《Diary of Erica Kron》Day 332
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Today the group that was harassing us before came back, with more soldiers. This time Par had to get involved personally, but we are still driving them off. Luckily our casualties have been kept to a minimum, well, not so much luck as it is properly trained healers. Though more could probably be saved if we put the best healers we have on the field, but they are too valuable to risk like that.
At least we got the drop on them this time, Par managed to take out their best mage with the opening moves. Apparently, he had wandered away to relieve himself while they were setting up camp.
As for my refining practice, I managed to get up to fourteen. I think I can get up to around twenty before I get to a wall in my progression, or at least if it is every ten like I think it is that is what will happen. I could be completely wrong though.
Somewhat good news, I have started to notice a dent in the amount of work left to do on this plant, not a big one but still. It means that refining this plant isn’t a quest in futility, which also means that I can’t keep practising on it forever. Hopefully, I am satisfied with the results once I finish refining the plant, but knowing me I doubt that will be the case. If anything I will be bitter over the fact that my best practice material is gone.
In the evening everyone was trying to figure out ways to completely wipe that group out. Earlier they had come to the agreement that unless they kill all of them they will just flee and come back with more soldiers, and do that again and again until we are wiped out. They did manage to find out that this was an army made up of soldiers from all the nearby city-states. They aren’t really putting their all into it, the reasons why they weren’t kind of goes over my head.
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Anyway, I don’t have any knowledge about that kind of thing so I left it to the others.
After that, I just went to sleep.
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