He didn't know what to expect when he would actually meet a white whistle in the flesh, oh yes he had heard countless tales of them as any orphan raised in orth would easily admit, many themes would be present in these, strength, wisdom an extraordinary amount of will to continue against all odds... That takes a completely different light in the circumstance.

But one theme above all, mystery, would always be present, nobody understood their methods or their modus operandi, nor did any care, the whistles have always been seen as untouchable unattainable levels of skill and knowledge, so as long as results are lauded, the people together with the local government are more than willing to turn a blind eye of any kind to many a inhumane or depraved behaviors, so long as its hidden from the public eye, so important is the shroud of mystery, one could say its their identity itself.

Naturally he panicked "Breckan... you're Simred? As in the Simred in Lady Ozens group?"

"hahahaha Calm down boy, im the one asking questions here, you'll get your answers in due time"

Simred gave a pause "Woah there, Lazy Ozen? Dunno how she will react to that one, first time I've heard it for sure"

"Well shes a white whistle, I cant just call her by her name without SOME respect!... Am i wrong?"

"You arent wrong per say, people usually just call her Ozen the immovable, we call her boss though i gotta say lady Ozen definitely rolls off the tongue easier than 'ozen the immovable', less of a mouthful too"

"So i made it to camp, that's a relief"

During their brief conversation Breckan heard various pairs of footsteps descending the stair way towards his prison or rather, room serving as a prison, the thought that went into the planning and construction of the seeker camp was truly ingenious, the tree is a rest stop for delvers descending towards the third layer providing a much needed intermission from the stress of the first layer, including a safe and comfortable place to sleep, the glowstones can be easily extinguished for a near perfect darkness along with the fresh cold air wafting through the small round cutouts along the wooden "walls" make for peaceful dreams.

The elevator is instrumental for quick and easy descents sparing delvers from porting hundreds of feet of rope, the tree of porta is owed that as well, it furnishes the frame for the elevator too, being living wood it will never rot lowering the cost of maintenance.

But most importantly the coming and going of delvers can be monitored, being instrumental to descend into the third layer meant all lawfully sanctioned delvers would take the elevator, creating a checkpoint of sorts, so anyone spotted descending from alternate locations would be delvers exploring the second layer, on a training expedition- or illegal delvers with no clearance from the orthan government, in which they are reported back to the surface via balloon so a hunting party can be sent to investigate, apprehend, or kill, drastic measures are taken because these raiders are very likely to attack anyone who stumbles upon them to conceal their presence, or to steal their relics, after all, its easy to ambush a tired party of delvers running low on supplies, sleep, energy, AND being tormented by the curse.

This is counterproductive for orth, a country whose economy relies on relics retrieved from the abyss above all else, the country cannot afford be losing delvers (which take a significant amount of time and resources to train and raise) and relics to foreign invaders who contribute nothing to the land nor care for it, why would they, its not their nation, they are just here for the money.

"I don't think you should be relieved just yet, you still gotta talk to the Boss"

AUTHORS NOTE:

Hello there guys, yeah its been a while, i know the chapter is short but i felt like it was a good spot to leave it, because the next scene has to be well thought out and impactful, ozen is a legendary character and i want to do her justice, i also really like her, i think shes cool.

But anyways i also wanted to let yall know that i went back and read every single chapter and tried fixing as much stuff as i could without rewriting the whole damn chapter, im not gonna lie, i didn't think i was even capable of writing so bad even though that was 5 years ago, i found so many things i didnt like, so many continuity errors, and just bad linking, and bloat words, it took me hours even though this fic is pretty short.

i noticed i was flip flopping between metric and imperial systems, me being from a country that still uses the imperial system conflicts with made in abyss that is based on metric, maybe one day ill go back and convert everything to imperial just for lols.

I know that my punctuation is trash, for that i apologize, english is my secondary language and my phones autocorrect is dogwater, till the next time!