Shortly after Naoto had entered the jungle, he stopped the family from going any further. The family had the question of 'why?' on the tips of their tongue, but were too afraid to ask it. They wouldn't have to, as Naoto explained it to them anyway. "We're not done yet. I need supplies first. I know taking supplies from within the town will most likely bring all the guards upon us, and I am not capable of handling an entire army. Instead, I'd rather us go to an easier location. Tell me, father of this poor family, is there any other place we might find what I am looking for?"

"Y-yes..." the fathered stammered. He was ready to say 'sir' or 'master'... but neither of those felt right saying out loud. Naoto didn't seem to notice the lack of them anyway, so he continued. "There's a small warehouse slightly north, just along the trees. It's where we store some excess supplies, or things that haven't been used in years. It's also where the lumberjacks first put their day's work before heading home. I don't think anyone has used it in awhile, however, so it should be clear." the father offered up his information. The father knew there was no way of getting out of this. Perhaps later, after he has built up trust, later he could perform an escape plan. An escape would never work without trust, however. Or a distraction.

"Very good. Lead us there, father of poor family, lead us and given that we are propitious, your family shall be cared for better than the rest." Naoto lightly commanded. Naoto knew he needed trustworthy family capable of leading the rest of his future workers. Showing pure anger towards this family now will only convince them to hate Naoto. And being hated by his own people would lead to a revolt the second an opportunity showed itself. Naoto instead would use this first family, to help pull in the others when the time came. And after that, to help hold them in their place after they had been lured.

The father of the family lead the way through the thickness of the jungle, even despite they were so near the edge that they could jump out of it. Any figures with keen eyes inside the town might spot them making their way through the jungle, but exactly what would leave them to wonder. After several minutes of walking, the warehouse was within sight. They all exited the jungle, and made the rest of their way in the open. "I thought you said this hasn't been used lately?" Naoto asked the father, as he noticed a light coming from the front doors facing to the west, as they approached from the south side. "Well... there's always a guard or two...  thought-" the father continued, but Naoto held up his hand as they continued their walk. "It'll be handled." Naoto said with a grin, rearranging his sword sitting on his shoulder. The mother gasped, but the father calmed her. He told her there was nothing they could do.

Once the family reached the south side, they all lined up against the wall, with Naoto at the corner, ready to peek around the corner and catch a glimpse of what was casting the light. "Why don't we just go in and ask them for the supplies, and you stay out here?" the oldest son suggested, standing closest to Naoto. Naoto peeked his head around the corner, and saw two wide doors, one left slightly open, but just enough to let the light shine through. "Do you think me for a fool? Besides, even if I let you do that, do you think they would let you walk out here with everything I need?" Naoto grunted at the young boy. The boy sighed, looking back towards his father. The father gave him a thumbs up, signaling he liked his idea.

While the boy was looking at his father, Naoto stepped around the corner, while stretching his hand backwards and grabbing the oldest son by his shirt. "Hey!" he barely yelled. Naoto walked to the doors, pushing the right door open a tad more to fit through, then shoved the son through the doors before stepping back and hiding behind the closed door. The father was now peeking around the corner where Naoto had been, his eyes wide in in obvious fear. Naoto waved him back, who obediently obeyed.

"He- hey, Tybalt, behind you!" one guard called to the other from the other side of the card table. There were only the two of them sitting there, playing some game while they were supposed to be on duty. The one named Tybalt turned his head around, caught sight of the boy, then bolted upright, knocking is chair over. He grabbed the lantern off the table, and told his partner to draw his sword with the nod of his head. "What do you think you are doing here, boy?" Tybalt asked. "I- uhh... I..." the boy said, raising his hands slowly in the air and backing up. "Don't do that son!" Tybalt's partner warned, "Come back in here and tell us why you're here!" they told him as he stopped in the doorway.

"I- came here... for supplies. I'm here with a demon." the boy finally managed to get out. The two guards turned to each other, and let out a laugh. "Supplies, and a demon? That's a new one!" Tybalt's helper laughed, lowering his sword in the process. "No no, it's true! He's standing right outside these doors here now, and he has my family out there! If you don't do something, he's going to come in here and force us to take everything back to his home or whatever!" the boy now pleaded. "Boy, boy, calm down. Where are your parents? For real." Tybalt asked the young man. "I'm telling the truth! You have to do something!" the boy continued, taking one step forward, before Naoto's hand reached in through the door, and pulled him back outside.

