Chrysalis

We've killed a lot of Croca-Beasts already in our expedition. I don't know exactly how many children Garralosh has but we are seriously depleting the tables at the family reunion at the rate we are going.

I've now eaten so many of the basic Croca's that we managed to unlock the intermediate profile for them. It struck me again the riduclous number of specimens you need to consume to get even this far in terms of profiles. Just how many do you need to eat for the complete profile?! A thousand?!

What exactly does the complete profile communicate anyway? It must be something damn good to have such high requirements. Or, more likely, it doesn't and it's just the Dungeon messing with my head, as usual.

At any rate, the profile provided the following information:

Garralosh Infant :

Might: 31

Toughness: 17

Cunning: 9

Will: 6

These numbers are roughly in line with what I expected. From my experience with designing the new generation of workers, workers mk2, if you will, I know that it's so much easier to bulk up on physical stats than mental ones for a new monster. Even so, to produce monsters of this size, the cost compared to even my enhanced workers would be out of control. If I were to compare the output of the Queen to producing workers or Garralosh infants, the ants would outnumber the crocs more than five to one.

was so damned

and they certainly manage to terrorise the upper levels just

create solo killing machines that would battle their own way up the evolutionary ladder. Not a bad

tails trailing behind it. This thing is absolutely

Meditation.

time in the expanse I activate my recently acquired meditation skill and its effect comes into play immediately. Like a shutter sliding down over an

detection, near 360 degree eyesight, hearing, scent, were flooding my mind with information, where my

Level one skill like meditation? How effective

was like being ejected into space. My minds are sealed into a vacuum, separate from the world an unassailable as the mundane stimulus

that I was so detached from my own body that a monster started chewing my antennae off and I was barely cognizant of

me I might have kept

skill but as soon as I do, those

a lake that

it's so damn easy! With the unnatural focus and concentration that the skill brings the weft and weave of the magic is so smooth that the streams of energy seem to dance under the ebb of my

brains, swirling around each other as they drawn down in

clearly in my mind and it's so simple to reach out with my thoughts and PRESS,