The bard smiled and took his seat, watching others tear holes through his plan as he nodded to their ideas.  "I will agree, it's a very bad plan."  Bradeton said with a smile, giving his captain a slight wink.  "Into the face of Cygnis, to Seahome, to Coral, and into the heart of the Lintha."  Elsewhere purred, tracing out a route on the map with a quill pen.  "We'll take an epic voyage, and decide what we decide at every step of the way!"  He said with a laugh, rising quickly to his feet and walking around the central table.<br/><br/>"Liberate the slaves and make them men again, that's the first order of business."  Bradeton said, pulling out his pipe and lighting it.  "After that, we make our way to Seahome, and determine if we can make an offer for their first age artifacts."  He suggested, taking a long drag from his pipe and simply waiting a few seconds with bated breath before exhaling a large cloud of sweet smelling smoke, going forward with his diatribe.  "We have money, and we have the blessing of the Elemental dragons.  A few well placed epistles to their leaders should ensure we will be received with due respect."  Bradeton paused and leaned against the wall, looking at the assembled group of exalts before him.  "Once we have what we can get, we go and become privateers, then assault the Lintha.  I'm sure we can sink their ships with the pure power of the words from our lips and the balls of lightning we shoot from our asses."  Elsewhere joked, wrapping an arm around Nemesis Born of Blood Red Waters and giving him a kiss on the cheek.  "Then we break out the rum and party!"