The next morning Rebecca was prepared for the dawn and did her morning prayers to Lathander.
To some who know that elves especially the High Elves worship Corellon. They might find it odd that Rebecca a High Elf is a Paladin of a Human Deity and not the God of the Elves Corellon, the main reason is Corellon is just the God of the Elves, and Rebecca wants to travel and help all in need, to do this she needed to follow the ways of a god who wasn’t restrictive to one race like Corellon is. She wouldn’t want Corellon to not allow her to heal an Orc, as the rules specify specifically the animosity of Orcs and Elves, so to avoid this she chose a deity who didn’t mind helping people of all races. To this however due to the portfolio of Corellon having all elves besides the dark elves who are under the Goddess of spiders’ portfolio, Corellon is fully aware of what all elves under his domain are doing. So, by picking a Human God, Corellon is aware of Rebecca’s choice to follow Lathander Human god of the Dawn and renewal. Just to be clear, Lathander only has one race he despises, the undead, while Corellon hates Orcs, Dark Elves, and all who follow the Goddess of Spiders which is a substantial list of intelligent beings.
Rebecca however was unconcerned that Corellon had taken issue with her choice of Deity. Corellon felt the only way to get her to change her faith was to make life more complicated for her indirectly. Instead of confronting her, he instead had the leader of the Elves on the second world of Nísoitisgis teleport directly to the entrance of the local dungeon with an army of High Elves, they under the cover of night had cleared the dungeon, found the Dungeon Core Rooms, defeated the Ancient Red Dragon which was the final Raid boss of the Dungeon and the leader of the Elves took the dungeon core and placed it on his personal staff/scepter. Once they left the dungeon door the Elves then all teleported to their capital on the World of Dragons. Corellon hoped that this would set in motion a chain of events which would force Rebecca to accept him as her personal god. Oh, how he was so very wrong.
After Rebecca had finished her prayers, Lil’dude lazily stretched and joined her for breakfast. They had Cheese Omelets, as it was by far their favorite mutual food. While Rebecca tended to like more Vegetarian with just a little bit of Fish or Chicken, the teen was a massive fan of Meats. They however both agreed Eggs and cheese was amazing in the morning. Once done they grabbed their packs and had Herminia open up the guild for them to turn in the quest and sell the collected materials.
At the same time, once she had recovered from being violated by an army of Elves, “Annie O’Kirika Stryfe” the Dungeon Core of the “Gunslinger’s Grassland Dungeon” reviewed her current status, she was now aware where her core was, and could see everything within 60 feet of the leader of the Elves. He even had used a wish spell from her already. However having 200 High Elves enter her dungeon, and earn XP inside of her had given her enough Divine Experience to raise her dungeon to level 15, more than enough for her to create an Avatar, and make 14 more floors, she decided though only the first few would be old west, those would be for fun, the rest would be as deadly as she could make them. To include what a gamer would recognize as a floor designed to be a perfect recreation of Super Mario Bros 2: The lost Levels, and another floor based on Dark Souls.
To an outside person they might not understand why a living core dungeon would feel the need to regain their dungeon core once taken when it doesn’t prevent them from controlling their dungeon, nor from creating an avatar to experience the world outside. The reason Dungeon Cores feel strongly about reclaiming their cores is because the Dungeon core is similar to the most sensitive body parts on a human. They might not physically feel much inside their dungeon, but they feel everything happening to their cores. Plus, the Holder of the Core can once a day cast a wish spell by calling on the dungeon core’s power. This doesn’t take away anything from the dungeon besides the ability to cast that same spell once a day, from their avatar. Although their powers of creation inside their bodies is unmatched compared to even a god. However, they are unable to use their powers outside the dungeon, except when using a wish spell from their avatar body or the holder of their dungeon core. So, to regain her core she made an avatar, sadly due to the rules of the world she is unable to make the avatar higher than level 1. However, she did make her how she wanted, and had no restrictions for gear.
As soon as Rebecca and Lil’Dude were finished with selling off the bison and the echinacea roots and parts, and before they could pick a new quest for the day, they heard the sound of a large motor heading towards the Guild building.
“Lil’dude, if I didn’t know better that sounds like a High Tac Japanese motorcycle engine, almost like a Kawasaki or Yamaha.” Rebecca said out loud as the three of them looked out the door.
Just after saying that, the sound of a Motorcycle breaking hard outside the Guild office happened. Rebecca looked to Herminia who looked baffled by the sound, and then to Lil’dude who was tilting his head looking at the entryway to the Adventurers Guild, as a Young woman smashed the doors open.
She looked the personification of a human cowgirl, she had sunny red hair, a straw style cowboy hat, brown leather chaps, with jean short shorts, a white blouse that exposed her belly, and a brown leather vest with a six pointed star that looked a lot like the Texas Rangers Badge, and not the State Police from Texas, but the Baseball team. She had a shotgun on her back a pair of six-shooters at her hips, a tiny pistol attached to one forearm, and a very evil looking sci-fi pistol strapped to her thigh, on her feet she had a matching pair of cowboy boots with a pair of daggers holstered in them. On her belt she had a dagger and a Tomahawk both done in a Native American fashion. Through the swinging doors Rebecca could just barely see a Bright Red Motorcycle which looked just like one from a famous 90s Anime. Rebecca almost facepalmed, but she resisted it as this girl was the weebiest weeb girl she had ever seen, and this was comparing her to herself, who owned full versions of all the weebiest Manga and anime you can imagine.
“Just the pair I was hoping to find!” she said, “let me introduce myself properly, I’m Annie O’Kirika Stryfe, and my Dungeon Core was stolen last night by a bastard of a High Elf and his army of elves. I need help, and you are the only adventurers who can help me.”
“Um, okay, how can we help you?” Rebecca asked.
“Well first, I saw your stored inventory when you entered my dungeon yesterday, and even though you nearly got taken out by that bison, the fact a pair of level ones when up against an animal who can one shot most people at that level, you challenged it anyway, and survived. Not a small feat, and frankly I need allies who can help me face an Elvin nation, only it’s not even on this world, but the next one over that looks like a moon from here.” She then shivered, “ugg his gross hand keeps stroking my core, it’s just a nasty feeling.”
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“You need us to raid an army on another world? You realize we’re just level one and have no means to travel from one world to another.” Rebecca said carefully.
“She’s the hottest girl in the world” Lil’Dude said staring at the Dungeon Avatar.
Both Rebecca and Annie looked at the catboy.
“Umm, yeah, well same here, I can’t make an avatar higher than level one, but I can give them any thing I can make in my dungeon. So this avatar is geared, and well we will have to power level to at least level 20 before we can even try to get my core, and that might take some time, I know, it’s a pain, but honestly I’m even willing to make it an official quest. And Party with you both, I even made a Devil’s Ride in the shape of a Motorcycle so I can keep up with you. Plus as a Ranger I can provide needed ranged attacks.”
Rebecca sighed, “Lil’dude, how say you, let her join our Party, and then quest to get her core back?”
“Sure, Mom, I think it’ll be fun.” Lil’Dude said.
“Ok, sure, but you realize it might take a few years to gather the kind of power needed to take on a Nation of Elves.” Rebecca said.
“Empire actually, that other world is full of Empires and Dragons. The Emperor of the Elvin Kingdom. Is the guy we are after, so yes, we’ll need a lot of power, and yes I’m aware it might take years.” Annie said.
