Spring, Thursday 11th - Robin's Missing Axe

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Well, this certainly was an interesting one, as I got up to get my upgraded axe, Robin had lost hers. I went to my mailbox to find the letter from my 'Second Ma'.

"MISSING:
I lost my favourite Axe! If you find it, please return ASAP. I'm having a tough time without it. There's 250g in it for whoever finds the thing.
-Robin"

Robin did have a fondness of this old Axe and had it for years but, since I had no better things to do, I went up to ask her as she looked around in her office.

"Hey Robbie...? Oh, my Axe? Yeah, I must've misplaced it somewhere but since I got a spare, it's not doing me any favours." She answered.

"Well, do you remember where you last put it?" I quizzed further.

"Oh... uhhh, now that you mentioned it... I was in Cindersap Forest... cos there was a lot of trees from what I recalled. Let's go down there then." Robin said with a smile and we began trekking down to the woods.

"How is the farm going? Did you make a good profit?" She asked.

"Yup, earned myself a new upgrade to my own Axe." I responded with a cheeky smile.

"Oh, your old man will be so proud to see it coming along so well. Let's go in and... 'Axe' Clint about your upgrade." She laughed, making another of her puns and I elbowed her.

"H-hey, it was a joke." The woman huffed as went inside. Clint, having expected my arrival, laid the results on the Counter.

"Mornin' Robin, Robbie. Here's the new Axe; Hope you have fun with it.

It felt sturdier and more robust this time, as I held it in my hands. The blade looked more refined than the older, worn out one before it.

"That's impressive Clint, isn't it important to have your tools kept in tip-top shape?" She asked.

"Yup and Robbie is free to come back to upgrade any more as long as he has the money and the materials." The blacksmith chuckled.

"C'mon, let's go find my own." She instructed me and we left the Blacksmiths to head into the forests. She drew in the pine-infused air as we stepped into the woods.

"Man, all this freshly grown pine, such a heavenly scent as you slice and cut down the wood for your projects. So, it should be around here somewhere. Come find me, when you do get it, alright?" Robin asked.

We parted ways and ventured amongst the trees and, as Robin searched around the lake, I delved a little deeper and headed south, noticing that some of the bridges lead over the river. In the ground however were some green sprouts. As I grabbed the leaves, I pulled them out and they happened to be Spring Onions. I've never seen nor grown these things before but they must be worth some easy Gold, if I sold them to Pierre.

I continued searching and, when I went around a berry bush, there it was! Laid against a tree stump, was an old hearty Axe but different to the one on my person. I grabbed the tool and made my way back to Robin, who was looking elsewhere and, when I presented it to her, she gasped in amazement.

"You found it! Ugh, you're such a good lad! I knew you could help me." She spoke and hugged me again as I gave her it.

"There is something I just can't get with the other one but this one was something I grew up with. Now, I think we should practice with that new Axe of yours, given that we're in the woods together." Robin spoke as we picked a tree.

"There is a technique to cutting down a tree, you gotta get your legs straight, first." She instructed as I made sure my legs were aligned perfectly. "Now, bring the Axe behind your head and then follow your waist with your arms as you swing, whilst keeping them feet straight." She informed further and I took one great firm strike on the trunk. "Tile your axe too, you'd want to make the cut slant upwards so when the tree finally starts to come down, it will in the direction you want... which is obviously away from you." She explained further. By following Robin's moves, I felt a little worn out as the Axe made sharp incisions within the trunk. Finally, after a good few more swings, both of our trees crackled and buckled over, sliding down the cut before crashing onto Earth, exploding into rather convenient bundles of wood. I went over to gather them as did Robin.

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