One balmy March evening, we conducted one of our frequent clan physical conditioning programs and ran a no-speed-items-allowed naked marathon from the Beach to the Tower.
After being heralded in Shale by cries of "Holy naked people!!", we finally arrived exhausted and triumphant to the Tower and promptly indulged in some well-deserved kelpie pool skinny dipping:
We decided to stop in and pay a visit to our old friend Hagvar. Unfortunately, the sudden appearance of a giant, half-naked ranger running through his camp startled ol' hairy who promptly attacked.
Lightning-fast roguish reflexes triggered by seeing his clanmate assaulted, SneakyPerry jumped into action....resulting in poor Hagvar's untimely demise.