Day 164: Fireday the 1st, Pharast, 4708
I woke up clear of the mental fog that I had been apparently dealing with the past six days. I think that this was just a reaction to whatever was in the enhancement vita-blend that I had been taking. I think that a six-day spread of that stuff, which would likely be better spread out over a month or so, was a bit too much for my mortal psyche. I was woken up by the Quads, Veronica specifically, about a half an hour after I had apparently been getting up the previous days. I quickly got up and rushed over to the dining hall just to find out that I was a little late about getting to work.
I sighed and immediately got to work. Apparently, I still had the blistering pace of manufacturing that I had had previous days. Not even knowing exactly where I was in the process before I got there, I jumped right in and started working hard and fast, almost instantly finishing up the project from the day before and even fully installing the second machine. The Quads indicated to me that they would be packed up quite quickly and be ready to fly at sunrise tomorrow morning.
I thanked them for their update and Tank noted that they would be pursuing their own goals and tasks before then. I wished them well in their endeavors and told them to tell me if they needed anything between now and then. They all saluted crisply and waddled off towards the workshops. I was a bit confused at this but let them wander off. While I was standing there reflecting on how I didn't even stop to think about it, I looked over and noticed that we had completed nine of these machines. I started to wonder how many days I had actually been out.
Fortunately, Niddler was available to tell me exactly how many days it had been since I started the… supplement, and what all we had done together, at least from his perspective. I followed that up with finding everyone that I could and getting all of the information that filled that last six days of this journal. I'm really not certain HOW I even got some of those things done, as I had apparently destroyed some of my own evidence and documentation, I guess in an attempt to have some degree of operational security.
I talked with Savah and let her know about how I was out of it for the last six days. Savah took it a little hard, having said that she thought that something was off about me. I told her not to fret, as I apparently kept up appearances up enough to fool almost everyone. We spent some time going over everything from her perspective, which is where I got her memories of what we had done, at least what she would admit to anyway. After I dropped this bombshell on her, I asked her if I had done anything to upset her during this time and apologized if I did.
Savah just smiled her coy smile and said that there was nothing to be sorry for, but that she'd like me to be here next time. I promised her that I would make every effort to do so. She let me head off to interview everyone I could about the last few days. Thus, beginning a whirlwind tour about town and over to Faunra's to find out everything that they had information about. And that's how I found out about most of what happened the previous few days.
As I was going, I filled in the information as best as I could regarding the previous days. Interesting to find out that I TELEPORTED the reactor from Kaer Maga to the Ravenroost in Blackfang's former lair. Getting in there and finding out that I had undone everything that we had done before to make it "secure" and turned it back into its fully functional status was a bit of a, to pardon the phrase, shock. The fact that it was providing enough power to give a good clean power source to more than enough workshops to make a decent play at being a factory and even operate as a backup for the school and the town itself was even more shocking. Whomever had designed it was not in the market of being efficient about it at all. Now I just need to find a way to train people on servicing it.
I eventually made my way back to Sandpoint and finished off my day with setting up a section of woods, that had been selected by Niddler, to be the raw materials for all the planes that I apparently needed to make. At the end of the day, I got back to Sandpoint to my loving wife. We had a good decent meal for the first time in days and relaxed to a movie, and then went to sleep. And I will claim that until my dying day.