Today the guy that was bringing ironwood showed up. Immediately I thought he was creepy.

First, it seemed like he was bragging about the protections he put on the chest containing the plant. It would be destroyed along with the contents and much of the surrounding areas should he die or if it is tampered with, and it was resistant to magical effects that would peer inside the chest, which prevents me from just taking some of the plant.

Once he told me what he wanted it was clear he was actually threatening me. The thing he wants me to make is ‘a baby’. Needless to say, we kicked him out with his chest. He should survive the wounds but regardless he will be far enough away that any explosion wouldn’t matter. Wasn’t entirely sure if he was bluffing about the chest, but no point in risking it.

You know what, I’m just going to try to make my own Iron Wood. I figure if I take mundane wood and refine it for hardness and durability it should evolve into Ironwood, or at least something with similar effects. Why didn’t I think of that before? It would be so easy to evolve something so weak. At worst it will take me four days to trigger the first evolution, at best one.

That is what I’m going to do tomorrow.

I ended up spending most of my day working on healing. The knowledge I gained from the piece of soul exists in a kind of vacuum in my mind, any part of it makes perfect sense in reference to any other piece, but I need to work to make sense of it outside of that vacuum. And work to make sense of it I did. I don’t even have to practice healing, for the most part, just some meditation is enough to figure out what makes sense.

It turns out that some of the information is relevant to healing non-mana based creatures as well, though not nearly as well. Despite failing at the intended purpose I think getting this knowledge was a smart move, and I think I’m going to do the same thing with flesh and bone creatures next.

Anyway, Good Night Diary.