Stepping through the portal, Tycondrius arrived at the foyer of Hero's Hearth.
The small Dungeon was the previous home of Hero Ravidius the Lionhearted and was a paragon of modern architecture.
Each room was kept warm by mana-powered heating circuits underneath the wooden flooring. The walls were fortified by varied layers of defensive enchantments. And the kitchens--
Oh, how Tycon loved the kitchens...
The kitchens had dozens of conveniences, from a walk-in icebox to keep food from spoiling, contraptions that could sustain precise roasting temperatures, and even a magic tube that provided purified drinking water on demand.
But the greatest treasure in the Dungeon was not tools or weapons or marvels of arcano-engineering.
It was personnel.
Hero's Hearth was the heart of the Anti-Lizard Offensive, serving as a communications hub and the source of general orders for their offensive fronts.
Tycon - “Were you aware of our movements through the Abandoned Forest?”
Sasha - “Of course, Father. We can even control sections of the Trap Path from the central console.”
Tycon - “Ah. Hm...”