As they reached out to him, Amun turned his hand palm up so they could rest their hands in his. Zhanshi popped his head up to nibble on the potter's boot, but Amun nudged the landshark underground so the potter could focus on Ophelia. "No. I'd say that most people tolerate us, and mostly just want to avoid the conflict."
Sighing, he shook his head. "Unfortunately, though our opponents are the minority, they are incredibly powerful and even more persistent. They're also often in positions of leadership, which is a problem. And we are a small group, as you yourself noted." Looking into his lap, he pressed his lips together. "And even the majority are swayed by the propaganda of the old gods." Glancing up, he met their gaze head on.
Sighing, he shook his head. "Unfortunately, though our opponents are the minority, they are incredibly powerful and even more persistent. They're also often in positions of leadership, which is a problem. And we are a small group, as you yourself noted." Looking into his lap, he pressed his lips together. "And even the majority are swayed by the propaganda of the old gods." Glancing up, he met their gaze head on.
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