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

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 sparkled

then combed before being oiled. The Legions

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

throne room, waiting to be announced. After some time an overdressed,

before the carved and gilded entrance doors, where, after a pause they

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

three times with his staff, a massive stone shaft

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

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

woman, advanced in her years but with the sharp gleam of intelligence still bright in her eye. Queen Verita had ruled with grace and

people he didn’t particularly want to meet. As if detecting his souring mood, Corrin, the Mercenary Union president in Liria, winked

sigh and glance back at Alberton, who appeared to be completely rigid, his eyes locked to the throne

be completely useless, as

men had reached the edge of the

be at ease Legionaries" Verita

Queen Verita" Titus

was almost in panic as the

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

the Queen had only called this formal 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 to attend in full formal garb was possibly the Queen

your uh,

"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 Titus cleared

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

a slight pause before

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

if I may?", she bowed towards the

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