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Deep in the back of his mind, Lucas had always known that Adam was never going to say no to the prospect of riches, even if he was quite right in that there wasn't actually any money in the Hollowed Grounds currently. "Currency can be made. And if not, we can always just make a trading system more befitting of the society we want to build," he said, an all too feline smile spreading across his face. "Who else? Edrei Launceleyn is my Master of War thus far, and I have someone in mind who might make a good spy... if all goes well, you'll meet him soon." He arched an eyebrow, as if to ask Adam if that was sufficient. LUCAS don't you know there ain't no devil it's just god when he's drunk