He frowned at that question, before scratching his head with his forepaw. "Is that a 'you' specifically or a 'you' as in the group I am representing?"<br/><br/>He answered his own question regardless. "I am getting a job that my design, field commander, was meant for. Interacting with locals and directing the Death Guard under my command from a spot where I don't have to worry about getting blasted. A gorgeous mate, good food, and comfortable surroundings are just gravy after that point.<br/><br/>As for the group, we are getting five bases in undeveloped lands, which we can carefully mine and sell the less useful stuff like gold, silver, iron, gems and such, while keeping the actually useful stuff like granite, dirt, and copper. We are also getting permission to recruit organics from the local populations, which will help the Shadow Stalkers, the super-group we are part of, interact with other groups out there. Plus, good rep, saving your group from a human supremacist group. Makes it easier to get other groups onto our side later."