A Good Day for Wandering, A Bad Day for Stables

Hail, friends. Bjorn here. Spent the day wandering the wilds of Britannia and my feet found much success! The forests and hills yielded many a curious path and hidden glade. My luck, however, did not extend to the city.

Twice I sought a steed at the Britain Stables, and twice the master turned me away, claiming some nonsense about "stable fees." Bah! My coin is as good as any!

And the cemetery... a foul place. I ventured to its gates three times, and three times a chilling dread turned me back before I could even step inside. Something unnatural lurks there.

So it was a day of mixed fortunes. The wilds welcome me, but the city... the city holds its secrets close.

-Bjorn