Another day, another pile of boards. Spent what felt like forever running back and forth between the Carpenter’s shop and Jung, the guy who keeps the orders coming. My arms are sore, my pack’s stuffed with lumber (98 stones and counting), and my coin purse is somehow emptier than when I started. Zero gold. The life of a craftsman is a tough gig.
The routine was solid for a while—grab the job, run to the shop, craft, run back. Jung seemed happy enough with my work. But I hit a weird snag once; tried to head to the shop and just… couldn’t. Got turned around somehow. A weird glitch in the pathfinding, maybe? Shook it off and got back on track.
All this work has to pay off eventually, right? Gonna unload this mountain of lumber at the bank before my back gives out. After that, I need to find a decent paying job or maybe hunt some easy prey to refill the coffers. Can’t craft if I can’t afford the boards.
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