Indeed. Adventurers Have Come. But They Do Have Miles To Walk Before They're Actually Here.

My Ladies and I Moved our Fun to the Baths. The Grime of Yesterday was Washed Away. I Received A Thourgh Cleansing From My Entire Harem. Granted, they Each Took a Long Turn Cleansing My Cock Inside their Naughty Sexes. Simultaneously Guaranteeing that Their Once More Fertile Wombs Would Bear My Children. I Informed My Harem about My Deal with "THE SYSTEM", telling them that I'd Made this Deal In Part Because I Firmly believed Our Children would Thrive on Their New World. They Wouldn't be Helpless Fodder. Our Children would be Apex Species. They were Saddened that they'd Never Know So Many of Our Children. But I was able to keep them in Good Spirits. They Agreed that The Benefits of Strengthening Me was Worth some Sacrifices on Their Part. Especially after Everything I'd Already Given Them and Would Give Them in the Future. While I Didn't Need Their Approval, It was Encouraging to have it. Their Willingness to Birth Me Children only to have them Taken Away was No Small Matter. It Helped that I'd Just Given Them Children to be Proud of. Their Moral was High and I Intended to Keep it that Way.

As Much as I wanted to Spend the Rest of My Days Being Lavished with Attention in My Hot Springs Filled with The Bathing Members My Naked Harem. There was ever more work to be done. And My Time in the Baths was nearly up. I felt An Intrusion into My Dungeon from Above. It was Most Certainly a Party of Adventurers. I was 95% Sure of that. And they picked a Fantastic Time to enter the Radious of My Domain.

I was Physically Relaxing on My Throne in the Bath, All of My Harem was Lounging Around Me. Boudicca, Eulia, Ida and Zenia were all Passed out Asleep after the Rigorous Workout My Tireless Cock had given them. Boudicca had Awoken and Demanded more of My Seed. That led to her being Filled Several More Times before she fell **** Again. Eulia recovered enough for One More Round, but The Newly Popped Virgin's Exhaustion overcame her Enthusiasm before She could Beg Me For another Go. I Punished Zenia thourghly using Multiple Needles to Puncture Her in places that Were Best Described as Hedonistic. Her Lactating Breasts were Sucked on By almost Everyone Present who wanted Fresh Milk. Humiliated and Tortured My Masochistic Dryad had undergone it all. Now she lay with a Blissful Half Crazed Smile on her Sleeping Face. Ida Too sported a Massive Grin. I had Pulled her Hair Trigger Dozens of Times. She was the Easiest of My Women to make Cum. And I loved to Watch Her Squirt.

My WereWolf Mate was Awake, but was Resting at the Waters Edge Closest to me in Her Huge Wolf Form. I didn't mind that She Preferred Her Primal Form. Chloe Told Me She could Sense My Desire For Her when I set My Sights on Her. That She was Always ready to Shift at a Moments Notice to be Available For Me. I Reassured Her that I had Every Intention of Breeding Her at Every Opportunity. Our Coupling hadn't been so fast this time and I had Enjoyed Showing My Alpha Bitch just how much I Loved to Cum Inside Her Womb. Multiple Times. My WereWolf was Extreamly Contented to be Pregnant again so soon. She had Lavished my Body with small Licks and Kisses before our Children had pulled her Away to her current rest. Chloe's Quickly Growing Children Splashed as They Mock Battled Each other in the Shallow Water along the Steps. Our Daughter's Silver Fur was Lustrous and Extreamly Soft. It would be Sought After By Every Huntsman in all the Lands. Good thing My Daughter's wouldn't be Easy Prey. They would become More Dangerous than any WereWolves before them. An Alpha Species.

The Other Newborns were being watched Over by My Eldest Dryad Daughters. Hel and her Identical Twin Sister Hala were Good Babysitters. The 17ish looking Petite Dryads had indeed grown up Faster than all my Predictions. Both of them looked almost ready to Plant the Seeds of Their IronBark Trees. Helis's Daughters were already Eyeing Me a bit Ravenously. The Nymphs hadn't Yet Awoken to Their Full Sexual Desires, but It was Impossible for them to ignore How Much Pleasure I Delivered to My Harem. They were Definitely Keen on Joining in on the Fun. As Soon as they Finished Maturing. Which could be Any Minute Now if I didn't miss My Guess. They took their Looks after their Mother but their Breasts Hadn't yet filled out. I was Absolutely Willing to Add Them to My Harem When they Matured. Then I could Teach Hel and Hala exactly why Baby Making was So Much Fun.

