Atha: Dungeon core. World domination hopeful.
I hook both of my arms around the humans and allow for the one with the harp on his back to feel up my ass. He bites his lower lip, and I wonder what he will say, when he finds out that I have two dicks?
Probably that I am made for threesomes.
I chuckle at that, and he turns to stare at me.
"So, introductions. My name is Augustine. I am a song weaver. This is Vincent, he is an archer," the harp player says, and I nod.
"My name is Atha, as I said before," I say, and they both turn to stare at me.
"Like the Atha from the story about the dungeon core Leander?" Vincent asks, and I shake my head.
"No connection," I say, and he looks disappointed. Alcandino's story, while the dungeon core was still active, was a grand one. Nowadays, though, Leander and his lovers prefer to stay in their tunnels, and laze around. Which is why the dungeons sprouted back up. At least, the Father of Monsters is no longer around.
