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With the initial recovery period over, Infactorium was buzzing with activity, and no place 'buzzed' more that Hivehill. The denizens of Hivehill were, after all, responsible for tunnels in which Infactorium's new mining operation took place. Faetalis' wrath upon returning from her scouting mission had not passed unnoticed, and without questioning her, Gammaton quietly shifted Hivehill's unit production from labor to military. It may have been an unnecessary, perhaps even incorrect, prediction, but Gammaton was a decorated general, and had a pretty accurate hunch when her leaders wanted to mobilize.

So it came as no surprise that about a week later, an emergency meeting was called. In her current, larval state, Gammaton picked her way through the halls like a spider until she arrived at the meeting room. Guessing the purpose of the meeting, Gammaton had brought her two special items: her bludgeon, which looked like a giant tuning fork, and her feathered fan, to show that she was ready. "What would you have of me, Lady Faetalis?" Gammaton greeted, bowing as much as her grub-like body would allow.
Hi all,

sorry for the absence. I just need to catch up on the posts and I'll get mine out. I'm still here, and plan to be for a long time.
Back in Yggdrasil, there was a 'scavenger' mechanic that certain classes of creatures, including ants, took advantage of. Being a game, there was no such thing as 'waste material', but within the scavenger aura of a scavenger creature, whenever 'food' was prepared or consumed, 'food scraps' would be left behind that scavengers could take for experience, health, or energy. Hivehill used this principal to function as a bioreactor, and as long as there were ants in the vicinity of the Gorging Trough or the dining hall, they could collect food scraps to power Hivehill's organic engine.

But this wasn't a game world anymore, and waste was an inevitable fact of life, one might even say a fundamental, inescapable aspect of reality. Ants no longer needed to be present, yet the Gorging Trough, now operating at full force, was outputting food waste at an unprecedented volume. This sudden, rapid influx of biomatter into Hivehill allowed it to quickly replenish an impressive legion of ant and wasp soldiers. Still, due to some other restrictions, the production of the higher evolution units was still not possible, but at least Infactorium wasn't completely defenseless anymore. And one ingenious thing about ant and wasp fighters was their ability to double up as workers during peacetime, so it wasn't long before the bauxite mines were dug out, as well as the shaft to the base of the mountain.

During this time, Gammaton's host body had deteriorated to the point that Gammaton had determined that it was time to hatch and enter her next stage. Having found a secluded spot within Hivehill, the host body's spine split apart as Gammaton Infatilis wormed her way out. In this form, it would be significantly more difficult to infiltrate human society as Gammaton would need to maintain an illusion at all times, but this form was not only stronger than Gammaton Zero, it was actually the form with the highest magical ability. In this form, Gammaton would need to consume food or food scraps to build up a pool of evolution points before she could move on to her next stage, but given the Gorging Troughs recent level of activity, this would not be an issue. And it might be better to stay in this form for a while; having a dedicated spellcaster was always handy. Gammaton hoped that it would be a long time yet before she needed her final form, which was meant for warfare. Still, hatching from her egg-like state and being able to spread her legs was a very liberating sensation which she savored every time.

With her transformation process complete for now, Gammaton headed into the mines to refresh the pheromone instructions she had left to direct the mining ants with. She would also inspect the secret door Faetalis had asked her to install at the base of the mountain.
Vivian & Sylvia Altissima

@PaulHaynek @Rezod92 @Restalaan @13org @AzureKnight

As much as Vivian loved cooking, making two meals back to back was exhausting, so she appreciated Yang's help. The sister's also saw that Yang was tired, and quite possibly injured, and therefore didn't push too much kitchen work onto the tired monk. When they were finally done, Vivian followed Yang back to the dining hall, carrying the various dishes on her vines to lay on the table, only to notice that a tense situation had developed. being late to the argument, the sister's didn't know the full extent of what had been said and didn't want to butt in, but agreed with Yang's proposal that they at least eat first.

"Yes, I'm sure everyone's had a rough day. Let's settle down, have a meal, and discuss things in a civil manner," Vivian suggested.
Sorry, was in a bit of a slump. Should hopefully get a post up soon.
Haha, looks like we were all in a bit of a slump. Sorry for the delay. Will have a post up soon, hopefully.
Vivian & Sylvia Altissima

@PaulHaynek @Rezod92 @Restalaan @13org @Stern Algorithm @AzureKnight

"Yeah, we had a bit of a Giant Mouse and Devil Bug infestation, but we made them some food and expounded on the benefits of participating in civil society, instead of living like thieves," Sylvia explained, "Once they were certain that they couldn't make off with a man, I think they lost interest. Hopefully they don't come back."

