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 with

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

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

it’s so fun to prod at

stop

Heheheheheh.

babysitters. “If I’m going to be rumbling with tier eight enemies, you’ll be flattened just by being

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

poke her again, with

stupid! You can hide from everything you need to hide from already. You need to seriously bump up your stats and combat prowess. That concealment organ has soaked up way too much evolutionary

Just stop poking

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

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 to the

of them nod in unison. It’s

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

centipede 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 the tunnels before someone finds us with

to let her catch up. “Eldest. They want to

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

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

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

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

[Excellent,

make a conscious effort to tone it down. I can’t

to my question, the three of them begin unloading the cargo in their boat, depositing

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

Gandalf and his love of centipedes. They’re probably being spammed everywhere on this level of the Dungeon. New spawn points will be popping up all over the