A bad omen this morning, mates. Thought I'd try my hand at the West Britain Bank vaults. Let's just say the guards are... thorough. My ears are still ringing from the shouting.
Fled to the stables to clear my head, only to get kicked by a skittish mare. Twice. Clearly, the fates were against my planned career path.
So, I took to the wilds instead. And what a turn! Spent the rest of the day exploring the hills and forests west of the city. Found a hidden glen, a forgotten shrine to who-knows-what, and more than a few goblins who learned why you don't jump a Nord with an axe.
No gold in my pocket, but my map is full of new marks. Sometimes the best loot isn't in a chest.
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