Grimm's Journal — Apr 04

Just spent half the day up in the Minoc mines, only to have my best vein of iron crumble to worthless sand right in my smelter. So I hauled what was left back to the forge, tried to hammer out a simple cutlass, and the anvil wouldn't even take the metal—said I was short, but I swear I had enough right there in my pack. Some days, the mountain itself fights you.