<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/85/Dione2.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">The Countess</span></span><br/><em>Buxom CEO, Master Planner</em><br/><strong>STR:</strong>0<strong>SPE:</strong>2<strong>INT:</strong>6<br/><strong>DUR:</strong>0<strong>AGL:</strong>2<strong>PER:</strong>6<br/><br/><strong>The League HQ</strong><br/><br/>The Countess nodded curtly at the explanation. “Exactly, Incubus.”<br/><br/>She pressed a button on a panel at her spot, and the lights dimmed. From the center of the table, one of Laprade Enterprises’ prototype holographic projectors displayed an image (http://www.arcana22.com/images/YSMT-7527.jpg) of the scarab. It was a truly beautiful object, one of vast wealth and power, and she might have been able to appreciate it on some level had it not held such a distasteful purpose.<br/><br/>“The scarab is to be displayed at Ursa’s Museum of History and Art this coming weekend,” she continued. “Most think that it is just an exquisite piece of jewelry, but The Incubus is correct. It is actually an amplifier for several of The Order’s members.” She frowned in contempt. “Why they would choose to display it so vulnerably is beyond me. The mayor has contacted me and requested that I host the grand opening, since I sponsor the museum, with a banquet planned afterwards. I think our plan at this point is simple, though the execution will likely be not.”<br/><br/>The Countess pressed the button again, and the image vanished, lights returning to normal. Beneath the table, she crossed her legs, the sound of latex squeaking softly. “This little gem is an important advantage to The Order, one they can do without. They know that it is a weakness, so they will do their best to try and protect it. The mayor alluded to much security, both in terms of extra guards and ‘special staff’. I think we all know who that means. We must strike as soon as possible.”<br/>