A Baronkian tale: The beaches of Ionia

We start off this tale like anyone would expect from Baronk being, him on a beach with a beer in his hand next to his best pall, true brother Skarsnik.
A cool summer evening Baronk and Skarsnik were on a beach on the Island of Ionia. This wasn't their first time here though since this place Makes the friends think of the epic quest that ensued right at that specific beach.
An Immortal god came down from the heavens looking for Baronk to give him a quest from the gods. This quest proved to be a more serious one, down at a cave around the beach, it was known that cultists ran free. Terrorizing the neighboring harbor city which pledged their allegiance to Said god that gave this quest. This quest proved to be more difficult than initially expected by Baronk but with Skarsnik by his side he knew everything would be fine. So it was. The heroes prepared for the coming fight and set off to defeat the cultists. Before entering the cave Baronk looked into Skarsnik's eyes Seeing he was a bit nervous but Baronk knew how to help his buddy, wishing: 'I wish You would just trust me.". With this wish Skarsnik didn't worry as much and looked ready to fight as they headed into the darkness Of the cave. Of course the battle that ensued was an epic one. Finally after the dust settles the friends just celebrated their victory. Hugging one and other as they make their way out of the cave. Neither one could have done it without the other but then again this was how their friendship worked, two "brothers" one not being able to live without the other. They left the cave and when they came out they saw the sun sinking Under the horizon. With this beautiful event marking the end of this epic quest.
The reward didn't matter for them at the end since the adventure they went on together was already a good enough reward for them both. Well at least it was for Baronk. Seeing his little goblin friend grow up just a tad bit more. This is why the exact beach of Ionia is their favorite place to go back to. Remembering the good ol' times.
Well this was one of the many Baronkian tales that could be lost to time. But this was one of his favorites. Telling it over and over on parties in the future.
The end