"Oh I do."
Martin leaned forward slightly and spoke softly, in a conspiring maner.
"As you know I need the key. And for the key I'll trade a tablet. A tablet of power. Power of a kind your kind would desire regardless of class or age.

So you see. You want this tablet. Everyone wants this tablet. I intend to publically trade with the group. They'll have to share. So naturally the tablet wil go to the most powerfull and resourcefull.

Think of all the conflict. The chaos that will hit once the realisation of their desires lies before them?"