Abria was Currently Behind Me on a raised Moss Slime Platform giving My Humanoid Shoulders a Deep Tissue Massage with her Strong Dwarven Hands. It was the First Real Massage that I've Ever Received. And My Muscles were in Paradise. It was made even Better by the Sight of the Copious Flow of My Seed Leaking Down the Inner Thigh of Her Toned Muscular Leg. My Duergar Consort wasn't the only one of My Ladies Attending to me. QuickSilver was naked beside me and was also Dripping My Cum from Between her Legs. Like Abria she was also Working over My Stiff Muscles using Natural Oils Gathered from One of the Odd Gigantic Plants in My Jungle Environment. Abria Massaged the Slick Warm Oil into My Shoulders as QuickSilver worked on My Arms and Chest. I'd retracted all of the Spikes and Scales I could Manage to give them better access to My Bare Flesh. And I was Absolutely Enjoying how Strong they were. It took alot of Muscle to Massage My Durable Body.

The Situation was Even Better than anyone might already think. My Last Standing Nymph Took it upon herself to Try to Work the Stiffness out of My Third Leg. Helis was Paying Full Attention to My Undefeatable Manhood. My Regeneration must be more than what I could See Via My Stats because the Hungers of My Cock were Unquenchable. Whatever was the Case I seemed Incapable of having a Soft Dick with My Harem Around. Thank God For Helis and Her Phenomenal Blowjobs. I was Enjoying Her Third Attempt at Sucking all the Life out of My Shaft when The Adventurers Arrived.

It Really, Actually was the Best Time for them to Arrive. While My Physical Body had been Resting, Enjoying the Delights of Being Pampered by My Women, My Mind Had Been Hard at Work in My Dungeon. Nobody Said I couldn't Mix Work with Relaxation. I Figured it was an Excellent Way to Manage My Time. I Shouldn't Actively Partake of My Harem for Too Long, but I Could Certainly Accept Their Appreciation for Me While I Expanded My Kingdom and Provided for Our Security.

When I'd first Checked My Dungeon Sight I was Impressed with How Much Further My Domain had Spread. More than 1 Mile in Radious. From My Understanding that Ment My Dungeon had Increased a Full Mile Out In All Directions from the Center of My Domain. So the Current Diameter of My Domain from One Side to the Other was Currently Double My Radious. So... 8.6 Miles From One Side to the Other in a Sphere. My Territory was Huge considering it Wasn't Just the Surface that I Controlled.

But Until Now there'd been a Space that I hadn't properly Taken Advantage of. The Radious going up into the Sky above the Surface. After some thinking I realized I was Wasting a Resource. Space. I was Utilizing as much of My Underground Space as I could when it became Available. However I hadn't done anything with the Surface. My Breakthrough to Realizing that I could Access more Space Above My Dungeon came when I discovered that I'd been Discarding The Very Bedrock of My Domain. Stone. When I Created an Underground Cavern I had Two Options. Shift the Stone Somewhere else or Eliminate it by Banishing the Unneeded Rock. Unfortunately I realized that I'd been Effectively Deleting Stone without Thinking about the Difference. Only Now did I realize My Mistake. I could use my Extra Stone to Build Upwards. All the Way to the Limit of My Radious. At least, I could Go that High if I wanted to Announce Myself by Creating a New Mount Everest in a Place where The Largest Mountain on this World Didn't Exist Before. Mount Everest was "ONLY" 5.5 Miles Above Sea Level. So my Current Maximum altitude of 4.3 Miles was Far Too Big to Ignore. And I had No Idea how High I already was Above Sea Level. Within a few Days I could Actually Create a Mountain Even Larger than Mount Everest. If I was so Stupid. Perhaps Someday I could Be So Bold. But I wasn't willing to take that Risk Today. Such an Act Would Attract the Attention of Those Powerful Beings I wasn't yet Equipped to Handle. No, I wouldn't be that Dumb. But I could Raise the Surface by... perhaps Half Mile. That would increase my Underground Domain with Miles of Newly Created Space. If I gradually sloped the natural land from the Boundaries of my Territory it would be Very Difficult to See the Difference. The Elevation would Affect the PlantLife, but with My Dungeon Providing Mana I doubt Any Species of Plant will Actually Die off. Already the Greenery above My Underground Kingdom was Growing ever more Lush. The Forest and Grasslands weren't being tended to By My Dryads so the Extent of their Growth wasn't so noticeable. However the Environment was Healthier and became more Vibrant by the Day. My Crystalline GodsBlossom Dryad Daughters would soon Expand Their Own Influence to the The Mana on the Surface. Their Effects to the PlantLife will be Immeasurable Canceling any worries I might have about Adding More Elevation in the near future.

Decided on a Course of Action I Expanded My Dungeon upwards. Raising the Ground using Stone I was removing from My Underground Territory was Easy but Time Consuming. Enjoying the Tender Services of My Harem made the Process so much more Enjoyable. After Several Hours of Shifting Stone I managed to Maximize the Space I could reasonably expand to Without Drawing Unwanted Scrutiny. I Expanded my Hives and Aphid Super Garden then I Got to Work Elsewhere.

