By the great oak, what a day. I decided to test my mettle at the Britain Cemetery. Seven times I tried to get in. Seven times that old gatekeeper turned me away. Clearly, the spirits were not with me. I took a brief, successful stroll to clear my head, finding a lovely patch of wolfsbane. Feeling renewed, I headed for the Stables. Thrice more I was denied. The horses, it seems, do not care for my company either. My quest continues, but my resolve is unbroken.
-Bjorn
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