[X] That the Flood was treachery by evil to sabotage the justice of God [Pugilist Opinion & Confessor Opinion].
"A rifle is God's own weapon. It will, with the proper form, hit a target dead in an instant and nothing around it will be phased but for the thunder of its report. An oil bomb is not God's own weapon, it burns all around its target, creating a great chaos and disorder."
Sister Ryvka waits for a moment for the clamour to die down again, and then, "Not that an actual oil bomb may not be used to great effect in God's name. This, you must understand, what a strictly metaphorical comparison."
[X] Amalgast is the greatest step yet taken, but he is not so special and essential that he should be totally above all others [Radical opinion].
Sarkan was a labourer in Yomri and was brought in to the sect by his Dear Friend and Companion Aster, who is smaller and bearded and sits beside him as the bigger man stands up, "Everyone here is supposed to be equal right? And everyone has, I forget the word the Sister used, a bit of God inside them, yeah? Well, I don't really think Amalgast should get a bigger piece of God than the rest of us. I think that sounds greedy."
He sits down at the behest of his Dear Friend and Companion, and the outrage and hissing.
[X] Obrogras was the betrayed, and the Amalists are in the right [Amalist Opinion].
"Brother Sarkan's point is well taken, if put in poor rhetoric. Amalgast was chosen from among the lowest and endowed, solely and individually, with the Grace to wrench the world asunder and reorient it to the truth." Sister Ryvka's voice is not strong, but carries a surety to it that conveys that she is the one talking now, "His children, then, must be of the same base matter as all of us among the lowly. He was a brief, shining flare of the Power of God that returns, as with all things, to ash when it is done."
[X] High Confession was a nightmare that would have smothered the people and the world [Orthodox & Amalist Opinion].
Sarkan finds the courage to stand and try his luck again. "Confessors," he offers to the judging eyes of the congregation, "Should be punched."
There is a chorus of muttered agreements and nods of ascent as a proud Sarkan sits back down to a pat and squeeze from Aster.
[X] He is a misguided creature of his chamber, trapped within his cloister [Radical Opinion].
"The man thinks himself above us, but he has reddened the faces of our enemies and for that deserves credit," Ryvka says, "He will not bleed them dry, and he will not join us on the battlements, but he has earned the smallest amount of benefit."