A Professional Woodworker
"I made it!" yelled Andre Pike,
as he dropped the last of several thousand easels on the ground. He rubbed his
calloused hands, cursing the torture he had gone through. His skill had
increased after several days of hard work, and finally he was able to craft beds and water troughs. He had used
up seven axes, hundreds of hammers and nails, and two spears with which he had
to fight back ettins and orcs. He had cleared the whole forest between
the Red Skull Bay and the sea in the far north about seven times, to increase
his skill from adept level to where he was now. He had gone through hell during
that time.
"If I see another easel in my life, I guess I will go insane." he muttered
to himself. He wearily trudged off to his house, and supplied his vendor with deeds for
beds and water troughs.
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