Greetings, friends. Bjorn here. Took my axe and my curiosity for a walk today. Just... kept walking. Through the deep woods, along forgotten cliffs, and across silent moors. Found a glade of glow-mushrooms, a cairn with old markings (took a rubbing), and a stream so clear it showed my own surprised face. No great beasts slain, no dungeons plundered. Just Britannia herself, showing off a little. Sometimes, success is a full waterskin, a full pack of oddities, and the sun on your back all day. The land has many stories. Today, I just listened.
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