Master Of None

”We are seriously leaving so early?” Gil wanted to take more time to enjoy their slight break. The food was good, the ravine was peaceful, and he had the desire to explore the ruins that were being cleared out properly.

”If you want to stay then you can. I won’t be the one to tell Alma that you didn’t come back to see her right away. I can also teach your classes too. I’m sure your little archer need some toughening up.” Remey cracked her knuckles making Gil flinch.

”Whatever, you are being lame because you just want to get back to the alchemy guild and see the new herbs.” This was more or less true but before Remey argued back at Gil Walker stepped between them.

”Yes, we are heading back today. This was the plan from the start. Not to mention we have other things to do. Midnight and I want to keep a look out for the dragonkin or dragons coming to Genesis.” Walker and Midnight stood together with their faces set. Part of Midnight was excited just to have more dragons around while she was looking forward to helping other dragon hatchlings to follow a similar path as hers.

”I agree. We should leave now before we end up stuck here for weeks. We all know with the luck we have someone will find something amazing and we will have to be part of it.” Su was not exaggerating. She felt that anywhere the party went they would be trapped with this fate. Not that she was unhappy with it since it made their lives full of wonder and adventure.

”Hey Alice, where are you going?” Remey realized that Alice was walking away toward the ropes that led to the top of the ravine. She grabbed one and a golem started to lift it up. ”Wait! Don’t ditch me. Leave them instead.” Remey ran after Alice. This was the most efficient way to get all of them moving at once without even trying to talk the party in to it. The king of the deep caves didn’t need any goodbyes because after the golems and dwarves did their duty, the kings would head back leaving a few elites in charge of camps there.

”So the ravines all connect.” The king of the deep caves found himself in a central chamber that appeared to have once been an underground village of sorts.

”It does appear this way. Everything we passed by was torn to bits by ants. I would say that the race that lived here was experimental. Too many partially made items that were unfinished even before they were left to rot.” The king of the surface had scoured his ravine and tunnels efficiently. He was the most comfortable controlling an army which made him faster in cleaning the ants out.

”I found signs of the ants already battling it out. But there were a few storage rooms with dried molds, dusty piles that used to be clothes, and even a few broken animal bones. We can leave the elites to clean up the rest. But this is very odd. Why would they abandon this place so easily? The ants have obviously been here for years…” The king of the middle was not happy to miss the potential reasons that an entire race might abandon these tunnels. They were too good.

”You didn’t even look at the walls or read the reports on this place? From what was gathered this place was made to hide from monsters. Real monsters, many times more dangerous than are around now.” The king of the surface was not happy for the king of the middle to shirk reading and paying attention.

”He’s right. Plenty of reasons to come down here and plenty to leave. But this is before they made that mage tower. The same race but great advancements. The archaeologists will understand how fast this race grew and what they knew. It’s a big step and the dwarven people will hold the credit. Let’s finish looking through this area with the elites then head out.” The king of the deep caves had been satisfied by the battle and was ready to head back to the tunnel project he had been working on. Every day he was gone, the tunnels to Genesis and the dwarven city were wasting away.

”Fine, the last room appears to be over there. It’s probably just more rotted mold and dust.” The king of the middle was stubborn and did not give in to the reprimands from the king of the surface. However, he was already planning on trying to cut down on the golems he allowed the king of the surface to use. It would be his revenge.

The elites had moved a substantial amount of broken stone and ant droppings. The main chamber seemed to be the place the ants dumped a lot of their wasted food or tunnel collapse trash. When the storage area was opened the rotten smell caused them all to retreat. However, once the air flowed around them, there was a massive store of broken bones and weapons.

The weapons were odd shapes and very broken down. It was, however, an ideal place for the dwarves to explore and understand. The curved swords and rounded blades were just a few recognizable shapes that the dwarves had not crafted before. This meant that they would have an entirely new direction to experiment and attempt to recreate. For the blacksmiths, this was a treasure trove. ”Those kids always find amazing things. I think we owe them a little something.” The king of the deep caves was amaZed but what the party seemed to stumble on to and wondered if his luck had somehow been affected by them. The other two kings just stood in wonder with him.

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