Well, mates, I hope your day in Britannia fared better than mine. I had a simple plan: go to the East Forest and chop some wood. The forest, however, had other ideas. Spent the better part of the day utterly failing to even get there, let alone fell a tree. I'd take a few steps, get turned around, and end up right back where I started, staring at my axe. I think the trees are laughing at me. Time to visit the tavern and let this axe apologize to me over an ale. Some days the forest wins.
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