"Yes," she says. "It is just that their defeat will not restore the fallen Arcana. As for how many of us may be needed..."
She purses her lips and suddenly there is a whiteboard behind her. She picks up a piece of chalk and starts to draw a series of three figures: a toddler sitting on the ground; an elementary school student with a Roman numeral five on their hat; and a middle school student with a Roman numeral one on their collar... and tentacles for hands.
She takes a pointer that wasn't there before and gestures to the first, "A veteran Traveler, who has taken the time to gain some mastery over the physical and psychic aspects of liminal space." She moves on to the second. "An Arcanum in the fullness of normal power." Finally she moves to the final figure. "Your average Elder God."
The pointer goes down. "The power disparity is less between us and them as it is between us and you, but it is in their favor. How many ten-year-olds does one need to take down a single twelve-year-old?"
In his experience, the answer to that question is a very succinct 'six and a lot of auxiliary back-up'.
"As many as would be willing," he parries instead. "Which I assume must not be many, or you wouldn't be planning things out this way."
He's not sure if he's irritated or not by the comparisons on the board, or by how she managed to draw and point so perfectly while blindfolded, but at the very least if it's true (he'd like to test that, himself) it provides a good deal of perspective on the situation before them.
"Not all my siblings-and-colleagues share my focus," she says, simply. "Even Penuel would rather stand in judgement of the miscreants among our ranks than turn themself outward."
"And none of them would even consider becoming your ally?" Like he can believe that. Aren't these sorts of things always messy with politicking and alliances?
"Durga, perhaps," she says after a long moment. "I know she is unhappy with our imbalance, perhaps enough to strike back at those who began it. Possibly Cairbre. It prefers action and is not all that picky about which actions to take. Penuel, if one could persuade them to look outward in judgement."
"The four of you would stand stronger against the Elder Gods than you alone." Teamwork, damn right he believes in it. "Even if there's no way to empower you all, it won't hurt to have them beside you. The blow you could deal together may even strike deeper than you can imagine, and if you're all aimed toward the one goal then a win for one of you will become a win for all of you."
If he can focus on winning things in the pursuit of justice (ha, easy) while she's making those alliances... They can make this work, he's sure.
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She purses her lips and suddenly there is a whiteboard behind her. She picks up a piece of chalk and starts to draw a series of three figures: a toddler sitting on the ground; an elementary school student with a Roman numeral five on their hat; and a middle school student with a Roman numeral one on their collar... and tentacles for hands.
She takes a pointer that wasn't there before and gestures to the first, "A veteran Traveler, who has taken the time to gain some mastery over the physical and psychic aspects of liminal space." She moves on to the second. "An Arcanum in the fullness of normal power." Finally she moves to the final figure. "Your average Elder God."
The pointer goes down. "The power disparity is less between us and them as it is between us and you, but it is in their favor. How many ten-year-olds does one need to take down a single twelve-year-old?"
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"As many as would be willing," he parries instead. "Which I assume must not be many, or you wouldn't be planning things out this way."
He's not sure if he's irritated or not by the comparisons on the board, or by how she managed to draw and point so perfectly while blindfolded, but at the very least if it's true (he'd like to test that, himself) it provides a good deal of perspective on the situation before them.
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If he can focus on winning things in the pursuit of justice (ha, easy) while she's making those alliances... They can make this work, he's sure.
"When can you start speaking to them?"
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