"Excuse me? Bold and reckless?" Finexia asked, wiggling a tentacle at her and arching an eyebrow. "I was an elf, but was captured by one of her creations and remade in her image. I don't think it's either bold or reckless to tell the truth."<br/><br/>"As to my goals? They're fairly simple. Build up my power, undermine Bastion and take it for my own, and then take the dawn and dusk elf nations. After that I'll be content." Finexia paused, considering, then shrugged. "That and to have an enormous harem, but that is more of a side effect."