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.”

just try and find a

long as they’re ants who believe in me, they will provide me

The organ that causes me to ‘forget’ or ‘ignore’ their presence still works 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

they’ve achieved

why it’s so fun to

Please stop

Heheheheheh.

“If I’m going to be rumbling with tier eight

if we evolve, we’ll be able to hide from you again…” Protectant

and poke her again, with

up your stats and combat prowess. That concealment organ has soaked up

alright! Just stop

then I

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

in unison. It’s rewarding having an audience

hunt and gather Biomass. I need a fair bit to get my mutations ticking along, but we should make sure to contribute to the Colony stockpile, since you three

until I wipe that species from the Dungeon! As it turns

her catch up. “Eldest. They want to see you down

foothold. I rumble

every move with preternatural stillness. The leader, a fairly burly-looking golgari, almost seems happy when he notices my approach, even as he winces under the

have my strength radiate out around me like this. Weaker enemies can’t even stand up

onto the mercenary, then I bring his two followers

[Excellent,

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

the three of them begin unloading the cargo in their boat,

[The Dungeon seems to be spitting them out at quite a rapid

probably being spammed everywhere on this level