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".

two men stared at each other for a moment before chuckling awkwardly. Neither of them enjoyed this kind of formal appearance. Titus felt compressed in his court garb, the

into his coat above 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

had been washed, washed again and then combed before being oiled. The Legions court auxiliaries, charge with

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

outside the throne room, waiting to be

brought before the carved and gilded entrance doors, where, after

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

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

and right the courtiers, officials and local power brokers

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

her eye. Queen Verita had ruled with grace and wisdom for

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

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

completely

two men had reached the edge of the dais they immediately saluted and

be at ease

thanks, Queen Verita"

this point was almost in panic as the eyes of the court

again. For too long you have avoided our presence, burying yourself in study.

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

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"

the Queens’ announcement all chatter in the room ceased and

Dungeon are climbing quickly, according to our projections we can expect a wave 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 into the Dungeon and exterminate the colony. In order to facilitate this level of activity, the Legion is formally requesting military

precision, there was a

blue cape expensively cut

majesty, if I may?", she bowed towards the

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