Greetings, fellow travelers. Bjorn here.
Spent most of the day on a quest for simple wood. Sought the forests of Britain, but the trees, it seems, did not wish to be found. My axe found little purchase.
Between failed forays, my attempts to craft barrel staves were equally cursed. A stubborn piece of ashwood refused to bend to my will, no matter how I pleaded. The staves remain uncrafted.
My only success was in wandering the land, though even my feet seemed to lead me in circles. A day of exploration with nothing to show for it but sore feet and splinters.
I shall try again on the morrow. The staves will be made.
-Bjorn
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