"He will see you now," The woman came through the door of which seperated Renna from strangling the person on the other side to the brink of death. But right now, she needed to be calm, she walked in and closed the door behind her to see a man, almost hidden behind piles, and piles of paper. Infact... The whole room was full of scrolls, plans, drawings... Sketches of buildings which looked more modern than the buildings in the city.
Renna just raised a brow, and at the noise of the door he sprang up from the papers, smiling happily - professionally. He hopped over a pile of paper which came up to his knee and waddled over to her, hand extended...
He was handsome, well dressed, and obvious well off. Renna just looked to the hand... And to the man's smiling face.
"Hi there nice to meet you, my name is Gareth." Hand still extended, he was close to her now, trying to be friendly... Trying.
"I would like you price, draw, and hire the workforce for a building I would like raised..." She took his hand anyway, shaking it slowly, weakily, not really wanting too in the first place.
Still, maybe he was thinking how miserble and unfriend she was, he was still smiling, moving over to a chair as he let go of her hand, removing papers and then carrying it infront of the desk, which then he brought his good-looking ass onto his chair, a hand to the chair he indicated.
"Please sit and let's discuss it..."
Renna obliged the man, instead of tareing his head off for the order. Sitting down she then handed him the plans, and sketches of her own design. The man blinked before then taking it, unrolling the scroll and then coming to stare at it for a good few minutes.
Pulling the paper from his face, a look of shock on it. "You can't be serious? This... This is silly, I do not make things like this!"
"Then you won't do it?" Renna's voice was calm, for the meantime.
"...Hell no... It'll cost too much money... It'll be a drain on my workforce already out doing other projects for other people... I am sorry but I simply cannot do it..."
Wrong answer. Renna let loose a single shadow arm out, to the throat of the man, his eyes wide as he dropped the plans. His choked screams feeble, as he was lifted into the air. Renna stayed sitting though, looking business like. Calm.
"Your telling me it cannot be done? Or you WON'T do it?" Eyes glared up to the man.
"Ugh!... I... I can..." His choked voice now croaked, as his face turned a nice shade of blue. That was enough to please Renna for now, she lowered the man roughly into the chair, the hand on his neck though loosening, but staying there. "Then you will build it..."
The man's eyes widened as he wheezed there, nodding in reply to her.
"Good..." Renna smirked. "At a discounted price?"
"I couldn-BLEH!" Hand clenched on his throat again, but he learned fast and nodded his head frantically.
"...How long do you estimate it to be built?"
"...Hah... A few months... With the wok force I have..." His vocie trembled, his pants now wet.
"Months? That ain't good. What if you used all of your work force?" A glare to him, the man wasn't even going to say no, he just nodded to the threat.
"...Three weeks..." He replied.
"Mention this to anyone and I will snap your neck. Got it?"

She left with a smile. But Renna later day foought Brian, and even though this plan was in motion, the rest were halted.

Things were going well, for almost 12 hours they were clearling away a mass of trees, chopping, and cutting them to size to be used as part of the scaff holding. The basic skeleton being made. She had no idea how many were actually working on this, infact, she wouldn' be suprised if anyone noticed the mass of people leaving the forests every night for the next few weeks. Perhaps bringing unwanted attention.
For now, it was a seceret, perhaps the except for Alex Ravenlock, Renna had formally invited him to the site, of course, she'd blind fold the man before then, she did not wish for him to know the location of it exactly and to tell everyone then where it was...
But that would be when the large keep would be made, so there was actual shelter of their heads as they worked on the main reason for the project. The underground passageways of an expansive dungeon, leading to rooms... Of which she had yet to designate what their use would be used for. But she'd find something interesting to do with them, she was sure of that.

Returning from the Red Dragon Inn, she came into the clearing, a two hour walk to the forest, and through annoyance of foilage and trees. That was probably why she placed it at such a random area, in the middle of nowwhere inside the forest, it would be out of the way and hard to get too. One could be easily lost in this forest.
And her eyes befell the skeletal form of her keep. It was huge, infact, it was in the shape of some gratified roman church. Long, but not so thick, the wood held together firmly, the mass of men chopping away at the fallen trees, some were further securing the ties whcih bound the wood together, while others dangerously scaled the highest point of where the roof would be, now only slowly dragging up chunks of wood to fit into place... It looked like, a mass of sticks. But it did resemble a building, for now. Time to speak to that infernal contractor...

