently causes no concern. I can elaborate, if you wish.