Damaged Dungeon by Robin Rhodes

Author:Robin Rhodes [Rhodes, Robin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2018-07-15T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

<Dana's POV>

Dana wasn't convinced they were making the right decision, even when they exited the dank staircase down into the dungeon and emerged on a beach worthy of a travel brochure. It was endless golden sand, but with none of the loud annoying tourists that normally came with it. The sun beat down on them, but it wasn't hot like it should have been. Her heavy metal armor didn't feel stifling.

It was very pleasant.

"Maybe we should just camp out here and have a vacation," she said. "Kill some monsters, drink some coconut milk." She could see a group of palm trees in the distance. "I wish I'd brought some margaritas and little umbrellas."

Jason, their DPS, nodded appreciatively. "Very tempting," he agreed. "I can't remember the last time I went to the beach."

"I vote we search for dungeons in Florida next," their healer, Daryl, said. "Some sun and sand sounds really nice."

It was obvious what they were supposed to be doing, though. A jetty extended out into the glittering blue ocean, and five boats lined it. There was a selection, from large to a tiny rowing boat she could only see because it was first in line.

"I don't suppose any of you know how to sail," Dana said.

They'd all grown up in the middle of Pennsylvania in working class families. Sailing hadn't been on any of their agendas.

Jason and Daryl shook their heads. "Can't be that hard though, can it?" Jason said. "I mean, there wouldn't be any point in making this part of the dungeon if it was impossible to sail the ships. Let's just pick one and see how it goes."

They went for a smaller ship. It had both oars and sails. It wasn't so small that they felt squashed, but any more than five people would have felt cramped. There was a small area below deck, but no sleeping quarters.

Daryl was stood with his eyes shut as the others started looking around at ropes and the steering wheel at the helm of the boat.

"I spoke to the woman, she gave me some info on how to man this thing," he said.

The woman inside their minds was a computer, but it had a woman's voice and had never offered a name for herself. "Really?" Dana asked. There hadn't been much use for the woman since she'd told them what was happening and asked them to pick their new classes and professions. They'd all turned the error text off within minutes of the Braxian Expansion hitting. Every now and then they thought of a question that wasn't in the guidebook and would shut their eyes to ask the woman for the answer. Most of the time she told them she couldn't answer, and that some things had to be found out through doing.

"Really," Daryl confirmed. "Ask her yourselves. We're not going to be master sailors, I don't think, but she gave us some of the basics. Probably enough that it corresponds to our current level."

"I suppose this is all for the entertainment of the aliens watching us," Jason said.

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