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alex_izeri · 30 Aug 2026 -
An unexpected betrayal, a temporal accident, and a second chance place Asari in a new/old situation.
Thanks for reading! This story is now complete. I may continue it at a later date, but other projects have my attention for now. -
After checking his map, Asari made his way through the twisting maze of corridors to where Lianus and Gem were waiting.
“Check this out,” the tall Bard said, stepping aside to reveal a heavy wooden chest in the corner of the room.
“Oh, wow,” Asari said, standing back and regarding the chest.
“Well?” Gem asked. “Aren’t you going to open it? Then we can go find the monsters and get the hell out of here.”
“Yeah...okay,” Asari said, taking a hesitant step forward. “The last time I opened one of these, a Nagara jumped out and poisoned me.”
“I already checked it for traps,” Gem said. “It looks clean, but just in case…” He strung his bow and drew an arrow from his quiver, standing at the ready. Lianus pulled his lute around, his fingers poised over the strings.
“Thanks,” Asari said. He walked over and placed his hands on the lid. “Before I open it, we’re splitting this three ways, right?”
“No, you go ahead,” Lianus said. “As thanks for your troubles. Not to sound elitist, but I certainly don’t need the money, and I pay Gem enough that he doesn’t need it either.”
Asari glanced at the Archer, who nodded. “Well...thanks.”
Do they seem sketchy to you, or is it just me? Thalon asked. I mean, nobody is rich enough to turn down Dungeon treasure.
“Do you think it’s a trick?” Asari whispered under his breath.
I don’t know, just be ready in case something nasty pops out of this chest.
Asari took a bracing breath and lifted the heavy lid.
The hinges squealed with rust and disuse, and he scrambled back, but no monsters appeared. He breathed a sigh of relief. Not a trick. Curious, he stepped close and looked over the rim of the chest. The bottom was littered with the usual loot—lots of coins, a couple of potions, and an ornamental dagger.
“Hey, nice haul,” Lianus said, stepping up beside him. “What kind of potions are those?”
Asari picked up one of the small bottles. He turned it back and forth in his hands, but it wasn’t labeled. He jumped as a System notification popped up.
Perception Check: Failed
“I can’t tell,” Asari said. Gem took it, looked hard at it, and handed it back.
“It’s a weak healing potion, good for 20 HP. This one—” He fetched the other bottle out of the chest. …
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Colm's party splits one silver a month. So when he overhears about a dungeon nobody's logged yet, he doesn't wait for the rest of his crew. He grabs the party healer, Agnes, burns their emergency teleport scroll, and goes in.
They come out with more gold than any of them have ever seen. Agnes comes out a little different.
She cooks better now. She's friendlier, too. Much friendlier. And there's something purple living in her that's been sealed in a box for a thousand years and is very, very bored.
Aldous was an alchemist once. And after relentless experiments he's now a colony of slugs who can wear anyone he likes, and he's decided Colm is the closest thing he has to a friend. He's promised to let his hosts keep control most of the time.
He's lying.
The clerk counted my pay out one coin at a time, slowly, like each one hurt her personally.
“Eleven copper,” she said.
“The posting said fifteen.”
“The farmer docked you four. For the hat.”
“The goat ate my hat.”
“He says it gave her a stomachache.”
The farmer told us she was a very special goat. He made us walk ten steps behind her the whole way so she wouldn't get nervous. She was not nervous. She ate my hat, and then, apparently, she charged me for it.
I scooped the coin…
They come out with more gold than any of them have ever seen. Agnes comes out a little different.
She cooks better now. She's friendlier, too. Much friendlier. And there's something purple living in her that's been sealed in a box for a thousand years and is very, very bored.
Aldous was an alchemist once. And after relentless experiments he's now a colony of slugs who can wear anyone he likes, and he's decided Colm is the closest thing he has to a friend. He's promised to let his hosts keep control most of the time.
He's lying.
The clerk counted my pay out one coin at a time, slowly, like each one hurt her personally.
“Eleven copper,” she said.
“The posting said fifteen.”
“The farmer docked you four. For the hat.”
“The goat ate my hat.”
“He says it gave her a stomachache.”
The farmer told us she was a very special goat. He made us walk ten steps behind her the whole way so she wouldn't get nervous. She was not nervous. She ate my hat, and then, apparently, she charged me for it.
I scooped the coin…
Interestinggggg, I wonder how this will go this time around but why did he have to go for the slime again! The ranger was right there 🤣
Thanks for reading and commenting. I appreciate it!
He remembered from last time, the Ranger was way out of his league with virtually no chance of success, so he skipped taking damage and went straight for the slime.
It's been a pleasure to read! Sorry I didn't realise his progress was reset! I wonder what they'll do differently
No worries, I should have made that more clear! Hopefully I'll come back to this story before too long, but I've been obsessed with my new project, a polyamorous gay contemporary fantasy romance, and can't focus on anything else, lol.