Bounty Hunters!

As morning arrived my alarm clock rang. By that, I mean that I received a heads up from my Kobolds. The camp they were watching was being struck. I felt the intrusion of the group not long after that. All but one of them were human. 5 of the Humans were male and 1 was a dull looking woman I had no interest in. Including the unattractive woman the Humans all wore similar garb. Heavy traveling cloaks, sturdy but light leather armor and heavy boots for hard terrain travel. Their weapons were a slight mix, but they all carried light crossbows and small clubs. 2 of them carried short spears and one of the men had a sword buckled at his hip. I was sure that most if not all of them had hidden knives.

The last of their group didn't fit the mold. The haggard but still pretty young woman looked human but My God's Eye told me otherwise. She had on only a ragged pair of cloth breeches and a thin cloak that barely hid the fact that she had nothing else covering her chest. The short lithe woman wore no shoes and her short light brown hair was wildly tangled and greasy from not bathing regularly. It was quickly apparent why she was different from the others when I saw the silver laced manacles linking her wrists and feet together. Then I noticed the metal collar affixed to her neck. Several long heavy chains secured to a thick ring on the collar led to the largest of the two Humans on either side of her. Two more of the Humans had their Crossbows out and aimed low in the direction of the smaller woman at all times.

At first I thought they were Slavers. Why else would a pretty young woman be chained up. But I listened to the humans as they walked through my Dungeon Territory. They spoke mostly about spending the coin from The Bounty they would collect. Bounty Hunters. I hadn't expected that.

I looked more closely at their Bounty to get a better idea of why they might be after her.

Name: Chloe

Title: Lone Wolf(This individual is the last surviving member of a once Large and Dangerous Pack of WereWolves. This being has spent most of their years alone and have only had themselves to depend upon. Despite the hardship she has flourished into a frightfully tough individual. They have gained the Lone Alpha Female and the Pack Compensation Monster Powers.)

Monster Race: WereWolf(Born or Bitten this WereCreature has inherented their strong inhuman blood. They gain the ability to transform into a Large Wolf or a Hybrid Wolf/Human and heal quickly from all wounds, save those inflicted by silver. Too much Silver in contact with a WereWolf's body will weaken them significantly and prevent them from thinking clearly. WereWolves gain the Pack Bond Monster Power)

Gender: Female

Age: 18

Reproduction: Sexual

Class: Tier III Primal Hunter(A NonMagical Offensive Combat/Harvester Class- This individual has forgotten or eschewed the trappings of society to live in the Wilderness. They have dedicated themselves to becoming a hunter solely in the Defence of their Territory and to provide Food and other Materials for their Family. When Hunting for those reasons a Primal Hunter receives a 100% increase to the Amount of Food that they can carry "Home", can instinctively learn the weaknesses of any prey they observe within their Domain and a 200% increase to Physical Speed and Stamina within their Domain.)

Monster Powers: Lone Alpha Female(This WereWoman has become an Alpha by being the toughest and smartest Monster in her Territory. For hunting creatures well beyond her physical skills time and again without any Wolf Pack to aid her she has received the following. 200% increase to Strength and Defence when Hunting Alone. 20% Additional Strength and Defence when Hunting Alone for Each New WereWolf Pup She Births while remaining the Alpha of her Pack.)

Pack Compensation(This Pack orientated Monster has survived alone despite the odds. In recompense this Creature's Wolf Form has gained the ability to grow past the norms of their Species without limitation. Every kill they make in their Wolf Form increases all their Physical Stats by 1 as long as the killed creature is the Same Size or Larger.)

Pack Bond(For each and every WereWolf member of their Pack(Excluding Themselves)this Individual gains the Following Boost. 10% increase to Physical Strength and Defence while Hunting or in Defence of the Pack.)

Cheats: None

Oaths: None

Blessings: None

Miracles: None

Important Historical Moments: Chloe spent the vast majority of her youth alone in the mountains. She kept to herself and ruled over her swath of the Mountain Forest killing every Monster that threatened her Domain. That all shattered the moment a group Humans tricked her into a trap and shot her full of crossbow bolts coated in sleeping poison. Without the Territory that had once given meaning to her life, she has become listless. Chained in debilitating Silver, Chloe is unable to do anything but follow the Humans to whatever fate they have for her.

