[X] Plan Paradox
-[X] Try to negotiate them down
--[X] Etiquette excellency, BSM as possible
--[X] Offer to renegotiate later
--[X] Offer alternative means of payment
---[X] Revival of dead species
-[X] Stunt: "Less is More" you say, the weight of truth in your voice no lesser than Mab's own when she pronounces the coldness of Winter.
--[X] "The larger the territory I claim, the more attention it attracts of men who claim to own it, the less security I can guarantee, and the easier it is for Red leeches to devour us all for daring to exist under the sun that they are hated by. Let us get to know each other over the course of days to come, and we shall come to new and more fruitful agreements without the hastings of mortals"
---[X] "And as proof of my intentions, let me offer this - bring me the bones of a species gone, and I shall endevour to see them returned to the realm of Earth"
[X] Try to negotiate them down -[X] Etiquette excellency, BSM as possible --[X] We have no issue with granting them 400 square miles of the surrounding lands, but we cannot secure such a large parcel to their requested standards within a short timeframe. Ask that they agree to a much smaller area initially, but which gradually expands as our resources allow for it.
[X] Plan Equal Exchange
-[X] Try to negotiate them down
—[X] BSM, FPoR, SCCP, excellency
-[X] Offer protection for the territory in exchange for their assistance in hiding our presence.
—[X] As in, they will interfere with any efforts made to find our people or facilities in the area unless they're being directly escorted by one of our people identifying them as okay.
-[X] [Stunt]: As she took a deep breath with her human body, Molly's world seemed to move in sympathy.
—[X] A shiver pulsed through the courts, an alignment of forces as an entire world shifted part of its focus here. a gust of wind crossed the portal, a huff of air from impossible lungs.
—[X] When she spoke it was not with a mortal voice. It was the songs of distant birds, of wind in odd leaves, of strange seasons turning in their own harmonies. Each combining just the right way to form words in the oldest of languages as they echo through the portal.
