Chrysalis

My first nap as a tier seven, a deep and satisfying torpor that I luxuriate in. Indeed, life is only complete when one gets their eight hours! I’ve been flat out for way too long, to the point I’ve started to worry that the Torpor Police might disappear me.

That would have caused quite a stir, I’ve no doubt.

They do an incredible job of hiding, those little ninjants, but ever since I picked up the Vestibule, it’s been impossible for them to conceal themselves from me.

Unlike my bodyguards. Whatever it is that they use to create the strange forgetful effect was powerful enough to give me trouble for a little while. Ever since my evolution, though….

I reach out with one leg and poke at the air.

….

I poke again.

….

Another poke, harder this time.

“... Is that really necessary, Eldest?” Protectant complains.

Gweheheheh.

“I just find it fun, how easily I can spot you now.”

The guard smells decidedly unhappy about it.

“We would like to know how you do it,” she grumbles, “out of professional courtesy.”

way. You’d just try and find a way around

as they’re ants who believe in me, they will provide me with Will. As long as

actively try to conceal themselves. I can’t see Protectant with my eyes, or even feel it when I poke her with my leg, or detect

achieved is

is why it’s so fun to prod at them. Poke.

Please stop it,” Guardiant

Heheheheheh.

of babysitters. “If I’m going to be

we’ll be able to

poke her again,

hide from already. You need to seriously bump up your stats and combat prowess.

alright! Just

home the point, then I

we need to get some Levels into you, pronto. Hunting in the fourth stratum is likely to be our best bet, but at the same time, we need to be on standby in case they need us in the third. There’s some funky business going down up there, and

them nod in unison. It’s rewarding having

ticking along, but we should make sure to contribute to the Colony stockpile, since you three are all maxed out.

wipe that species from the Dungeon! As it turns out, we

catch up. “Eldest. They want to see you down on the

highest priority on this stratum, I won’t let them get a foothold. I rumble down to the shoreline, my friends in tow, only to find the mercenaries from earlier

surrounded by a host of ants that watch their every move with preternatural stillness. The leader, a fairly burly-looking golgari, almost seems

my strength radiate out around me like this. Weaker

onto the mercenary, then I bring his two

greet them. [Excellent, excellent.

mind impacts onto their own, and I make a conscious effort to tone it down. I can’t be scaring away our

begin unloading the cargo in their

all things considered,] the leader grunted warily. [The Dungeon seems to be spitting them out at quite a rapid clip. We sailed two mountains west and tried our luck, ran into a

Gandalf and his love of centipedes. They’re probably being spammed everywhere on this level of the Dungeon. New spawn