You head down the beach with the forest on your left, enjoying the brief shade of the occasional lone standing tree. Evidently the forest folk are also interested in what offerings the storm has left on the sand as after just an hour’s walking you see a bunch of elves ahead of you, some of whom bend down to examine something or one lying on the beach at the tide line.<br/>As you make towards them however, Deneve notices something resting against a rock partially buried in the sand. Moving over you see it is a large chest, measuring 4 by 2 by 2ft made of a dark wood, evidently very strong given how well it has resisted being scratched whilst in the water. The edges and corners are decorated in wrought iron depicting a variety of typically crest animals worked into a band of runes: honour, service, strength, courage. The lock resembles a stylized sun and seems strong, but given time could be opened by finesse or force.