In the heart of Eddie’s dungeon, the dimly lit chamber hummed with the arcane energy pulsating from the dungeon core. The walls, covered in mystical runes and symbols, glowed faintly, casting eerie shadows across the room. Amidst this magical ambiance, the scent of ancient magic mingled with the musty smell of the underground – a signature aroma of the dungeon.

Eddie stood animatedly beside the dungeon core, his skeletal form practically buzzing with excitement. Beside him was Bonehead, one of his loyal skeleton minions, distinguishable by his slightly askew jaw and the perpetual vacant stare in his eye sockets.

“Now, pay attention, Bonehead,” Eddie began, his bony finger tapping on the holographic interface of the dungeon core. “This marvelous device is more than just a pretty light show. It’s the key to our entire operation!”

The dungeon core's interface lit up, displaying various icons and menus in a dance of spectral colors. Eddie's enthusiasm was palpable as he navigated through the options with practiced ease.

“You see, Bonehead, with just a few clicks, we can add new traps, summon more minions, or even expand our lair! The possibilities are endless!” Eddie exclaimed, gesturing grandly towards the display.

Bonehead, in stark contrast, stood utterly motionless beside him. No nod, no blink – not that skeletons blink – just an unwavering stillness that would have been commendable in another context.

Eddie, undeterred by Bonehead’s lack of response, continued his tutorial. “We can access the dungeon core shop here,” he said, pointing to an icon shaped like a treasure chest. “It’s like a marketplace for all things dark and dungeony. We can buy traps, potions, even new types of minions!”

Eddie paused, looking expectantly at Bonehead, perhaps hoping for a flicker of understanding or at least some acknowledgment. Bonehead, true to his name, offered nothing – no reaction, no comprehension, just the same vacant stare.

“Oh, and check this out!” Eddie continued, his excitement undimmed by his audience’s non-reaction. He tapped another icon, and the hologram shifted to show a map of the dungeon with potential areas for expansion. “With the right amount of credits, we can expand our territory, create new rooms, or even add special environments. Imagine having a lava pit or a frozen chamber!”

Eddie’s eyes – or eye sockets – gleamed at the thought, his hands moving animatedly as he outlined his grand plans for the dungeon. All the while, Bonehead remained as still and silent as ever, his jaw slightly askew in what could be a perpetual expression of mild confusion or just how his skull settled after being animated.

Despite the one-sided nature of the conversation, Eddie carried on, detailing his plans and ideas with gusto.

He shifted to another fascinating feature: the Dungeon Master Chat Room. The dungeon core's glow intensified as he navigated to the chat room, its spectral light casting dancing shadows across the room and onto Bonehead's unmoving form.

"And look at this, Bonehead! A chat room where dungeon masters from all over can talk and share ideas. It's like a forum for evil geniuses!" Eddie exclaimed, his skeletal fingers hovering over the icon that symbolized the chat room.

As the chat room opened, a list of names and ongoing conversations filled the holographic display. Eddie's eye sockets brightened at the sight, a testament to his excitement. "Here, dungeon masters from different areas can exchange tips, discuss strategies, and even vent about their dungeon-running woes. It's invaluable for learning and staying connected with the wider world of dungeon mastery."

Bonehead, ever the silent companion, continued to offer no response. He stood motionless, his jaw slightly askew, seemingly unfazed by the wonders being unveiled before him.

Eddie, unperturbed by Bonehead's lack of reaction, scrolled through the conversations, his bony finger moving deftly over the interface. "See, I’ve used this to pick up some clever tricks. Just the other day, I learned about a new type of trap from a dungeon master. And here," he pointed at a thread, "dungeon masters are discussing the best ways to manage minion morale. Fascinating stuff!"

He chuckled, almost to himself, as he read through some of the messages. "There are even debates and arguments. You wouldn’t believe how passionate some of these masters can be about their labyrinth layouts or minion diets. It’s quite entertaining!"

Eddie turned to Bonehead, still in the throes of his monologue. "Imagine, Bonehead, if we could share our experiences too. We've had quite the journey, haven't we? From humble beginnings to a formidable lair. Our story could inspire or at least amuse others."

As always, Bonehead’s reaction was nothing but an unwavering silence, his skull facing the holographic display with the same empty gaze. Yet, in Eddie’s eyes, Bonehead was the perfect audience.

Eddie found himself absorbed in the ongoing discussions. The interface was a kaleidoscope of colorful avatars, each representing a different dungeon master from across realms and dimensions. Animated icons buzzed across the screen, signifying new messages and ongoing conversations.

[Chat Room 7]

[Little Witch]: Spent half my day convincing adventurers that my dungeon's death traps are not 'interactive exhibits.' Humans can be so exhausting.

[Torum]: Torum not understand humans. Torum likes simple things. Torum's dungeon simple. Smash or be smashed.

[Little Witch]: Ah, Torum, you're so straightforward tsu~ But my situation is a bit more complicated. I have to maintain a good relationship with these humans for my business.

