Deebus surveyed the treasure of Vush's cave. There were many shredded pieces of cave-spider silk cloth around, the remains of old victims (for dragons ate the bones), but other objects of note as well. Though not a huge, piled, gleaming horde, the small items were of incredible wonder to a kobold.
On the floor, there was a ring made of puddingstone. It was plain and smooth, though very well made and quite pretty, the many colors of the conglomerate polished into a smooth surface. It would make a fine trophy for the tribe. In a small cleft in the wall there also lay a well-made copper short-sword, not adorned but in it's simplicity and the perfect evenness and symmetry of the blade there was beauty.
Chief among these three treasures, though, was the dagger. Aside from the two silver bows from Murime's temple, it was the most beautiful thing Deebus had ever seen. The whole thing was one piece of iron, of deep black and red color. Threaded through the guard and handle were rings of bone, dangling freely. The blade was what made it special, though. On the blade, inlaid magnificently in gleaming nickel, was an image of a tree, composed of sweeping lines.
All these he took, and with them left the cavernous burrow to go Southward, in search of his next target.
After crossing a river, Deebus came to the next cave. It was still the morning, and the place was in a basin in surrounded by the Tragic Walls, those feared mountains.
The entrance was a small hollow behind a tree, and within the sandy tunnel into the hillside Deebus quickly found his prey; Pateri Kalekarkenza the troglodyte. It was quick, with a crippling shot to the chest and a lethal blow to the head. She never knew what killed her.
The next target was only a short trek to the west, at feet of the mountains in the western end of the basin. Cusal Lapipenthep dwelt in a tiny den of black sand. The fight went in much the same way, only Cusal was unfortunate enough to require wounds to the eyes and chest before she passed out from the pain.
As he reflected on his rapid series of victories that morning, a shadow passed over Deebus's mind. The nearest monster on the list lived in the mountains themselves, just to the west as the kea flies. The mountains had long been spoken of with absolute dread. Though the greatest horrors were said to be in the highest parts, he didn't know how the lesser mountains were. The entire range of them was called the Tragic Wall, though.
In the end, he decided to chance it. This was what the ancestors had chosen him for, after all.
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