Greetings, fellow adventurers. Bjorn here. Today's quest was simple: acquire wood, craft staves. The fates, it seems, had other plans.
My explorations of the realm went well, my blade striking true against the beasts that crossed my path. But the forest? The forest denied me. I must have walked the same path east of Britain a half-dozen times, and each time the way was blocked or I was turned around by some strange magic. No wood for Bjorn.
And so, my carpentry bench saw much of me. Each time I tried to shape the few planks I had, my mind was on the missing timber. My hammer found my thumb more often than the wood. A most frustrating cycle.
The staves remain uncrafted. The quest continues tomorrow.
-Bjorn
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