I created a simple tunnel to get out of the mountain. My hunger was growing. I needed to eat something. From the throne room, I imagined a tunnel that ran out about ten feet then went south until it cleared my throne room. I turned it west towards the nearest side of the mountain.
"Make a little cave. Something natural" whispered Souleen as I did. She floated on the Void Crystal before me as I worked. "Then deploy your will o' wisps to guard your dungeon while you're gone."
I nodded and made a cave that broached the side of the mountain. The irregular terrain swept back about thirty feet then butted into a door. A stout one, made of metal that was locked. Only I had the key. Behind it, I formed a guard room. I pictured Sviesos and her sister will o' wisps stationed there, ready to fight and protect my dungeon.
The black energy rippled out from me. It spilled through the air and shaped reality. I clutched tight to the crystal as it happened. I felt it burning bright. I smiled at that. I was so glad to shape things. To mold my dungeon and extend its reach even further.
"Oh, my, they're gone," Lana Fulmine gasped. "Sviesos? Zaibas."
"They're fine," I said, my stomach rumbling. "Right, Souleen?"
"Of course, they're fine," she said. She giggled. "You wouldn't hurt them. They are where you positioned them, ready to fight and protect your dungeon."
"Okay." I glanced at Lana. "We need clothing."
I clutched at the Void Crystal. It could make all manner of things. I pictured a heavy robe made of gray for Lana to hide her outlandish appearance. Mostly. She would stand out in it, but she might not be seen as inhuman. She could fold her wings and, hopefully, not stand out. For myself, I went with a pair of heavy boots, wool pants, a shirt, and a vest. It all flashed into appearance on the floor at our feet.
Lana picked hers up, this look crossing her face. "This is for me to wear?" Disapproval dripped from her lips.
"Sorry," I said, grabbing my new pants and pulling them on. They felt so different from modern clothing. The stitching was thick and it had no zipper or fastener, just lacings that I had to knot up. "I need to hide you. Unless you want to stay here."
"What, no!" she gasped. "Who's going to watch out for you?"
"I thought so," I said. I knew I wanted the company. I had this magic, but this was a new world. It would be strange. Unusual. I wasn't quite sure I knew where to go.
I laced up the pants and then pulled on the shirt. It felt baggy and had a V-neckline, the collar dangling loose. Over that, I pulled on the vest. The socks were knitted wool that stretched around my feet. They were thicker than I was used to wearing. I shoved my feet into the leather boots and laced them up. They felt comfortable. Like they were meant to fit my feet.
Well, I did make them for me.
Lana, still grimacing, pulled on her robe. Her wings folded around her body. It fit her, though was bulky, hiding her curves and her silver skin. She pulled up the hood, looking almost like a friar. But her face and hands were still so obvious.
"Try to keep your hands tucked into the sleeves of your robe," I said. "And keep that hood drawn. Maybe no one will realize you have silver skin."
"I could just embrace being a monster girl," she said. "Strut in a stylish Loro Piana maxi dress."
"Or a pair of booty shorts like Jane Dangerous wears?" I asked.
"I know you would love to see me in that," Lana purred. "Mmm, my number-one fan would jizz all over those booty shorts before peeling them off my ass and sodomizing me hard and fast. Then I would cum so hard."
My dick throbbed. It was so tempting, but my stomach growled.
"Maybe later," I said, wanting to see her in the outfit of her most iconic role before I did just what she said. God, I could jerk off onto that peachy butt, coating those khaki booty shorts in my jizz before ripping them off and going to town on her ass. But I was getting hungrier by the minute.
I found the gold coins in my loot chest and tucked them into the vest's inner pocket. It was why I went with it. I had heard that about visiting cities, especially as a tourist. Never keep your wallet in a back pocket of your pants. Make it somewhere hard to get at.
I liked the idea.
I felt the coins as I held out my arm to my robed Lana Fulmine. She took it with grace and we walked out of the Vault and through my bedroom. We passed into the empty living room, the hallway to the throne room, then the even longer hallway out to the surface. I had a great deal of space to play with.
To built a proper dungeon.