《Diary of Erica Kron》Day 197
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Tomorrow I will move on to refining the pieces of gear that use Portweed. I have no idea if I will even be able to get all of them to the point that they actually work, at least not with my current knowledge of teleportation.
I decide on which plant I wanted to buy today. I saw something called Grey Iris, after the eye-like appearance of its flowers. It has some necromantic properties, so I figured I should be able to use that as a loophole to get around the whole ‘healers can’t do necromancy’ thing. I couldn’t. Trying gave me a headache, trying more caused me to black out. It caused actual, serious, widespread damage to my body. Luckily it only has that effect when I use it for straight up necromancy, I can do plenty of other things with it no issues. I can use it to drain something from other creatures, I have no idea what that something is quite yet, it will require more observation, but the side effects are markedly similar to what happens when I use up too much of my soul creating Ents. This does cause me some damage, but I feel like I can fix that by refining the plant, and the damage is minimal enough to be irrelevant. I can also use it to make other things, like maybe an Ent?
Overall it was a waste. I’m sure I will eventually find a good use for it, but as of now I have better things to do than figure out what those uses are. Unfortunately, it was expensive, I don’t think I will be able to afford another plant anytime soon.
If my mana production were to become stagnant right now I would be able to reach Pearlhold in about two weeks, and that is without focusing on growing in that direction. Of course, my mana production is growing, and it is growing faster and faster and for the foreseeable future will continue to do so. It will be a week to a week and a half before I can step into the great walls of Pearlhold, already I can see it in the distance. It wasn’t all that long ago that it was a day’s journey for the average person to get there.
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I think it is pretty ridiculous just how much mana I have. I’m at the threshold where I couldn’t possibly spend all of the mana I am getting, I’m not quite sure whether or not I am passed that threshold quite yet. Either way, I have never met another creature with this much access to mana, even those true immortals that passed by a while ago didn’t have quite this much production. Of course, they also had several orders of magnitude more mana storage than me, and the same for their skills using said mana. But to be fair my mana storage is only above average for a mage of my age, excluding the gemstones. Even including the gems, I have a mana storage a bit below an average mage twice my age, hardly anything to brag about.
I could get a couple more gems, but from what I have heard having too many gems makes it progressively harder to use the gems. I am not at the point where that is even noticeable yet, but it will limit my mana storage. The problem is I don’t know any other way to improve my mana storage. It increases naturally as I age, but that is too slow. I need to figure out a way to improve my natural storage capacity, I feel like there is an answer relating to my dungeon core, but I have no idea what that could be. Maybe I could use Solar Energy to do that? Probably not, mana and Solar Energy don’t mix well.
Other than that I figured out a crude way to have a constant stream of the stuff that makes them feel good pouring into the brains of the undead. Hopefully, that will solve the problem.
Anyway, Good Night Diary.
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