Role

Chapter 4

Take it all.
Added Mon Jan 24 16:51:16 2022 at level 47:

The first time was surprisingly easy. She didn't have to even do anything
except to do nothing. The dwarf was swinging his pick away at a
particularly stubborn vein of ore, and she could see the rocks above him
shifting.

She said nothing, and the rocks fell. It was a quick death.

And she was strong again.

Temporary, again. But now she had the hunger, and the knowledge of how easy
it was to snuff out a life and take it for her own.

The dwarf's replacement fell into a swift-flowing underground river and
drowned. The last member of her original group tripped from a ledge and
plunged into the shaft below.

That one had been a mistake. They never found his corpse, and it taught her
the importance of patience. Such a waste of Weh.

It was the seventeenth slave that died (he somehow managed to fall on his
own pickaxe, twice) that gave Sazven her chance.

Weh had made her strong before. It had made her fast before. This time, it
made her both.

The overseer did not expect the spindly creature to push him from the ledge
into the shaft below. He did not expect her to be so fast, or so strong -
for every one of the Overseer's knew the lizard was weak and harmless.

Sazven took her chance, and was free. She gave no thought to the seventeen
slaves that had died so she might live. They were gone, along with the
innocent and kind young saurian that had first come to the mines.

It was just her now.

She missed the strength already.

She set out to find number eighteen.