I was very pleased with the Results. My Delvers Dungeon was now Much Larger. It could hold Dozens of Adventuring Groups and they would only run into each other Occasionally. I had Miles of Caverns, tunnels and Caves for them to Explore. My Dungeon Creatures didn't wait For My Orders, they Scattered Throughout the New Terrain Carving out Territories of their Own to Stake their Claims On. Many Fights Broke Out as My Monsters Sought to make Safer Lairs or Secure Supremacy over their Future Hunting Grounds. But when all was done I was Proud of my Work.

I'd decided to leave the Long Duergar Trap Tunnel in place. It'd served me well and I may have a further use of it some day. I would keep it as My Only Connection to the Deeper Underground. By now the water had Fully Drained, the Bodies had been removed and all of the Loot Collected for My Armory and Treasury. All the Non Enchanted, Non Golden Duergar Trinkets I could use as Loot For My Delvers Dungeon.

I had in fact discovered a Few High Quality Treasures amongst the Grey Dwarves. The Large Crossbow that had Wounded Ara'Lea's Collossal Serpent was One such Masterpiece. I was so Thrilled that My God's Eye acted like an Identification Spell. It was Literally and Figuratively a Godsend. For Some Reason It Didn't Work with Raw Materials, But with Crafted Items All I had to do Was Look At It with My Blessed Angelic Eye. With My God's Eye I Examined the Crossbow with it's Explosive Enchantment.

Dekor Haror's Crossbow- Artifact(24%)/Dwarven Relic(11%)/Exquisite Quality/Magical Heavy Crossbow: Crafted Long Ago by The Master Dwarven Artificer Dekor Haror. Crafted from The Alchemically Treated Taut but Flexible Cartilage of an Elder Wyvern, Fortified to Last Forever and Survive Significant Amounts of Damage with Dwarven Tempered Adamantium. This Double Limbed Crossbow has Double the Draw Power of Other Crossbows of it's Type. A Grandmaster Human Enchanter Laid Two Enchantments upon this Crossbow.

UnLiving Cartilage(The Cartilage of this Dead Beast is Alive but without Consciousness. Given Enough Time This Material Will Heal itself Naturally as though the Beast it Once Belonged to was Still Living. The Healing Speed is the Same as The Wyvern this Cartilage was Harvested From. However the Maximum Healing Factor has been Enhanced to Near Absolute. This Cartilage will Always Return to a Perfect State of Health No Matter the Damage Received.)

Explosive Bolts(Small Blast Radious)(Projectiles Fired by This Weapon Explode When they Become Embedded in Something. The Size of this Explosion is Based on The Speed of the Bolt. Projectiles that Don't Explode Lose their Explosive Potential within 14 Seconds of Being Fired.)

Important Historical Moments: Used By Umren The Near Dead in the 8th Battle of Gergins Hammer During The Blood Gargnant Invasion. This Crossbow was used to Slay Ogomonnth the Last Gargnant Overlord. Bringing a Final End to the Conflict. Without any Surviving Overlords the Invasion Fell Apart and the War was Won by the Dwarves of Gergins Hammer.

Back when I Looted Abria's Troops of Their Gear and Items. I found Some of this information to be more than a bit confusing. Since then I've seen more examples of the Multitude of Items Available. I've filled in the Gaps in My Knowledge that Prevented Me from Comprehending What I Was Looking At.

My Understanding of The Grade System for Equipment was limited to "Exquisite" Quality and Below, however My God's Eye Did give me Some Insights that helped me to Understand the Entire System. If it was Classified as an "Artifact" that Ment it was Created Many Generations Ago. How many Exactly I didn't know, but I believe Items Become Artifacts Due to Extensive Age. Age also Played a Factor in the Item's Condtion, but that Varied Based on Materials Used and if their Enchantments were Designed for Longevity. Over Time Items begin Accumulating an Aura. That's what My Innate Knowledge tells me. That Items become Artifacts when their Aura has reached a Certain Point in it's Development. The Artifact tag actually conferred a Bonus to the Overall Item. An Artifact's Overall Potency was Increased Based on the Aura of the Item. An Aura that Slowly Grows with Age. I also Suspect that Auras Grew Slightly in Response to Their Roles in Major Events, but I had No Proff of that only a gut feeling.

Some Items I recovered held the "Duergar Relic" tag. This was because it held some Racial Significance to whatever Race the "Relic" Trait Belonged to. In those Cases Duergar. In the Case of My New Crossbow it Was a Relic of Dwarven Significance. How this Relic came into the Hands of the Duergar I'd probably never Know. But because of that Racial Significance such an Item was "At Home" in the Hands of that Race. The Bonus varied Depending on How Important that Relic was to that Specific Race. And I'd Just Discovered that Some Items were Relics of Multiple Races. Having Changed Hands through War or Simply Time. I wondered how difficult it would be to find a Relic that I could gain a bonus from. I can't imagine there being an Overabundance of Dragon or Minotaur Relics.

