Crypt Keeper

I got the best sleep I'd had in days. No HUD flashing in my head made a hell of a difference. Shailynn had managed to nestle as much of her head as she could between Brigitte's tits and the awake before me half-orc was looking a bit uncomfortable, of course that might have been because of my erection that was also trying to nudge it's way into her cleavage from undernieth. No one else seemed to be awake, maybe you learn to be an early riser living in a smithy. Of course my guardian was up, standing next to the throne, and watching us sleep. That could be it really, the blank stare of her helmet might unnerve anyone who didn't know what lay behind it.

Well this hard on wasn't going to take care of itself so I woke the Sorceress with a pinch and her shriek was muffled by the chest pillows she had her face buried in. I then set her to the side and had the Fighter get down on her knees in front of my throne. It didn't take much prompting to have her engulf my shaft with her breasts and start rubbing them up and down in a enthusiastic titjob. She even made sure to give my shaft a lick every time it thrust past her face unprompted. Shailynn watched the big green melons in rapt fascination and even started working her sex with both hands, I'm not sure she was even conscious of that part. Before too long I was ready to pop and pulled back so my glands were nestled fairly centered in Brigitte's cleavage and let lose. The **** of the first bit carried it through to splash along her throat under her chin but most of my spunk remained sandwiched between her tits. A nice way to start the day but I wasn't quite finished. I had Brigitte turn towards Shailynn and told the hot and bothered little perv to lick the half-orc clean. Her revulsion for spunk warred with her love of big green titties for a bit but soon she had dove back into Brigitte's cleavage slurping for all she was worth while groping a boob with each tiny hand. The Fighter knelt with a confused look on her face but seemed to be enjoying the attention as she idly scooped some cum off of her chin into her own mouth. I left them to it and went to the kitchen to find my own breakfast.

The cook soon brought me a big frosty mug (sized to me) of Dwarf milk and a platter heaped high with bear belly bacon and scrambled eggs. Wait, eggs? Did the kitchen come stocked with food? Well the armory and library had stuff in them so why not the kitchen. I was mid breakfast when a storm of Succubi desended on me. My daughters were very excited to introduce my daughters to me. And if that sentence hurts your brain welcome to my new life.

Argent's daughters were Zeal, Glitter, and Epiphany who I was probably just going to call Pip. Glory's were Rage, Wrath, and Honor. I worry about Glory some times... And finally Electra's daughters were Zap, Ice, and Fury. I think I was going to lose track quickly since all nine looked identical save for hair color, especially when I gave my tallest daughters more children later. I'd just use their mothers to round them up at need I guess. After several rounds of kissing and petting I sent them on to get their own meals except for Electra who I had grab food and stick with me. I'd also left Glory with orders to take her kids with on a hunting trip after she got them armed while I was gone.

Shailynn was done cleaning up Brigitte when I left the kitchen and both women were waiting by my throne studying my guardian. "Is it some kind of golem my Lord?" Shailynn asked me when I approached.

"Something like, same as the others running around but I put more effort into making her."

"You can make golems?!" She sounded shocked, I guess that was an advanced magic technique. No need to tell her I cheated by getting the gift via Angel. "We never had a chance against you did we?" She sounded very depressed at the thought.

"now now, you did quite well. Why if I hadn't been immune to fire who knows how much damage you might have caused." I didn't want to crush her soul too bad, plus they needed some morale for our trip.

I led the three girls to the library leaving my guardian Emination to her watch. I wanted to look back through that bestiary on embodied undead I'd seen earlier. Hmmm, nothing in here called a Bonehorror but a Rawhead sounds similar except those are supposed to rise from charnel house waste pits. Bones are bones I suppose, hopefully one risen from entombed skeletons would be cleaner though, Rawheads sounded pretty gross. Lets see weaknesses. Fire, yeah figured that being undead. Can only be permanently killed by electricity? Well that would be a nasty shock for someone that thought they'd burned it out and a good reason to bring Electra. Repelled by pregnant women? Now that's a strange weakness. I didn't currently have anyone pregnant and honestly wouldn't bring one with if I did just on the books word alone. Fire and electricity would do. If it was a fertility thing and not just specifically pregnant women as a Seedbed it might be repelled by me though and I'd take advantage of it if so.

The miller's sister was waiting up top by this point so I had a imp start bringing her down and went to rouse the Captain. Alanna was up and apparently didn't find the calves nearly as cute as Moira and I did. She was watching the Dwarf in horrified fascination when I entered the dairy, perhaps I should make her a cow after all. Nah Orc breeding sow was still on the table, she could be milked while waiting for her brood to grow into an army. Which honestly might not take that long. While born as actual young unlike Devils or Beast Kin the greenskin races grew up crazy fast. With my Seeder perk they would probably grow even faster than normal, and being born small meant she could have large litters. No telling her my plans at this point though, wouldn't want her to actively try to get killed by the Bonehorror to avoid it. Probably should keep an eye on her regardless as it was.

I had the girls gear up while I talked to the Apothecary who left a short while later with a number of bottles filled with hypnotics, the Breast Expansion toxin for the miller's wife, and the bottle of jizz to knock her up with. At her suggestion we expanded her targets to include the mayor and merchant's wives who could also be trouble. The mayors wife apparently looked like a slightly older and less muscular Alanna with long hair. And that told me I could have my cake and eat it too. Alanna's mother would be joining the dairy soon enough and would get extra instructions about her secrets fantasies of being a cow while being pacified. Watching her mother being cowified might almost distract Alanna from a belly full of Orc spawn.

