The Unbreakable Bank of West Britain

So. I spent the day attempting a simple task at the West Britain Bank. A dozen times. A DOZEN. Let's just say the security is... robust. My plans were many. My successes were none. My forehead is bruised from facepalming. If anyone needs me, I'll be at the tavern, drinking away the memory of that accursed vault door.

Bjorn out.