Journal of a Lost Changeling

by IMR1fley


Journal Entry 16

Journal Entry 16.


By the QUEENS did that take longer than I thought!

So, I've been scrambling pretty much all day to actually get myself properly situated with this mining thing. I was not prepared for just the level of materials this could spit out when I attached four separate engines to it. I would say that I was Fairly composed through the entire ordeal...

It was supposed to be simple! Get trees, Get seeds, Put seeds in ground, Done! But then there were the skeletons, the arrows, the "suddenly tree!" tree-oh, yes, we'll get to that.


Okay, so basically, I almost immediately knew I'd need some kind of organizational system. So I first added a few more chests. They were able to at least contain the amount of just stuff flying from that machine that I could at least use it as a temporary solution. After sitting around and thinking for a few minutes, I thought about how I could best organize things.

Drawers that use chests and cubby systems seemed like the best option for this. However, after merely watching how fast the machine was working and how much was being thrown from it, I knew that this would require a lot of drawers and space if I wanted this to continue, particularly given the scarcity of resources in this world. So I knew I'd need trees. lots and lots of trees within easy, accessible range of my den.

I decided to start a tree farm, particularly using these large trees I saw in a more tropical section of the area, not too far from here. I spent most of the day taking the journey there to grab a supply of seeds and/or saplings to use for myself. When I returned, I just haphazardly threw a few of the saplings into the field next to the entrance. I'd failed to realize just how much time had passed.

So, needless to say, I was scared out of my carapace when an arrow whizzed past my head.

I hadn't noticed an apparent pack of these infernal undead skeletons just moseying about that had appeared and emerged from nowhere.

... Something of a chase ensued.

I spent the next several minutes running in the field around where I'd just planted the trees in my attempts to avoid these Celestia-blasted skeletons. I would dodge the arrows, duck behind whatever rocks or kind of assorted cover I could find, dip down into a ditch, though that didn't last long, dove into a bush to try and get some form of concealment, only to have to dodge the arrows they shot back into the bush.

The cycle continued until I was able to at least get enough attacks of any manner against them, but more always appeared. More running, more arrows, plenty of screaming, and I'm pretty sure I heard a saxophone playing somewhere... At this point, I decided my best option was to just try and hole up in my cave. I was on my way back into my little lair when something quite odd happened.

I'd ducked as another arrow hissed past my head, right as I was about to run over one of the saplings I'd planted, when boom! Suddenly Tree! Out of nowhere TREE! Intsa-Tree! The tree that sprouted from the void! Planticus Sporadicus! I COULD GO ON!

The sapling I'd planted had become now a fully grown jungle tree. It was so fast that my face may well have been inside the thing as I was running. That lead to a very painful bump on my snout, and an even more painful arrow in my rump.

That tree is evil, I'm sure of it. It was conspiring with the skeletons! That's the only thing that makes any kind of sense!

I sadly didn't have enough time to figure out what the buck had just happened though. Y'know... Because skeletons... and arrows... So, Yeah.

Luckily, through the course of the day, I had managed to find enough wood to at least begin my organizational and storage efforts. I'll need more wood to use as fuel to continue to power the engines, but it should be enough for now, at least until the day comes and I can start working outside again.

I shall exact my revenge on tree in due time.... when there are fewer skeletons outside to aide him...