Then there was the Quality. After Looting Items from the Naga and the Duergar I'd Seen Enough Quality tags that I've come to understand their Meaning.

Scrap

Poor

Common

Fine

Superior

Flawless

Exquisite

From what I've Infered from My God's Eye I believe there were only Two More that I Hadn't Yet Seen.

Epic

Legendary

Starting From Worst there was "Scrap" Quality. And as You could Guess, Scrap ment it was no better than the Quality of most Trash. "Poor" Quality ment that it was better than most Crap Items but it still wasn't very good. At least it was useful. Then came "Common". It was Easy to understand that Common Items were... Common. Not bad Quality just your Average Everyday Items and Equipment that can be found everywhere at a cheep price. "Fine" Quality Items were Above Average in Some Way but weren't considered extraordinary. "Superior" Quality Stated that the Item was an Noteworthy Piece, but still wasn't a Perfectly Crafted Representation of what it was supposed to be. "Flawless" Quality was Well... Flawless, a Perfectly Forged Example of itself. You could Add More Flare to it, but you couldn't Improve what was already there. "Exquisite" Quality was only a step above Flawless in that it was Crafted with the Added Ornamentation to make it Stand out as Better than the Rest. I was 90% certain that the only Two Qualities above Exquisite were "Epic" and "Legendary". "Epic" Quality was the Step between being an Amazing Work of Art and Items Who's Craftsmanship Transfixes the World with the Fables Told About Simply Seeing them. Epic Items were those Terrific Crafts that were not Quite Legendary but were Still Far Above the Level of Crafting that Most People could Accomplish. And then, there was "Legendary" Quality. A Sword that could make an Elder Dragon Weep with Sorrow at the Thought of Melting That Blade with it's Flame Breath, thus Leading to that Blade Carving Out The Heart of Said Dragon. Equipment and Items who's Magnificence Defies Logic. While they may not even be Magical they Possess a Quality that any Being would Kill or Sacrifice Anything to Obtain. So often that was Why Legendary Items Weren't Owned by Commoners or Simple Warriors. Kings, Warlords, Religious Leaders, Dragons, Gods and Many other Powerful Individual's Coveted Such Items. They Held the Potential to Retain the Most Powerful of Magical Enchantments.

My Understanding of the Quality of Items gave me a bit more Insight into Enchanting. Better Quality Items Increased the Size of the Overall Enchantment Capacity and Increased the Potency of Any Potential Enchantment. This was the Rule, but wasn't always the Case. A Higher Level Enchanter will Almost Always Produce Better Enchantments than a Lesser Enchanter. But give that Lower Level Enchanter Much Better Quality Items. Depending on the Difference in Quality His Enchantments Could Outstrip the Better Enchanter's Finest Works. However, the Wasted Potential of those Quality Items would Probably Be Immense compared to what the Higher Level Enchanter could Do with that Same Exact Item. So Of Course the Most Powerful Beings in this World would Desire The Best Quality Craftsmanship whether they were Already Magical Or Not.

The Duergar Army had a Standard Set of Gear for Each Soldier with a few Deviations. For instance. It looked like Each Soldier was Allowed to Choose whether they would carry a Crossbow. They also could pick their Own Weaponry, although Tower Shields were a Requirement. All their Standard Gear was Superior or Fine Quality and were All Lightly Enchanted. Their Steel Plate Armor was "Rune" Enchanted with a Substandard increase to their Durability. Good enough to Make the Steel Somewhat Tougher to Break but Not By Very Much. I felt like their Runic Enchanters had Rushed the Magical Process or had been Negligent with the Materials used in while Runecrafting. I felt like those Runic Enchantments were Designed to be much Stronger. Perhaps it was Another Sign of the Corruption Rampant in the Duergar City.

Their Weapons All held Duel Runic Enchantments. One Enchantment was for that Substandard Durability while the Other Created a Magically Keen Edge if it had a Blade. Or an Additive Swing Weight Enchantment if it was a Blunt Weapon. Exactly as it Sounded that Enchantment made the Bashing Weapon Heavier when being Swung. The Longer the Mace or Warhammer was in Motion the Heavier it Became. It was probably a devastating Weapon in the hands of Strong Dwarves. Too Bad they Hadn't Gotten Much of an Opportunity to Use Them Against My Soldiers. Neither of the Weapon Effects seemed to be as Pathetic as the Durability Enchantments. Making me believe that the Overall Power of this Army Was Indeed being Watered-down with Weakened Gear. Was it Avarice or Neglect? Either was a Real Possibility.

There were 7 other Treasures of Note recovered from the Duergar Army. Two of them were Looted from other Elite Soldiers.

The Fist of Crag Moer- Artifact(52%)/Flawless Quality/Magical Gauntlet: Crafted Long Ago by The Duergar ArmorSmith Dagn UenArm. Crafted from Forged Duergar Steel, Hardened with Alchemically Powdered Drake Bones and made more Resilient by being Quenched in Troll's Blood. This Ordinary looking Heavy Duergar Soldier's Gauntlet is Nigh Unbreakable on it's own. A Duergar RuneSage Laid Three Runic Enchantments upon this Gauntlet.

