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.”

and find a way

me, they will provide me

on my other senses when they 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 the scent when the guards communicate with each other, despite knowing for a fact exactly

of stealth they’ve achieved is absurd. They’re like

is why it’s so fun to prod

stop it,”

Heheheheheh.

that I’m tier seven, you all need to make the push to tier six,” I tell the invisible squad of babysitters. “If I’m going to be rumbling with tier eight enemies, you’ll be flattened just

able

around and poke her again, with both antennae this

up your stats and combat prowess. That concealment organ

Just

prod, just to drive home the point, then I turn to Crinis and the others

We’re fresh, we’re ready for action and 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 we may need to elevate up in order to get

in unison. It’s rewarding having an audience

ticking along, but we should make sure to

nests. My rage won’t abate until I wipe that species from the Dungeon! As it turns out, we don’t even make our way out of

me and I stop to let her catch up. “Eldest. They want

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

their every move with preternatural stillness. The leader, a fairly burly-looking golgari, almost seems happy when he

radiate out around me like

latch onto the mercenary, then I bring his two followers into

so soon,] I greet them. [Excellent, excellent. I suppose your

them grimace as the force of my mind impacts onto their own, and I make a conscious effort to tone it down. I

cargo in their boat, depositing a dozen

out at quite a rapid clip. We sailed two mountains west and tried our luck, ran into a nest

of centipedes. They’re probably being spammed everywhere on this level of the Dungeon. New spawn points will