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[h2][center][color=aqua]Broker Of Fortune[/color][/center][/h2][hr]

[color=aqua]"Cool, huh? I hadn't thought of it like that. Guess so."[/color] Broker said with a shrug of her shoulders as the dimunitive ice mage joined her on the ramparts, clusters of idling Masks dispersed along the battlements in  semi-even intervals. [color=aqua]"It is a bit dull up here but we can't afford to leave the City without someone to command the defense from the front. For now we can sit tight until someone starts calling for reinforcement or maybe the Harley's get crushed and blitz the last of the Strykers."[/color]

[color=aqua]"Titania-sama?"[/color] The former Bruiser said in surprise, [color=aqua]"I don't know if its weirder that you want to duel her or refer to her in the honorific, but I don't see why not. Grand Scale PvP doesn't last long, even with our future fortune's on the line. War may be good for business but it's hell on our infrastructure. Once the Masks cash out I'm looking forward to sinking my teeth into some new markets."[/color]

[color=aqua]"Real estate sounds good. Then it's an easy jump into agriculture and trade hubs for all those war weary players looking to get away from the big cities..."[/color] Broker said with eyes cast beyond the artificial horizon, visions of wealth and splendor bringing an airy timber to her voice. [color=aqua]"And ports! Dotted all along the coast line, with ships full of mats from far and wide! Hehe, play our cards right and we'll carve out an economic renaissance from this conflict!"[/color]

There may or may not have been laughter which could be called maniacal echoing in her head, but she was certain her actual laugh was far less of a cause for concern.



[@KoL]