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 way

believe in me, they will provide me with Will. As long as the energy is flowing, they’ll be lit up like a christmas tree, regardless of what they do

still works on my other senses when they actively try to conceal themselves. I can’t see Protectant with my eyes, or

they’ve achieved

so fun to prod at

Please stop

Heheheheheh.

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

we evolve, we’ll be able

poke her again, with

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

Just stop poking

I turn to Crinis and the others for a

time, we need to be on standby in case they need us in the third. There’s some funky

It’s rewarding having an

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 are all maxed out. Let’s go

from the Dungeon! As it turns out, we don’t even make our way out of the tunnels before someone finds

her catch up. “Eldest.

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

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

It’s nice to have my strength radiate out around me like this. Weaker enemies can’t

together a mind bridge and latch onto the mercenary, then

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

my mind impacts onto their own, and I make a conscious effort to tone it down. I can’t be scaring away our potential partners in claw-centipede

in their boat, depositing a dozen of

leader grunted warily. [The Dungeon seems to be spitting them out at quite a rapid clip. We sailed two mountains west and

this level of the Dungeon. New spawn points will