#2332

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She loves this grub so fucking much, you guys. 

Time to get to work. 

We’ve got a progeny to ensure, so I think Kanaya is extracting the Grub’s reproductive capabilities - some Mother Grub equivalent of an egg sac, or a womb. 

Trolls might be about to go extinct on Alternia, but maybe we can still reboot the species. We just need a new Mother Grub, a stockpile of troll DNA, and somewhere to raise the larvae.

Looks like I was on the money. 

This Mother Grub is a virgin, which never contained troll DNA - but she still has this trollish organ, covered in the same material that their horns are made out of. Plus, her own horns are rather troll-like themselves. 

It’s possible that the two species are even more closely entwined than I thought. Maybe the Mother Grub is actually a subspecies of troll - or maybe some troll larvae mature into Mothers, the same way a bee can mature into a queen. 

This is an extremely valuable object, so Kanaya takes the logical course of action. the sylladex is pretty underrated as a security tool, and if it were used more liberally, we could have avoided a couple of problems already. 

Now, Kanaya, I know what you’re going to say - but please try and use that thing as an alchemy ingredient. This feels like our first step on the path to a troll-human hybrid, or some other, equally mad science. 

You often fantasize about being a true rainbow drinker from your literature. It would be a life of darting between the shadows, of persecution and being misunderstood. And of ROMANCE. You would drink heavily from its multicolored well, and the hemospectrum would be your wine list preceding the great feast of passion.

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