I woke up in my spruce bough mat, inside an empty cabin [cue twilight zone theme song]. When I tried to go outside, my ENTIRE camp was ransacked, and everything that could be lifted (every, single blessed thing, not even exaggerating) was emptied out and stacked up in front of my door. I ported to hearth, but it was just a lost cause at that point.
Needless to say, at the time I was fuming with rage.
In retrospect, it's probably the most hillarious thing that's ever happened to me in the game. And the spot I relocated to is even better than where I was (no metal in sight, but oh well...) So don't butthurt-ragequit when you get griefed. Take a break, simmer down, and start over, and you'll be glad you did.
That's my little story
