<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e3/Eternal.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rapture</div><div class="spoiler_body">Personal Essence: 19/19<br/>Peripheral Essence: 35/35<br/><br/>Willpower: 10/10<br/><br/>-0: [ ]<br/>-1: [ ] [ ]<br/>-2: [ ] [ ]<br/>-4: [ ]<br/>I: [ ]<br/></div></div></div></div><br/>Iron Sand's question of a plan made Rapture smile in a way she never had before: confident, knowing, cunning without being manipulative.  "People think of money and power as things that need to be hoarded," she explained, "as if there's so much wealth in Creation and it must be guarded so that nobody else can get any.  In reality, every time an artisan turns sand into a priceless glass sculpture, that much more wealth exists than ever did before.  While it can depreciate in value when too much of one thing exists, only a fool would have a master painter make one fantastic sculpture and then kill them before any others can be made."<br/><br/>Her eyes kept drifting, almost remembering, perhaps just knowing feelings and nuances.  Soon she looked back to the area around them.  "Think of the priceless objects around us as a seed.  Even as is, using too much at once will draw too much attention, but I can turn that into a lovely nest egg of profit.  The plan," she gave Iron Sands a bow, "is to continue to grow as a result.  We each know what we're good at and what we've wanted to spend our lives doing," her attention was no less on Crow and Bright Leopard than the others, "and what we'd love to spend time doing if but we had the money.  Not gambling, not drinking it all away, of course, but setting up a business, what we'd do if we were rich enough to do so.  I plan to get an inn and tavern going, and we can build that out all the more, working together on the things we can't do alone by achieving them together."<br/><br/>She raised a palm to make clear a point.  "You hear stories about the Bull in the North where House Tepet is running out of resources, but I suspect many of the Dragons are in similar affairs.  An all-out assault across all of Creation would leave people fearful and horrified.  Building a better society altogether proves that we are and always have been right, but it will take centuries to do correctly.  I propose that we don't<em>destroy</em>the Dragons; we allow them to become irrelevant, in the same way that people stop dealing with cost-cutting merchants once a more reputable and trustworthy business shows up in town.  Then the wiser among them will come to ask and ask to join us as dutiful servants."<br/><br/>Words of Old Realm caught her eye on one of the tombs, and she translated them as she read them aloud.  "Those who sheltered beneath her arms were envied amongst their peers in neighboring lands."  She gestured with an open palm to prove her point by that simple phrase.  "Even if we fail and they end up destroying us, we will be remembered in whispers by the common masses because things were so much<em>better</em>with us.  That is my plan."  She smiled.  "How would you like to be part of it?"  More than simply welcoming, the question seemed to offer an opportunity for others to chime in, to give their true desires in what they'd like to do to reshape Creation.<br/><br/>