Opinion of You: None

Her Bio did clear things up a bit. Although that didn't explain why there was a Bounty out on her. I couldn't see her causing that much trouble for Humans if her Domain was out in the Wilderness. Maybe it was a general Bounty for WereWolves. Or maybe Alpha WereWolves. Both were Possible.

There was one thing I knew about this for certain. I wanted her. She was a Spirited Soul and would produce excellent children. Clean her up a bit and she would fit perfectly in my Harem.

Only question was, How do I separate her from the Humans? Due to my Oath I couldn't kill the Humans unless they attacked me first. There were several ways I could think of to get around that stipulation. For instance. I'm sure they would attack me if I jumped out in front of them, but I wanted them to leave my Dungeon with a mostly positive experience. Then they could spread word about my profitable new Dungeon. Hmm... They were walking towards the cliff face. Almost perfectly towards the entrance to my Dungeon. Were they coming to my Dungeon? I didn't think so. Another reason then... The ruined Dwarven Town? The town did have a cleared pathway up to the top of the Cliff. Perhaps it was a well known somewhat traveled route. That would make spreading word of my Dungeon an easier task.

Walking through the forest the Bounty Hunters took about 20 minutes to reach the base of the cliff. Their going was made slower by the Manacles tying Chloe's legs together. The Bounty Hunters must have been used to that pace because nobody commented on it. But they did comment on the new massive double doorway next to the Dwarven ruins they'd been heading for. They paused in shock and gaped in open mouthed in awe. Then they started to get a bit excited. Excitement tempered with caution. They were not totally inexperienced with Dungeons. They began talking about a previous Dungeon that had been destroyed years back and how that small Dungeon compared with mine. One of the men suggested that the Doorway might be a real Dwarven Stronghold that had finally worn away the last of an Enchantment of Concealment. The rest of the group categorically denied that theory and teased the man for a few minutes.

Then they got down to it. They debated back and forth about what they should do. The issue was split almost evenly on those who wanted to head back to a place called RockGlade and those who wanted to stay and explore the Dungeon while it was still here. Apparently there was a crew of Dungeon Delvers who were infamous for destroying Dungeon Cores and they were known to frequent a tavern a couple days away.

If that crew came here I'd show them no mercy.

After a bit more debate the Bounty Hunters decided to risk it and brave My Dungeon. I was a bit surprised by their decision. Even more so when they decided to go all together and take their prisoner along. They figured they could handle a weak new Dungeon without issue and didn't want to split the group. That would've been a good strategy if I was still the weak starter Dungeon I was a few days ago.

They left most of their unneeded equipment outside in one of the Dwarven Structures and then made for the entrance. The 6 Humans and their WereWolf prisoner entered my Dungeon through the gap in the massive Dwarven Double Doors. It took them a few minutes to stop gawking at the forested Chasm that ran far underground into the distance.

Knowing these Bounty Hunters would be extremely upset about losing their Bounty, I decided to reward them more heavily than I would normally. I Added more Silver Ore to some rocks, picked out a few nice pieces of Duergar jewelry we looted from the dead and readied a few real Duergar pickaxes as a decent reward for their misfortunes. I would have to wait for the right moment to put those treasures in their path.

The progress of the Bounty Hunters remained slow. Slow and cautious. But I didn't mind. I allowed them to get deeper into the Dungeon and let them explore a few side passageways before they stumbled on the first group of my Dungeon Creatures. I'd removed the more dangerous creatures from the area to pull the Bounty Hunters in deeper. It worked. The group of 6 Kobolds that the Delvers found fell easily to the Humans Crossbows. The moment they had attacked my Kobolds my intuition let me know that something had changed about these humans. I discovered that because these humans were attacking my Dungeon my Love Humanity Oath no longer applied to them. My Dungeon must be considered part of myself. And they were attacking My Dungeon. I wondered if attacking my Children was also considered an attack on me. I suspected that might be the case but now wasn't the time to prove it. The Bounty Hunters looted one piece of Duergar jewelry I placed on the Lizards and continued on. I confronted them with more Kobolds a few times but always in small groups. Leaving behind minor loot for them to plunder.

Like I had hoped, eventually they got a bit too full of their success and made a mistake I could capitalize on. The Bounty Hunters began to follow the half ruined roadway next to the river. I set my ambush and handed out the rest of my chosen treasures to the Kobold ambush party.

