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".

kind of formal appearance. Titus felt compressed in his court garb, the lace, the buttons, all of

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

part, Alberton 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, had almost had to tie the Loremaster

it, Titus would have to admit that watching Alberton get presentable was the

stewing in an antechamber outside the throne room, waiting to be announced. After

and gilded entrance doors, where, after a pause they were

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

his staff, a massive stone shaft with an elaborately carved lion

officials and local power brokers turned to

ceiling were impressive each time he

the sharp gleam of intelligence still bright in her eye. Queen Verita had ruled

gathered near the dais some people he didn’t particularly want to meet. As if detecting his souring mood,

glance back at Alberton, who appeared to be completely rigid, his eyes locked

completely

the edge of the

may be at ease

Queen Verita" Titus replied

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

see you again. For too long you have avoided our presence, burying yourself in study. I am very pleased you were able

meeting in order drag Alberton out to visit. The idiotic 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

your uh, Aunt"

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,

Queens’ announcement all chatter 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 creature, the Legion intends to advance deeper

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

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

I may?", she

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