“Why thank you.” Lusser said to Feuertanz with a grin, one of his teeth poking out from between his lips. It was rare that he received praise of any sort from others, so he often took whatever he could get. He didn’t completely agree with Erion’s words, however. What value does knowledge and experience have if it is not applied? To Lusser, it had none; one might have a larger deck to draw from, but if those new cards were worthless, the time spent gaining them was worthless as well. However, the opportunities gained from this expedition could very well be more than worth the effort. The power to be a lord, or something even greater…

	“But we are leaving soon,” Lusser asked, snapping out of it quickly enough. “Yes? Time waits for no man, as they say.” He tapped his foot against the cold ground repeatedly, quite anxious to leave at this point. His ambition was getting the better of him, it seemed, though to Lusser himself, the fact that nothing could get the better of that ambition was what made him fit for greatness.