YES!

Stepping into the cave, you are astounded to find that the inside... looks exactly like a cave. All you see are rock walls and hanging stalactites. The sound of dripping water echoes from somewhere deeper within the cave.

You take a few steps and round a corner. Yup, more cave. Suddenly there's a shimmer of light and the dank passage inexplicably straightens out into a brick-walled hallway with doors and glowing orbs every so often along the wall for lightning. It must have been warded with an illusion spell.

The first door opens to a nearly empty room, occupied only by a pair of empty chests, one of which is knocked over. The second and third are similarly barren. Seems to be par for the course for you.

The fourth door has a sign on it, "Patrick's Room. Stay out! Especially you, Snakebitejack!" Huh, guess the guy really is an asshole. You turn the handle but it doesn't budge. So you step to the side and Bones deftly cleaves it open for you. The two halves of the door fall away and you step in.

Finally, some mother fucking epic loot!

Inside, it honestly looks like some dork's bedroom. There's a stained carpet on the floor, an unmade bed in the center, a ramshackle desk, and a literal ton of low level junk everywhere. But amongst the mess of it all, you see treasure chests. Not like the ones left behind in the other rooms. No, these were high capacity, masterwork chests. The sort only a master theif could pick open or a max strength barbarian could smash open. But you have a feeling that there's a third option.

You summon a dark orb. Concentrating, you form it into a tighter and more densely packed ball. Eventually you shrink it down to the size of a ball bearing. Then you flick it into the keyhole on the nearest chest's lock. There's a small explosion inside the mechanism and suddenly it's powder coated white. A moment later it flickers out of existence and the chest opens all on its own. Inside is a heap of gold and a pair of enchanted gauntlets.

"Gather the rest of the chests and bring them out and guard them," you order.

Your troops include throat slitting brigands and feral gnolls... decent fighters but not exactly the most trustworthy lot.

Back outside, you see men and gnolls celebrating their hard fought victory. Thanks to SK, you have a sizable **** of skeletons roaming around as well.

"Master, look what I got for you!" Gabrielle calls to you, excitedly.

Huh? That was quick. She's already set up all of her equipment and is banging away at a piece of glowing iron. Off to the side stands a LvL 2 amazon girl, arms shackled behind her back and chained to a nearby stake in the ground. She looks uncomfortable and angry as men stand around and gawk at her.

"This isn't how the game's supposed to work," she curses to the amusement of the brigands.

You raise an eyebrow as you approach.

"She paid me and gave me crafting supplies to make a pair of gauntlets of strength. Instead, I made a pair of strength draining shackles. Master, you should have seen the look on her face! She was in such a hurry to equip them that she didn't even check the stats!" Gabrielle says.

"I had no idea that you could make cursed items, pet," you say, astonished.

New and devious ideas are already taking shape in your mind.

"I couldn't before. But ever since you freed me from that place, my craft list has more than doubled. And cursed items are super cheap to make, too," she says.

Elsewhere, you hear a shock of thunder as your captured wizard girl expends all of her MP into the earth.

"You have done very well, pet," you say, stroking her cheek.

She nuzzles your hand, "does this mean you'll let me cum?"

You chuckle, "Perhaps. But in the meantime, what you've done here is very promising. I want you to make another pair; these ones suitable for holding a wizard."

"Of course, Master! I have just the thing in mind. What are you going to do with her?" she says nodding towards your 'gift'.

You bring your hand to your chin, thoughtfully.

"She's of too low a level to be worth much in the way of XP. But I think she can be useful in other ways," you say.

"Dominate," you cast. Then, as you walk by, "Suck his cock."

The angry amazon falls to her knees, a look of complete wide-eyed astonishment on her face, as she begins yanking at the brigand's buckle with her bare teeth.

"Thanks, Lord Vader!" he calls as she wraps her lips around his cock.

You simply nod your head and keep on walking.

"Leia, report!" you demand a few minutes later.

"Master, I've taken the liberty of organizing patrols and having the men begin seting up camp. Your tent is being put up as we speak," Leia says, stiffening up as you approach.

"Very good. Meet me there once it is," you order.

"Y- yes, Master," she says, an uncharacteristic note of apprehension in her voice.

Not knowing her punishment is clearly getting to her. Truth be told, you rather enjoy watching her squirm.

"And be prepared for your punishment," you add before walking away.