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An adventure,

That is what he had asked for and here he

stood straight in the middle of one, a quest to
reunite his people and prepare for the coming
battles. Kyle stared up at the wall as the third
day came to it’s noon, the suns shining
brightly up high. By the information they
gained from Klein the Dwarves held their best
bet for defences other than sheer numbers
and level, a whole race of war machine
builders.

“Well I’ll leave you at it then” Death’s voice

knocked him out of his daze, glancing down he
nodded and cut the connection.

“Your arrival has been cleared, please wait

here. The gates will open momentarily.” Kess
declared as she suddenly appeared back
inside the steamicle.

“We shall be heading o! then, watch

yourselves adventurers. The Dwarves have
been distant as of late and the Fae never
socialized much with other races.” Klein said
before saluting them once more as Vulk drove
the steamicle back and away from them.

Everyone waved at them as they drove away,

the sudden noise of creaking metal catching
everyone’s attention and in unison they
turned back around to see the wall change. It
began from the forming of indentions in the
wall as a large chunk was pushed outwards
then a second time as more indentions
appeared, a large gate forming out of the once
smooth metal wall.

As everyone gazed in amazement at the gate a

surge of red electricity spread throughout the
wall when suddenly the gate began opening
outwards, in the form of two gigantic doors.
Kyle found himself staring o! into darkness as
the gate opened before the "icker of light
blinded him as the tunnel’s lights were turned
on, now staring down a long tunnel of metal
Kyle couldn’t #nd the words to form a proper
sentence anymore.

“That’s bad ass” Sly commented as he gawked

at the gate.

“Welcome to Fort Northwind adventurers” A

small group of four Dwarves greeted them as
they stopped in front of them, their sudden
appearance from the shadows to blinding light
surprising the whole party.

The speaker a Dwarf tall for his kind with a

clean shaved chin, short brown Mohawk hair,
green eyes and wearing full light blue plate
armour. A long gun strapped to his back and
two side arms on each leg the Dwarf was
ready for combat, his attentive and maybe
paranoid glancing proving his knack for
picking quick targets. “I am known as Thurk
Falcon, City guard colonel and your escort
today” he explained after quickly introducing
himself.

Sly stepped forward “I am Sly, third lord of the

Serenity guild and leader of this scouting
party. I’m guessing you have heard of our…
predicament.” He forwarded his hand.

Thurk took the handshake “Yes I have been

informed, please come on in this way” he
gestured for them to follow and so they did
“The king has been waiting for your arrival,
steps have been taken to accommodate any
number of your people here. Please feel free
to make use of any services our humble city
can o!er.”

As the gates began to close behind them Kyle

couldn’t help himself from asking “So you
know that war is inevitable, our people are
ready to defend themselves but this continent
isn’t ours. While it may not be entirely yours
will you also lend us your aid?”

Instead of immediately answering Thurk broke

into laughter “Please take no o!ence in this
adventurer, the moment came and I wasn’t
expecting such a blunt questioning!” he
exclaimed as they approached what appeared
to be a dead end to the tunnel “We are ready
to lend you aid, we are ready to #ght and
defend what we still have.” Raising his right
hand to his lips he whistled twice and the
apparent dead end morphed into a second
gate.

“Even though you are aware of the enemy’s

numbers and strength?” Sly asked sternly
“Even though it could spell massacre for the
whole continent you will still resist?”

Chuckling broke out through the group of

Dwarves as the gate opened enough for them
to see the other side. Walking a couple steps
further they took in the Dwarven city of New
Ruk, Thurk glanced back at them “We’ve been
ready for years”.

The sound of hammers hitting metal, metal

being smelted and shaped while other
machines of steam roared to life #lled
everyone’s ears. The city being an enormous
crater under the mountain, like a monstrously
large stadium the city of New Ruk was broken
into several dozen districts of elevation.

The lower you went the smaller the district's

circumference, in the very middle at the most
bottom of the city grew a large tower like
structure that reached up to the roof of what
was too large to be called a cavern. The city
was close to being dimly lit as the main
colours for buildings were dark brown, grey
and red, each district having two roads going
around them and a line of buildings on each
side of the roads.

Out of the tower large pipes grew out and

reached down to each district #ve times
around the tower’s circumference. Each pipe
was many dozen times thicker than a train, as
if a skyscraper had been built bent at a 45
degrees angle and with a tube like shape. Out
of each pipe on both the left and right large
circular platforms were built out, each one
thick enough to be it’s own building.