DrakeBone Toughness(This Armor is Soaked in the Essence of a Powerful Drake's Bones and a Potent Rune has Harnessed that Essence to Harden this Gauntlet. The Durability of this Armored Gauntlet has Increased Beyond Natural Limits by the Measure of the Toughness of the Slain Drake's Bones.)

Immovable Resilience(This Gauntlet is Incapable of being moved except by it's Wearer. The Wearer's Arm and Hand Will Feel No Impact Nor Take Any Damage Unless the Gauntlet Itself is Broken Through or Avoided Entirely.)

The Strength In Magic(Any and All Magic that Attempts to Break this Gauntlet Only Succeeds in Making this Armor more Durable. The Arm this Gauntlet is Worn by Receives a Physical Strength Percentage Bonus Equivalent to 0.1% of All Accumulated Magical Power to Ever Attack this Gauntlet.(Wearer's Arm Receives a 238% increase to Physical Strength.))

Important Historical Moments: Used By Corrm Siglin to Single Handedly Fend off an Iron Golem. The harder the Iron Golem Pounded Against this Gauntlet the more the Metal Construct Destroyed Itself. Slowly Falling to Pieces under the Weight of it's Own Attacks. This Magical Gauntlet was Undamaged by the Event.

That was a Pretty Impressive Gauntlet. Like all Grey Dwarven Heavy Gauntlets it Protected Everything from their Fingers to the back of their Elbow in Half an Inch of Dwarven Steel. Too Bad it was Built for a Duergar, it was Too Small to Fit My Hand. If only All Armor was One Size Fits All like in many Video Games back on Earth. Unfortunately the Real World isn't so Easy. I could Certainly Give it to Abria. Or Maybe one of Our Demigod Daughters. I'll think on it. I could probably increase the Gauntlet's Strength Bonus. I'd need to Subject it to Magical Damage, but as long as I didn't Destroy it outright then it'd only get Stronger and Tougher. My Fireball was Too Destructive and had a Genuine Chance to Melt the Artifact. That's exactly why I hadn't used my Fireball Spell against the Duergar Army. It would've melted all that Equipment I wanted to loot. But I had plenty of other Spells that might Work well. Or I could delegate the Task.

Hmm. Did I have Any other Offensive Magic Casters in My Dungeon? No, I didn't. That was Annoying. And Definitely a Problem. A Job Vacancy I Needed to Fill. Hmm. Neither Boudicca nor Chloe would be good choices to Birth Mage Children. I needed them to provide their own Types of Warriors. I suppose My Dryad Daughters would Come of Age Soon. They would Soon be an Option. I didn't really want to use This Month's Free Day I had for Each of My Women from "THE SYSTEM". Definitely Another thing to Ponder.

I moved My Vision to Examine the other Artifact I Obtained from the Duergar Elites.

Gundramun- Artifact(14%)/Superior Quality/Magical Warhammer: Crafted Long Ago by The Duergar ForgeMaster/RuneMason Undruda IngotSon. Crafted from Volcanic Stone and Hardened by an Expert RuneMason the Head of this Warhammer is Charged with the Essence of the Molten Stone it was Born of. The Haft and Spike of this Weapon is Crafted of Hardened Dangerous Iridium. The Crafter Herself Laid Two Runic Enchantments upon this Warhammer during the Process of Forging the Weapon.

Quietus Harnessed(The **** Magic of this Iridium Metal Haft has been Supressed and Channeled into becoming A Power Source for the Warhammer Head of this Weapon. The Very Center of this Warhammer's Volcanic Stone Head is Kept at Molten Temperatures. A Tiny Burst of **** Magic is Released, Centered on the Head of this Weapon when it Strikes Anything. When the Iridium Spike is used it Directs that Burst of **** Magic Directly into Whatever it Hits.)

Localized Volcanic Core(The Molten Core of this Warhammer Head is Affixed to the End of it's Iridium Haft, No Matter the Damage the Stone may receive. The Molten Core has been Stabilized to Last and will not Diminish in size past it's Smallest Threshold. But it can be Extinguished to become a Dead Core through being Quenched by Magic. Until the Core is Reignited by being Immersed in a Hot Enough Source the Weapon will Emit the Full **** of it's **** Magic. New Rock Matter can be Fed to this Molten Core to Rebuild and Reconstitute the Warhammer if the Stone Head is Destroyed too badly. Small Splashes of Magma from the Core are Ejected from the Warhead with Any Bashing Strike.)

