A Day of Splinters and Stumbles

Greetings, friends. Bjorn here. Today, the gods of carpentry and travel conspired against me. Spent the better part of the day trying to coax a simple item list from the gump, only to be met with empty air. Each failure was met with a trip to the North Forest to clear my head, yet my feet seemed determined to walk in circles, leading me nowhere. Many logs were cursed. Little was accomplished. I am going to go stare at a wall until my luck changes.