[Originally posted on the Atlantic Roleplay Community Board] Ariana sat on the floor in front of the fireplace, the flickering light cascading upon the concentrating look of her blue eyes. Spread out in front of her were detailed maps of each of the major lands as she looked between them with a meticulous calculating look. She tilted her head very slightly as she picked up the soft footsteps of Adonias as he walked around the couch to stand next to her. She tapped a fingernail against a spot on one of the maps as Adonias moved closer to inspect as she simply stated, "T'ere." His eyes studied the location for a long moment before letting his eyes drift to several other marks as if weighing other points against her decision. "The initial acquisition will be quite expensive. Strategically, it is one of the most defensible locations should that become necessary." "Gold will nay be an issue, " she said, smirking slightly. "I didn't fathom how it could be, " he paused, looking at the location again, "It is the best choice given the options." "Contact mus' be made with the local riff-raff. Find the leader and report back to me, " she said with her eyes still intent where her finger now rested. He smirked and gave a short nod as he turned. She looked over her shoulder as his body seemed to fade from view as he walked to the secret door. She looked back at the map and slowly smiled, "Once ye are in my hands, m'dear... we will revive ye f'the whole world t'see. " Her manicured nail lightly stroked the surface of the map gently, "Greed will truly become the mother o' invention..."