Dungeon Madness by Dakota Krout

Author:Dakota Krout [Krout, Dakota]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Fantasy
Published: 2017-02-15T05:00:00+00:00

~Dale~

“What now?” Dale sighed at the courier that ran up to him.

With a grin, the young man handed him a sheaf of papers. “Approvals that need your signature. New businesses and housing developments that need your signature, and yes, these are from the city planner.”

Dale’s eyes flicked around as he scanned the document, it wasn’t a magical contract… but just like any legal document, it could still ruin his life for a long time if he signed it without knowing what it said. His Elven political tutor liked to slip in documents to test him. Sure enough, here was one saying he would wash dishes for a week in the Guild mess hall. He shuddered.

He signed what he needed to and threw the rest into the fire. The courier ran off with the documents and a shiny new silver coin as an unfamiliar couple of people walked up to him. They had on a lot of armor. How did they wear all of that? They were at least a foot shorter than Dale, and… oh. They must be Dwarves.

This was confirmed when the one on the left took off his helmet and squinted at Dale. “You Dale?”

“…Yes?” Dale answered cautiously, examining their auras.

“Are you sure? You don’t sound sure.”

Dale grinned, “I just don’t know you is all. I’m Dale.”

“Good! I’m Beor Moonshadow, this is my brother, Brick "Stonewall" Moonshadow. I have a proposition for you.” Beor announced abruptly.

“Do tell.” Dale grinned wider, he liked this brusque fellow.

“Walls!” Brick bellowed. Dale and Beor looked at his unsmiling face.

“Yes, thank you for your contribution.” Beor chuckled as his brother’s face flushed. “Well Dale, it seems you own this area. It is poorly defended, and you don’t exactly look like you are swimming in gold.” Beor looked meaningfully at Dale’s work clothes, torn and worn from daily bunny hunting. “I have a full contingent of Dwarves ready to step in and start building, and you seem to be without defensive walls around your… city?”

Dale nodded, “It’ll get there.”

“Right, well. You’ll never see better stonework than Dwarven make, and as we have Mages along, it will be a fairly fast process. Whaddaya say, chief?”

Dale pondered for a moment, walls certainly were going to be essential, and with winter fast approaching they would help to cut down the wind a lot. “And in return for your expert services?”

“Flattery! I like it!” Beor chuckled. “We have a few requests, but nothing that will cost you more than lease for a bit of land. We want to build a place to live, essentially a barracks.” Brick made a noise. “And Brick here wants to build an orphanage. We’ll even fix and maintain the walls for you. What the abyss-”

A Dark Elf had just stepped out of nowhere and muttered to Dale that he was needed near the dungeon. Dale nodded his assent and turned back to the pale Dwarves. “I think that sounds reasonable. If I may ask, why do you need a new place to live?”

“Well.” Beor coughed, he was as pale as the Elf that had just vanished.

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