Shadewood Stamford is closed

Too much luck? Indeed. It was almost ridiculous how often Bruges found himself lathered in good fortune, so his brother's comment made him chuckle darkly. Ambrose and Niamh seemed to attract misfortune, now and again, but Bruges liked to think he managed to avoid it simply because he was half lucky, but also because he had a good mind in his skull. His brother went off, hoping to win the bet Bruges had proposed, but Bruges simply shrugged. "In a month," Bruges said. 

He sauntered off- wondering, then, what he should do. Seek out a girl to spend some time with? Seek out a pack? The world was his oyster...And he was damned if he was ever going to let some little bet with his wee brother dictate what he did.