At Bart's mention of dinner, Vivian slapped herself on the forehead, "Gods! Is it that late already!" Making lasagna for the vermin threw off Vivian's culinary timer. Realizing that everyone was returning sent her into a mild panic as the sisters made their way back into the kitchen. "Hey Yang, I hope you're not too tired. I might need your help to rustle up some grub quickly. I kind of spent most of my day cooking for our uninvited guests."
Vivian & Sylvia Altissima

@13org @Restalaan @Rezod92

...a still-embarrassed Haley turned to the Liliraune. "Were they also here looking for men?! Thank the gods I've already taken Freyr while Neil, Bart and Reed still aren't here. We would've had a real problem on our hands if that wasn't so! How'd they find this place anyway?"

"Yeah, it was a real pain. I had to explain to them how they can't just go around taking men if monsters and humans are to coexist. I even went so far as to give them some of our nectar, but don't worry, I didn't give them enough to do any serious harm...hopefully..." Vivian explained.

"I'm wondering if we should put around some repellant? But that feels somewhat hypocritical," Sylvia mused, "Either way, I'm glad they left. Are you guys full from the lasagna? We can make more if anyone's still hungry."

However, the offer for more food was interrupted by the sound of hooves and armor. Curious, the Liliraune followed the others outside to see what was up, not suspecting any danger.
Gammaton had written down as much as she could recall in the moment, things of immediate importance to Infactorium, as well as a rudimentarily drawn-up map of Anzelgard and it's surroundings. But since Szilard did not have a photographic memory, nor was he a cartographer, the map was dubious at best. Gammaton had rushed to put down in pen as much as he could for fear of the memories fading; after all, skills he acquired with Consume Knowledge were only temporary. Yet the memories remained, haunting Gammaton's mind, and to a degree, poisoning her judgment. Gammaton didn't like the idea of having to wrestle the memories of with Szilard's pathetic life longer than she had to, but could, for now, only hope that the memories would fade in time. having finally taken satisfaction with her report, Gammaton marched out of Hivehill, searching Infactorium for its Guildmaster.

Upon exiting her domain, Gammaton realized that she had no way of locating Faetalis herself, but recalling how the Supreme Beings themselves had a way of communicating with one another. In fact, Gammaton was fairly certain that they did this through the use of an item, most likely that silly explorer's hat that GrillBears always wore. More likely than not, the hat was in GrillBears' personal storage in his lab at Hivehill, but Gammaton wasn't ready to root through her former master's personal effects and wear his things. Perhaps at some later date, if she felt that she had earned that right to wear a Supreme Being's personal artifact without their permission or presence. With that, she continued on her way, only to run into Mae, who likely shared the same purpose.

"Ah, Mae. I suppose you are also looking for the Guildmaster to report on your findings? How did you get yours to talk? I suppose the threat of being slow-roasted over a spit would loosen any tongue. Would you happen to know where the Guildmaster might be? If not, we might as well head to the throne room, as I'm sure she's bound to return there at some point." While saying this, Gammaton was already meandering in that direction, unless Mae had another suggestion. "I also plan on requesting permission to head into Anzelgard to procure a map. I have a vague understanding of where important locations are, but some details would be nice. I can perhaps use this body for one last mission before I allow myself to hatch."
@Enkryption

Sorry, I'm still here. Just a bit of being busy with IRL and poor time management on my part. I have a post more-or-less formulated, but I just wanted to confirm a few things:

Where are Faetalis and Cormac? I know they're at a window, but is this window in Mór Brionnú? I'm asking because it doesn't seem tactful for Gammaton to just barge into Mór Brionnú without reason nor invitation, given Cormac's general surly attitude.

Also, is there instant messaging within the guild, and can the overseers use it? I assume not, since Faetalis has had to send couriers to relay messages. Would there be a guild-based way for Gammaton to simply 'find' where Faetalis is located? I supposed Gammaton can use her heightened bug senses to trace Faetalis but I wanted to know beforehand if that could be avoided since it seems disrespectful to 'sniff out' your creator.
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