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".

chuckling awkwardly. Neither of them enjoyed this kind of formal appearance.

heart, the symbol of the Legion stitched in blue thread on a deep, black background. Under one thick arm he carried his dress helm,

was draped in his most elegant robes, his 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,

Titus would have to admit that watching Alberton get presentable

stewing in an antechamber outside the throne room, waiting to

and gilded entrance

Loremaster Alberton of the

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

officials stepped forward into the massive hall. To their left and right the courtiers, officials and local power brokers turned to eye their approach, stepping back to clear the center of the floor, allowing them to approach the dais on which the throne

arched windows and playing across the elaborately carved pillars that supported the ceiling were impressive each time he saw them. Liria had

still bright in her eye. Queen Verita had ruled with grace and wisdom for more than thirty years, much beloved by

officials gathered near the dais some people he didn’t particularly want to

to be

completely useless, as

the two men had reached the edge of the dais they

be at ease Legionaries" Verita

thanks, Queen Verita"

attention now to Alberton, who by this point was almost in panic as the eyes of the

too long you have avoided our presence, burying

up and come to court every now

uh,

the dais. "We have gathered representatives here of many of our great cities prominent groups to discuss the activity within the Dungeon and the course of action to take from this point forth" Veritas said, "to begin,

Queens’ announcement all chatter in the room ceased and

the surface. Due to the special nature of this creature, the Legion intends to advance deeper into the Dungeon and exterminate the colony. In order to facilitate this level of activity, the Legion is formally requesting military aid from the throne to assist in securing the city from the wave, freeing Legion

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

in her official Union leather armor, blue cape expensively cut to flow from her

I may?", she

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