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Chapter One-Hundred Forty-Four
🕑 Added 2023-04-11 01:42:27 +0000 UTCAt least there’s not much more inspection to do after that. The merfolk show Tarl to the kelp thicket and he simply notes that the thicket is to be avoided, and is happy to leave it at that. Teemo doesn’t manage to get back by the time Tarl is ready to leave, so the First Mate sees him off instead. He gives Hullbreak a tentative reclassification as a cooperative dungeon, and assures the First Mate the info packet will be full of warnings and directions. I think most delvers will be swimming on eggshells for a while, but I’m happy with the effort of my vassal.
Hullbreak might still be a bit of a work in progress, but who isn’t, right? And speaking of works in progress, it’s probably a good thing Teemo didn’t get back to help with the last of the inspection. With the sun starting to dip below the horizon, I should probably give Rezlar an update. If I’m going to go picking a fight with one or more dungeons in the depths, I should probably give him a heads up.
“Probably a good idea, Boss. I don’t think you’ll be able to cause much actual trouble any time soon, but best to give him as much warning as possible. He might even have some advice for this. Should I ask Aranya if she wants to come, too?”
If she’s up for it, sure. She might have to act as a bit of an official liaison for my enclaves to him, Fourdock, and the kingdom, though. Larx and the Triumvirate probably wouldn’t mind doing that themselves, but I don’t want to overwhelm Rezlar.
My voice nods at that as he slips down a shortcut to the Sanctum, where Aranya looks to be simply relaxing and reading a book. She’s not as quick as Yvonne, but ever since my birb resident helped her learn, reading has been one of her favorite pastimes.
She looks up as Teemo enters, and marks her place with a finger for the moment. “Ah, hello Teemo. You just missed Yvonne, I believe she’s off to the guild to see if they have any maps of the local depths.”
The rat shakes his head as he hops onto the small table. “Actually, I’m here to talk with you, if you don’t mind?”
She smiles and marks her place with a scrap of cloth, and sets the book aside. “Of course not. What do you need?”
“Well, the Boss is going to let Rezlar know about his plans with the depths and stuff, and wanted to know if you wanted to come, too.”
The kobold taps her fingers on the book as she thinks. Reluctantly, she answers. “Not… really, but it would probably be a good idea.”
Teemo chuckles at that. “Yeah. You could also bug him about an actual trade agreement between the dwellers and Fourdock, too. Larx and the Triumvirate could probably do that on their own, but the Boss doesn’t want to overwhelm Rezlar.”
Aranya sighs and nods as she stands to put on her scythemaw sword. “From what I hear, he’s… high-strung?” she settles on, uncertain of a more diplomatic way to put it.
“Yeah, kinda. He’s a good kid, though, just needs the chance to actually do something so he can prove to himself that he actually can do something.”
“And what is Lord Thedeim actually planning to do about the depths? I could feel Him moving, but I don’t know His plan.”
Teemo smirks as he hops onto her shoulder, the two now ready to go. “I’ll save the details for once we’re at Rezlars, just so I don’t have to repeat myself. For now, though: nothing too outlandish, even for the Boss. Just more expeditions and looking for a good way to expand deeper.”
My High Priestess looks relieved at that, and takes the indicated shortcut as she talks. “Ah, alright. I admit… I thought he might send Rocky or Fluffles past the underswamps to tear a swath through the depths until they find something.”
“Oh, the Boss considered it, but he’s smarter than that. Besides, if he let Rocky and Fluffles off the chain, they might collapse the depths and make a huge sinkhole!”
Aranya giggles at that, not taking it too seriously. Not that they probably couldn’t, but that they wouldn’t. They both know how dangerous they could be if they’re not careful.
Teemo and Aranya chat until they arrive at my gate, and I ride along Teemo’s senses as they head for Rezlar’s manor. Huh… I wonder who owned my manor before me? Maybe some early noble or even founder? Maybe just a rich merchant whose fortune waned? I let my mind wander, with Teemo occasionally snorting at my increasingly-wild imagination.
By the time they reach the manor, I’m theorizing about a family of creepy-but-friendly kooks, and Teemo knocks me out of my thoughts.
“Hey Boss, we’re here.”
Aranya smiles as she greets the guard at the gate, who is eyeing her and Teemo with curiosity. “Excuse us, but could you let Lord Mayor Rezlar know he has guests? Teemo and Aranya, of Thedeim.”
The guard wordlessly nods and turns to someone behind the wall, though Teemo can’t quite make out what they’re saying. He does notice when the guard stiffens and quickly nods, before turning his attention back to my rat and kobold.
“Uh… yes. Mister Miller will lead you in. The young lord will soon be having dinner, if you’d like to join him?”
Teemo looks suspicious, but if Aranya noticed, she’s better at hiding it, as she answers for them. “If it wouldn’t impose on him.”
The guard glances to the side before shaking his head. “Uh… no imposition, ma’am.”
“Then we’d be delighted and honored.”
“Ah, excellent,” comes the voice of Miller from behind the wall, and the guard does his best to not flinch when a hand rests on his shoulder for a moment. “I’ve informed the young master he’ll be receiving guests for dinner. If you would please follow me?”
He offers Aranya his arm as a gentleman, and she accepts it with dignity and grace. Teemo continues to look suspicious, but also continues to remain silent for now. Miller leads the way, making conversation as he does so.