[Torum]: Torum thinks business hard. Torum's dungeon not for business. Torum's dungeon for crushing.

[Little Witch]: That's the problem tsu~ I can't just smash my problems away. I have to navigate human politics and keep my dungeon running. It's like juggling fireballs.

Eddie found himself nodding along. Little Witch’s situation, while frustrating, was also an insightful look into the complexities of dungeon masters who had to interact more directly with the human world.

[Torum]: Torum not juggle. Torum smash. Juggling too complicated.

[Little Witch]: I sometimes wish I could be more like you, Torum tsu~ Just smash things and be done with it. But alas, I'm stuck playing the diplomat.

[Torum]: Torum thinks you strong. Torum respects strength. Even if not smashing.

[Little Witch]: Thank you, Torum tsu~ I do my best. Sometimes, though, I just want to let my dungeon's true nature take over. But then, where would my credits come from? It's a dilemma.

[Torum]: Torum thinks credits useful. Torum buys more rocks with credits.

[Little Witch]: Credits are a necessary evil, indeed tsu~ If only these adventurers knew the trouble they cause. But they're my main source of income, so I have to put up with their antics.

Support the creativity of authors by visiting Royal Road for this novel and more.

[Torum]: Torum sees. Humans complicated. Torum glad not human.

[Little Witch]: You and me both, Torum tsu~ At least in the chat room, I can vent a little. It's my small escape from the chaos of human dealings.

[Torum]: Torum likes chat room. Torum learns much. Torum still likes smashing more.

[Little Witch]: And that's why we love you, Torum tsu~ Never change. Your simplicity is a breath of fresh air in my complicated world.

Eddie leaned back, thoughtful. Little Witch’s experience was a valuable lesson in the balance between dungeon mastery and human interactions. He wondered if he might reach out to her for advice, considering his own venture into the world of human trade was just beginning.

[Chat Room 7]

[Bones Malone]: Hey everyone, Bones here. I've been following the conversation and I've got a question for @Little Witch. I'm planning to set up a storefront to interact with humans for trade. Any tips or things I should be wary of?

[Little Witch]: Hi Eddie tsu~ Dealing with humans can be tricky. They're sensitive to dungeon energy, so consider getting a Concealment Charm from the dungeon core shop. It'll mask the energy and make them more comfortable.

[Little Witch]: And remember, humans can be unpredictable. Stay alert and always have a contingency plan. Running a business with them can be rewarding, but it's a delicate balance.

[Torum]: Torum thinks balance hard. Torum likes to crush balance.

[Little Witch]: @Torum, always so literal tsu~ But Bones, seriously, just be patient and adapt as you go. You'll learn a lot along the way!

[Bones Malone]: Concealment Charm, got it. Thanks again, @Little Witch. This is all new to me, but I'm excited to see where it goes.

[Torum]: Torum says good luck. Torum will visit store. Torum likes new places.

[Bones Malone]: Thanks, @Torum! That'd be... interesting. Just please don't smash anything!

[Torum]: Torum promises. Torum good guest.

[Little Witch]: Be fair but firm. Humans respect clear terms. And always smile - even if they can't see it, they can feel it. Oh, and keep a ledger for your transactions. Transparency builds trust tsu~

[Torum]: Torum does not smile. Torum shows teeth for battle.

[Little Witch]: That's because you're adorable in your own way, Torum tsu~ But Bones, remember, patience is key. Some humans love to chat before getting down to business. It builds rapport.

The arcane glow of the dungeon core cast a spectral light across the room. Eddie, deep in thought after his enlightening conversation in the chat room, suddenly jumped as he turned to find Bonehead still standing beside him, his hollow gaze fixed in a perpetual stare.

"Egads, Bonehead! You could give someone a real fright standing there so silently," Eddie exclaimed, his skeletal hand pressing against where his heart would have been. Bonehead, true to his name, offered no response, his jaw slightly askew in an eternal silent vigil.

Shaking off the momentary scare, Eddie turned back to the task at hand. "Trust and presentation, huh?" he muttered to himself, the glow from the core illuminating his thoughtful expression. "Perhaps it's time I brushed up on some human etiquette... and definitely need to spruce up the store."

As if summoned by the topic of humans, Argenti glided into the room, his presence a mix of elegance and eeriness. "I can assist with that, Eddie," he offered, his voice smooth and composed. "Human customs can be quite intricate, but I believe we can navigate them successfully."

Eddie couldn't help but let out a dry, rattling chuckle. "You? Helping me with human customs?" He shook his head in amusement. "Let's not forget, the first time we met, you were being chased by a mob of irate humans."

Argenti raised an eyebrow, a glimmer of amusement in his eyes. "A minor misunderstanding," he replied coolly. "I assure you, my knowledge of human behavior has significantly improved since then."

Eddie leaned against a nearby wall, the bones of his hand clicking together. "Well, if you've gone from hunted to expert, I'm all ears." His tone, though light, carried a note of genuine interest. Argenti's transformation, from a demon on the run to a poised and knowledgeable ally, was indeed impressive.