The girls handed me my armor and I suited up with the onahole belted at my waist. I'd only cum in her a few times so far but I'd take all the mana I could along as I'd be outside my normal boost. Mental note, fill her all the way up when I got a chance.

Glory and her daughters joined us in leaving the Castle, they would be carrying Brigitte and Alanna while Electra easily cradled a blushing Shailynn in her arms and I was going to make the massive effort of lifting my guardian up the shaft. I made another mental note to make a copy that had wings so I could leave this one guarding the fortress, the Pure Land Dungeon boost would give me enough strength to lift her to the surface but she'd have to run to the Crypt while we kept pace above. Tireless and a good ten foot tall she could run amazingly fast though and we were at the Crypt before mid day.

With a salute of her glaive Glory and Co winged off to the North West while I turned to examine the entrance to the lair of the Bonehorror. It looked a lot like a old Greek temple buried part way into the hillside. And the entrance was big, like big by my new scale big. The six of us could have walked inside standing next to each other.

"Dwarves" Alanna scoffed "Always building like they're trying to make up for being such runts."

"And you didn't know this was here so close to your town?"

"Dwarven territory, we don't have any dealings with this group being at the butt end of our Empire. I don't even know which group this is supposed to belong to, just that we aren't to intrude." So much for the Grand Alliance that defeated the Demon King I supposed. Good news for me anyways since I planned to replace her. Ah there goes the mental laughter again, I was beginning to feel ignored.

As we entered the Crypt the scale of the building was both good and bad news. Good in that it didn't look like my 12' stature would be a problem and bad in that the Bonehorror was supposed to be too big to get out through this. Maybe further on it got smaller. No torches or other lights but that also wouldn't be a problem as most of us could see in the dark naturally, or didn't need eyes to see in the Eminations case. Alanna was the odd one out but it turned out her helmet had a darksight enchantment on it. If we had actually needed light we did have a walking torch with us regardless.

The halls beyond the big entrance room were smaller, we'd be only going one or two at a time there, and held the first skeletons of the trip. They were shorter and wider than I expected, of course a Dwarven ruin would have Dwarven skeletons, I blamed old world media. These weren't very well armed, only a wide bladed sword each, and didn't last very long as Alanna simply crushed the one into the wall with her shield while the other had it's head neatly removed by a silver katana. The Emination then ground the skull into dust beneith her foot. The rest of the trip through winding corridors wasn't much harder, the stronger and better equipped skeletons further in fared no better against my groups martial skills. I could have let Electra and Shailynn cut lose on a few, they were looking pretty bored, but wanted to save our magic for the big guy if we could. Especially Electra as she was the only one of us that could finish it with electricity, though I wasn't fully convinced Hellfire wouldn't also work.

No traps, but this was supposed to be a mausoleum not a treasure horde. Lots of rooms with stone coffins of course, and all of them empty. Some of the equipment on the skeletons was really nice and my guardian was strapped with a large sack for collecting it. Gear for the Orcs if nothing else. And finally the central chamber.

This room was fuck off big, a marvel of Dwarven engineering I'm sure as that ceiling didn't look like it should hold even without a hills worth of dirt on top of it, and out in the middle of all that space was one fucking big pile of bones. God's Eye told me this was indeed the Bonehorror, and I was right It was a Rawhead. A really damn big Rawhead. It lurched up on way too many "feet" as we entered its space, it's limbs were just collections of hundreds of individual bones clinging together by necromantic forces. Then it's bulk shifted as it formed a massive skull of a head out of it's myriad parts. Both amorphous and solid at the same time, yeah no wonder the Dwarves couldn't handle this monstrosity. Time to party.

I triggered stealth and rushed to the left, Electra flew up and to the right, and Shailynn unleashed a torrent of fire into it's face flanked by my warriors. It really did not like fire and reared up with an oddly empty sounding roar. It then turned the still burning face away as another formed and lurched towards the flame kissed Sorceress. That was my cue, I dropped stealth and lobbed a boulder sized sphere of Hellfire into it's side. The black flames ate into it like warm water on sugar but faded as they spread still leaving a good sized chunk carved out. It liked that even less than the pure fires still tearing into it from the front and swept a huge tentacle of linked bones in my direction. It didn't seem intelligent but was certainly cunning as it had angled the attack to catch me when I dodged, only I didn't. I had leapt towards the appendage suddenly wreathed in Black Fire and sheared it in twain. The stump burned but didn't melt away like with Hellfire, but still the severed end stayed down. It had tried another tentacular attack towards Shailynn at the same time but that had been cut through by whirling silver blades. The bones cut by her swords burned with white fire. Interesting.

It became much like a bull fight, each time it tried to focus on one of us the other dug deep into it turning it's attention. It's attacks with bone tentacles hurt it causing it to lose mass with each severed limb but it kept trying. If we ran out of gas I was ready to call a retreat to rest and come back refueled making this a siege, but it seemed to take more damage as we reduced it's mass so wasn't a problem. It never did try to disengage, even after it was small enough to have fled through the smaller side passages. Stubborn, mindless, or just driven mad by fire. We burned it down until only a single intact Dwarven skeleton remained at it's center. This one wore a crown, and God's Eye told me that crown was a Dungeon Core. I had Shailynn and Electra burn out the rest of the fallen bones even though we had it's heart just in case. When I picked up the crown it shifted, growing in size until it would fit me and the tarnished gold turned black. Well that wasn't ominous at all.

Of course I put it on anyways, no guts no glory right? I felt the power of the new Dungeon Core merge with mine and I heard a new voice in my mind from a direction that had been just out of reach before. "Well aren't you an interesting specimen." Fuck.