“What brings the High Priestess and the Voice of Thedeim to call on my young master?” he asks, and Aranya answers without missing a beat.
“The promise of closer communication and cooperation. A matter has come to my Lord Thedeim’s attention, which may come to concern the lord mayor.”
Miller tilts his head slightly, possibly in surprise? I still have such a hard time getting a read on him. “Oh? Is it something pressing?”
Aranya waves it off and smiles. “No, but that’s why we’re here: to inform him before it can become pressing, and possibly even keep it from ever becoming so.”
He smiles at that and changes topic to the various bits of art along the walls as he leads them towards the dining hall, and soon he enters the room before them and speaks clearly. “Lord Mayor Rezlar, I present Aranya, the High Priestess of Thedeim, and Teemo, the Voice of the same.” With a flourish, he steps aside, letting Aranya enter and give a curtsy to the elf noble.
Said noble looks about as nervous as I’ve seen him, but he manages to keep it out of his voice as he speaks. “Welcome to my table, High Priestess and Voice. Please accept my hospitality and enjoy yourselves.”
Teemo finally decides enough is enough and speaks up. “Cut the formal crap, it’s just me and Aranya. I don’t even have my hat and tie…” he grumbles as Aranya giggles. While Miller dons a sly smile, Rezlar still looks uncomfortable.
“Apologies, Teemo, but my young master could use the practice,” admits Miller. “But please, take a seat. Tradition would dictate you sit at the opposite end, but I get the feeling there will be business discussed over the meal, so sitting closer will be fine, too.”
Aranya takes the seat at Rezlar’s left, with Teemo hopping onto the table to sit at her own left. Miller, of course, pulls out her chair for her, and helps push it in for her to easily sit, and she thanks him for the assistance. My Voice takes a moment to get settled, before looking to Rezlar and speaking.
“Why do you look so nervous? You look like you’re about to go give another speech in front of the town or something.”
The young elf looks to Miller for help, but his butler is the very image of stoicism as he simply stands with his arms at rest behind him, ready to help his master with anything except whatever has him so unsettled.
After a few moments, Rezlar deflates slightly, looking less like he’s relaxed, and more like he’s accepted his doom. “Why didn’t you tell me Thedeim was a god?”
Ah. That’s… complicated. So much for trying not to overwhelm him.
Comments
Ch W
Thanks for the chapter. Thedeim hasn't been a dungeon for a year, I'm sure evolving into godhood wasn't in his life goals, lol.
SciGuy75
Teemo is going to be like, this idiot? A god? Nah he just sits around and thinks weird things, Larx and Aranya are the ones that do the real magic. Thanks for the chapter!
AssumedPseudonym
The second Guardians of the Galaxy movie, I’m pretty sure.
Kindred
where is this from?
Kip the Malamute
Right. He was trying to avoid the attention of gods.
Travis Birdsong
Now now my young mayor. Thediem is no god. He was just sent to this mortal plain by one with a vast knowledge on base building video games. *mumbles* and a base understanding of the laws of physics and the universe. *end mumbles* so as you can see not a god. Yet
I believe a certain living planet put it best, “Small g, son”
Ethan Barrow
The DM is god of the game so kinda makes sense, to be fair.
Joshua James Feenstra
Oh shit! Aranya IS HIGH PREISTESS! HE HAS A WHOLE RELIGION WITH HIS PEOPLE!
Berncave
Thank you for the chapy. These chapters can't come out fast enough!
Khenal
More than simply the existence of the high priestess. Recall the panic he was working up to after Larx blessed them
Mommy Khaos
Plus, as another patron put it in a comment higher up, Thedeim has some godly powers. At least, his scions have said powers. Honestly if Thedeim is able to get his dwellers to use some form of muzzle loaders or cannons he's gonna be considered a god. Shit maybe thedeim is secretly (or rather, unknowingly) a god of engineering and science. Thedeim, God of STEM.
Elmithian
For now at least. A Fate dungeon naming itself Dungeon Master is definitely not a small thing.
Herakilla
Thanks for the chapter!
Civer
Thediem is at least a Genuis Loci or Spirit of place. So a small 'g' god tied to a place.
Captain2003Rex
I… am full of confusion as well lol But my understanding atm is that the kid seems to be taking the existence of a High Priestess that worships Thedeim as evidence that Thedeim himself is a god, which might understandably be a bit of a big deal, especially since it’s not like he’s 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑦 wrong lol But yeah, probably at least a little bit of a misunderstanding here, or maybe even just differing ideas and definitions on what a god actually is in the first place
jkbscopes
From what I can tell it's a Misunderstanding of how power through faith works
Kindred
wait is Thedeim a god?!? or is this a misunderstanding?
Istyatur Elestel
Define "god"
blaze87b
Mans just fought a metal plated two-headed snake after seeing a winged serpent eat a whole-ass hurricane and fire a laser beam to disintegrate another scion in one shot, he's gonna have a hard sell for Rezlar 😂 Keep up the good work, you and Retreat, Hell are the only two authors I follow on patreon, I love your work!
Khenal
Thedeim: I'm not! Rezlar: *looks over at the High Priestess*
blaze87b
Hola Oh, Rezlar, you are so woefully unprepared for the truth bombs Thediem has for you
