"Perhaps," Leareth says, from where he's waiting for them at the bottom of the stairs. "I can wait until I have tested it from Nechar's door, and then it might suffice if I attempted a small demonstration Gate from just outside your door and then obtained the destination from the memories of someone who has been there. That would be much more likely to work than merely a picture of it." 

"Yeah. I don't want anybody fucking around with my brain but the Elves're accustomed to telepathy, I can ask Alassëo."

"Understood." Leareth sits down. "Anything you wish to discuss while we wait?" 

"How many gods are there, and what makes you think that adding just one, no matter what its agenda, will advance that agenda more than a drop in the bucket?"

"There are many more people than gods, and yet a single person can still unite an empire." Leareth shakes his head, almost chuckling. "The powerful gods number about ten – the less powerful and more local, certainly no more than fifty. Initially a new god would not control more than a small empire, however, I believe that the equilibrium the current gods are in is not the only stable one, and adding a different incentive to that system could shift it considerably." 

"The more different a person is from their would-be imperial people, the harder a time they'll have. Couldn't your god run into coordinated opposition? Even if they don't usually do that, you're already presupposing you can cause unusual effects."

"I expect some opposition, yes. There are some interesting precedents here, if we look at case studies of beings that were very close to god-level power and ascended fully at a certain point. The takeaway from these is that while the existing pantheon of strong gods frequently make and break alliances between two or three of them, they do not seem capable of long-term coordination at all - long-term on the scale of centuries - and short-term only toward a simple goal." Leareth can suggest some supplementary reading material on these case studies and what inferences he's making from them, if Cam wants. 

"I believe that with the precautions I was planning to take," he adds, "and given that one of the few advantages of being human is being able to move faster than the gods when I choose, short-term coordinated opposition will not be sufficient to destroy my god, and in the longer term it will gain much more detailed intelligence than I possess on the relationships between existing gods, and work from there." Leareth has a much more detailed writeup of this as well. 

Cam will pass the time reading the writeups.

Vanyel, who's been awake for a while now and doesn't actually want to be around for the Gate-test whenever Nechar is on break, wanders off to get some sleep.

Leareth skims through Vanyel's heap of Arda newspapers about the war. 

Meanwhile, Nechar is a very graceful dancer and can also pick Lissa up as soon as informed this is on the menu of dance behaviors.

Lissa laughs, delightedly. "You're good at this!" She's...not light. "Are you using magic or just that strong?" 

"Uh, using magic to be that strong. I think it would not be very... dancey... if I used magic to pick you up."

Now Lissa is curious what it would be like if he used magic to pick her up. 

Sure, he can toss her into the air and leave her floating there.

"This is so amazing!" Lissa will wiggle her limbs and pretend she's swimming in midair. "...All right, though, it's not very dancey. Can we dance and both be floating though?" She's never danced in midair before, it sounds interesting even if it might totally not work. 

"Sure, why not." He can join her in the air and they can find the air solid where they plant their feet.

This is incredibly fun! Lissa exclaims this fact every so often. 

How about every time they take a step it sends off a cute little magic firework?

Lissa can't stop giggling, this is possibly the coolest thing she has ever experienced. Nechar is great. She informs him of this as well. 

"You're pretty great too!"

Aww. 

He has effectively infinite dancing stamina.

Lissa is in pretty good shape but her stamina is not infinite. "...All right I need a break now," she admits finally. 

He lets them settle to the floor. Appears her a cushy chair.