A Day of Utter Failure

Greetings, friends. Bjorn here. Today was... not a good day. I decided to hone my carpentry, but the crafting gump refused to appear. Not once. Not twice. Five times it mocked me with its absence.

Frustrated, I thought a walk in the North Forest near Britain would clear my head. Seems the forest paths disagreed. Five times I tried to go, and five times I ended up just... standing there. Staring at a tree.

A day of profound failure. My axe is dull, my boots are clean, and my spirit is mildly bruised. Think I'll go stare at a wall and see if I fail at that, too.

-Bjorn