Dungeon Bringer 1 by Nick Harrow

Dungeon Bringer 1 by Nick Harrow

Author:Nick Harrow [Harrow, Nick]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Shadow Alley Press
Published: 2019-02-18T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 9: Expansion Plans

THE TABLET OF ENGINEERING showed me that Nephket was still far from her goal. It was a mile from my dungeon to the Guild’s teleportation gate, but that was as the crow flew. Nephket not only had to dodge whatever guard patrols the Guild had established around the perimeter of my dungeon, she also had to navigate through the rugged hills that bordered the Kahtsinka Oasis. If it took her less than an hour to reach her goal, I’d be impressed.

That gave me some time to flesh out the rest of my plan and establish our first foothold on the journey to take down the gate. If I could reach the new stele by the time Nephket showed me our target’s location, we’d be halfway to launching our attack and getting the Guild out of here for good.

“Zillah, do you know what a stele looks like?” I asked.

“Of course,” she said. “My last dungeon lord had me claim a stele once. That was a lot of fun. The goblins he sent with me weren’t very pleasant, but they were decent fighters. We killed so many—”

“Can you help me find mine?” I asked.

“Sure, it should be close to your core,” she said. “The core needs a lot of ka to hold itself together. My last dungeon lord once said if you could harness the same amount of ka that your core needed on a daily basis you’d become a god. He said a lot of things like that, though, and still ended up dead, so you might not want to take everything he said as the truth. Did I mention I hated him?”

It was hard to believe the chatty woman who followed me from the audience chamber back to the burial chamber was the same killer who’d tried to rip me limb from limb when we’d first met. She’d seemed so stern then, so angry.

I’d take talkative and cheerful over murderous and taciturn any day of the week.

“This is the burial chamber,” I said and gave Zillah the lightning tour of my digs. “I keep my loot in that sarcophagus over there, that’s my core over there, and there’s a secret scorpion tunnel over there.”

She nodded as I mentioned every feature of the room, then headed to the sarcophagus and poked her nose into my trove.

“This is a start,” she said. “But if I didn’t like you so much, I’d be a little miffed. This isn’t what I’d call good loot. This is barely adequate loot. I used to have jeweled goblets and the prettiest earrings—”

“There’ll be plenty of loot soon. I had a plan,” I said. “It was a pretty good one, too. Then an elf fucked it up.”

“I’ve never liked elves,” Zillah said. She left the sarcophagus and made her way around the room. Her tail followed along behind her, curling around the chamber’s perimeter to stay out from underfoot. She poked her nose into the scorpion passage, then paused and tapped one finger against the wall directly behind my throne.



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