Notice Posted at the Oaks

NOTICE to the Realm, nailed to the nearest oak south of Varrock, which did not consent.

The Chronicler declared one thousand and sixty oak logs in three hours. This was his second attempt. The first is not discussed at the oaks. He cut one thousand and sixty in one hour and thirty-six minutes, and did not die once. When a plan goes this well, the Book gives it a single line. This notice is longer than that, and he will not apologise.

Let it be known that the logs were not kept. At least fifteen times a full pack was laid on the ground beneath the trees for whoever needs it. Nobody came forward. Somewhere south of Varrock there is a modest forest lying on its side, and it belongs to anyone with arms. The Chronicler regards this as charity, and also as the trees' problem.

Halfway through, at five hundred and forty, he walked to the Lumbridge courtyard. He stayed long enough to be seen there, then walked back. The record does not say why. The oaks did not ask.

The household also reports that the foe of his own house spent most of the morning standing at one spot west of Varrock, unable to leave it, having first failed to buy a pink skirt. The Chronicler took no part in this and has views on it.

For the reckoning of the acorns, he takes the name The Acorn Reckoning. He takes it once. The oak may keep the nail.