*The scene opens to a overhead sight with many tents near a huge building with humans in large quantities surrounding A large bonfire in the boy scouts esque camping trip looking area*
???• Hey!!~ Everybody!!~ Its Gonna be dawn soon, Let's head out to the dungeon!, Line UP!
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Abraham• *Looking up towards the stone entrance of the dungeon he reads the unreadable runes and somehow comprehends them..* 'Dragon's eye, Nice.. it appears to be A name? The Nameless Dungeon home to the Nameless ones.. huh? aren't I nameless? confusing also it seems its natural to not tell your name since i've never heard anyone talk about there's usually using their actual names.. I wonder why that's is? ... eh whatever not like Im ever gonna tell me Name out loud or anything' *Continuing to walk inside the Dungeon Abraham starts to wonder.. about what Cliff was talking about* 'He was talking about how the demons and humans formed a quick truce against someone who was forgotten in the modern age currently but that's not possible.. im almost sure that the gods must have sealed the information away.. so how does cliff have it..? .... bewildering'
Charlie• so what do you think about the situation?
Abraham• AH! what the you scared me- you were acting like a background character you rarely talked...
Charlie• wow that's very hurtful... ... Anyways I saw you move your eyes in specific patterns that could tells me that you could read the runes, no?
Abraham• ... yeah..
Charlie• what does it say? i'm curious
Abraham• ... it said.. The Nameless Dungeon home to the Nameless ones..
Charlie• ... sigh~ so its random slop great *leaning slightly backwards and slowing his walking speed to regroup with the rest of there cohort of six he opens his mouth just before exiting Abraham's view* Your a ScumBaaaaaaa~g....
Abraham• ... for what, did I, Deserve that for.. I can't help but wonder.. 'that guy is a real piece of work aint he..'
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???• OK LETS STOP HERE AND MAKE CAMP! OH AND FOR THOSE WHO WEREN'T LISTEN LISTEN UP AND LISTEN WELL MY NAME IS OSMOND DUARTE YOU BEST NOT FORGET IT INCASE THE TERRIBLE.. anyways we all need to set up camp this dungeon in particular is very strange in the fact that it alters your perception with time one day here could be two outside of it as well as the fact that there are simply only special grade creatures even the vermin crawling around are special grade there's not a single Mundane so if you see a creepy crawler even A Worm that could possibly be a harmless vermin that feeds on the pollen that doesn't exist on poison ivy you IDIOTS use as toilet paper I suggest you alert literally anyone else about it otherwise we'll dig your grave and make up a story that paints you heroic which I will not do myself. Take turns with the night watch and you all should be fine.. two people up at all times don't fall asleep if your on night watch else penalties will incur! DO YOU UNDERSTAND!
{Group in unison}???• YES SIR
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Abraham• h-huh~ is that cliff? *Leaning up Abraham would sneak over to cliff whos making there way deeper into the dungeon for some reason*
Abraham• ... 'lets just follow him for now..
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Cliff• it should be ah-Hah! there we are The nameless ones tomb the place where the, with the help of the dragons consented or not the gods sealed away the spirit of said nameless his soul imprisoned and sealed, his Corpse however was consumed by a Myriad of Dragon Hatchlings.. But I digress I'm talking about taboo anyways I should shut up talking to oneself is also poisonous regardless of the taboo.. anyways lets see *Cliff would reaching into his pocket cliff would pull out a small note* Thanks Father.. for the following to work.., the Trade must be done by themself with no witnesses! ... *looking around cliff would then turn his head back to the small paper* Read the symbols on the wall, ..... then profess your relation to the nameless deity... and wish not for power but for a Trade.. alright then.. lets start..
Abraham• ... 'best to do as the paper says I guess'
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*As Cliff Starts to wonder around the area he notices that multiple old coffins with dust on them are around and wonder of the history he hears A Rock Be "tossed" or flung across the ground almost as if someone tripped over a small stone... turning around Cliff would see nothing.. until*
Abraham• ... What're ya doing bud