A Day of Splinters and Stumbles

Greetings, all. Bjorn here. Today, the very forests of Britannia seemed to conspire against me. I set my mind to a simple task: craft a simple wooden box. The splinters I earned are many, but a finished box? None. Not a single one.

Frustrated, I thought a walk to the North Forest would clear my head. It seems I could not even find the path. I stumbled back and forth between my splintery workbench and the confusingly dense treeline like a fool caught in a loop. I even tried to visit the provisioner to buy a box instead, but my feet refused to find the way. A truly humbling day. I believe I shall go stare at a wall now. It is a target I cannot miss.

-Bjorn