- Now I got you! You have nowhere else to run or hide. Give up.

- Squak

- Sqitak I'm your father. How can you use such foul language while talking to me.

- Squ sqi squak

- Even if I'm not your father then I'm your grandfather and you need to show me some respect.

- Sqi Squak

- Oh you. How can you even talk about such small thing when I saved your live.

- Sqiuuuak

- Enough of it, it's time for you to take your reward.

After a game of hide and seek I was able to corner Sqitak in one of the rooms. To think that one of my creatures would be so disrespectful, sigh. It looks like it's time to teach him who is the boss around here.

- Now Sqitak its time for you to get your name.

I concentrated my mana and got ready for ritual. At this time that stupid bag of hairs tried to dig his way through floor. But it's too late for you Sqitak, so take it, take it all.

- With me as a master and you as the one bound to me for all eternity I name you Sqitak Hairsplitter!

After ritual activated Sqitak started to shine in purple light from all the mana that was entering his body. With my magic sight I was able to see him getting pumped full of mana to the levels where it wouldn't be weird if his body would got ripped apart. This is another reason why I didn't name any creature before, after all my creatures are still quite weak and naming them is like using whole power of nuclear reactor to power night lamp. Maybe I gone too far in comparing my current self with nuclear reactor but overall comparison should be easy enough to understand. If I was able to obtain even the most basic rank of mana manipulation skill I could evade all this risk. But thought I tried to do just that for some time dungeons use their mana in too much different fashion than other beings I lived as. Because of that the type of training I done in my previous lives is not working as good as I thought it would In the current one. Right now I'm working on a method that will be better suited for a dungeon.

But let's return to my guinea pig, I mean my dear grandson. Oh my, did he enter rebellious phase, is that why he has an afro now. To tell the truth its first time since he evolved that I was able to see his body under that mass o hairs. It didn't change much, Only its size got bigger and color of his body got purple. Thought I don't think that steam coming from his body is a natural thing. Also if I look closely at his body its titled to the right side and he is only kept standing thanks to his new afro. I think it's time to wake him up.

- SQITAK GET UP!!!

When I called him he jumped up and started to move his legs in air trying to run as fast as he could. After landing on floor he gone with full speed away from me. For now I will allow him to take his rest and observe his growth in future. Now there is nothing else left to do than wait for the Kobolds to come.

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Week later Kobolds were still not here. They are getting late. Thought if you think about it, if their journey needed to take so much time there could be a lot of things happening to them while on it, like being attacked by goblins. At least it gave me time to increase the size of their bug farm, I mean food farm, to twenty on twenty meters allowing for more French food, bon appetite.

During this time there were also two more hedgehogs evolving into needlehair's, one of them was female that was size bigger than others and become Sqitak's pair. Sqitak himself is twice the size of the other male needlehair now after naming, and this new female is still only two thirds of his size but is also only one that have a chance to keep pace with him. And from what I didn't want to see and hear I will soon be great grandpa. This will also be first liter of needlehair's in dungeon so it will be big day for my dungeon having my strongest species reproducing and not only evolving.

This is... my dungeon sense is tingling, there is something coming, and a lot of them. It's time to take a look. As I suspected its them, Kobolds. Originally I was planning to go all out and try to intimidate them but now after closer look, they seem like someone chewed them and spat them out, I don't think it will be necessary to the degree I thought it will, but I still should show them who's the boss around here.

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Overall they looked like the Kobolds I knew. Some parts hairy other scaly ore with brown skin, as for body shapes some had dog like legs other human like, tails were either lizard ones or dog ones, for heads all of them had dog like ears thought some had small straight horn on their foreheads or two. Faces were also mix of different parts some had a dogs muzzle, others alligator like jaws and some closely other resembled humans, thought all of those non human bits were of course in right size for humanoid creature. Did you ever seen an alligator with human teeth then here it was, thought even in this case some had predator like teats and others omnivores ones but all of them moved their mounts like humans do so I most likely won't need to see them a roll to rip meat to eat.

