After lunch and a little rest, Damian, Lucian, and Torvin met up with the Faerunians. There wasn't much to negotiate. They had already decided what the prize of the membership on the high board was going to be. And they asked that of all three countries.
Access to their dungeons.
"Don't you have enough of them already? Ours is nothing compared to what you can already find." Alex said. His mother eyed her son for being so direct, but said nothing.
"I don't want the resources or use them for levels. My aim, as I already revealed before, is simply to study them - I need to check as many as possible to find the truth hidden inside." Damian replied.
"Truth?" The queen of Faerunia asked.
"He is fascinated by the civilizations inside." Alex took up the responsibility to explain, "Just like we somehow broke out of the dungeon floors and entered the real world, the dungeon was based on; he is probably trying to understand that better."
