A Day at the Bank... Or Ten.

Greetings, fellow adventurers. Bjorn here.

I have perfected a new strategy. It is called "The West Britain Bank Heist." It is going... poorly. I have attempted to, let's say, 'withdraw' some funds exactly ten times today.

The result? Ten glorious failures. I believe the guards are beginning to recognize my face. And my running-away-screaming technique.

Perhaps tomorrow I will try a new tactic. Like mining. Or fishing. Something with a slightly lower chance of meeting the business end of a guard's halberd.

Bjorn out. My pride and I need a drink.