《Sixth Finger》Chapter 25 | Dungeon
Advertisement
Dungeon corridor was spacious enough for a few orcs to walk in a line. Curan carefully stepped forward. He raised his torched as high as he could, but it didn’t help him much. The visibility was terrible. He could only see two meters ahead, which made him feel vulnerable.
He could be ambushed at any time and he stood out like a sore thumb.
“What do you know about this place?”
“Not much.”
Gob was slowly walking in front of him. He chose this position himself. Well. Even if he didn’t go up front Curan wouldn’t have it any other way, anyway. Right now the goblin was the best scout he could have.
“There are ... spikes?”
Gob spoke unsure if it was true.
“Traps?”
“More like ornaments.”
They continued to walk. The stench of the orcs was getting harder to ignore. They were getting closer.
“There are bones on the left.”
Curan focused on the left wall. An old skeleton was stuck in an old spiky trap extending from the wall. A small pressure plate carved into the stone was somewhat marked with the dried ancient bloodstain.
“Go, step on it.”
Gob wasn’t surprised by the command. He moved forward with no fear. The pressure plate clicked, yet nothing happened. Gob pressed it a few times and even jumped on it with all his force, but to no surprise the spikes didn’t budge.
It was the house of three giant orcs. They walked in and out every day for past years. They dragged giant trees and large animals they caught daily. If any traps were still functional when they first made this place their home they surely broke it.
Orcs weren’t smart, but they had the knack to destroy things.
“Fine. Let’s go.”
Advertisement
The walk continued. The dungeon wasn’t that big. It was Curan that was way too cautious of traps and his goblin scout. Even if he was cautious, he did relax after some time. Gob lead him in a straight line through the main corridor. As they moved, they passed a few destroyed rooms filled with trash.
They also passed the ruined staircase probably leading to the lower levels. It was filled with rubble. It seemed that the dungeon didn’t stand the test of time. As Gob tested a few remaining traps they encountered Curan finally let his guard down and sheathed his sword.
“I can see something small in the distance. Like a rat. It looks furry.”
“You can see it that far?”
“Its eyes reflect the torchlight.”
They approached them slowly. The stench was unimaginable. They were close to the orc’s stash.
As they came closer Curan saw a series of holes dug out by the creatures. He never saw anything like this. Sadly the creatures ran away the moment he got near, too soon to take a proper look. He only got a glimpse of their small brown bodies. They didn’t seem to be a threat.
The corridor opened up into a series of large round rooms linked together with each other by tight passages. It was the only way forward as the main corridor was collapsed. Curan tried to light the place a bit, but it appeared too big. He couldn’t see the other side of the main room.
Rotten meat, filth and random junk. Heaps of rubbish. It was orcs living space all right. Gob lead the way towards the smaller back rooms. There appeared to be some kind of stone altar in the center of the room. Gob could feel a fragrance of ether coming from the stones. He suddenly felt a chill that made him stop.
Advertisement
Curan didn’t stop. He saw a chest. It was in a small room secluded from the rest. He went forward by himself. Gob knew something wasn’t right, but he didn’t say anything. He just looked at his premonition coming into life. The passage was too tight. Orcs wouldn’t use them and he could already spot a few items he himself brought to the orcs.
He should tell the human to stop. It was an obvious trap… Gob was fighting with his conscience, but couldn’t quite bring himself to speak. Why would he help the human? What if Curan were to die on some random trap? He knew where to go to find Evie’s home. Did he need to stay here?
As his inner fight continued he saw something even he didn’t notice in the dark. A large gaping hole was made in the wall and a pair of giant eyes were following the movement of the torch. Gob now realized what the small critters he saw were. He heard of them before. He needed Curan. He really needed him now!
Looking at Curan making his way into the Bearmoles nest he finally started to talk...
“Cur...”
...But stopped mid sentence not daring to speak anymore. Something moved behind him.
Curan looked back at Gob. Stiff goblin was looking at him with fear in his eyes. The small chill he felt earlier was back. A giant Bearmole awakened by the light stood next to him. The other one was already focused on the unsuspecting human.
Curan took out his sword just before the monsters poured out of their homes.