The Bounty Hunters were caught off guard by how closely the Kobolds attacked from. The surrounding boulders, trees and high grass made the terrain around the road treacherous for this exact reason. And the Humans hadn't taken that seriously enough. They hadn't expected 40 Kobolds to attack from barely a few feet away. The small attackers were almost immediately within striking range. I still didn't expect too much from the Kobolds. They were mostly a distraction. As the poorly equipped Kobolds set upon the Humans with their makeshift spears, clubs and knives I aligned the next step in my plan. A WereBoar I had hidden nearby in the long grass lined up with her target. With the Bounty Hunters busy fighting off the mob of small Kobolds they didn't notice the large charging Boar until it was too late to make any difference. The oversized Boar cut through the grass at high speed and Slammed into Chloe hard enough to hurt, but not kill. And my Boar was careful with her small tusks. Being a WereWolf she could heal from most injuries rather quickly. I wasn't worried about my Boar Killing her.

However, I was worried about her drowning. The **** of the impact drove Chloe backwards off the Roadway and into the fast flowing river. One of the two Large Humans holding her chain was yanked off the Roadway with her and into the river. The other man was fortunate and the chain tore out of his grasp before he too fell into the rushing waters. Seeing no other option, the man in the river unwrapped the chain from his belt and let go of his chain. He wasn't about to die to save his Bounty. There was no way he could swim to shore in his water soaked leather Armor while being dragged under by Chloe.

In her restraints Chloe struggled to move enough to swim to the Surface. The river wasn't that deep but the current was pulling her downriver and her chains were dragging her down. The most she could manage was to keep herself from sinking all the way to the riverbed. When the strong current took her around the bend in the river I had her rescued. In that location she was just enough out of sight of her captors that nobody would see what happened to her next. 4 Large muscular LizardMen swam to aid her from hidden underwater cuby holes. They hauled her up out of the water just enough that she could breathe. Then they used the current of the river to make swift passage through my Dungeon. Chloe was safely on her way.

While I waited for Chloe to arrive I watched the fight with the Bounty Hunters peeter out. There were less than half of the Kobolds remaining alive. My WereBoar had pulled herself out of the river only to be shot by three angry Crossbow users. Still in her animal form she slumped over on the riverbank with 3 projectiles in her head. The fight didn't last much longer. The Kobold's would need more strategy or luck than that to kill anyone and I hadn't provided them with much of either. The Humans sustained no major injuries but they had accrued many bites, cuts and bruises that they attended to. They yelled at each other as they used bandages and a salve to tend their wounds. They clearly thought their Bounty had just drown in the river. In fairness Chloe would indeed have drown if I hadn't intervened. The upset group of Bounty Hunters calmed down a bit when they began looting the slain Kobolds. Several Kobolds had ineffectively wielded Duergar pickaxes and the Humans were impressed by the metalwork. They debated how much the items might fetch in RockGlade. They surmised that it would cover a decent bit of their losses. That drove them to search the bodies more thourghly. They discovered the other loot I had spread among the doomed Kobolds and were no longer so glum about the loss of their Bounty. One even joked that they would make better time back to town now that their captive was gone and they would still come out ahead. They Skinned then cut hunks of meat off of the Boar and even plucked a few wild plants that they commented were worth a small bit of coin. I hadn't known that but I tucked away the knowledge for future use. I could probably cultivate profitable plants to supplement what benefits my Dungeon aleady provided to Dungeon Delvers. The Bounty Hunters decided to it was worthwhile to check the nearest caves for silver ore after they found the loose ore I placed on the bodies. But before that their newfound optimism demanded that they search the banks of the river a little ways to see if Chloe had managed to survive. They didn't find her, of course, but they were not surprised. It had only been a weak greedy hope.

I let the Bounty Hunters go explore some of the nearby caves. They discovered some loosly scattered copper ore inside one cave. I let them take their fill. I was well stocked with copper and had spred it around to tempt Delvers into taking it rather than seeking my better treasures. My Draconic side didn't even want to look at the metal. He considered it the poor man's gold. But I knew it was worth enough that Humans would care about it. With packs and pockets bursting with loot the Bounty Hunters made a speedy retreat to the exit. I let them go. No need to bother them again unless they came back immediately. Then I'd protect my treasures more diligently.

Chloe was brought into my True Domain a while later. She was cleaner now. Her ride down the river had done wonders to make her presentable for me. Although she was still soaking wet and somewhat disheveled. Her expression told me she didn't know what to make of her circumstances.

