7.5 - A Crown for a Goose
Dealing with the flaming monster was therapeutic. Theo felt a lot better about himself after taking care of it. It was dangerous, but he needed a little excitement after things had calmed down so much. While he would be the first to claim that he enjoyed his quiet life in the Alliance, the small spurts of exciting moments became something he looked forward to. It felt odd, but those spats of danger were often highlights of his time here.
Putting himself in dangerous situations wasn’t just about the adrenaline rush. It had more to do with seeing his hard work pay off, observing the effects of his potions, the teamwork of his people, and how efficiently the town was being run. Zan’kir’s people were able to respond to a strange, flailing, flaming monster. Within about 30 seconds of spotting it—sure, they were already on the lookout for a fleet but still—they aligned their weapons and fired with expert precision. After the last void-infused dungeon wave, it was nice to see them take on something slightly more challenging.
Theo, Tresk, Sarisa, and Rowan walked back to town. They all exchanged their memories of the events. Of course, in classic Broken Tusk style, the tale grew taller even before they reached the walls. The alchemist had to put a stop to it when Tresk greatly inflated the number of flaming beasts they dealt with. It was one thing to claim that it was as large as the mountain itself, but two, and three of them? That was too much.
Thinking about what had happened with the last dungeon wave, Theo was hesitant to retrieve more space elves. Everyone was on high alert, expecting something strange to happen with the dungeons. After reaching the town proper, lingering in the market for a while, the alchemist inspected his dungeon information readout.
[Swamp Dungeon] L30 Dormant
[River Dungeon] L19 Dormant
[Mountain Dungeon] L3 Dormant
[Hills Dungeon] L-1 Dormant
[Ocean Dungeon] L1 Dormant