Important Historical Moments: None

Iridium was Irradiated. The Silvery White Metal was Deadly to anyone not Prepared to Handle Radiation. This ForgeMaster Undruda must've known what they were doing to have **** the "**** Magic", AKA Radiation, into a Positive Aspect of the Weapon. Were Dwarves Naturally Resistant to High Doses of Radiation. Or Maybe this Master Smith Died of Radiation Sickness After her Work was Completed. Although, Perhaps Dwarven Blood just Weathered it better than Humans.

This Warhammer Really was impressive looking, with it's Blackened Volcanic Rock WarHead and Backwards Curved Iridium Spike. Smoke Rose up from Volcanic Fissures in the Stone that were lit up with an Orange Yellow Glow from The Magma that Lingered inside the Weapon's Core. The Smoky Black Rock was the Complete Opposite of the Sleek Silvery White Iridium. A Deathly Stark but Beautiful Weapon.

I wondered why this Item wasn't confiscated and used by the Ruling Caste's Bodyguards, or kept in a Vault somewhere. Surely the Duergar Upper Echelon wanted to keep such Treasures to themselves. Unless they used Unfavored Treasures to Placate their Elites and Show Proff that They Were Providing their Soldiers with Something Valuable. But Not Too Valuable.

4 of the 7 Treasures were found on the Body of the Duergar General. Go Figure. I'd suspect nothing less from a Society that'd Surrendered to Corruption.

General OreStrike's FullPlate- Exquisite Quality/Magical Heavy Chestplate: Newly Crafted by The CraftsLord of The Forge Hundis ForeSteel. Crafted from Duergar Tempered Adamantium to Last Forever and Survive Significant Amounts of Damage. Then layered over with Mithril Filigree to Better Absorb Any Enchantments placed upon the Difficult to Enchant Adamantium. A Duergar Master RuneSmith Laid One Runic Enchantment upon this Heavy Chestplate.

Indestructible Adamantium(This Chestplate has Fully Embraced the Near Unbreakable Nature of Adamantium. Nothing Less than A God's Level of Power can even Scratch this Heavy Metal Chestplate. This Heavy Armor's Weight is increased by 70% of it's Total Mass.)

Important Historical Moments: None

General OreStrike's Helmet- Exquisite Quality/Magical Heavy Helm: Newly Crafted by The CraftsLord of The Forge Hundis ForeSteel. Crafted from Duergar Tempered Adamantium to Last Forever and Survive Significant Amounts of Damage. Then layered over with Mithril Filigree to Better Absorb Any Enchantments placed upon the Difficult to Enchant Adamantium. A Duergar Master RuneSmith Laid One Runic Enchantment upon this Heavy Helm.

Indestructible Adamantium(This Chestplate has Fully Embraced the Near Unbreakable Nature of Adamantium. Nothing Less than A God's Level of Power can even Scratch this Heavy Metal Chestplate. This Heavy Armor's Weight is increased by 70% of it's Total Mass.)

Important Historical Moments: None

That Armor was Beyond Excellent, but Worth Nearly Nothing if You Stood Out So Badly from Your Soldiers as to Become an Easy Target. The Dark Adamantium covered with the Beautiful Shiny Mithril Ornamentation was so Striking that it was Obvious. The General had the Best Protective Armor that Gold could Buy, yet it Couldn't Save Him from a Single Javelin Thrown by an Expert Marksman during an Ambush. Granted the Armor would've been Far More Effective if He Hadn't leaned so far to the side and Exposed a Tiny Gap in His Armor's Neck Defence from an Angle that Most Attackers Couldn't Achieve. No Defence was Perfect. And Ara'Lea had Earned every One of those 6 Kisses I Still Owed Her. The Duergar Army had more than that number of Elites, but only 6 of them had been able to Cause Trouble and catch my Javelinier's Greedy Gaze. I Suppose I'll Gift her 1 Additional Kiss for Executing the General So Succinctly. That'd been a Masterful Throw on Ara'Lea's part. And I'd Reward My Followers for their Deeds.

HordeBreaker- Artifact(149%)/Duergar Relic(185%)/Flawless Quality/WarPick: Crafted in Ages Past by The ForgeKing Halmarud The GhostSlayer. Crafted from Duergar Tempered Pure Tungsten to Last Forever and Survive Impossible Amounts of Damage. No Enchantments are possible on Pure Tungsten.

Important Historical Moments: Used By General Eraskin Blacktouch in the Battle of The Feventine Chasm During The 1st March of The MireOrc Horde. This WarPick was used to Slay WarLord VerUctuk Forcing the Leaderless Orc Horde to Retreat.

Used By General Eraskin The HordeBreaker in the 2nd Battle of The Feventine Chasm During The 1st March of The MireOrc Horde. This WarPick was used to Slay Chief SkyShaman UimKik'Nok Forcing a Massive Magical Spell to Go Awry and Fall Almost Entirely upon the Orc Horde. The Destructiveness of the SkyShaman's Spell was devastating and Killed his Brother the New WarLord KoKumCin'Nok Forcing the Leaderless Orc Horde to Retreat.

