Neven glanced over the map briefly. It was satisfactory. Even more pleasing was the grumpy expression on Mictlantecuhtli's face and the knowledge that he was now below them. [b]"Give me a brief summary of my lands. Who dwells there, how many souls am I expected to take care of, what resources are there and shall I face unwanted intrusions?[/b]" Neven asked firing off one question after another. He would know all there was to know about his lands or else he would both look and act foolishly. Neither of which were permitted of course.