Found again?

Some days goes by, I feel better for every day and have gotten two doors made. They are not much to look at but keeps the could wind out, and the warm in. I have also started to work on a trap in the corridor. I need something that is easy to reset and do not net a lot of work, best idea I had so far was just to make the corridor have a pitfall in it. I do not even try to hide it. It will be two meters deep and filled with stone spikes. I use the ones I cut of from the main room. I leave a 30 centimeters walkway on the side of it with some grips in the wall to help. This way you will be able to defend it and whoever try to get over will have some serious problems. I work in a slower speed now so this is the only thing I have done this days.

Harn have mostly been out in the forest checking the traps. He has also helped me take some of the stone out of the cave, it can be used for building outside later. He spends some of the day and night in the main room with Bork, I do not go in there anymore.

During all this I noticed that the effect of the cave have grown a couple of meters more on the outside. So seems that death also helps with that, or it is that we moved the stone outside. I need to check more thoroughly in when I get the chance.

The wolf have also starting to come into the cave. Most of the time it sleeps in here during the day and goes out during the night. It´s pack stays close to the cave almost all the time except when they hunt. I also noticed that the rest of the packs black coat is getting whiter. Harn tells me that monsters is a usual thing at dungeons, so maybe this is how they come to be. If that means I can have effective guards its all good. But they are not exactly something to control, from what I understand humans are not completely immune of this kind of mutations either. The world have different races, such as alves, dwarfs, orcs and more. It is a chance that they too were an mutation from dungeons. Harn tells me that this is not something you should talk about, a lot of different races will offence hearing someone speak like they are some kind of subhumans. No matter if they came from dungeons or not, they have existed for thousands of years and have a long history.

So what can I do to make sure they want me to exist and not just kill me? From what Harn said my dungeon needs to have something for a guild or nation to want. But all I have is blood, death and mutant beasts. He said something about magic coming from dungeons, but he did not seem to know more than that. He also said later that there are academies and mage towers and such that teach magic to those with the ability. So it can´t be the only way to get magic, and from what I understand, what I have is not magic but some kind of special power.

Magic weapons maybe? or different kind of magic items. But I have no idea how to make that happen or if it is even possible. Only thing I can come up with for now is keep digging and see if I can find something of value in the mountain. But I know nothing about geology or metallurgi, so I can only hope for luck while digging. Right now I do not even have the power to dig that much. For now I can only make a chest in the dungeon with some kind of trap on it and fill it with what little of worth I found in the bandit camp. A few coins and some weapons I do not know how to use.

I decide to make a recess in the wall at the side of the pit. In it I make a stone chest, it looks more like a stone coffin with a extremely heavy stone lid. I make the floor a bit brittle in front of it so if you do not know where to stand you have a high chance to break through and fall in the pit trying to open the chest. I can easily fix it after.

While filling the chest with the coins and putting the weird V dagger in it I hear voices outside. Harn is right now in the main room, so it can´t be him. I close the lid and take on a leather jacket and one of the short spears from the bandits. During the days I have been thinking of a plan for when people come here.

I tried shave my self, it did not go very well. So i ended up with a ragged beard and then put a coif (It´s a headdress used under helmets that later became popular among civilians.) one of the two that fell in the pit was wearing. it should hide my hair well enough. I have hang a backpack on and start going out from the cave waving to the people outside.

"Don´t attack, I am coming out. Not a monster."

I see three ruff armed men. the one in the front is wearing a chainmail and gambeson with a helmet on his head that looks like a pot. He has a wooden shield and an mean warriors axe. The second man is smaller and only wearing leather clothing with two knifes and a club in his belt. and thirdly is a man in a gambeson with a crossbow drawn and aimed at me.

"Don´t shoot."

I stop and show my hands, one holding the spear and the other empty. They fell quiet when I came out of the cave but now the man in the front starts speaking for the group.

"Who the fuck is you? This job was supposed to be in the down low."

I am lucky, just as i thought they would believe that I am another adventurer and not the so called lord of this dungeon. I do not look like one in the shape I am in. I take a careful step forward and turn half towards the cave entrance.

"Can I just get away from there first? I found a big fucking wolf in there, guarding a big stone chest."

Heh, the wolf is still in there and will not be that nice to them I think. hopefully it will keep it self safe.

"A wolf?" He turns to his friends "Okey so we found the place, and we do not seem to be the only ones to do that. Who is staying and guarding this idiot while the rest goes in?"

They seem to have bought it so I keep backing away from the cave entrance taking a quick look at the forest hoping that the wolves pack wont break my plan now and attack. But it looks to be safe, they are not close or they understand that this is not the right time.

"I stay with the idiot, maybe he can tell me what he knows while you guys work. I also keep an eye on the forest." The small man with the knifes seems to take the job of guarding me. The other two makes ready and goes in.