Chrysalis

They do understand that what happened at Greystone is due to the golgari attempting to drop a mountain on my head, right? It’s pretty simple, don’t try and kill thousands of my family members, and I won’t cause any trouble! It seems straightforward to me!

For whatever reason, the child-emperor, or at least, the port officials who represent him, don’t seem to have grasped such simple logic.

So we come to the current situation.

The authorities have graciously allowed five thousand ants to enter the walls at a time, so we’ll be able to get everyone rotated through over the course of our three day stay. I suspect they’ve been so generous in the hopes that it increases the likelihood of damages, or perhaps they’re just confident in their security.

I, however, am a little more restricted in my movements than the other ants.

Right now, we are marching down a main thoroughfare, easily wide enough to fit me in three times across, surrounded on all sides by silver-armoured guards and a team of mages watching the mana around me like mana-hawks.

[It’s the only way they were going to let you in,] Marzban explains, apologetic. They can get a little precious when it comes to potential damage to the city.]

I mean, I suppose I can sympathise. If I lived inside a literal work of art, I wouldn’t want strangers scuffing the place up either.

[It’s fine,] I sigh. [I could have just stayed on the ship, but I’m guessing the Colony demanded I be allowed on shore.]

[Pretty much,] he confirms. [Not that Eran would have reached an agreement that didn’t have you come ashore either. She feels like the Colony is taken more seriously by people who see just how powerful a monster it has produced. A tier seven mythic is nothing to sneeze at, and adds legitimacy to your position as up and comers.]

Well… that’s nice to hear, I suppose.

their noses out of buildings, or come to the footpath to watch us go by. At least nobody seems afraid. They get a little uneasy

nest, so our journey comes to an end when we

the warehouses are amazing. Damn this

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pile into the dark and enclosed space. I’m just happy to be able to stretch my legs, so I wander into an unoccupied warehouse and settle

That’s the good stuff.

with me. Standing to attention, in post all around me, eyes straight forward and hands on their weapons. Even

a mind bridge, but decide against it. Instead, I slowly start to

These guards

[Yes. And?]

are they going to be

the shore, Anthony. This is what we

[Ugh. Seriously? Fine.]

all the time was annoying enough, but there were

a mountain. An unimportant part, I should add. Eh, it’s fine. This is the motherlode

this becomes an issue, is if someone goes out of their way to

It’s going to be fine! Nothing will happen! I need to distract myself from thinking so

Cobalt! Can

heads into my warehouse soon

“What is it, Eldest?”