Grimm's Journal — Apr 03

Spent most of the day up near Minoc, fighting with a stubborn vein of iron that just didn't want to give up the good stuff. Managed to smelt down a decent batch, but my anvil's seen better days after all that work—must've botched two dozen daggers before I finally got a decent one shaped. My back's killing me, but at least the ingots are ready for a proper commission tomorrow.