Used By General Eraskin The HordeBreaker in the 3rd Battle of The Feventine Chasm During The 1st March of The MireOrc Horde. This WarPick was used to Slay...................

It went on and on. It was Actually Rather Hilarious how many Warlords and other Prominent Orcs this General Eraskin Killed. Battle after Battle the Duergar Slaughtered these MireOrcs Until they Gave Up Entirely. Only to come back again in a Second Invasion that The Duergar HordeBreaker Once Again Broke with this UnEnchanted WarPick. This Weapon Had 17 Important Historical Moments for the Duergar. 4 of which probably occurred after The HordeBreaker's ****. For it was still in the Hands of a Duergar General. I guess this WarPick was a Symbol of Military Leadership for Abria's Duergar City.

They would be Pissed to find out that I now had Ownership of their Storied Heroic Weapon. Due to their Rate of Travel I likely had at least 3 Days before the Duergar City might Expect News of their Army to return. So I had maybe 4 or 5 Days before the City is Aware that something is Wrong and their Defences are Tightened Even Further. I was preparing to be ready before that point. Although, I'd hoped to Give My Duergar Daughter's Enough Time to Grow. If they could be present for My Takover of the City then it could go So Much Easier.

The Last Item Looted from the Grey Dwarven General was Just.... it Just......

I couldn't help but Snicker Aloud to Myself.

I Guess Size Does Matter after All. For Everyone.

Conqueror- Artifact(493%)/Dwarven Relic(37%)/Centaur Relic(8%)/Fey Relic(89%)/Human Relic(126%)/Ratkin Relic(372%)/Duergar Relic(65%)/Flawless Quality/Magical Ring: Crafted in Ages Past by The Dwarven Master BlackSmith Fengi Dordmen. Crafted from Pure Solid Gold Recovered from a Slain Dragon's Hoard. A Human ArchMage Laid Two Enchantments upon this Ring. A Half Fey Half Elven Enchantress Laid the Size Matters Enchantment upon this Ring.

No Worries(The Wearer of this Ring Receives Complete Immunity to Any Sexually Transmitted Diseases and May Also Choose to Toggle their Fertility On or Off. Has a 13 Hour Cooldown Until it can be Toggled Again After Switching Fertility.)

Enticing Alure(This Ring makes the Wearer of this Ring Look, Smell, Sound, Feel and Taste More Appealing to the Senses of Members of the Opposite Sex. 340% increase to Positive Sensations Experienced by the Opposite Sex. 340% increase to all Persuasion Attempts against All Members of the Opposite Sex.)

Size Matters(This Ring and the Flesh Appendage it is Attached to can Change to Any Desired Size so long as the Ring has enough Material to remain a Ring. Can Expand to the Size of a Thin Choker on a Large Human's Neck. If the Ring is Removed then the Appendage will remain in Whatever Shape it's in at the Time of Removal.)

Important Historical Moments: Used By.........

Used By.........

Used By.........

Used By.........

I took One Look at the Gargantuan list of "Important Historical Moments" and promptly decided not to read every Entry in that list. I certainly didn't need to read about how Emperor Snik of the Ratkin Kingdom Seduced, Bedded and Sexually Dominated Every Elvish Nobewoman in The 3 different Elven Realms he Conquered. And He wasn't the only Ratkin to have Used This Ring to Change the History of their Race. There were Thousands of Important Historical Moments for this Relic. For it to get an Artifact Aura Score of 493% it must be Positively Ancient. It'd fallen into the Hands of Many Races over the Eons. Looks like the Fey, the Humans and the Ratkin had gotten the most use out of it. I suppose they were Rather Amorous Races. But How Many other Races that weren't listed under Relic had used this Artifact? And this List only Showed Important Historical Moments. How many Unimportant Escapades had this Artifact Been Through. Millions? Billions!?

Rather Incredible that Any Ratkin to Put On This Ring would Receive an Artifact bonus of 493% Plus the Relic bonus of 372% Equals an 865% Total Increase to the Item's Overall Potency. So What was 865% of the Ring's 340% Increase. Some Mental Gymnastics Later........ Wow. Okay If our Measurements of the Wearer's Stats were all 1 in terms of Sex Appeal then 340% of 1 was 3.4 Times The Wearer's Original Appeal. 3.4 Multiplied by the 865% bonus was 29.41. So Any Ratkin Who Wore this Ring Instantly Became 29.41 Times more Sexy to the opposite Sex and could Give any Woman 29.41 Times more Sensations than Normal. That was one Sexy Enjoyable Mouse. Eww.

