Art by  saturnawolf

There's a nice little grove on the Stoutheart farm, off near the hills in a little copse of trees. A creek spills over a cliff, forming a soothing waterfall and pond underneath. Brogan often goes there to relax, sometime even swimming in the buff. The water is just when he needs to unwind after a long day at the anvil.

Though this night he didn't notice that he wasn't alone. Runescar had learned of it and was checking out the small cave behind the casacde when Brogan arrived, threw the kilt over a branch, and jumped in. Place your bets on how high Brogan jumps when he sees his angry, rune-inscribed acquaintance standing behind him.