So this is a tale from long ago. Back when me and my friend were in our early stages of DST.   It all began with a world that I had named "Pirates of the Pancreas" (anyone get that reference?) My friend and I had split up to explore a place to setup camp. The world was looking pretty good, with a pig village and some clockworks. I found a savannah and decided to look for beefalo. In my early stages of DST beefalo were the best thing ever. They would protect us, and give us wool to make