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".

other for a moment before chuckling awkwardly. Neither of them enjoyed this kind of formal appearance. Titus felt compressed in his court garb, the lace, the buttons, all of it stretched and

insignia was sewn into his coat above his heart, the symbol of the Legion stitched in blue thread on a deep, black

robes, his beard had been washed, washed again and then combed before being oiled. The Legions court auxiliaries, charge with overseeing the organisations’ interactions

he was forced to it, Titus would have to admit that watching Alberton get presentable was the only enjoyable

an antechamber outside the throne room, waiting to be announced. After some time

before the carved and gilded entrance doors, where, after

Titus of the Deep Legion, Loremaster Alberton of the Deep Legion!" boomed the

three times with his staff, a massive stone

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

light streaming through the large, arched windows and playing across the elaborately carved pillars that supported the ceiling were impressive each time he saw them. Liria had been prosperous for a long time and

Verita had ruled with grace and wisdom for more

irritated to see amongst the officials gathered near the dais some people he didn’t particularly want to meet. As if detecting his souring mood, Corrin, the Mercenary Union president in Liria, winked cheekily at him

who appeared to be completely rigid,

be completely useless, as

men had reached the edge of the dais they immediately saluted

be at ease Legionaries" Verita greeted

thanks, Queen Verita" Titus replied

to Alberton, who by this point was almost in panic as the eyes of the court focused on

avoided our presence, burying yourself in study. I am very pleased you were able to attend

up and come to court every now and again to keep his doting Aunt happy. If he’d been skipping out

honor, your uh, Aunt"

to 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, commander Titus of the

the room ceased

four. In addition to this, Legionaries on guard witnessed a monster ant close to the surface. Due to the special nature of this creature, the Legion intends to advance deeper into the Dungeon and exterminate the colony. In

a slight pause before several officials began

Union leather armor, blue cape expensively cut to

I may?", she bowed towards the

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