Abria and QuickSilver had joined me in welcoming our guest. The Archangel Minotress was my Bodyguard dispite knowing how safe I was in my own Domain and my stalwart Duergar consort stood ready to do anything I needed.

Two LizardMen escorted Chloe from either side and the other two Crocodilian warriors walked behind them. The LizardMen needed no weapons. Their bodies were living weapons. They had long wide Crocodilian snouts filled with white pointed teeth, their webbed humanoid hands and feet had sharp claws capable of rending an enemy. And their muscular tails were easy capable of tripping or stunning an opponent. Even so the LizardMen had crafted long and strong wooden spears tipped with sharpened stone. It was easy to see why Chloe was more relaxed with Humans as her captors. With Humans she didn't need to be worried about being eaten.

My LizardMen brought Chloe to my Bathhouse. A Bathhouse I had guarded by a large number of additional LizardMen. Chloe would get the message. Running would be suicide. I decided to give her a few minutes alone to enjoy my Baths. To fully enjoy my Hot Springs I gave her back her arms and legs. With my Dungeon altering powers I clicked open the locks on Her Manacles. My LizardMen opened them and removed the Manacles letting the chains fall to the floor. But my guards still controlled the chains affixed to the collar around her neck. One of the large Crocodilian men gestured for her to remove her clothing. It took her a minute to understand him and comply. She untied and removed her thin Cloak revealing alot of lightly tanned skin and a pair of very firm B Cup breasts with soft pink nipples. Then she pulled down her Breeches revealing that she wore nothing underneath and that she had no tan lines at all. Maybe these clothes had been **** on her by the Humans. She didn't seem to care about her nudity. Her shapely butt was a bit on the skinny side. Malnutrition probably. How long had it been since she'd last hunted her prey and eaten till her belly was full. That would change soon if I had my way. A thick patch of light brown pubic hair hid Chloe's privates from full view. But what I saw was enough to stoke my own hungers. Her complete package was that of a sleek huntress stuck in a cage. It was almost time to leash her to me and set her loose. All at the same time.

The LizardMen led Chloe down to bathe and kept a respectful distance from her. A bit of her wild spirit returned as she sunk into the luxurious hot water and cleansed herself of the filth remaining on her body.

I let her enjoy herself for a couple minutes before I approached.

Her eyes went wide when she finally spotted me. She could recognize a true predator when she saw one. Perched on my Moss Slime Throne I slid soundlessly across the marble floor flanked by Abria in her Thick Plate Armor and my ever naked QuickSilver. Well... she was no longer compleatly naked. I couldn't help but notice the Emanation Metal collar around My Pet Angel's throat. It had an inscription that read "CREATOR'S GOOD GIRL". The brazen nature of how much she wanted to please me was rousing my lusts. But now wasn't the time. Soon. Soon enough she would be begging to be my little bad girl.

We came to a stop above the bath. While keeping her eyes locked on me I watched as Chloe sniffed the air hungrily with her hightened sense of smell. I saw the moment that she understood the potent nature of my seed. Her nipples hardened painfully and her pupils dilated sharply. And I could see it then and there. There was no speech needed or display of Dominance required. She would not fight this. She yearned to belong to me. To be my Alpha Bitch.

I pointed one of my fingers at the marble floor before my feet. A firm gesture for her to come before me. I unlocked her collar. The snaping release of her collar was the all the invitation she needed. Panting like she couldn't get enough air she scrambled out of the Bath and up the steps to flop onto her back exposing all of herself to me.

Her submissiveness was surprising to me. At least at first. Till I realized her primal nature demanded that she mate in order to fulfill her Prime Directive. HAVE CHILDREN, GROW THE PACK. Instinctively, she knew that I would not replace her as Alpha of The Pack. I wasn't a WereWolf. I would most certainly be her Master and Mate but she wouldn't have to fight me for control of Her Pack. To put it simply. She would be mine but what was Hers was Hers. I had no problem with that arrangement. In fact it would work well for both of us.

The Lust in Chloe's hazel eyes increased as I stood up and bent over her. With my finger I placed my Mark of Submission over her Womb. My young Alpha Female groaned in pleasure at receiving my owners mark. With a gesture from me my Moss Slime daughter raised Chloe up and formed into a bed. My She Wolf took that opportunity to flip over onto her chest and offered me her taut shapely ass and hairy soaking wet bush. And that wetness between her legs wasn't from the bath. Chloe's young womb awaited my seed. I grinned. Who was I to make her wait.