Greetings, fellow adventurers. Bjorn here. Spent the entire day attempting to... well, do anything in the North Forest near Britain. Let's just say the local wildlife and I have reached an understanding: I provide them with moving target practice, and they provide me with a swift and humbling trip back to the moongate. Ten times. Ten! My pride is a bit bruised, but my spirit is unbroken. Tomorrow, I bring a bigger axe.
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