Duke Edward Drake
Saraf gave a nod of his head, knowing full well how that sort of thing went. He was aiming high meaning that he was going to end up displacing a lot of others, meaning that he would likely anger them, become a bigger and bigger target. It was why he wasn't doing such a thing alone. Giving a ghost of a smile he said, "Luckily I am not foolhardy enough to make the climb all alone, I am going alongside others. At least that way I won't be completely exposed and alone when I do finally achieve my goals." If he had others around him then he wouldn't be an easy target... not that he'd allow himself to become an easy target in the first place. Not as though he was going to be on guard at all times once his ambitions became well known among those whose spots he was aiming to take over.
"It will all be worth it though." All the training, all risks, everything, it would all be worth it the day that he finally got what he wanted. Of course once he was there he wondered what he'd do next. Once he no longer had anywhere else to climb to... though he supposed that he'd be too busy to worry. Once he was in power he meant to impliment changes that would help his people after all. The piss poor leadership during the war against the north was what caused them to lose, Saraf knew that, and he wouldn't leave his people so poorly lead once he was in charge!
