Chapter Sixteen: A change in Perspective

Chapter Sixteen: A change in Perspective

The Kobold

I slowly open my eyes, feeling a little sore and cold. I suppose its better than wet and warm in the belly of that tunnel horror. My eyes shoot open at the memory and I press against the wall, looking for the monster I was fleeing from for I dont even know how long now.

I replay the events of earlier in my head, piecing together what was and wasnt a dream. Being chased definitely was real, no matter how I wish it wasnt. Being captured by some strange snake probably happened? I remember being levitated here, not walking here. Is that snake still here?

I look around and dont spot it, but I do spot three odd little bundles. I slowly approach, and I see theyre mice. My stomach seems to like the look of them, but why are they wrapped in webs? Shouldnt they be dead from spider bites? Theyre definitely still alive, I can see them breathing. Well, its hardly the worst meal Ive had recently.

I eat one and find it tastes a little better than the mice Ive had before. Theyre usually only little snacks and are a bit bland, but I wouldnt mind eating more of these. Three is a good breakfast, though, and with my strength returning, I also find my mind clearing.

Could this truly be a Sanctuary? I remember the thought crossing my mind before blackness took me, but could it really be possible? The old legends speak of them being a haven and refuge for my people, but kobolds have been scattered and disparate for ages now. Those on the surface take us as simple monsters, and those underneath it take us as food or slaves.

I need to explore. I carefully peer out of the little cavern, and see only more natural stone walls and little else. Theres not even glowmoss in here. I strangle my imagination before it can run wild with theories of a sealed Sanctuary. With my luck, theres something so vile in here, even glowmoss cant grow.

Pessimism firmly and reassuringly in place, I slowly explore barren tunnel after barren passage after empty cavern. Eventually, I can hear some kind of rustling, and only survival instinct keeps me from crying out when I find the source.

The horror is sleeping, gathering its energy to resume chasing me! No, wait what?! I can only stare as I see a bone start to protrude from its mouth, before a rat wiggles out and finishes extracting its prize. My eyes widen as I finally notice all the activity around what is now clearly the corpse of the tunnel horror.

Spiders, rats, and ants are all busily doing something to the body of the monster. I slowly step forward as I see signs of a higher intelligence guiding the actions of the simpler creatures. Ive never seen anything like this! The only time Ive even heard of something like this isÑ00v€l--ß1n hosted the premiere release of this chapter.

It is a Sanctuary I murmur in awe, my pessimism evaporating. The rats should be eating, not pulling out bones. The spiders should be eating the rats, not helping them pile bones! The ants should be more interested in the flesh, not in the bones of the creature. I reverently walk around the work, wondering how such creatures could fell the monster, when I spot what defeated the beast.

Or at least, its handiwork. There are several pairs of large punctures in its side so the Sanctuary must have something mightier than the simple creatures now processing the body. Somehow, knowing the Sanctuary has something that could lay such a monster low fills me with peace, rather than terror. If it wanted to treat me the same, it easily could have. Does the Sanctuary accept me?

Perhaps the building holds some clue. The various defilers notice me as I nervously pick my way across the open ground, but none make any moves to hinder me, thank all that is good. I dont find any entrances until I get fully to the opposite side of the building, where I see a door with more writing webbed to it. I wish I had been able to learn to read, but theres precious little time to learn for a kobold in the deeps.

I cautiously try the door, and it opens without fuss. Inside, I can see a multitude of rats and spiders attacking and devouring an endless horde of small creatures, mostly mice and flies. Its hardly a surprise the windows are so thickly-webbed if that many flies are trying to get in. Across the large room, I can see stairs headed up, as well as a small group of defilers at the top. They head into a new room before they can spot me, and Im glad for that.

I explore a little more and soon find stairs down, and am all too happy to descend them. In the basement, I can even see an opening back into the caves below, and Im relieved to be able to get back down there without having to brave the hustle and bustle of the yard. Part of me wants to return to the quiet of the cave system, but I made a promise to myself to pay the Sanctuary back! Im not going to run back to safety until Ive surveyed everything I can up here!

Even if it seems the Sanctuary is fully aware of what transpires up here. Still, I climb back up to the first floor, and then up to the second via the stairs. There are quite a few large black birds perched on the railing now, but they ignore me as I scurry past them. This second floor seems full of random rooms, until I encounter something Ive never been able to take a close look at before.

Its an alchemy lab. It doesnt seem the most well-furnished, but it is definitely still a place to brew potions and do whatever else alchemists do. I never thought a Sanctuary could have a lab in it. Am I not the first kobold here? I dont think the defilers would set up a lab in a random abandoned building.

I leave the lab behind, as I dont know the first thing about alchemy, and resume my exploring. I dont meet the group that I saw at the top of the stairs, and once I find a ladder, Im pretty sure I know why. I dont want to follow after those defilers, but this ladder seems to be the only way I havent looked yet. I sigh and steel myself, before slowly and carefully climbing up.

At the top, I dont see the group, but I can hear voices coming from beyond a large window on the far side of the room, past an open chest. Curious, I move to it to look inside, just in time to see a rat drop a coin inside before scurrying off. I go ahead and close the lid, and try to process everything.

This place is still within the Sanctuary, but why are there so many defilers? Sanctuaries are supposed to fend off intruders that come to plunder and harm it, right? Is this not a Sanctuary, after all? There has to be some way to know for sure! I close my eyes as I try to think back to the legends, trying to think of something to prove, once and for all, that this is a Sanctuary.

Creatures following guidance is one of the signs, but it could just be something a wizard or a tamer did? Surely theyd want this place to themselves, though, instead of letting everyone muscle in on their riches.

Think, Aranya. Think. Slowly, memories of stories being told resurface in my mind. I can practically hear the voice of my grandfather as he relays the stories of old. Legends tell of the heart of the Sanctuary, something truly vital to it. If you are part of the Sanctuary, you will know where its heart is, and you must protect it. That is a Sanctuarys true treasure, and one that must be safeguarded at all costs!

If it is a Sanctuary, Im pretty sure its accepted me. I just need to follow my heart, and Ill find the one that belongs to the Sanctuary. My eyes still closed, I let my feet take me. I almost stop trying, as I get the feeling that its very close, but that couldnt possibly be right, could it? No it is. I can feel something, and its very close. It feels so warm and inviting.

My hands brush against bricks and I slowly open my eyes. I can feel it. The Heart. Its here. I cant see it, but I know its there, just on the other side of the bricks. I cant help but smile and just bask in the presence of a legend from my peoples past.

Sanctuary