Forged Destiny [Book 4: Ch. 17]

The drawstring loosened, spilling out three little pieces of metal that clinked onto the wood-panelled floor.

I knelt and picked them up, cradling the small fragments – barely an inch across and tall – in the palm of my hand. The metal was smooth in the centre and rough on the edges where I'd hewn the tiny plates free. I turned one over in my hand, revealing the small rune carved into the other side. There were three of them, and each had been forged into the armour I'd chosen. I couldn't make runes in armour myself sadly, my Skill didn't allow it, but I'd come up with a different idea, even if it was a little crazy.

—Forged Destiny [Book 4: Ch. 17]