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.”

try and find a

tell, as long as they’re ants who believe in me, they will provide me with Will. As long as the energy is flowing, they’ll be lit up

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

stealth they’ve achieved is absurd.

so fun to prod at

Please stop it,”

Heheheheheh.

the invisible squad of babysitters. “If I’m going to

we’ll be able to hide

around and poke her again,

you need to hide from already. You need to seriously bump up your stats and combat prowess. That concealment organ has

alright! Just

I turn to Crinis and the others for a

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

three of them nod in unison. It’s rewarding

along, but we should make sure to contribute to the

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 the tunnels before someone finds us

I stop to let her catch up. “Eldest. They

get a foothold. I rumble down to

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

It’s nice to have my strength radiate out around me like

spin together a mind bridge and latch onto the mercenary, then I

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

impacts onto their own, and I make a conscious effort to tone it down. I can’t

unloading the cargo in their boat, depositing a dozen of the offensively

them pretty quickly, all things considered,] the leader grunted warily. [The Dungeon seems to be spitting them out at quite a rapid clip. We sailed two

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