“Hah! That was fun, I hope more humans come!”
Gairy interjects, “Since that one survived, I'm certain others will come.”
I smile, and return my attention to working. I need to start making the second floor, and for this one, I think I'm going to make it like a series of rooms, for people to go through.
The first room I build is similar to the boss room, with designs on the walls, and just plain floors, and ceiling, but I put small burrows, for Cancuns, to sleep on the sides. This will be a squad of 3 Cancuns, working together. The next room I build is slightly bigger, with a squad of 5 Cancuns, the third room is almost twice as big, and fits a squad of 8 Cancuns.
Finally I start working on the boss room, which is just going to be a long rectangular room, almost as big as the big main room, upstairs. This one only has torches lighting one side of the cave, but the rest is in darkness. Perfect for Megs to hide in. On the note of light, I also put several lanterns, and candles all throughout the second floor rooms,to light the place.
“Master, Master, Master, Master, MASTER!” Gairy has to repeatedly call for me to gain my attention.
I look down, “what are you yelling for man?”
You have been engrossed in making the second floor, for almost 3 weeks.
I imaginary blink…
“What?”
“It took you nearly 3 weeks to make the second floor, and I couldn't reach you for that entire time period.”
I shake my head again. “Oh…”
“Also, your mouse population is overpopulated.”
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I blink again… “Think I could just release them into floor one?”
Gairy nods. “Sure, just make sure that the Cancuns eat them, or that the humans have a reason to kill them, because they get way overpopulated.
Milo
The first person to arrive was a magic user. They seemed rather strong, at least compared to me. They told me they were from a Guild called Oats. Which I thought was a weird name, but they told me they were a very powerful Guild. They asked me to take them to the dungeon.
“Good, Golly, the mana in here is pure! This will make a very good training dungeon! Who owns it?”
“I do.” I speak up, and explain that I bought it, shortly after discovering it. Due to this land being so empty, inhabitable, and being directly in between the Warring Orcen tribes, and the Humans up North.
“Oh, Good! we’ll buy it!”
I shake my head, “Uh, It's not for sale. I'll let you use it for a tax though?”
He frowns. “I don't know. I'll have to get a representative out here to negotiate. I was just sent here to assess, and if it was any good buy it…”
I nod, and stroke my thick black beard, “Probably for the best, feel free to encamp yourself somewhere around here. Just ask first.”
He nods. “I'll probably have to leave, to go get a representative, and you know how far away this is from Brindle, which is the nearest place where I can get a representative.”
I nod, “Ok.”
Shortly after the mage left another group of people showed up. They said they were also from a Guild, called Ebonmane. I did the same thing with them that I did with the Mage from Oats. But this time, when I proposed use of it, with a tax they immediately gave me an offer.
“We’ll give you a Gold, every month, for use in this dungeon.” The burly man, nearly as big as me, crosses his arms, and waits.
I nod, “I'll go with that, but only for 6 months, at the end of the 6 months, I want to renew the contract.”
He grimaces, but nods. “Fine. We will get our scribes to write the contract.”
I also interject with, “And, your use to the dungeon, is not reserved, I can sell rights to others.”
He grimaces again. “Fine…” he grits his teeth in frustration. “Where can we build?”
I wave my hands in the air, pick a spot, and come ask me.
He turns to me, and asks. “How much of the land do you own?”
I smile, flashing him with my bright white teeth. “The whole valley, and all the mountains surrounding it…”