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

these creatures were designed to be solo hunters, and they certainly manage to terrorise the upper levels just fine, being pretty much the baddest thing on the block around here. So perhaps Garralosh was correct in making sure their offspring could punch hard

to survive through intelligence and cooperation, garralosh wanted to create solo killing machines that would battle their own way

tails trailing behind it. This thing is absolutely massive and I don't

Meditation.

I activate my recently acquired meditation skill and its effect comes into play immediately. Like a shutter sliding down

my keen senses, heat detection, near 360 degree eyesight, hearing, scent, were flooding my mind with information, where my inner mind was filling itself with plans, thoughts, worries and

used it. Level one skill like

minds are sealed into a vacuum, separate from the world an unassailable

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

tackled the shadow beast off me I might have kept on casting spells whilst it tore my head

little nervous as I activate the skill but as soon

that has

my minds turn to crafting magic and it's so damn easy! With the unnatural focus and concentration that the skill brings the weft and weave of the magic is

streams of gravitational energy flow out under the direction of my sub brains, swirling around each other as they drawn down in concentric circles

is dedicated. The ball of extraordinary energy looms so clearly in my mind and it's so simple to reach out with my