I myself Received no Modifiers from this Ring being a Relic. If I was to use this Ring Doing that Same Math then I'd Become 16.762 Times more Pleasing to All Women. That was More than a Simple Bonus. The other Aspects of the Ring Didn't Matter to me as much as the Ratkin and Humans might Appreciate those Effects. But the Enticing Alure Enchantment was Well worth me putting up with Whatever Gross Baggage I was Sure this Ring Held. Besides, it was Gold. A Golden Ring Forged from Gold Taken from The Hoard of a Long Dead Dragon was Perfect for My First Personal Artifact. In a way The Golden Ring was Coming Home to it's Master Race. As a Representative of both Races I felt the Need to Add Dragons and Minotaurs to "Conqueror's" Relic List.

The Last Item recovered from the Duergar Army was Discovered on the Body of a Normal Soldier. Perhaps a Family Heirloom that he should've kept Safely off the Battlefield.

Horn Of Dark Delight- Artifact(52%)/Fine Quality/Magical Drinking Horn: Crafted Long Ago by The Duergar BrewMaster Eaden Bornbrek. Crafted from The Alchemically Treated Horn Of a Wizened Old Male Satyr to Accentuate the Flavoring and Stoppered with Polished Copper Fittings to Prevent Spillage. The Crafter's Name and the Vintage of Brew are labeled in Duergar Script along the Ivory of the Horn. A Duergar RuneSmith Laid One Runic Enchantment upon this Drinking Horn.

Dark Delight Forever(This Drinking Horn is Enchanted to Produce a Never Ending Supply of Eaden Bornbrek's Best Ale, Dark Delight. It is Always Aged to Perfection and Never Goes Bad No Matter How Long the Drinking Horn Remains Full.)

Important Historical Moments: None

His Family's Loss was My Gain. Good thing the Horn Wasn't Damaged in the Battle. It could've easily been Smashed Open or Peirced by a Projectile. I wasn't much of a Drinker, but I could probably Sell the Brew for Gold when We Finally had Someone to Trade With. I'm sure a Keg of Ale Worthy of Being Immortalized by this BrewMaster would Fetch a High Price. Case and Point. This Duergar Soldier Wouldn't Leave Home Without this Drinking Horn. He probably made a Killing Selling Canteens Full of Dark Delight to his Fellow Soldiers. Maybe the Real Reason I Won so easily was because Half of the Duergar Soldiery were Drunk. Doubtful, but a Funny Thought.

Altogether it was a Good Haul of Loot that I Collected from Destroying that Army. Not as much as I expected but it was about what I might expect from a Decent Adventuring Company, without taking into account all the Hundreds of Suits of Duergar Armor, other Equipment and Trinkets.

I decided to Isolate Gundramun Near To but not within My Treasury or Armory. I Entombed it in a Prison of Stone to Keep it From Irradiating anything. Not that it could Spew Radiation without a Person Weilding it, but it made me Feel Safer. I hated to Sideline Any Useful Artifact, but I had Zero interest in the prospect of Dealing with the Longterm Patches of Radiation that would be Everywhere if someone starting Swinging that Warhammer Around. Maybe My Magical Holy Healing could Counteract the Effects of Radiation. Perhaps I was worried about nothing. However, Better to be Safe than Sorry.

I asked Abria if she wanted Dekor Haror's Crossbow, but She had No Interest in Ranged Weaponry. However she was interested in General OreStrike's FullPlate and Helmet. They'd fit her, but she'd need to insert the Padding from her own Armor to make it Work. My Duergar Consort also wanted HordeBreaker. The WarPick might Eventually go to One of our Daughters, but for now Abria insisted that She Needed to Use it.

As nobody else Currently Wanted It I set Aside the Heavy Crossbow. Dekor Haror's Crossbow would Await in My Treasury until One of My Women Wanted to use it.

The Fist of Crag Moer was nearly a Perfect Fit for QuickSilver. My Seraphim Guardian hadn't had a real chance to actually be My Bodyguard, but that wouldn't be the Case Forever. And the Immovable, Unbreakable Gauntlet was quite an Edge she could use When Combined With Her Odd Two Shielded Fighting Style. Being Unable to Feel Any Impact or Receive Damage from Blocking with that Arm would make QuickSilver able to Stop Massive Incoming Attacks Cold and Deal Devastating Strikes in return by Charging Horns First into Her Off Balance Enemies. She'd have to worry about her Shield Breaking. It wasn't as Invincible as the Artifact was. But a Broken Shield wasn't a big issue for a Woman who could Create New Equipment from Her Own Body within Moments of Losing the Old Gear.

I hung the Horn Of Dark Delight in My Treasury for Now. I would get a chance to Sample the Merchandise Eventually, but I didn't want to Drink Away My Future Fortune by becoming Too Attached to Drinking it. So I decided to put it off for as Long as Possible. The Ring, Conqueror, Fit Perfectly on My Ring Finger once I resized the Artifact from the Size the Duergar General had it set to. And, No. He Hadn't been Wearing it "Down There". Although I Still Had It Cleaned Thourghly Until I was Satisfied that All the Sins of the Past Were Polished Away.

As I finished up Deciding what to do with My Loot The First Official Visitors to Explore My Dungeon Arrived.