At one point today I felt my connection to my trees grow stronger, but it only lasted for a moment before returning to what it was before. Luckily I managed to gather a small chunk of mana during that time, mana that I turned into Solar Energy. It seems I still have a bit of Sunflower inside me, though it is useless for anything other than turning mana into solar energy. I am going to turn half of the mana my dungeon core produces into Solar Energy, any more would leave me too weak to do anything.

Shortly after that I saw my captors, or at least the people that will be guarding my metal box for the next little bit. There are three of them, all of them flesh and bone, and none of them mage types. Makes sense, they are just as affected by the anti-magic stuff as I am, it’s best to put people here that aren’t terribly affected by it.

The captors seem to be in a jovial mood, it seems that they think capturing me wasn’t the worst mistake they could have made. Unfortunately, they were too tight-lipped around me to reveal anything interesting.

I studied the anti-magic effects on the walls today and it was remarkably similar to the way Pipeweed works, only better and on metal instead of plants. It reminds me of the mana room I made a while back, the one that was stolen overnight. I feel like those two things are directly linked.

Unfortunately, there is nothing I can do about that as the source of the effect is the metal itself, and I can’t even try to manipulate metal.

My captors were careful to avoid bringing in any plant material when they entered, and they would have been successful if it wasn’t for some fungal spores getting in during that brief moment. Nearly all of them were killed by the anti-magic effect, it is actually impossible for something that small to survive without magic, but I managed to preserve a couple of them with Solar Energy before they died. The spores are more or less mundane, which is probably a good thing because it requires less Solar Energy to do something with it than it would otherwise. Unfortunately, I have very little Solar Energy, enough to maybe make a mushroom the size of my palm and half as thick, not enough to really do anything with.

I’m rapidly shrinking and physically regressing. I currently have the body I had when I was eleven or twelve, I don’t know when the regression will stop. I hate the feeling of starvation, it is the feeling of helplessness, of despair. It makes me angry, and scared.

What do these people want with me? What have I done to make someone want revenge on me, or maybe I’m just a bartering chip against someone close to me.

I wish I had more in my little cell than a simple piece of hide, even just some clothes would be nice. It’s cold in here, and pressing bare skin up against cold metal isn’t exactly comfortable. The piece of hide isn’t even big enough for me to lay down on, at least not yet, one small benefit of starving I guess, and even if it was it isn’t exactly good as insulation.

I understand why they took my clothes, it was obviously plant matter, but I wish they would have given me something to wear, even if it wasn’t cold it is hard to cover myself up with only one arm. But what I really want is something to eat, some warm soup maybe?

This whole event is making me anxious and paranoid, so much so that at times it makes it difficult to think. If I needed to breath I think I would find myself hyperventilating more than once today. I need to get out of here, but I have no idea how I am going to do that. It will take weeks to get enough Solar Energy to use the fungus to force my way out of here. Other than that I have no idea what I can do to get out of here faster.

Now, I need to sleep. I don’t have access to my sleep aid and I’m tired. Sleep will be a nightly thing again, unfortunately. I also burned my Fate just now, it let me snag a small piece of meat between the bars when one of my captors tripped and dropped his meal on the floor. It wasn’t much, but it was something.

Anyway, Good Night Diary.