Nah, we need some time for the story to start now.

You are able to spend some of the next few minutes having a "conversation" with the two adventurers, but soon enough they have to get to other things. Apparently due to spending so long talking to you, they may be late for some organized raid that their guild was going on. Hearing this does not help your concern over your new dungeon. You are most certainly not ready to fight a whole guild, and you have a Raid *Dungeon*, meaning you have a higher bar of difficulty to work with.

Praying that answers of how to survive what had to be a coming massacre, you search through the resources you had gained access to. You remember that there was a series of guides that you could look at before, so you just have to find them again. Easier said than done, as it takes you at least ten minutes of fumbling with the menus to locate them again.

You already have a headache from reading all of those manuals, and you haven't gotten through the second one. Fame was a simple enough topic to research, you did things of note and got a point value based on it. Nearly dying of boredom, you decide to try and find a way to open the fame menu. It most certainly takes longer than you would like to admit to find what turns out to be a tab in your Character Sheet, but you found it, nonetheless.

Fame: 75
Claimed a Core Location: +50
High Beings are speaking of you: +25

Well, that was not good. You could not begin to express how much you did not like to read the sentence "High Beings are speaking of you". Why would they be doing that? You're a level 5 skeleton, there should be way more interesting things than that. You try to distract yourself by looking to how you can spend this "Fame".

Undead Liegelord: 0/10 (Racial ability) (10 fame)
Ancient Liegelord: 0/10 (Dungeon ability) (10 fame)
Evolve Form: 500 fame, must be level 10 at least
Summon Minion: 0/(5*Undead Liegelord) +0/(5*Ancient Liegelord) (50 fame)

Well, you technically have options. You can't afford Evolve Form as much as you want it, being a skeleton is just not great after all. You didn't have the levels anyway though, so you would have to just stock up for later. On the other hand, as great as minions sounded you couldn't have any until you got a level of one of the Liegelords. So, you have to decide which one to grab.

It took a lot of deliberation. A main argument you had with yourself is that you are a skeleton, which is an undead, and not an "ancient". However, you have never encountered an "ancient", so you actually have no clue if it is some subtype you haven't heard of.

The thought that settles it was thinking about what you wanted for the dungeon. You feel like an undead minion isn't the feel you want for this place. It may be a tomb, but you still feel like it should have more of a long lost ruin feel than a swarming with undead feel. So, you grab a level of Ancient Liegelord, being greeted by a new pop-up.

Ancient Liegelord 1/10 (Racial Ability): 20 Fame
Your awakening from the catacombs has begun to be detected by the local monster population. Each day, there is a small chance that local creatures will spontaneously convert to your side and ask to join you. You may also receive gifts from monsters seeking to stave off your wrath or gain your favour.

Well, that makes all of your hard deliberation pointless. You can afford both anyway, and can't afford a second level in one without missing out on a minion, which you are not going to do. Annoyed at the fact you had that entire nearly half an our long internal debate for nothing, you also grab a level of Undead Liegelord.

Undead Liegelord 1/10 (Racial Ability): 20 Fame
Your cursed resurrection's energy has started to be felt by local monster population. Each day, there is a small chance that local creatures will spontaneously convert to your side and ask to join you. You may also receive gifts from monsters seeking to stave off your wrath or gain your favour.

Aside from the flavor text at the start, there is nothing too different between them. Though you were able to have both forms of minions now, you could still only afford one minion. Determined to let something of worth come from your nearly wasted half hour, you are still set on having an "ancient" minion. You press the option to expand it.

Summon Minion (50 fame, 0/5 used)
Summons a minion which cannot leave your claimed land. Summoned minions will respawn some time after being destroyed, or can be brought back instantly for a minor fee.
Select Minion Type
Builder: Helps construct structures you order to be built.
Guard: Defends your lair against invaders.
[Additional options unlock at higher liegelord level]

It seems it was time for another great deliberation. Once again, you have been faced with two options, and once again, both have good reasons to pick them. Of course, a Builder would be helpful, but on the other hand you were not capable of fighting off would be raid parties on your own, so you would also like a Guard.

A great mental war starts, as you use your hands to represent fighting viewpoints. It starts logical and like a proper discussion, but due to your minor insanity and need for entertainment after working on boring stuff for so long, it quickly devolves. Soon enough, there is a subplot about one hand being exes with the other hands wife, and also the actual father of the second hand's son. Due to this, the offended hand attacks the first hand, and you start flailing around in this great war of the ages.

The great war lasted a whole five minutes, before your mad scrambling about led you to crash into the huge pile of sand that flooded what seems to be most of your first room. That... needs to be addressed. With this in mind, you personally eat both hands, ending the argument in the only way a righteous god would, and making your choice of a Builder minion.

As you selected the option, a jingling sound played as the fame was deducted from you. Nothing seems to happen for a few moments, and you begin to become concerned that you were scammed, but that is stopped by a bright light appearing in front of you.

The light hovers for a couple of seconds before descending into the pile of sand. It buries itself just underneath the sand, and begins to spin, causing a miny tornado. Slowly, a few pieces of sand from the tornado get caught in the center and stop moving. One after another, these little specs pile up to form a slowly materializing shape of what you could only guess to be the minion's body.

You have visions of grandeur as you picture great beasts forged of sands, serving your every whim. You pat yourself on the back for picking the Ancient option, as it seems like it very well should be better than a simple undead.

This self-congratulation stops when the crafting of the body does. The light rises from the sand, resting in the core of this new construct. As it glows extra bright for a few seconds, some form of shell hardens around it. Once it is dim enough to see it again, it has reformed into a gemstone that seems to function as a heart for this new entity.

It was much smaller than you had thought, but you held out hope. Perhaps there was something within its character sheet that would prove its immense potential?