I
wake up and much to my dismay snow was outside. I am freezing. I
cannot remember the last time I was this cold. My muscles are tense,
my bones are like ice cubes, and I can barely move my fingers. I have
to stay in the camp, hopefully I can adjust to the new temperature.
However, I have to remain productive.
I
started a fire so I can keep warm periodically through the day. I
knew I had enough resources. That seems like the one thing I did
right, was gather firewood. My first order of business was to
reassess my situation. I needed to go through my items and see what I
had so I knew what I was going to need to last through all of
winter.
I was surprised with what I found, I almost forgot
about how I collected some of the more unique items. While they
didn't seem to have a direct use, I wanted to keep them around just
in case. I came to an odd conclusion when going through my resources.
I couldn't quite finish my thoughts, so the alchemy engine was the
first thing that came to mind.
My idea was this. Rocks can
hold heat without melting depending on the temperature. Wile they
tend to lose the heat fast, I can try to make something that allows
them to hold that heat for longer than a few minutes. Hopefully it
will hold the heat for hours. The alchemy engine is a mysterious
machine, I was sure it could alter the materials enough to get what I
needed done.
I
let the machine do its thing and after some trial and error, I got
something rather peculiar. It was a rock that was slightly blue with
some lines on it. I put it near the fire being that is the only way I
can heat things up. Nothing immediately happened. I found myself
staring at it. I. Was waiting too hard, if that makes any sense. I
took my mind off of it. I decided to continue working with my items,
rationing out my food and materials. Soon, I forgot about the
stone.
I made new armor, the previous one was ragged and
barely holding together. I also made weapons that were more durable.
These were things that I needed to get done. Sure they were rather
boring, but I felt focused and that feeling was comforting. Soon
darkness fell.
The fire was dying out so I tended
to it, then I noticed something that made me gleam with joy. The rock
that I had paced near the fire was glowing a bright red. I was
cautious to touch it but I did anyway. It wasn't hot at all. It was
rather warm. Despite the color that resembled something very hot, it
was easy to touch. A normal rock would have been scalding hot and
losing heat as soon as I got it away from the fire. The machine
worked, and I made something to keep me warm. I was ecstatic. I made
more and placed then in my tent when they were heated.
While
today was rather mellow I know what I must do. I must. Go see the Pig
King to hopefully get some information from him and maybe even some
goods. I have to make peace with the inhabitants.
