Dungeon management
We headed home, Aeldrya grumbling every step of the way. By the time we finally arrived there, she looked utterly defeated. She was still terribly upset, mind you, but it seemed she had lost her will to fight for the time being. We ended up standing quietly at the entrance of the dungeon. She stared at it for a good while, pale as a corpse, before she finally managed to utter the following words: “We better hide this thing well.” “Don’t worry about it. Placing a wardrobe in front of it will do the trick.” The actual entrance to the dungeon was a few steps underground, and the opening in her basement leading to it was not particularly large, so unless someone was specifically searching for it, the chances of someone stumbling into it were slim at best. “I’m not so sure about that… “
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