[center][h3][hr][b]Current Goal:[/b]
Strengthen Dungeon Defences[/h3][hr][/center]

The young men swooned--at least, that's what the monsters figured. The eldest of the young men seemed to revel a bit as seemed to prod at the younger ones, some overcome with a mixture of blush and anger. The older of the men gave acknowledgement, but they were not nearly as enthused about a young women approaching them. Such was the aloof nature of hunters. Plus, they probably had wives. Salbjorg, or now Rosalie as she called herself, also noticed a malevolent glare directed at her. It was the priest.

Any malevolence was undercut by the large woman's immediate friendly demeanour.

[b]"Wahaha!"[/b] The large woman immediately gave a hearty laugh as "Rosalie" approached her. [b]"Thanks--old family technique!"[/b]

The large woman gave her crock a small taste before an inscrutable look came over her face. It must have been been her forgetting seasoning considering she dumped in a fistful of salt immediately after.

[b]"No problem there, Rosie! Camp's meant for all. A dungeon was spotted a bit off from here, after all. Though..."[/b] she looked up and down at "Rosalie" before crossing her arms, [b]"you'd probably be better skippin' it. From what the church says, it's a fresh one. Only kiddos are going to get a thing out of it."[/b]

[b]Learned:[/b] Something is preventing higher level adventurers from approaching young dungeons. 

[b]"And for us non-hero types,"[/b] the older woman said as Salbjorg began to think that the lady she was talking to enjoyed speaking a little too much, [b]"better to sell shovels, you know? Anyways, I'm Aggie, but most people call me auntie."[/b]

Thankfully for the rats, Saljorg's interference was working. Nobody had noticed them scurry around. Thankfully, the rats on "Rosalie" had found small nooks to hide without notice--in her cape or in her pouches.

When Muste arrived, he had noticed something with his astute prowess. The priest that had obviously been glaring at "Rosalie" had paid zero attention to him. Was it because the priest could tell something was off about "Rosalie"? Or could it be...

The rest of his observations were rather simple. The hierarchy seemed to have Aggie at the top. They didn't seem that they would directly harm the dungeon. In fact, none of them really looked like they cared about the dungeon itself--moreso that it seemed like they cared about the economy created by having a dungeon nearby. The words of Aggie resonated--[i]only kiddos...[/i]

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The trip outside had been fruitful--though, one could jokingly say mossful instead. The monsters had collected a considerable amount of vegetation and detritus. Enough to furnish and decorate their little dungeon, but not enough to create anything of structural importance or could serve as defences. Still--it made their dungeon a little more livable.

Zogi and the rest of the monsters (sans Muste) carried what they could back in a few trips.

Zoppy's attempt at going out was met with equal tribulation. A rather dried out looking treant--saved only by the moisture wicked away from the underbrush it had on its back, dragged the merchant-goblin back inside after dropping a noticeably damp and moist piece of moss on her face. Did it have a pensive look on its face? Who could say for certain--it was difficult to tell what was anatomy and what was pareidolia.

[b]Zoppy has gained:[/b] Pitiful Sympathy
[i]This trait will affect how the dungeon monsters perceive you.[/i]

[b]Zogi has gained:[/b] One of the Boys
[i]This trait will affect how the dungeon monsters perceive you.[/i]

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Klein was beset by fear as the two masters began to fight. She was not equipped for this in the slightest--after all, she was only trained to serve under one master.

Thankfully, Schnupfen had voluntarily left the argument to instead focus on his traps and cleaning. Though, perhaps this was the wrong course of action. Fomenting disdain between equals was like a poison that seeped through any workplace. It was hard to say if the Oracle and Schnupfen would simply put it out of mind and not think about it or allow it to build and seethe. In any case, Kleine followed his lead and began to clean the dust from the dungeon with a straw broom. Though, it was also confusing on how Klein had a straw broom.

[b]Schnupfen has created:[/b] A crude broom
[i]This is easily reversible and as such, does not consume any materials.[/i]

Though the two monsters (three if you include a dungeon spirit as a monster) who remained in the dungeon at this time had a sinking feeling. They would experience... a group of heroes next. That's what their worries told them.

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[/color][color=EEBD65]Your monsters [i]will[/i] form an opinion about you. This is both good and bad.[/color][/cell][/row][/table]