"Oh. You know. I was going to offer to help out with that..."
Ingrid struck and stood, watching her ball disappear into the rough. Right distance but wrong spot. One hand shaded her eyes - it was the only visible sign Ingrid gave her discomfort.
"But I guess Brigid will be suited to that than me; and she has experience in the real world that I don't. I guess she got the training and all that. Oh well. I can focus on other things. Getting to know my fellow Courtiers, for one. And the others as well."
The Darkling moved to one side, making way for the Elemental.
"So what motivates you? Besides keeping an eye out for the Freehold. And the power. No one would do that work if they didn't get a kick form the power and influence. Its the one universal currency. There are others, of course, but they are always subject to outside pressures and influence."
Ingrid had a wicked smile. Desire was its own currency. And if used well it could be traded up for power and influence. If done right.