Well, I suppose I should think about the basics of survival. Food, Water, Shelter. Uhhhh. Wait. I haven't drank any water in a long time. Do I not ? I thought about this once a few days ago, but given how long it's been, that seems likely. With shelter taken care of for the most part, I suppose fog on food further is a good idea. Fire would be a good idea, after all, even if the roots might be edible, they're probably more patable cooked, rather than raw. They might be eveer boiled, but that would require something to actually boil with, which obviously, I don't have.
Well, if I want to make a fire, I'll need more wood, and a pce to actually make the fire. I don't know if I need air or not, but fires in closed spaces are generally a bad idea. With that, I begirek back out of the cave, to try to gather more wood.
When I reach the outside, I'm greeted by a different view tha time I was out here. It's nht out, and I see a while further. There are many things to take in.
First, I'm on a mountainside overlooking a vast body of water. Looki and right doesn't give me much extra info, as the mountain tends to curve towards the water, so I 't see beyond it from where I am.
Sed, and maybe more shogly, there are two suns in the sky. One is much rger thaher, but they're close together in the sky, part of the way to the horizon. On that horizon are some storm clouds with sporadic lightning arg into the o. I'll have to keep an eye on that as I gather things to be sure not to get caught in a storm.
On that topic, I turn move forward a bit to get a look at the cave entrahankfully, there is a bit of a hump irah an over it, so I probably won't get flooded in my sleep if there is a sudden downpour.
Well, I suppose I should get to gathering. I have no idea how I'm going to actually start a fire, sidering my dexterity is pretty bad with my cws, but I still want to try. After searg around for a while, I've collected a nice pile of sticks and some thicker branches as well. With good timing as well, because those storm clouds from the horizon have gotten closer, and it will probably start raining soon.
I move into the cave entrance, and wait for the rain, which arrives in a few minutes. After verifying that the water isn't running into the cave, I set the wood down, and go out briefly into the rain. A little cold, but it seems like normal rain to me. A sudden thought es to me, what if it was acid rain or something, and I was severely hurt? I make a mental o be more careful iure, just because I think I know what something is, there are still things here that defy uanding of the world, and that could easily get me killed.
With a renewed resolve to be careful iure, I take my pile of wood bato the cave, again being careful in the darker spots until I arrive back to the crystal lighted areas. I decide to put the wood in a pile near where the imps turned goblins made their campfire. I still have some spare energy, so I decide to gather some rocks to surround the actual fire, to give it a proper campfire look. Over this whole time, I didn't notiy ive reas on my lips from the root from earlier, so I chew on some and spit it out befoing to go to sleep. For the record, it was very woody, with little fvor.
I wake up naturally, and check my status. Last time when I had a small rash from the pnts, I was missing some HP, so I eagerly await to see how I'm doing, especially since I don't feel like there is any issue.
Well, it's good to see that I'm not missing any HP. I note my stat values down on the wall again. As I scratch my MP value down, I think back to when I first prestiged, I believe my MP was 40 at that time, now at level 20 as a rare imp, I'm already at 40 MP. It's o see the impact of prestige, sihe immediate feeling is that of getting weaker, seeing that the growth is faster after is uplifting. The dowhough is that it's taking longer and loo level each time. Which implies that at some point, it's going to be a slog to just gain a single level.
For now though, I decide it's time to try to eat some of the remaining bulbous roots, sihey've passed all my tests for poison. Whether they'll be able to actually sustain me will be the est, so it's now or never.
After eating a few roots, I decide I should try my hand at making a fire. The first thing I do is use my cws on a rger stick to dig out a el that a smaller stick fit into. I put all the wood scrapings into a pile in the campfire pit, and then begin forcibly rubbing a small stick down the el, trying to get enough heat to make ders.
Needless to say, after what feels like hours, I haven't got any fire to show for it. The sticks got hot, but not hot enough. At least I'm not sick from the roots from before though, although I am huhat I normally would be. Whether it's from all this physical exercise, or that the roots don't quite sustain me as well as the meat, I 't tell, but for now, I'll have a mix of some meat and the roots as my meal. All things in moderation I suppose. At least this will extend my meat supply for longer if I supplement it.
After eating, I have a bit of an idea for fire. Using lint is something people normally do when camping, as a quick fire-starting base. My uanding is that the high surface area on fmmable materials makes it easier to catch fire. Maybe if I finely shave some wood, and put it in the el as I rub the other sti, I'll get lucky and cate of it on fire.
Although I'd like to say I have time to fully test my idea today, I think it's going to take some extra time to actually shave some wood down, even with the help of my cws. Partially because I want them to be extra fine, which means I'll o either break down bigger peelings, or sort them somehow. Either way, it'll take until I'm ready to sleep, I think.
Ultimately, I settle on having to sort them. It's just too hard with these cws to actually manipute the pieces when they're already small to try to rip or shred them, so I put the bigger pieces into the campfire pile, and then have the smaller ones off to the side to use with the firestiorrow.
When I wake up, I have what's left of the roots I collected before, and a small amount of the meat. I suppose that means that today I should maybe go try to find more of those roots. Which means fire goes on the backburner again. Well, I suppose I wasn't making great progress on it anyway.
When I make it back to the outside, it's just barely getting bright outside, which fuses me slightly. Last time I came out here, it was getting close to su, which takes p the dire that the cave opens. Right now, gauging from the ck of suns in the sky, it must be about sunrise. Which means my sleep estimation must be way off. Two sleep cycles and it's sunrise. Something is amiss, what exactly though, I'm not sure. Am I over estimating days, uimating, or are days longer, or maybe shorter, than I think? Without actually spending a long time outside to get a gauge for it, I only theorize. For now though, I o go and find more of those broad leafed pnts to get more roots.
It takes a lot less time than I thought it would to get some, thanks to finding a nearby area where there is an abundance of them growih some trees. There should be plenty there to st me quite a while as well, beyond what I carry. Since I don't know how long they st outside of the ground, I grab a few extra to experiment with. Then I grab a few rge stiy way back to the cave. There's no harm in havira firewood.
When I make it baside, I set a few roots away from the rest, to use for testing. First test, how long until they spoil. , I go over to a different wall than where my leveling scratgs are, and scrat a todo list, and scrat: 1. Start a fire. 2. Sync up my sense of time with the suns.