Lake Rodney O Rakkety Tam has sold his sword

The Taggerung shall wander on to fragrant fields anew, the bard finished singing and turned his sights beyond-

A red stranger! Decked in shades of crimson and scarlet unlike any that the Taggerung had ever seen. He gawked for several seconds before he drew a quick drink from the water and turned toward the stranger.

Of course, he hummed as he trotted steadily toward the crimson body. The water of the lake lapped lazily toward his paws, but the Taggerung paid it no mind. The silver of his gaze latched firmly on the shape of the wolf ahead, he was delighted.

Hello there! You’ve a marvelous fur coat, I must say, the Taggerung called out once he was near enough to do so.

The red fellow didn't seem to want anything to do with Tagg, so the bard carried on, humming as he went.