TO STALL OR NOT TO STALL
Once upon a time in the lands of the elementals there lived many peaceful tribes all in content with each other. The 12 tribes each had different resources to look over, and different areas of the elemental world to tend to. One day a war broke out and many warriors from each of the tribes met up to battle each other. Some tried rushing each other, while others sought to stall the opponents out. The many wise leaders of the Kingdom of Light met to discuss their potential battle tactics. The one question that each continued to ask was, "To Stall or not to Stall?" To finally settle the debate, they called upon a philosopher and their High Priest.
The philosopher began with, "A Stall is easily defeated by momentum. Therefore a Rush would be better."
The High Priest countered with, "The Holy Zanzarino blessed us with miracles upon high. We must Stall to the ends of the world."
"Miracles are nothing to unbelievers. They just continue. You have to kill them, not wear them out by pacifism."
"We will become one with the lord in our mighty sanctuaries. Zanzarino will come to us."
"If Zanzarino will come to us, what is to stop him from going to the others? There are twelve different groups of us. Why would us, the Light, be any more worthy?"
"We must find allies with power. If we can seek alliance with the Fire elementals we can destroy the enemies and stall out the competition."
"I will admit that an alliance with Fire would make us nearly invincible. However, just with fire leaves ten others. What could it be about our stalling that would inspire Zanzarino?"
"Why else would Zanzarino have used us in other tools for stalls, such as Sundial?"
"I do not know. We definitely do not have a great capacity for killing our opponents outright, and Fire does not have as much healing as we do. Allying with them could also be beneficial, as they tend to Rush, and they have some of the fastest Rushes. I cannot help but feel that we are outclassed though, perhaps by Time or Aether."
"We have no means of rush power on our own, both the Archangels and our Golden Dragons are too few to send to battle field.."
"Perhaps an alliance with Aether would be better? They have incredible stall capabilities and are incredibly offensive."
"Stalling is the aim we are looking for, Dimensional Shields will protect us in our Sanctuaries. Keeping ourselves alive will be of great benefit."
"Our survival is certainly important. Are you sure, though, that an alliance is the proper way to go?"
"Zanzarino believes in us the same way we believe in him, if he wishes for us to alliance he will allow it."
"How do we know that we do not do something against his rules, however?"
"If we had, he would have released powers of doom upon us. Floods, Rains of Fire, Plagues, and a great masses of Pandemonium."
"But nothing that explicitly states what those rules would be?"
"... None."
"But surely that means Zanzarino has abandoned us, or does not care for us!"
"No. He has faith in us as we do him. He believes that we will do the right thing."
"Not all beings are moral."
"Can you judge a being by its morality?"
"If it is aware of the rules and chooses to disobey them, yes."
"Then Zanzarino will judge them, and he will Patch them out."
"... fair enough. But we have diverted from the question. To Stall or not to Stall?"
"But...."
And then the philosopher finished with, "We do what we can."
Silence reigned.
The philosopher and High Priest continued to stare at each other in silence as they thought about the conversation they had just had. They agreed to finish another day after the war was done and went back to their posts, still thinking how else to prove their point to the other.