There was hundred and twenty one of them In front of my entrance, so it was somewhat more of them that she which I won't speak her name did tell me there will be but it's all the better for me. Around third were children and I didn't see many old ones, as those most likely got killed in their journey. Grownups also didn't look like a warriors and from what I seen they didn't had any skills for that so I must conclude that those also fallen while defending rest of the tribe. It's both good and bad for me, bad because I will need to train them from begging in combat, good because most of leadership also should go to ground so there shouldn't be many that will try to do something stupid before I contract them and after that they won't be able to and even won't want to.

While I was skimming through Kobolds statuses I found one of them having first rank of Shaman profession . His name was Grunch he also looked quite Old having his hair and dog like snout already going white. For rest of his appearance he had dog like legs, scaly human hands with claws, lizard tail going to his knees and small green horns going from his forehead. Remainder of his body was hidden behind leather shirt and kilt like rest of the bunch, only difference being that he had also leather coat that looked like having a lot of pockets here and there. While looking over rest of his tribe he was leaning on staff that was weirdly shaped branch that looked like snails shell on one side. He really looked like old wizard. If someone here can be in some position of power its only him. I was starting to get ready to talk to him, but before that I called Sqitak and rest of his herd, he grumbled somewhat as I called him in the middle of his one on one sparing session with Sam, the female needlehair. I also called all the beetles to have them as reserve, close enough to act but far enough to be out of sight.

So how should I start it? Serve me minions, no to much doctor evil. Hi am your friendly neighborhood dungeon, no to friendly. Some maniacal laughter, no to classic and best left when you meet a hero. It must be something that will make them serve me and it won't look like like I'm half mad from talking to evolved hedgehog. It must be a little menacing and ad the same time it must make them ask for my help hmm. Oh well this should be good enough. It's time to get back to the Kobolds they should finished caching their breath about now.

- What do you seek in my dungeon. - Perfect, I introduced myself, forced them to talk and startled them, few even jumped and one I think pissed himself. Guys don't exaggerate I don't sound so menacing.

Eh, all of them got down on their knees, I didn't thought they will go that far. If they stay like that we won't move forward so I will pick my target, I mean my talks partner by myself. So I chose you Grunch.

- You there, Shaman called Grunch, talk- Shit guys stop pissing yourself, I'm not going to eat you, I know you are suppressed by me knowing his name but don't over react, chill out.

- Yes, oh great  dungeon lord whose voice makes mountains shake. We are what's remains of Drush tribe. When humans attacked our tribe we escaped north. When we lost our pursuers Dreamweaver of our tribe had an vision, gained by the blessing of merciful and beautiful goddess Calypso, about an dungeon lord that could save as from danger. As such I beseech you great lord have mercy on our tribe and allow as safety of your caves, for that we and our future generations will serve you now and for all eternity.

Wow, just wow, so much ass kissing. New list of things to do.

First get to know how my voice sounds, until now I talked using only my mind after all. Thought if I will be honest with myself it feels good to have voice so powerful that it makes other respect you. That time when I was dwarf my voice was able to break glasses when I sang and one time when I got mixed up into fight my battle scream made all the dwarves and goblins lose conciseness. When I died back then it was by tribe of goblins called Broken Ears. Originally they belonged to different tribes but it looks like they were survivors of those times I gone to fight goblins, they were thrown away from their original tribes because of their deafness and once they saw me when goblins horde attacked our underground city they gone into frenzy.

Returning to previous subject second point on the list will be to get to know how Calypso looks when she shows herself in people's dreams. I have a hunch that the dream form doesn't have much in common with her true form.

Third point Get to know changes in regional politics. Calypso told me only about overall situation but I still need to get more details.

But right now I should first answer Grunch.

- Goddess Calypso informed me of tribe of Kobolds moving in my dungeons direction. You told me you seek place for your tribe, that I can provide. In exchange you, your tribe and future generations that will be born from it will serve me. If you and your people accept this contract you will need to swear an oath. Do you sear?

- We swear - Choir of uneven voices rose from hundred and twenty one throats invoking magic of contract bounding kobolds souls with my own making them part of my dungeon, my servants. Their fate sealed, from this they this tribe won't be able to seek help from any racial gods or seek god hood by them self, their one and only master will be myself.

- From now on you serve me, as such I greet you in my dungeon.