Alex quirked a brow as Lisa essentially pointed out that she had no scheme to attain her goal and for the first time recognizing her young age and feeling somewhat old by comparison.  Once again he found himself in disbelief that she had bested him in combat, realizing that she had power without the worldly experience to refine it.  A faint sigh escaped his lungs as simultaneously his drink was taken from his hand.  At once he realized why she enlisted him and the sort of work that was expected of his position.<br/><br/>With nothing else to occupy his drinking hand as he thought, he absentmindedly reached down and began groping Lisa’s firm ass while he considered their next course of action.<strong>”I suppose our next move would be to secure a base of operations; something more permanent and reflective of your authority than a magical carriage.  If you are craving on building your own, there are countless hamlets and villages in this region that I am sure you could take over with minimal resistance, enslave the population, and use them to build up the nest in your image.  If it is wealth you seek as your throne, the market city of Silver Wells is one of the major trading hubs in the area; though you could expect considerable resistance there and it might be a little much to control until your infamy expands.”</strong>Alex shrugged, less enthusiasm in his voice as he listed the final option that came to his mind.<strong>”Alternatively, the mountains are rather vast in this area.  There are plenty of caves around, though the larger ones are likely occupied by gangs and bandits if you wish to establish a nest that is typical for dragons, at least by how I understand it.”</strong>