As the party stared out in complete surprise

and amazement several "ickering lights they
guess to be Fae whisked around them
curiously, each Fairy having it’s own coloured
and designed wings as sparks of similar colour
splattered out at each wingbeat.

The elevation they stood on had no buildings

giving them the perfect view of the city, just a
large staircase taking down to the #rst district
stood connected to the gate’s path.

“Break it o! now! Give them some space!”

Thurk shouted loudly at the Fairies as they
giggled while pulling at his Mohawk, a sudden
"ash of light sending them all scattering.

Blinking the spots out of his view Kyle could

#nally make out the #gure that appeared after
the light, what would have been a normal but
beautiful looking woman sported a rather
large pair of silver Fae wings and pointed ears.
“Greetings heroes and adventurers, Fae
Ambassador Meril Forestwalker pleasured to
make your acquaintance” with long silky
golden hair and bright silver eyes she smiled
at them while introducing herself with her soft
voice, wearing a skin tight white dress that
showed a fair bit of her pure white skin she
caught most of their attention.

As Sly remained gawking at the city and the

others gawked at the Fae Ambassador
Karnage spoke out #rst “Our pleasure Meril, I
am Karnage of the Apocalypse guild. This is
Reyna of the Eternium guild and the others of
the Serenity guild” she introduced everyone,
elbowing Kyle she brought him back from his
thoughts.

“Ky-Kyllix, happy to make your acquaintance”

he stated loudly trying to shake the others out
of their gawking, succeeding with everyone
but Sly who’s eyes had completely constricted
into slits and tail entered a furry frenzy.

“King Mountsmith and Elder Helen are

awaiting your arrival at hub spire” she
gestured at the tower “If you may follow me
this way” she asked them with a smile before
turning around and beginning to descend the
stairs.

As some caught their breathes and others

rolled their eyes they began to follow, Reyna
and Kyle having to shake Sly multiple times
before he snapped out of his daze. “Dude, are
you crying?” Kyle asked as he glanced at Sly
while descending the stairs.

Sly wiped his face “It’s just…so damn bright in

here you know?”

“Sure…” in his mind Kyle counted Sly out of the

coming conversation, his attention being
overcrowded by the architecture of the city.

As they descended the stairs that took

through each district Kyle glanced around, not
at the buildings or the machinery but the
citizens. Diplomacy wasn’t just resource
management, needs, wants and public
opinion. A faction's problems were a giant
playing card in this game called diplomacy,
Kyle paid close attention to the citizens’
expressions and actions as they also watched
them back.

Noticing that the smaller Fae seemed too

giddy to show any other expression he
ignored the small balls of light while paying
close attention to the full sized ones and their
Dwarf neighbours. Many waved at them as
they passed but most even those that waved
seemed distant, some straight up cold as they
gazed at the outsiders deep in thought.

(“Something is de#nitely o!”) Kyle decided, not

only had they sent an escort made up of both
factions to take them directly to their leaders
but he noticed no guards outside the gates
and no means for them to see who ever would
be waiting outside. Even that it took Kess’s
announcing their arrival was suspicious, now
with all these cold and distant gazes Kyle
made up his mind that something was up.

(“They openly declared they were ready to

help us and I don’t see any clue of unrest
between the two factions…the locked
unguarded gates…the security with visitors…
they are hiding something.”) Thinking over the
possibilities Kyle decided he didn’t have
enough information about this world to come
to a conclusion, even then he kept paying
close attention to his surroundings.

As they went down Meril explained the

di!erent districts and other parts of the city
“Each circular section of the city is called a
step, in total there are twenty-seven steps. The
#rst twenty steps are divided into two
Dwarven housing and one commercial after
each other, the next #ve are production and
the last two before the spire are storage.
Below the city are the mines where we collect
most of our resources, be it metals, gems,
cavewood, coal or other. Above the city is
where most Fae #nd home, built within the
mountain itself while above ground is where
us Fae produce more organic resources like
food.” She explained proudly.

The descent had taken a good half hour and

Kyle could feel his legs aching, having spent
the last hours sitting down in the steamicle
hadn’t helped. Finally walking down the last
step he looked up and found himself feeling
slightly sick, not even back home had he ever
seen something so massive that didn’t "oat in
space. “How long did it take to build all this?...”
Kyle asked as he looked down to stare at the
path’s end, an open oval doorway taking into
the spire.

