Chrysalis

Chapter 16

The waves are a mystery to us. Ever since the very first, during the cataclysm that came to be known as ’The Rending’, when huge surges of monsters were spawned in the Dungeon below and tore their way onto the surface in great numbers, we have failed to find the reason why ’waves’ of monsters suddenly flood the dungeon.

Some of my predecessors have postulated that the Dungeon uses the waves as a device to repopulate itself when monster numbers are too low and regular spawns are not sufficient to maintain a healthy population, whatever that may be. There is evidence to suggest that lower monster numbers increases the likelihood of a wave.

Yet there are records of waves occurring even when the dungeon is pact to bursting, though it is far more rare for this to happen, to be sure.

From the private notes of Alberton, Loremaster of the Legionem Abbyssi, Liria.

"You look fine".

"I don’t feel fine".

"Do you ever feel fine?".

"Shove off".

"It’s just a meeting".

"You can’t be serious. A formal call to arms before the entire court is a ’meeting’?!"

Titus shrugged, "this is the way your dearest aunt wanted it done".

Alberton grimaced and tugged at his lace collar once again, "you know I don’t like having to face my aunt".

"We really made a brave Legionary out of you, didn’t we Alberton?"

"Shove off".

"That’s shove off, commander".

of them enjoyed this kind of formal appearance. Titus felt compressed in his court garb, the lace, the buttons, all of it stretched and pinched at his

large insignia was sewn into his coat above his heart, the symbol of the Legion stitched in blue thread on a deep, black background. Under one thick

beard had been washed, washed again and then combed before being oiled. The Legions court auxiliaries, charge with overseeing the organisations’ interactions with the nobility, had almost had to tie the Loremaster down as he howled and protested the

watching Alberton get presentable

they were stewing in an antechamber outside the throne room, waiting to be announced. After some time an

and gilded entrance doors,

Deep Legion, Loremaster Alberton

their names the official struck the floor three times with his staff, a massive stone shaft with an elaborately carved

courtiers, officials and local power brokers turned to eye their approach, stepping back to clear the center of the floor, allowing them to approach

pillars that supported the ceiling were impressive each time he saw them. Liria had been prosperous for a long time and the

her years but with the sharp gleam of intelligence still bright in her eye. Queen Verita had ruled with grace and wisdom for more than thirty years, much beloved by her people. The Legion had benefited greatly from her trust

to see amongst the officials gathered near the dais some people he didn’t particularly want to meet. As if

who appeared to be completely rigid, his eyes locked to

be completely useless,

the edge of the dais they

be at ease Legionaries" Verita greeted

Queen Verita"

by this point was almost in panic as

avoided our presence, burying yourself

Loremaster was supposed to scrub himself up and come to court every now and again to keep his doting Aunt happy. If he’d been skipping out on coming here then forcing him to attend in full formal garb was possibly the

uh,

cities prominent groups to discuss the activity within the Dungeon and the course of action to take from

in the room ceased and Titus cleared his throat to

break in the first strata in as little as three days, perhaps four. In addition to this, Legionaries on guard witnessed a monster ant close to the surface. Due to the special nature of this

speech, spoken rapidly with military precision, there was a slight pause before several officials began chuckling openly whilst others

cape expensively cut to flow from her shoulders,

I may?", she bowed towards the

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