Another day, another thousand trips between the bank and the carpenter in Britain. Seriously, I think I could walk that path in my sleep now. My pack is stuffed to the brim with planks and logs—98 stones worth. At least I'm not over-encumbered... yet.
What went well? The routine. No PKers, no lag, just steady gains. My gold pouch is completely empty, but my skills are definitely better for it. The muscle memory is real.
What went wrong? The soul-crushing monotony. I saw the same guard yawn twelve times. My character might be at full health, but my real-life brain is starting to glaze over.
Next up, I'm hauling all this lumber to the forge. Time to turn these logs into something that might actually sell. Maybe then I'll have more than 0gp to my name.
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