Naoto, standing back where he was with the child, shoved him backwards behind him, to clear him of the doorway. "Hey, boy, what kind of trick was that?" the one guard who had pulled his sword called out the door. Both men opened the door a little more before stepping out together. The one with the sword on the side with Naoto, and the other on the side with the family. The family's father still had his head around the corner, and waved lightly with a bad smile to Tybalt. He didn't know what else to do. The other guard, had turned his head slowly to see Naoto standing there over him. "T-t-t-tybalt." he said, dropping his sword to the ground. Tybalt didn't pay notice, as he pulled out his own sword, and made his way to the father slowly, who backed away in the attack. "T-t-t-tybalt!" the other guard called.

Naoto dropped his own sword, crackling his knuckles slowly. The guard didn't even turn and run. He just stood there, bending over backwards. Naoto said, "Boo." very lightly, before quickly grabbing him, spinning him around in place for extra fun, then bringing his elbow down on the guards head quickly enough with enough force to knock over a horse. The guard instantly slammed into the ground, notifying Tybalt of what had happened. Tybalt quickly turned around, but at the sight of Naoto, dropped his own sword, and the lantern. He stepped back a few feet, before turning on his heels and bolting for the town. He waved his hands in the air and called out, but it would be of no use this far from the town. He would have to continue his sprint for full minute before being within earshot. If the guards at town were paying any more attention than he had been.

Naoto quickly scooped up the guard and the sword, before tossing them a distance away from the door. The whole family winched at the limp body flying through the air, before landing with the loud noise of his sword bouncing off his own chainmail and a few feet more. The fire from the lantern was dropped close enough to the warehouse's walls, that some of it was slowly about to catch. Not yet, as the fire has to build up enough before then. Naoto grabbed the oldest son, before shoving the doors open wider and pushing him in. He motioned the rest of the family around the fire, and into the warehouse behind their son.

After several long minutes of decisions and debates, Naoto had managed to get the entire family to carry things. The son had a wheel barrel, filled with various boards, nails, and small hammers. The father had a barrel filled with other tools for shaping stone, and then some more boards as well. The two youngest children carried a few big heavy pickaxes in their arms after having cried for a short while. The mother followed behind with a sack of food and other supplies. She was only hoping the food they had taken wasn't already going bad.

Naoto lead the family out of the warehouse and back into the jungle, but not before eyeing the fire that had grown and started to damage the stability of the warehouse. He used his powers to control the flames, gathering them all up into a massive fireball. He then hovered it over him as he made his way towards the jungle. He looked out in the direction of the town, and saw several figures with lights in the distance. Naoto and his family would be long gone before they arrived.

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[h3][color=ed1c24][b]Dungeon Heart[/b][/color][/h3][color=ed1c24][b]-Size[/b][/color] [color=ed145b]0/1[/color]
[color=ed1c24][b]FIRST PROJECT[/b][/color]
[color=ed1c24][i][s]GATHER SLAVES, RESOURCES AND[/s] EXPAND DUNGEON[/i][/color]

[color=004b80]-Create[/color] [color=ed1c24]Blueprints[/color] [color=ed145b]0/1[/color]
[color=00a99d]-Gather[/color] [color=ed1c24]Slaves[/color] [color=a2d39c]5/x[/color]
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[color=fdc68a]-Build with[/color] [color=ed1c24]Slaves[/color] [color=ed145b]0/3[/color] [color=662d91](Requires Blueprints)[/color]

[h3][color=8dc73f][b]Summoning Portal[/b][/color][/h3][color=ed1c24][b]-Size[/b][/color] [color=ed145b]0/1[/color]
[color=ed1c24][b]NOT STARTED[/b][/color]

