Jaskier gives a sharp nod to Istredd, understanding his underlying point. As much as he still plans to go through with his contact -- and possibly contracting -- with the gods, they are still clearly an unknown. Some Summoned have touched them and been touched in return, but it doesn't appear to be anyone in the room as of yet. And the collection of them can hardly claim to decide the fate of an entire world.
They only come together to bring... ideas. To establish some sort of chain of communication across factions.
Solvunn is clearly missing, but even Jaskier cannot say he knows any soul there well enough... except Himeka. Though, and no sleight against her, he's not sure how well she would do in diplomatic affairs. He's willing to ask.
"Targets... only certain times, that you know of," he corrects Thancred, not unkindly. Among them all, Geralt has been used at the Queen's behest for information, but someone quite clearly tried to kill Yennefer, Himeka, and himself. "We still do not know who attempted to kill the delegates. It could be none of the factions we yet know of, but I do believe it's worth keeping in mind. Not to mention the attack at the Peace Summit. Clearly, someone has been at work for some time trying to shift the sands." And he would like to mention it if only because he almost died, thank you.
"Gentlemen, I think we are finding ourselves firmly at an impasse... if only because we hardly have the means to do anything in particular." He hops around as he talks, wings shifting like how he would move his arms, gesticulating, as a man. "I suggest we each find a thread that comes to us the easiest, then unravel it, and attempt to keep abreast of this world's political shifts through our mutual communications. As Istredd said, we're a small number. The Summoned are few, and the five of us even fewer. It would be a dangerous call to say we have the right to decide anything right now. Our coming together is a fine enough first step."
I am so sorry screams
They only come together to bring... ideas. To establish some sort of chain of communication across factions.
Solvunn is clearly missing, but even Jaskier cannot say he knows any soul there well enough... except Himeka. Though, and no sleight against her, he's not sure how well she would do in diplomatic affairs. He's willing to ask.
"Targets... only certain times, that you know of," he corrects Thancred, not unkindly. Among them all, Geralt has been used at the Queen's behest for information, but someone quite clearly tried to kill Yennefer, Himeka, and himself. "We still do not know who attempted to kill the delegates. It could be none of the factions we yet know of, but I do believe it's worth keeping in mind. Not to mention the attack at the Peace Summit. Clearly, someone has been at work for some time trying to shift the sands." And he would like to mention it if only because he almost died, thank you.
"Gentlemen, I think we are finding ourselves firmly at an impasse... if only because we hardly have the means to do anything in particular." He hops around as he talks, wings shifting like how he would move his arms, gesticulating, as a man. "I suggest we each find a thread that comes to us the easiest, then unravel it, and attempt to keep abreast of this world's political shifts through our mutual communications. As Istredd said, we're a small number. The Summoned are few, and the five of us even fewer. It would be a dangerous call to say we have the right to decide anything right now. Our coming together is a fine enough first step."