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Day 192

Today was the last day of prototyping. Tomorrow we demonstrate the gear to the people that are in charge of that stuff and see which ones they think will be the most useful.

One item I created today was a kind of helmet that let two people with twined helmets communicate telepathically. It used Lace, Astrie, and Pipeweed, so nothing unexpected. Its range isn’t very good, and it uses up too much mana to be useful for long periods of time, but I think I can fix both of those issues.

I made a kind of tiara made using Spellwood that causes thick vines to grow out of it and wrap up the person wearing it, rooting them to the spot but also protecting them while letting their arms move freely. I’m not sure how useful this one would be.

The next one I made was inspired by the previous one. Basically, it uses a combination of Spellwood, Mithrilwood, Astrie, and Pipeweed to quickly form a wall of twisting thorny vines. The biggest issue with this one is mana. It doesn’t cost a lot of mana, but it does require constant physical contact from the person activating it in order for it to work. I imagine someone skilled with external mana control could get around that, but most people aren’t skilled enough to do that without massive amounts of waste. As far as I know, the only way around this would be a gemstone, which isn’t something I can make. Or is it? Mana berries fulfill a similar function, though they are horribly inefficient. That inefficiency won’t matter quite as much if they are able to be prepared beforehand.

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The last really noteworthy thing we made today spread tons of Dead Tulip pollen over vast areas. The idea was to put everyone to sleep before you attacked them. The most glaring flaw with this one is a lack of directional control, but I can think of a couple ways to fix that.

As for the project, I am working on with Azrezel, progress is steady.

Other than that I spent some time hanging out with my dad. This time I was the storyteller, telling him about my life since starting this forest, back when it was just a single tree I was desperately feeding in order to preserve my life. It was a nice change of pace. I think listening to him tell stories has made me better at it in turn.

Anyway, Good Night Diary.