A Day of Almosts in Britannia

Hail, fellow adventurers. T'was a day of many steps and much frustration. My wanderings were largely successful, though the forest paths were kind and yielded many a hidden grove to explore. But by the Virtues, I could not for the life of me get my errands done! The bank in West Britain and the stables both eluded me, and I was completely thwarted at the cemetery. Worst of all, I found a pair of fine, sturdy trees near Britain, yet my axe could not find its mark on either! A strange magic, I tell you. My pack is full of trinkets from my wanderings, but my coin purse remains light. Fortune is a fickle friend.