“Hundreds of years of mining made the space,

another hundred to put the city together as it
is today” Meril answered while glancing back
and smiling.

Almost tripping at the sight Kyle’s paranoia

smashed through the glitter “Wait didn’t your
people establish yourselves here less than half
a century ago?”

Tilting her head in thought Meril then

suddenly clapped her hands together “Oh! You
must be confused, even before the loss of our
home continent we had established ourselves
in Barik, this whole city used to solely be a
mining facility” she explained as her smile
slightly faltered at the forced mention of their
old home.

Sly seemed to have snapped out of his daze as

he slapped Kyle’s shoulder “Of course such
delicate design couldn’t be built so quickly! The
mix of rustic fantasy, steampunk and modern
is perfect!” …or not.

“Indeed our #nest builders put their heart and

soul into this city!” Meril exclaimed happily
while "ashing them another bright smile.

“I do see where modi#cations can be made

though, as much as a staircase design can look
good as it does it’s not as space e$cient as a
layered storey design.” Sly rambled on as he
walked past the still smiling Meril and into the
spire, said Fae stood frozen as her eyebrow
twitched nervously.

Thurk leaned in to whisper to Kyle “I think he

broke her, not anyone can ignore her charm.”

Clenching his #sts Kyle’s expression darkened

(“Fae…folklore of sly and mysterious
illusionists…I let my guard down!”) glancing
around at the others, only Karnage seemed to
be una!ected. Inwardly thanking Thurk he
spread his aura making it wash over Skill,
Reyna, Soren and Silv. All four trembled
slightly at the chilling e!ect of [Frost Aura],
taking them out of their daze for the moment.
(“That seems to work, at least I won’t have to
elbow or slap them out of it openly.”) he
thought to himself as he cautiously gazed at
Meril.

Clearing her throat Meril suddenly turned

around “If you would please follow me.”
unbeknownst to Kyle she had picked up on his
aura.

New Ruk, Hub Spire, Royal throne room.

Jekyll sighed deeply as news of the

adventurer’s arrival reached his ears, the
guard soon saluting and leaving the room. The
Dwarf King sat upon his dark grey throne
made entirely out of dragon bone, as it was
customary for his race the same dragon he
alone slew for his crowning day. Curved like a
dragon’s open jaw the throne looked nothing
less than menacing with it’s dragon fangs
poking out, crimson red dragon scales for
cushioning and dragon monster cores that
glowed with #erce power at the end of each
hand rest.

The room itself spanned the whole "oor, two

storey high roof and a diameter of around 30
meters it could hold a feast as such it was
normally used for. Now the tables were
completely cleared out giving it an empty feel,
with it’s golden dark brown walls, grey
pavement and red pillars lining a smaller
circumference than the walls it was meant for
grandeur. The king was the average Dwarven
height, short golden blonde hair and a curled
long beard. Wearing his royal garb of red
dragon scale leather and demon black leather
he sat with dignity but wore a weary
expression.

Jekyll glanced to his left as a little Fairy

whisked by, stopping next to his old friend’s
ear it whispered something before "ying away
and out of sight. Elder Helen the current de
facto leader of the Fae, an aging Fae with long
greying hair and a whittled old body. Wearing
a simple green robe the couple thousand year
old being would look skeletal if it wasn’t for
her #erce crimson red eyes, one look from her
would put anyone in their place as simply the
knowledge of any one her titles would make
the greatest of his slayers kneel in respect.

From her standing positing Helen turned to

Jekyll “As we have planned your highness, the
adventurers are on their way. Three heroes
are within their ranks, the dagger and rain
heroes along with the frost dark hero.” Her
voice una!ected by age, powerful and stern as
ever.

Jekyll responded with nothing more than a

nod, the very thought of their plans sickened
him. He’d hoped his ancestors would forgive
him for the heresy he was about to commit
but alas he knew better than to even hope,
less so from his father. They were by almost
all means ready to #ght the devils and their
legions, by armoury and will but one recent
problem had put a large dent in their wishes
to do so.

Everything had begun months ago when their

miners in the deepest tunnels struck mithril,
not being a rare occurrence at all they hadn’t
thought much of it other than moving more
miners to said tunnel. The vein spanned so far
and zigzagged so much they had thought it to
be divine intervention, that Vulcan hadn’t
abandoned them after all. The vein so deep
they would never need to mine mithril for
centuries to come, that was what they thought
until they found it’s end.

