(Andraus)<br/><br/>It was time.....Time to finally return home.<br/><br/>He had spent a week of planning, along with gathering the necessary resources to enact his plan. First, he had to go to the Imperial Reserves, the place where the Empire had stored all the wealth they had plundered from conquered lands. It was necessary for him to have access to that wealth, as to give off the image of a high-rising noble, new to the playing field. Then, he had to purchase a<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fp1.pichost.me%2Fi%2F75%2F1994230.jpg&amp;hash=50e23fbf9ebc0addf04c99759d366f60" href="http://p1.pichost.me/i/75/1994230.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">mansion</a>in the city. To get the attention of the Queen and her court, he had to have a position of power to display. His power display would come into play later, but he also had to spend money to have the place renovated. He made it subtly clear he was an Imperial Supporter- The flags of the Empire graced the Interior, Imperial Army Guards patrolled the mansion, and even the entire mansion seemed to speak of the Imperial Age.<br/><br/>Zion Aoiros, now known as<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fvignette2.wikia.nocookie.net%2Fatelierseries%2Fimages%2F7%2F7d%2FA12_Sterk.jpg%2Frevision%2Flatest%3Fcb%3D20111016231801&amp;hash=ebf028490aba3d571a4bfe0a8da1567a" href="https://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/atelierseries/images/7/7d/A12_Sterk.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20111016231801" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Anthony Mor-Hauser</a>, would stare in pride at the mansion. No doubt, the Queen and her supporters would likely want him executed, but the fact remains is that Anthony had placed himself in a position where doing that would be a bad idea- He was causing a fresh influx of gold and supplies, since he had bought up all the local farms and (with the aid of his magic) had gotten them growing splendidly. People were believing things were looking up, and it was thanks to Anthony. To drive him away now would cause public uproar, and the Court knew that, so they'd be unable to act. Anthony had yet to have the pleasure of greeting the Queen and her Court, namely the Mage who had sealed his fate, but he would soon enough.<br/><br/>After all....he was hosting a party tonight.<br/><br/>In the last year, things had been looking pretty dark, so Anthony hosting this party would be seen as the first bright light in ages. The nobles were all invited to attend and enjoy Luxury that had been denied of them for the last year. Anthony had made sure he had sent a flattering invitation to the Queen and her Court, knowing it would throw them off their guard, as He began preparing the place. Fine wine from the Temika Winery's, Fresh Bread, Game, Fresh Fruit and Vegetables- He was pulling all the stops off. Anthony had to make an Impression, and get close to the Queen and her court, and what better way than to flaunt wealth right in the woman's face? She wouldn't be able to resist a potential source of income for the Kingdom.<br/><br/>As Anthony set up the stage, he couldn't help but grin evilly- They would get what was coming to them. Tonight was a display of power, to show them, and all of his enemies, just how outstandingly outmatched they were in the grand design. He was in control, he was in power! While they held the crown, he'd hold the wealth! They wouldn't be able to touch him or his cash, for fear of causing economic collapse and riots! It tickled him how powerless they were, that in order to keep her kingdom stable and running, they'd have to appease him, not realizing they were sailing for it's destruction. But now, as He awaited the night, for the beginning of the first thing to celebrate about for in almost two years.<br/><br/>It would be a party they wouldn't soon forget.