Argenti folded his arms, a gesture that seemed oddly human. "Understanding humans is akin to mastering a complex dance. One must be aware of the rhythm, the steps, and the subtle cues that guide the interaction."

He shook his head, the bones clicking in amusement. "Remember, Argenti, before all this," he gestured to his skeletal form, "I was human. I think I've got a handle on human behavior."

Argenti's poised demeanor wavered slightly, a flicker of amusement crossing his features. "Ah, yes. A fair point, Eddie. However, interacting with humans as one of their own is quite different from doing so as a dungeon master. The perspective changes."

Eddie leaned back, considering Argenti's words. "True, but let's not get too caught up in the formalities. I’m more interested in the practicalities of this venture. We need to focus on making our store inviting... and profitable."

As Eddie and Argenti emerged from the cool confines of the dungeon, they were greeted by the sight of their newly constructed storefront, a testament to their hard work and collaboration. The wooden structure, still bare and unadorned.

Argenti, who had returned from his reconnaissance in the town earlier that day, shared his findings with Eddie. He detailed the types of information that had piqued the interest of townsfolk and adventurers alike.

"Many were curious about the layout of local dungeons, particularly those rumored to hold rare treasures or artifacts," Argenti began, his voice echoing slightly in the open space.

Eddie, his interest piqued, quickly interjected. "Local dungeons, huh? I can cross-reference that with the dungeon core's database. Although I don’t believe theres information on specific dungeons, we have general information. What else caught their attention?"

Argenti continued, "There was also considerable interest in alchemical recipes and rare ingredients. It seems there are several budding alchemists in town eager for knowledge."

Eddie nodded, his skeletal fingers tapping against his skull in thought. "Alchemical recipes... I do have a few of those but I would rather not share them. Anything else?"

"Indeed," Argenti added. "Stories of legendary creatures and old battles were also in demand. It appears that the town's people have an appetite for history and lore."

"That's good to know," Eddie replied, making mental notes. "The core's historical archives are extensive. We could definitely pull some intriguing tales from there. What about the practical stuff? Maps, guides, that sort of thing?"

"Maps of the surrounding regions, guides to herb foraging, and even tips for dealing with specific monsters. Practical information like this was actually the most sought after," Argenti explained.

"Got it. That should be easy enough to compile from the core," Eddie mused, already planning the layout of the store to accommodate these various interests.

As Eddie finished jotting down the last of his notes, he stepped into the center of the store's basic frame, his skeletal form casting long shadows in the evening light. "Alright, Argenti," he said, tucking away his list, "I'll dive into the dungeon core later to gather all this information. But first, let's do some real-world training."

Argenti, who had been organizing a makeshift counter, looked up, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes. "Training, Eddie?"

Eddie grinned, an amusing sight on his skeletal visage. "Yes, role-playing. You need to be prepared for all kinds of human customers. I’m sure you’ve heard a thing or two while you were out."

The store, though still sparse and lacking in actual merchandise, offered enough space for their impromptu role-playing session. Eddie began by adopting the persona of a gruff adventurer, complete with exaggerated gestures and a rough tone.

"Oi, you there! I need a map of the deadliest dungeon you've got, and I don’t want to pay a fortune for it!" he barked, imitating a demanding customer. Copying their first test interaction.

Argenti, momentarily taken aback by Eddie's transformation, composed himself and responded with a polite tone. "Certainly, sir. We have a variety of maps, each with detailed information. Our prices are quite reasonable for the value they offer."

Eddie nodded approvingly, then quickly shifted characters, now embodying a timid scholar. "Um, excuse me, do you have any... uh, lore on ancient necromantic rituals? Nothing too scary, please."

Argenti adjusted his approach, speaking softly. "Of course. We have a selection that ranges from children’s stories to novels. Let me show you the section."

Their practice continued, with Eddie conjuring up a diverse cast of characters, from overly enthusiastic treasure hunters to skeptical mages. Each scenario presented its own challenges, and Argenti worked to find the right balance in his responses.

They laughed through the bloopers, like when Eddie, playing a confused old man, forgot what he was asking for mid-sentence, leading to a moment of comical confusion. Or when Argenti, trying to upsell a fictional product, accidentally knocked over a stack of imaginary books.

The store echoed with their laughter and lively exchanges, a stark contrast to the usual silence of the dungeon. It was a refreshing change, and both Eddie and Argenti found themselves enjoying the process.

As they wrapped up their session, Eddie stepped back, observing the empty shelves and bare walls. "Once we get the actual stock in here, it’ll feel more real. You did great today, Argenti. You’ve certainly learned quickly.”

Argenti nodded, a sense of accomplishment in his voice. "Thank you, Eddie. It’s a new experience for me, but I'm learning. Your scenarios were quite... enlightening."

Eddie chuckled, his skeletal frame shaking slightly. "Just wait till we have real customers. That’s when the real fun begins."