Claim 3: The Beginning

The Dryad knew she didn't have much of a choice, in fact from the moment Rezar captured her compliance was assured, because while she might be attached to her current life, if Rezar decides to kill her like her three former comrades, then there was no second chance for her, no reincarnation and no eternal life, just the true death in all of its grisly glory, so when he asked, who else wanted to claim this land, she happily or rather fearfully. Spilled the beans.

"it's the Dustin Crowe merchant company! I'm just an adventurer hired by them to come scout the land and lay down and help build a wharf so that their ships can dock and begin preparations to cultivate the land into the first official port city of the Bahrenburg's frontier, more specifically the first city here, in the dark lands."

Rezar placed a hand under his jaw as he watched her, frankly speaking he had a few memories about this merchant company, it's been in existence for roughly 80 years. The owner always left clues, and pathways that enabled him to gain back control of his company every reincarnation, until it had grown to be one of the major conglomerates in Elysium. It was not amongst the top ten, but it was notable enough to be in the top twenty.

And it was because of this; Rezar knew that they'll be back, and this time with an army to put an end to his dreams of world domination before he's even had a chance to begin. He looked down at the Dryad contemplating whether or not he should kill her, he didn't think she was important enough to the Crowe merchant company seeing as the leader of her group had unceremoniously left her behind, but then again there was a small chance she could be a useful bargaining chip.

The look in her eyes might be foreign to Rezar, but he knew exactly what it was, and for a moment he was beset by a feeling of want, of longing as he easily read the emotion in her eyes; fear, something he doesn't have, or will ever seem to have. Rezar retracted his chains and made sure to roughly pull out the spear lodged in her chest, ignoring the scream of pain she released as she fell to the ground, crying as snot and saliva mixed with the dirt in the ground, she was beaten, there was no need to do more.

"I get this feeling that you would be useful to me later on, but my feelings have been wrong before, so I wouldn't get to comfortable if I were you. Any suspicious activity, or if god forbid I get tired of looking at your sorry self. You'll be doing in the most painful way imaginable, do I make myself clear?" Rezar asked as he gave an order for the ant carrying the town spire to walk towards him.

"Yes sir!" the Dryad gritted out with forced breaths heavily laden with pain and poorly disguised contempt. Rezar didn't care about that though, as he moved down from the small plateau, and went down the slope, going down until the others were in the distance, and he had come to where he envisioned was the true center of all this place, and there was an empty patch of grass there, showing the brown soft earth for Rezar to plant the town spire.

[Do you want to bound town spire to this location (leviathan's Lair]

[Bonding in 5-4-3-2-1-0 bonding complete, you are now the leader of this settlement. Please be sure to name the settlement, and harvest resources for construction. As a leader, you now have access to the town spire market and auction hub. Communication with other towns and cities is now possible, along with making binding trade agreements or purchasing blueprints to help improve your territory. Congratulations.]

Rezar watched as the town spire floated above the patch of earth, before a pedestal of sorts grew up from the ground, glowing a golden light as it held onto the spire, though there was still a bit of separation between the two as the spire still floated. All in all, Rezar was well on his way to making that home for himself that he always wanted, but he also knew he would have to defend it sooner rather than later.

• Settlement Name: N/A (Changeable) || Level: 0(0%)

• Grade: Legacy(Undead)|| Leader: Rezar Deathwind

• Population: 15/30 ||Military: 0/10|| Military Might: F-

• Attachments: Dungeon Core Level 1(10%)+

• Perks: N/A (upgrade settlement to village)

• Skills: N/A (upgrade settlement to village)

• Resources: Food (0)/ Wood (0)/ Stone (0)/ Ore (0)/ Magic (32)/ Money: (0/0/0)

• Shop/ Allies: N/A (Upgrade settlement to town)

For some reason all of his undead were not considered a part of the settlement, just those who were alive in the normal sense of the word. They were probably considered a personal property of his, hence they could not be counted as his. Rezar had seen a screenshot of a towns stat page, there was a lot of detail missing, but he knew once the settlement evolved all those missing options would be laid bare, population would be a problem though, but he was not too worried, he would cross that bridge when he gets there.

Never the less it was time to put his undead ant and mostly living cavern mole workforce to work. Buildings could be done manually, but they system could take care of that if you had resources, gold and a blueprint of what you want to build. Now at the moment the settlement doesn't have money of its own, so Rezar would have to dip into his own pockets, but that wasn't so bad, this place belonged to him.

He swiftly gave orders, of the two hundred plus ants, he sent two hundred up the cliff and back to the forests they just skirted the edge of. Jason would be supervising as they went to gather wood, the moles would mine the surface of the cove walls, Rezar planned to build an expansive city that would stretch into the cove itself, but for now it was a well prepared source of not just stone, but also ore and magic! With that out of the way, all Rezar can do now is check the shop and purchase the tools that would help them all survive the coming days, this was just the beginning, but no matter what happens, history will remember that on this day; Rezar Deathwind laid claim! To a Leviathan's lair, and it felt good.