“Looks like you aren’t the only dungeon born around here anymore.” “What did you just call me?” Dale had never heard the term, though it sounded like it would make an amazing title for a book. “It means that you are beholden to a dungeon for your life. It either created you, gave you back your life when it was lost, accepted an oath from you, or your parents were created by the dungeon. You don’t even know what you are? You didn’t bother to ask?”
