(A large bandit camp somewhere)

“eh what do yah mean a dungeon opened up on my turf?” a ruff middle aged looking man with blond messy hair and blue eyes in fairly high class leather armor with fairly battered armor plate sprinkled on top covering his vitals, looked at the dirty messenger in [patch work amour as he gave his report, “Boss, it’s true me and Bonz saw it a day ago, we were just on patrol when all the sudden a the ground rumbled and the ground gave in and reveled a stair case!”

“So what it’s just a dungeon best we get from that is some mana crystals, it isn’t worth the trouble.” The Bandit with high class armor dismissed his underling’s report from his throne impatiently tap his fingers on the arm rest.

“But boss this ain’t like other dungeons we checked it out and it looked like a store.” The unnamed patrolman sputters out his words trying to get his meaning across to his boss.

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(Curator’s POV)

“Hey look Alice it hasn’t even been a few seconds and we already have some guest!” I start calling out to Alice excitedly as I thought it would take weeks or even months for our first guests.

While they look very shabby I didn’t really care, I was just waiting for them to go down to the next floor and see the wonders that I’ve created.

But they betray my expectations as they seem to just look around the bookstore before leaving as quickly as they came.

“Aww damn, one day, One day I will have guests!”

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(The large bandit camp)

“What!” the bandit boss shouts out, clearly agitated, slamming his fist on his thrones arm rest, but then goes quite in deep contemplation, “if that’s the case… new born… Mana dungeon…heart.” Before he suddenly raises he voice again in a commanding tone, “Go tell Zygor to gather up some of the boys and scout that place out, also tell them if we pull this off were gonna be rich beyond our wildest dreams.”

As the shabby looking bandit runs off, the bandit boss start’s to give of a menacing laugh, “fufufufu.AhhAHaAhaAH! If we pull this off and get that dungeon heart I can finally give those bastards at the Duchy a piece of my mind.”

The shabbily dressed bandit continues to run pass all the rickety, improvised shelters before approaching a building vastly different than the other in how well built in sturdy it was, he bursts through the door leaving a sign post spinning,(the drunken dog).

“ Hey Zygs!*gasp* we ,*gasp* orders to scout ,*gasp* out,*gasp*” the shabby bandit squeezes out a few words, but gets the meaning across to the large bold man who is sitting across the table from him drinking something most likely beer.

“Really now Sid? That’s unlike Keith, usually he sends one of the newbies to that.” The large man speaks in a soft spoken voice unlike his huge frame would suggest.

“Nah Zygs this time *gasp* this time is special.” looking at around himself and lowering his voice and continues, “this time it’s a mana dungeon, a young one, just born, not even a week old yet.”

Zygore tenses up, eyes boggled and mouth wide open for a moment before returning to his usual self, and lowers his soft spoken voice even farther. “What it’s like on the inside?” so he asked before taking a sip of his drink, “it seems to be based on some sort of library but that’s all the info we have.”

“Okay what do I have to work with.” as he sits up while downing the rest of his drink, getting ready to leave. “He just says some of the boys.” Sid answers also getting up from his seat at the same pace as his comrade, “wooo Keith never gives me any of the easy jobs does he?” Zygore yawns starting to banter with his shabby companion as they start to leave the building.

“Well you are his right hand man after all, and you also have the most combat experience than the rest of us” Sid knowingly says as they start walking by their companions, arguing and fighting with each other. The fact these two can walk pass that brawl is a testament to two things, they were battle hardened veterans and that this was the usual for their little merry band of bandits.

They start to approach the center of the camp, where they stop, waiting for Zygore to take a huge breath in swelling his already large chest further, “EVERYONE GROUP UP!”, his usually soft spoken is no longer there as his voice, which now holds a commanding tone, blasts from his location reaching every corner of their camp and into the ears of every bandit there.

As everyone starts to move and converge to the center of their camp Zygore starts to pick a people from the crowd, 5 people in all, before dismissing the rest to return to their activities. Informing the five on their situation and mission, the five bandits gives Zygore a more over the top reaction than he gave to Sid when he was informed.

“NO WAY!”

“WE,RE GONNA BE RICH!”

“….”, his mouth just loosely hangs open.

“THIS IS THE CHANCE OF A LIFE TIME!”

“AHAHAAHAHAAHahahaa”

After calming them down, they all start to head through the camp to the direction of the dungeon, as Sid lead them, by the time they reach the outskirts of the camp they had picked up supplies for the journey and all of them had donned their weapons making them giving off the image that they were blood thirsty bandits, but the aura they gave off were that of a party veteran knights instead. These two contrasting image would throw most warriors off, as one would mistake them as brutish bandits but upon engaging them one could see that they were skilled knights both with their weapons and with their team work.

Zygore who was a giant amongst men looked even bigger as his muscles swelled carrying his signature war hammer and while the others gave of a different atmosphere once they donned their weapons Sid’s change just overshadowed them.

After donning his weapons, instead of looking like a shabbily dressed bandit, now looked like battle hardened warrior carrying twin short swords, if one where to look at his patch work armor more closely one could see the truth, it wasn’t because of disuse that it became how it was today, it was from over use, the patches of cloth where actually shoddy repairs for the minor grazes and cuts on his armor, if one were to think about it more, is was a miracle for someone like Sid to have so many patches on his armor from blade cuts and grazes that it practically looked like someone sewed a bunch of different cloths together, but there was no sign of a clean hit on his armor no large patches of sewn cloth just small ones.

With this they departed for the dungeon under the guidance of Sid.

(Bandit throne room)

Bonz walks into the Throne room casually to find his boss grinning from ear to ear, “hey boss Sid and Zygs just left for the Mana dungeon”

Keith hearing this returns back to his use demeanor, with little success, “Ahem. Good now than Bonz go tell everyone to start packing up were, gonna set up shop somewhere else.”

Bonz hearing this nods in agreement, as the western Duchy and the eastern Kingdom probably already has their scouting parties heading towards this location and the Adventurers Association will probably figure something is off due to their movements and investigate the area, “am thinking the Adventurers Association will be here within three days and the other two a week.”

“Seeing as how this is the first Mana dungeon born in 15 years they will probably be here within three days with the hounds of the kingdom and duchy right behind them” Keith says affirming Bonz’s thought in a grim tone as if either the duchy or the kingdom knew they were still alive they would hunt them down to the ends of the earth.

“Now than the real question is do we head south and take our chances with the island coalition, or head north with all the outcasts” seemingly throwing this question a Bonz, Keith now waits for an answer.

“I think we should take our chances with the wastes there’s shit all for resources up there, but with what we have stocked piled up right now, we have a nice buffer that can last us a few weeks.” Bonz starts to inform Keith on their food situation, knowing that going north is the best answer to their question.

Keith than speaks up in his commanding tone once again, “go tell everyone to pack up, and in three days’ time were going north, with the dungeon heart in tow.”

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(Curators POV)

“sigh I hope they come back soon, it’s been getting boring just digging out the third floor of our dungeon” it was so boring just digging, I had plans to make the third floor the same size as the second floor, but Alice stops me insisting that I make it bigger than the second floor, since our second floor was pretty small for a dungeon floor as is, at least I have whatever the fairies seem to be working on to look forward to.

“Sigh so bored.”