It had been a few days since they’d dragged their dusty selves back to the castle, both looking worse for wear, with Ragna being even more disheveled than Rune. It was no surprise, really: Not only had she dug up an old stump to get to their findings, but she had also carried the broken artefact back to Moonreach. Rune could grumpily admit that the vexyn had done a good job. Well, at least her muscles were worth something, if not her brain.
Speaking of muscles… She groaned, slowly ...