Paul The Clown.

<BANG!!>

"Stay calm…take your time to aim and pull the trigger..just like that…BUKK!!!…".

Dungeonering proceeding as swiftly as it can, we still have a few bumps here and there. But, it wasn't a big problem, instead I take this time to further instilled my knowledge in using a firearms masterfully to my other team mates. The sword, I brought with me were rendered to be less usefull in this expeditions, mainly because all the monster in this dungeon was undead, zombies, skeletons were all that roams in this dungeon, and apparently destroying the heads were extremely effective. I tried to use swords by cutting the undeads to pieces, it works but takes a lot of works, even when I decapitate the neck clean it's still moves. That's when I decided to just either punch the head off or smashing them on the wall or floor, it's possible because the undeads were deadly slow.

"I remember reading about this firearms in an old book about Dwarven technology..but, unlike the dwarven this pack a lot of strength..". (Bar)

Bar was extremely intrigued by the guns as he opened up the remains of undeads to collect the monster core.

"What Dwarven have was a musket…what we have is more advance..it's called firearms..look even this P90 could fire multiple rounds compare to the musket..". (Mina)

"This would be interesting to imbued an enchantment on this thing…owh~ a Level 5 core, nice~..".(Bar)

"Stop babbling nonsense and shoots properly Mina….Rafaela, is there any incoming?..". (Elijah)

Elijah took command of the team almost effortlessly. Rafaela was in charge of becoming the radar, as she had the skill called [Life Aura] that could detect an aura of any beings, I can't use my [Mini Map] skill as we were in the dungeon, my [Mini Map] Skill can only be use on the surface if we goes underground it wont work and just shows a black screen.

"it's clear for another 200 meter…Sir, there's an opening 100 meter ahead..". (Rafaela)

We already walking for 2 hours, and it's been nothing but a linear path since then, hearing there's an opening I afraid there would be a branching paths. Keeping a safe approach, we keep the pace and approach the large opening.

" 'For crime against the crown, a sentence begets the clown, to live 1000 years in the catacombs, and be feed with only worms'....Wow Old people sure are hardcore…".

The first thing that we encountered upon entering the large dome hall, was a carving on top of the entrance. The words were craves in a dwarven language, stepping inside the dome hall, it was almost empty, there's a bit of debris here and there, but mostly empty. Looking around carefully, on the wall there's 12 alcove, every single one of them contains shackles, wooden bowls and remains of skeletons.

"It's a catacombs….what does the clowns did that deserve to be locked for a thousand years?..". (Mina)

<For speaking the truth…....Hello there visitor~..>.

Unexpectedly a deep voice replied to Mina ponder, as we wasn't expecting anything, everyone moved to a battle stance even me.

"WHO'S THERE??!!..". (Elijah)

With full killing intent release and a booming voice, Elijah eyes wanders and her whip ready to lashes on the voice.

<.….Ummmm…Sorry for surprising you all, but..could you please ease the scary aura a bit?…it's kinda suffocating for a normal entertainer like me….>.

"Sinners..show yourselves….".

Taking over the conversation, I darted my eyes all over the alcove.

<I'm here…10th alcove from the left…..could you come here for a bit…It's kinda hard for me to move.....Oh Hello there friends~~what a multicultural group~..>.

After walking over to the spot where the voice told us to go, the sight before us was quite intriguing. A messed up silver skeleton still in shackles, were talking to us.

"ABOMINATION!!…<SMMACKK!!>..".(Elijah)

Seeing the skeleton moving it's jaw, Elijah reacted with lashing her whip on the Sliver skeleton rib bones causing it to bent inwards.

"WOAH!!!!! NOOO!!!!!….MY RIBS!!!…WHAT KIND OF WOMAN ARE YOU???!!...ABUSING AN INNOCENT SKELETON!!!!!….". (Silver Skeleton)

"Well, this is my first time seeing a silver skeleton…and a talking one at that…".

"Dear lord!…BEGONE!!…it's a cursed soul!!…everyone step back!, or you will be infected by it's curse!!…". (Bar)

Sharing his thought to all, Bar took a few step back as he throws a bread crumbs at the skeleton. The others also follow him and jump further back.

"SIR!..stand back!!..let me shoot this abomination!!..". (Mina)

"NOOOOO!!!…DON'T KILL MEE!!!…AAAAHHHHHH!!!….". (Silver Skeleton)

The whole situations escalate quickly, my side already panic and started to brandish their rifle aiming at the skull, while the skeleton starts wailing and shouting nonsense, but can only stay still as it's bones were scattered all over the floor.I took the opportunity to cast [Identify] at the skeleton.

Name: Paul Gender: Male Age: 5698

Race: Unqiue Undead (Holy Sliver Skeletal)

Title: Dwertur Slander/ Voice of Happiness

Status

Physical: 0.5 Intellect: 2.6 Reflex: 0.3

Charm: 8.9

Special Abilities

Half Immortal (High)

Skills

Silver Tongue (High) Entertainer (High)

Etiquette (High) Bone Restoration (High)

Positive Mentality (High) Worm Gourmet (High)

Special Traits

Historian Friendly Nature

Cursed of Immortality Depression

This is the first time I saw a living being that have a status parameter that so high (other than me), it shocked me, his skilled were all maxed out, looks like the 1000 year curse made him become half immortal, instead of living for a thousand years he live for 5 thousand years. But it's kinda sad that he have a {Depression} as a special traits, I guess living in a catacombs for along time it will eventually lead to that.

"Stand down..".

Still standing where I was, with a calm voice I defused the situation. Baffled as they were, Mina and co have no other way to object, can only listen to me. Still they keep a high vigilance.

"AAAAAAAAA..A.a….aa…aa???…wait I'm not..I'M STILL ALIVEE!!!!!!!!!". (Paul the skeleton)

Seeing that he still in pieces, Paul started to clacking his boney jaw in happiness.

"That's because I told them not to make you into a pieces….it's kinda fascinating to see a talking skeleton..I'm sure your curse will not rub off to others right?..".

"OH…of course not, it's not a plague~…also thank you my friend for not reduce me to dust…it's great to be in your acquaintance..Sire and Madam..".(Paul The Skeleton)

Paul recovers quick if I must say, and by the way he speaks the tone was humble.

"then that's great…anyway, in our way over her…there's a sign saying that..this is the place where the Dwertur Slanderer clown were sentence to live for a thousand years….is it true?….".

The other's was bewildered as they heard the name Dwertur, they probably knew something but for me that is new. I'm only connected the dots, from this catacombs for and the titles from Paul status.

"Unfortunately yes sire…..here in the hall of shame, lies the 12 clown and bards who were cursed by the Dwertur royals….and I am one of those 12, and the only living one…".(Paul)

With sad and depressing tone Paul, reveal his identity. He's quite honest for a skeleton, I wondered why he was labelled and sentence to this fate.

"You said that, you were sentenced for telling the truth…mind sharing that story to us?…".

"You wanted to listen?..". (Paul)

"Why not, I got time..and it's not like you can move..right?..hahahaha".

Laughing at the jokes I told, Paul agreed to share his story, I felt that this is going to be quite interesting. I pick up the nearby boulder and put it in front of the alcove and uncap my water bottle waiting for the story to start.

"Umm…Sir?….oh, okay…". (Elijah)

Seeing me making myself comfortable, Elijah wanted to ask me something, but just wave my hand signalling them to do whatever they want, eventually they gave up and copy what I did and search for a seat for themselves.

"Then Sire and Madam….Let me tell you the tales of Dwertur the Magificent city of Sin…".(Paul)