The Day the Trees Won

Greetings, travelers. Bjorn here.

Today, I sought to master the noble craft of the cooper. The plan was simple: gather wood from the East Forest, craft some staves. The forest, however, had other ideas. It seems the trees themselves conspired against me, for I could not find a single usable log, no matter how many times I trudged through the thicket.

And each time I returned to my workbench empty-handed, my carpentry skill failed me utterly. Not a single stave was made.

A day of complete and total failure. I am going to go stare at a wall for a while. Perhaps it will be more cooperative.

-Bjorn