《Diary of Erica Kron》Day 241
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Today I realized that I am an idiot. At the rate i’m progressing with external mana manipulation it will take years before I can make a mana bag to store Solar Energy, but that doesn’t mean someone else can’t do it. While Mest is the uncontested number one when it comes to magic around here, at least for a little while as I think the Ents are catching up, he wouldn’t be a good fit there because of how difficult it would be to communicate. So who better than the Progenitor or the Cognacit of Ents? Yes, i did learn those words today, no I was not waiting all day for a chance to use them, you’re delusional.
In all seriousness though, they will be perfect for this task. I can communicate with them with thoughts instead of words, and speaking is pretty difficult when i’m trying to manipulate Solar Energy, plus I’m not skilled enough at language to properly convey what i’m trying to make in the heat of the moment. On top of that, they are the most naturally gifted mages Mest has ever seen, I would say that about me, but that doesn’t really mean much because I haven’t met many mages.
Also, Par’s tribe is less of a tribe now and more of a large village, or at least that’s what Tiddol said, I still have not seen a city of any size in my life, except Par’s of course.
Since I had most of the day to myself I decided to perfect a version of my armor that is solely for healing, and it feels really weird to use. It give me a rush just to wear it, while at the same time I feel a mixture of supreme confidence and abnormal frailty, and I am indeed frailer while wearing it, not that it matters because any injury is healed in a blink of an eye. I guess it is so specialized that the armor is somehow interfering with the spells making up my body.
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This gives me an idea, could something similar made of Astrie designed to heighten the spells that make up my body boost my physical abilities? If I focus on one ability, like dexterity or durability how much more would it affect it. My healing armor is made out of White Foot and Astrie. would only using Astrie make the effect more pronounced? If so by how much? Too bad I don’t have any more time for experimentation today.
I’m going to check in early today, I need to get up early for another attempt at long-term Solar Energy storage.
Anyway, Good Night Diary.
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