Celtic Isle OPEN

Given the number of old stone crosses that littered the field, Harrison figured that looters had a field day in excavating artifacts and then selling them to the highest bidder. While he certainly could see the kind of money that could be made from stealing and selling of the heritage of a country, there were also repercussions to them, the kinds that weren't worth facing. Walking about the field, Harrison kicked some broken stones along the pathway while enjoying the clear weather. It was neither hot nor cold for it was just about right. Rolling his eyes at the Goldilocks reference, the man took a breath and was glad that there weren't any bears in the area.

'Then again, they would make a fine meal and the fur would land a bundle.' Harrison thought to himself as he continued onwards in surveying the countryside.