"An opportunity to take over this place?" Selia's eyes widened in confusion. "But…" she hesitated for a second, "weren't you all terrified of the idea of the war coming to this place? And now you are thinking about bringing it here yourself?"
'A valid concern,' I thought, a small smile creeping up on my lips. "The thing is, who said anything about bringing the war here? War is always a terrible loss of manpower, full of traumatizing tragedies and loss of material."
The irony of how I brought personal tragedy and mercantile outlook at what ultimately meant losing money wasn't lost on me.
To a degree, I would venture to claim it was something I did intentionally.
"Okay, I'm lost," Selia opened up her arms and shook them. "How else do you wish to take over this… no, any place at all?" she shook her head. "I understand your desire for money, it's something perfectly natural in a world where coin can buy security of many different forms. But don't underestimate the people here."