One last hit of a pickaxe started the

apocalypse, the crumbling of stone and
revealing of the path began the doom that still
lurks beneath them today. The miners had
discovered a dungeon, not just any dungeon
that normally makes it’s way upwards
immediately but one that hid and build
downwards instead. The reasons it did so
could only be two, one that the dungeon core
wanted to become a labyrinth as soon as
possible and risked it’s own life to overload it’s
mana supply by digging deeper or the second
and actual reason…

The #rst monster encountered as the

dungeon’s entrance was discovered spelled
the picture for everyone clearly, as the dead
crawled out screaming and growling at the
miners their doom was announced. An
Undead dungeon, something the Elven courts
would have a #t over. If it became public and
reached the courts then a purge would be
inevitable, something none of the kingdoms
would get in between and the sole thing the
three courts would work together for.

Jekyll immediately locked down the city and

sent his best slayers to destroy the dungeon
core but the cursed thing was tricky and loved
it’s traps and puzzles, losing him his best
warriors and forcing him into locking down the
mines completely. After consulting with Helen
it was decided that the mines had to be
collapsed to at least slow down the dungeon
until a better plan was formed, before that
could be done though the appearance of a
Grand Quest was announced. Lilliana having
announced it to the whole of Barik as an
announcement of open war.

Helen immediately spread her spies to #nd

out more about the heroes that would arrive,
about the strange stones that appeared at
each city or town and about the momentarily
disappearance of one of their suns. When
thousands of these adventurers arrived
though, they had sighed with relief. Coming to
know that even death was not a possibility for
them Jekyll wished to ask them for their aid
with their Undead predicament but Helen
opened his eyes to see it di!erently. These
were people from another realm, intelligent
beings who were just thrown into the middle
of a war they had no part in. They wouldn’t
just help them out of the kindness of their
hearts, there would be a price and Helen
wanted to set that price herself.

Helen had put her best illusionist to the job of

easing the adventurers up before they spoke
with them, their plan to trick the adventurers
into a spiritual oath and forcing them to clear
the dungeon then destroy it’s core. Jekyll had
no place for these deceptions in his heart so
he left it all to Helen, the Fae being quite adept
at illusion.

Suddenly a young wolf-man walked through

the hall’s entrance, glancing around curiously
he stopped in his tracks as he gazed o! at
Jekyll’s direction. The king noticing that the
adventurer wasn’t staring at him but his
throne, frowning at his strange expression
Jekyll waited for his escort and comrades to
enter.

Meril walked in behind the wolf-man “May I

present King Jekyll Mountsmith, slayer of the
late dragon king Kroak, savior of the Dwarven
people, uniter of racers, king beneath the
earth.” She introduced them fully with titles
and all as she escorted the adventurers
towards them “Then Elder Helen Tail, The
horde slayer, The blood-soaked Fae, mistress
of the holy #re.” Giving them both a curt bow
she stepped aside as the adventurers vaguely
lined up.

Meril began to introduce them as she had

already memorized their names, standing,
classes and titles “To you I present our visitors.
SlyOkami war lord of the Serenity guild, lord of
Aurei, the aura-clad, hero of the dagger. Reyna
brigadier of the Eternium guild, priestess, hero
of rain. Karnage empress of the Apocalypse
guild, blade-dancer, ma-” she coughed to clear
her throat “mad woman. DemSkillShots scrub
of the serenity guild, crack-shot?...” she stated
more unsure of what she had just said “and
lastly Kyllix shadow lord of the Serenity guild,
lord of s-slimes, void, dark hero of frost.” The
last name she allowed some bitterness escape
with her tone.

Not needing to introduce the other two she

gestured at them “And the return of their
companions Sir Soren and Sir Silvaragon.” All
those that were called showed some
embarrassment except for the smirking wolf-
man and the glaring fox-man. Bowing once
more she walked up the two steps raising the
throne higher and walked over to where Helen
stood. Not even leaning in she quickly
whispered something into Helen’s ear before
turning to stand by her. Helen’s expression
grew into a frown as she quickly studied three
of them, following her eyes Jekyll noted that
something went wrong and these Karnage,
SlyOkami and Kyllix were to be paid close
attention to.

Standing up Jekyll greeted them all “Welcome

to our c-” or he would have if it wasn’t for the
fox.

“So why exactly have you tried to fuck us

over?”

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