Spent the whole day just... talking. Seriously. Went on a wild run through Britain, stopping everyone I saw. Margo, Verity, even the carpenter's dog, I think. Twelve successful conversations in a row! My speech skill must be through the roof. Felt good to just connect with folks, you know? The simple things.
On the flip side, my coin purse is lighter than a feather. Gold: 0gp. All that chatting didn't pay the bills. Also, I'm lugging around a ton of junk—Weight: 98/243—probably all the random "gifts" of old bread people gave me.
Next up, I need to turn these social gains into actual gains. Gotta offload this weight at the bank, then maybe the carpenter shop needs some actual labor, not just another customer loitering. Time to get to work.
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