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".

awkwardly. Neither of them enjoyed this kind of formal appearance. Titus felt compressed in

on a deep, black

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

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

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

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

Deep Legion, Loremaster Alberton of the Deep

their names 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

elaborately carved pillars that supported the ceiling were impressive each time he saw them.

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

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

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

would be completely useless,

of the

be at ease Legionaries" Verita

Queen Verita" Titus replied

turned her attention now to Alberton, who by this point was almost in

you have avoided our presence, burying yourself in study.

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

your uh, Aunt"

cities prominent groups to discuss the activity within the Dungeon and the course of action to take from this point forth"

in the room ceased

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 aid from the

there was a slight pause before several officials began chuckling openly whilst others

her official Union leather armor, blue cape expensively

may?", she bowed towards the

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