Approaching through the men she looked from side to side, they glanced her and she ignored it. She was only looking for that annoying little business man, and he stuck out like a sore thumb. While the others were draped in peasant like clothing, labouring away, he on the other hand was standing idly, watching the work, making sure it went smoothly... Renna hoped.
Walking up behind him, she took tilted her head up to the tall scaffholdings. "... Do not go over the tree tops, this isn't some castle, you know."
The man jumped and turned his head to her blinking, "...Y-Yeah sure... We have some problems to discuss, while your here."
"Hm?" Renna simply made a noise, to acknowledge she was even listening, her arms crossing over the walking stick, leaning all weight on her good leg. "Whats that?"
"... The men don't seem to like what your planning, and as a mediator from them to you, I would like for you to possibly push the first installment of the payment through to keep them happy." He seemed nervous as he spoke.
Renna raised an eyebrow... She thought on it for a moment before then nodding slowly. "The payment will come at the end of the week."
"Thank you M'am." A bow of his head in respect for her.
"But..." Renna started, which then caused the man's face to become almost, confused, "By tomorrow morning I want the stone here, and by tomorrow night, I want the walls up."
The man just turned raising his voice, "I cannot allow that, that would mean my men would finish later than they would like too and, i couldn't stop them of they striked..."
"Have it done, or it'll be your head on the plate..." She whispered in his ear, "The Keep will be done by Monday. The moat too, will be done by then, agreed?"
"...Y-Yes..."
"Good. Make sure nothing bad happens, and I might give the men four days off work WITH payment." That seemed to make the man smile, but his head turned towards something creaking, he looked up the scaffholding, and noticed something out of place... He went off, to correct the problem with due haste, leaving Renna there standing.

Fantastic. The Keep would be done on the otherside, the moat too, all was going to plan. The faster this was done, the better. And she was not afraid to push these men to the brink of death to get it done so, either.
But them downing tools was a problem... She'd have to think of something other than payed breaks to make them do her bidding... Perhaps... She'd threaten them?

Turning, she made the long trek back to the Inn, to further develop the interior, the planning of the rooms, and the entrance too the underground areas.

Tetronus's death brought good things for her. For one, the idiot left her a huge sum of money, to idiotically huge to even fathom right now, and now that would help for this fort, for now she could afford to pay these men and not to mention the various devices she wanted in each room. A rack, electric chairs, etc, all those type of torture devices she could use for her plans in taking over... Whenever that will be.
Upon entering the hall of the upper level she looked towards the once mucky entrance, it was now shaped into a nice square, with stone laying the stairs downwards into the darkness, her boots tapped now upon the concrete, moving down to stare into a long corridor of candle litten darkenss... Down the one end, a pit of black, and as she walked on towards it, either side of her hair the extremely long one mile corridor snaked off into six smaller corridors each with a small sized room, that too finished and layered with concrete, empty for now.
Her hood pulled back from her face she looked now an peered into the vast dug out darkness which was the main under ground room. A large hall mostly cut out into a circle at the moment, and in it, men, digging away, black soot and dirt covering their sweating muscular bodies...
"Ooo, nice sight," She mused with a giggle, seeing the one man doing absolutely nothing - which was obviously the foreman since he did nothing apart from watch, came to him with a cheerful step to her voice.
"Almost done then?" Renna mused.
"Yes." He said angrily, "I have been waiting for the payment-"
"You got it, and more. One hundred thousand from my good friend whom now is dead. Poor guy." A wicked smirk now, "The money is there to transport all my orders to fill the other rooms, and this. Have your men now they have their payment, because then they can work faster. Oh yes and one more thing-"
"It'll cost mor money-" He retorted with a side glance.
"-Then use that money then I gave you and get it done. Behind the circular alter, I want a medium sized room. A bedroom. But it must be modern. Plastered walls - the like, instead of the this dull dark stone you have given me." Renna pointed to their feet at the stone."
Nodding his head, "It shall be done."
"Anyway - see you later, I have some business to attend too and I need this place finished." Turning walking away back towards the main uppe entrance, a wicked smirk on her lips now.