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For Nagas: How to Survive Your Dungeon! (BL)

Updates @ 13:00 (+8 GMT) Naga can be many things. Yet, none had ever been a dungeon core. Chavu is one, after two hundred years of service to the old one, which was smashed as he napped in his pond cavern. Marcellus greets him with a bloody sandal, yet, Chavu has never felt too much fear of anything. Well, maybe of flutes, but that is a perfectly reasonable fear. Together with a gnomic colony, and a prince who doesn’t quite know what he is doing, Chavu will take up the system, or, the snappy auntie, as he calls her, on her challenge. Does he have what it takes to survive as a dungeon core? Will he rake in a profit? This is a journey of a dungeon core, who doesn't play by the rules!

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Chapter 41: Making amends.

"When your teeth rot,

When they turn yellow... oh no!

Where are you going to go?

To the Still Pond!"

Marcellus listened in on Gregory's newest song about toothpaste for a while, glove clad hands on a rose bud. The bard was singing with the gnomes.

Not just the ones who were going with him, but the entire colony. Their chirpy voices added a comedic undertone to the song, which made the vampire let out a chuckle.

Yet, he had to come back to the task at hand. He was picking roses. Cutting the flowers and storing them in a basket with an expansion and featherlight runes.

Chavu was still ignoring him, for which Marcellus felt like he wanted to scream. When they would meet each other in the tunnels or the clearings before the dungeon, Chavu would slither away as if his life depended on it.