A stranger with a lantern!

The noise grew closer and closer until it was almost on top of him, and then suddenly their was a blinding light only a few feet away. Eyes watering Aaralon drew back in pain, holding his hands before his sensitive eyes, crying out in shock.

"And what do we have here?" A guttural voice muttered from behind the light. Aaralon strained to see, but couldn't see anything beyond the light which he could now see was a powerful lantern, held out on a pole. "A human, young too... What you doing down here boy?"

"Please... I... I don't know where I am! Who are you? Where is this? How do I get out of here?" All the questions just bubbled out of him at once, he couldn't help himself. Aaralon knelt staring desperately beyond the light trying to see anything of who he was talking to.

A dark chuckle came from the shadows. "Your under the mountain of Karan Tor, in the Great Mountains. And whether you get out or not is still up for debate." The figure stepped into the light suddenly, revealing himself. Aaralon gasped as the Dark Dwarf stood squinting in the light.

The Dwarf stood only four and a half feet high, short and stocky, with incredible muscles showing under his leather armour. In his left hand he held the pole holding the lantern, while in the other a huge battleaxe was held effortlessly. But Aaralon barely had time to register this, his eyes drawn almost at once to the Dwarf's face. The only Dwarfs Aaralon had seen until now had all been Light Dwarfs, who lived near the surface. He had never encountered one of the legendary Dark Dwarfs, also known as Deep Dwarfs. And all the legends seemed to be true. The Dwarf's beard was thick and black, but matted with grease and what looked like bits of food, while his skin was an unhealthy grey colour. However the eyes were what scared Aaralon. The Dwarfs eyes were milky white as though blind with no pupils at all, yet the Dwarf could obviously see.

Smiling, showing firm yellow teeth, the Dwarf set the lantern down, placing it into a small groove on the cavern wall, before laying his axe aside as well. "It's been nearly a year since Memp sent me anyone, I had thought he had forgotten our deal."

Memp knew this Dwarf? "What deal do you have with Master Memp?" Aaralon demanded, moving to stand, trying to ignore his nakedness.

"Ain't no Dwarf women about... So sometimes your Master Memp sends me a pretty boy for me to play with... Must say, he's picked a stunner this time..." The Dwarf's grin grew wider as he began to slide down his leather trousers, showing a huge thick cock already pulsing with blood underneath. "You and me are going to have a fun time..."