Hail, travelers. Bjorn here. Spent the day wandering the roads of Britannia, and it was a strange mix of fortune and frustration. The wilds were kind; found some useful trinkets and had no trouble with beast or brigand. But by the gods, the stables in Britain have it in for me! Tried to get a horse twice and was turned away both times. The bank in West Britain wasn't much more welcoming. Seems fate wants my boots to stay well-worn. The road is my true home, anyway. Back to it
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