A Stubborn Tree and a Wandering Eye

Well, mates, today was one of those days in Britannia. Decided to get some honest work done and fetch lumber from the North Forest. Couldn't even find the blasted place. Wandered in circles, tried to chop... nothing. My axe might as well have been a butter knife for all the good it did.

But, in my stumbling, I did stumble upon a strange little glade I'd never seen before. So the day wasn't a total loss. Still, if anyone needs firewood, look elsewhere. That forest is clearly cursed, or I've forgotten how to walk. Back to the tavern to soothe my pride.