Well, mates, today was... a day.
Decided to venture out to the North Forest near Britain for some good lumber. Couldn't even find the bloody place. Got myself turned around five separate times. Felt like the trees themselves were shuffling about to confuse me.
Between my brilliant navigational displays, I thought I'd try my hand at carpentry. Had a vision of a splendid wooden box. Five tries. Five splintery, lopsided, completely unrecognizable failures. I'm pretty sure the last one was actively trying to escape my workshop.
So, to summarize: lost a fight with a forest, then lost a fight with some planks. Britannia wins today.
-Bjorn
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