[color=004b80]-Create[/color] [color=ed1c24]Blueprints[/color] [color=ed145b]0/1[/color]
[color=00a99d]-Gather[/color] [color=ed1c24]Slaves[/color] [color=a2d39c]5/x[/color]
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[color=fdc68a]-Build with[/color] [color=ed1c24]Slaves[/color] [color=ed145b]0/3[/color] [color=662d91](Requires Blueprints)[/color]

[h3][color=1b1464][b]Expand Dungeon[/b][/color][/h3] [color=ed1c24][b]-Size[/b][/color] [color=ed145b]0/5[/color]
[color=ed1c24][b]SECOND PROJECT[/b][/color]
[color=ed1c24][i]CREATE BLUEPRINTS[/i][/color]

[color=004b80]-Create[/color] [color=ed1c24]Blueprints[/color] [color=ed145b]0/1[/color]
[color=00a99d]-Gather[/color] [color=ed1c24]Slaves[/color] [color=a2d39c]5/x[/color]
[color=00a99d]-Gather[/color] [color=ed1c24]Resources[/color] [color=a2d39c]5/x[/color]
[color=f7976a]-Expand with[/color] [color=ed1c24]Blueprints[/color] [color=662d91](Requires Blueprints)[/color]
[color=f7976a]-Expand with[/color] [color=ed1c24]Resources[/color] [color=662d91](Requires Blueprints)[/color]
[color=f7976a]-Expand with[/color] [color=ed1c24]Slaves[/color] [color=ed145b]0/1[/color] [color=662d91](Requires Blueprints)[/color]

[h3][color=9e0b0f][b]First Minion[/b][/color][/h3] [color=ed1c24][b]-Turns[/b][/color] [color=ed145b]0/3[/color]
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[color=ed1c24][b]Dungeon Heart[/b][/color] [color=ed145b]0/1[/color]
[color=8dc73f][b]Summoning Portal[/b][/color] [color=ed145b]0/1[/color]
[color=1b1464][b]Expand Dungeon[/b][/color] [color=ed145b]0/1[/color]
[color=ed1c24][b]Minion Blueprints[/b][/color] [color=ed145b]0/1[/color]
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[hider=Entourage]
[color=8dc73f]Total[/color] [color=00a99d]Followers[/color] [color=ed1c24]5[/color]

[color=aba000]Slaves[/color] [color=ed1c24]5[/color]
[color=f26522]Leopold[/color] [color=a0410d]Family of[/color] [color=ed1c24]Five[/color][hider=Family One]
[color=004b80]Father[/color]
  [color=9e0b0f]The father is a local tanner. He is not a well-known tanner by any means, but his work isn't shabby. All of his work are custom products, made from secrets passed down generations. He works on the porch to his house, and travels the streets when looking for work.[/color]
[color=004b80]Mother[/color]
  [color=9e0b0f]She is a very well-kept 'proper' wife, doing the necessary cleaning around the house, taking care of the children, and making sure herhusband has food after a day's work. She likes to gossip with the other wives around town, and when missing wouldn't go unnoticed.[/color]
[color=004b80]Oldest Son[/color]
  [color=9e0b0f]Apprentice Tanner of the father, he is learning all of the family secrets. He has great ambitions, hoping to surpass his father and become a renowned tanner known all across the lands.[/color]
[color=004b80]Second Son[/color]
  [color=9e0b0f]He is usually a good boy, but like all children tends to get in trouble every now and then. He makes friends with many of the local kids, and shares no interest in his dad's tanning.[/color]
[color=004b80]Youngest Daughter[/color]
  [color=9e0b0f]An innocent child. Helpless, worrying, and always begging for attention are her most dominant traits. Keeping her happy usually involves bribes of candy, piggyback rides, or a new toy.[/color][/hider]
[color=8dc73f]Total[/color] [color=ec008c]Minions[/color] [color=ed1c24]0[/color]
[color=bc8dbf]First[/color] [color=ec008c]Minions[/color] [color=ed1c24]0[/color]
[color=92278f]Second[/color] [color=ec008c]Minions[/color] [color=ed1c24]0[/color]
[color=630460]Third[/color] [color=ec008c]Minions[/color] [color=ed1c24]0[/color]

[color=0072bc]Constructs[/color] [color=ed1c24]0[/color]
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