A Dungeon Core is born in the shattered depths of a fallen Dwarf Hold, nestled in the debris of a lost workshop. A sundered Dwarf Hold is a rich and fertile place for a newborn dungeon, full of resources, stone carved secrets and extending dozens or even hundreds of floors deep...but this hold is not simply lost but claimed. The claimants and their hordes war amongst each other for final victory, extending their dominion at great cost and effort - and they will not welcome any newcomer.  Due to RL issues at present updates will be a bit sporadic, please make sure to follow so you're notified when I get a chapter out. Thanks to everyone for their patience and continued reading! [Participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]