Wood you say Mr Jarl? I can help you there!
Hopefully i won't get 'board' collecting it *Giggles*If Mr Jarl needed wood, then wood i would gather for him.
I'd developed a phobia of trees after the unfortunate incident where i was brutally beaten by a falling pinecone, unable to trust them, so i relished the task of chopping them!
Dieee! Foul tree!On and on i did chop, when suddenly, i was attacked by a ghostie!
Luckily, brave pumpkin, my valiant pack horse, saved the day by stomping the creepy thing into the ground.
Mean! Mean as an old person!After our scare, Pumpkin and I swiftly finished our chopping, just in case another meanie showed up!. Our task was complete, six hundred boards for Mr Jarl, may they make some equipment of fine qualiy.
Hooray!Hope this helps! I have the boards ready whenever you are, Mr Jarl.
*Signed in curvy writing* Sunset