Advertisement
Leftover Apocalypse
[Participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge] This is a story about the newly-adult Calliope Smith having a terrible day that ends in her getting mysteriously teleported from Phoenix, Arizona to a fantasy world where her life is in constant danger. She considers this an upgrade. Someone evil is looking for her, and she doesn't know why. Someone who seems to know a lot about her has promised they'll help her, but she doesn't know who they are. All that matters to Callie is that magic is real and one way or another she's going to learn it. The end of the world is coming up, sure, but Callie won't need to worry about that. In fact, by the time she even finds out about it one of the doomsday devices will already be destroyed, and the authorities will be well on the way to dealing with the other one. It's fine. Everything will be smooth sailing. Almost certainly. Probably. Chapters are usually about 2500-3500 words, and the goal is to post 2-3 per week but I sometimes get busy or have some writers block. It's your standard portal fantasy / Isekai premise, but unlike some the main character's time on Earth and how she got pulled into another world will (eventually) be explored. Some slight GameLit-feeling stuff later, no menus or level-ups but there's something suspiciously like a skill tree when the magic system gets going. No number crunching, and while the main character will get to do some silly stuff she won't be a god like in some fics (and will in fact spend a lot of time being badly outclassed by her enemies). Some reader interaction, ranging from adding to the worldbuilding to occasionally making big important decisions about skill progression. Please note that the main character is flawed and impulsive, and will make some stupid decisions. That's part of the story, but I get that it's not for everyone. Trigger Warnings: Foster care system references, crappy parenting. Some mental health adjacent stuff, specifically the main character has some issues where she experiences varying levels of empathy and emotional vulnerability depending on the day (it's complicated and not meant to portray any real-world conditions). Occasional violence including mention of death and grievous bodily harm, but no detailed descriptions of gore.
8 61Above All Shadows
The plan failed. Nebula’s dead, Thor captured – StarkAfter the Infinity War, the Avengers made one last attempt to take down Thanos. They failed.Loki, stranded back on Earth, and certain that his brother won’t survive another encounter with the Mad Titan, believes only one possible solution remains – time travel. The problem with experimental magic, however, is that you can never be sure of the consequences. Loki ends up far further back than he had intended. He finds Asgard at peace, his mother among the living and Odin about to proclaim Thor king.After years of flitting from one calamity to another, Loki finds a spark of hope. This isn’t just about Thanos. Here is his chance to start at the beginning and, this time, do it right. But turning that hope to reality isn’t going to be easy. [Marvel Cinematic Universe, time travel attempted fix-it, not-Endgame compliant]
8 237Hinterland
Simon sincerely believed he was saving Morgan's life when he pushed her off the second-story roof of her family farmhouse. To be fair, his mother was burning it to the ground at the time. But Morgan Mumford, a lonely outcast with a chip on her shoulder and a full skeleton of remarkably unbroken bones, is not particularly convinced of his good intentions. Because the instant he pushed her over Simon also whisked Morgan into the realm of Hinterland: a shadowy world that is a perfect replica of their home town of Coching. But Hinterland is a hungry and dangerous place, where ordinary objects have taken on a life of their own. In Hinterland you might be ambushed by a gang of motorcycles or eaten alive by a duplex. And by god, you run from scissors. Morgan is now trapped in this hostile realm, unable to find a way home. Hunted relentlessly by Aqualung, an evil-minded Buick Skylark with a love for Jethro Tull and hatred for all things on two legs, she is forced to join a ragtag band of fellow castaways to ensure her survival. But the embittered leader of these children has plans of his own, and before long Morgan finds herself swept into his vendetta against Hinterland's imperious ruler: Simon's mother, who commands the living, breathing town to do her bidding and schemes to transform it into something worse than it is now. Something ravenous. It's time for Morgan to decide whether to ditch her new allies and find her own way out of the belly of the beast, or stay and help her fellow outcasts weather the violent feud that brews on the horizon.
8 174The Villainess's Great Revenge
Lilith Esther Bailey. A woman who was shunned by most due to her arrogant and cold personality. Compared to her, most adored Evelina Skyler, her long time rival, than her. Evelina was a sweet young woman with a pure beauty that can only be found once in a century. Thus most sided with Evelina and deemed Lilith as the hateful villainess preying upon a weak lady. Even Lilith's own fiancee, Chase Casspan, left her for Evelina. Drowned with resentment and deep hatred, Lilith would often scheme and harras Evelina, however she would never have expected for things to escalate so much. Once one of the most influential and esteem noble ladies in the Sainthallian Empire, Lilith was now stripped of her noble status, damned with the title of a criminal, and was sentenced to be burned for her 'crimes'. Though her body died by the flames, her resentment lived even after her body burned to ash. As her soul was about to enter the afterlife, she was awakened by a woman's voice. This voice turned out to be the sacred Goddess that ruled over the realm that had pitied her. Lilith was given a second chance, not only that she was blessed with two blessings. One, her soul was to be reincarnated in the body of Angelina Skyler, the younger sister of Evelina. Two, she was given the ability of 'The Travelling Soul', which allows her to transport her soul to another's body and control them temporarily. With this, she vowed to seek vengeance and set things right! This time, she wouldn't be so foolish...⚠️The image used as the cover isn't mine⚠️(Hiatus? Not sure when next update cause very busy rn)
8 627ɢᴜᴀᴘᴏ | Qᴜᴀᴄᴋɪᴛʏ ツ DISCONTINUED
"ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ" ~ "wₒw ₜₕₐₙₖₛ ᵢ fᵤcₖᵢₙg ₗₒᵥₑ yₒᵤ" ~
8 173Poor Quality Art Lol
by poor quality I mean, Amazon Fire tablets have horrible cameras, and I guess my art sucks too but whatever-Cover art is mine
8 79