He had been alone for so long. It was about time he changed that.

Followers, of course- not friends. But he would need a right-hand-man, a second in command. And who better to fulfill that role than someone of his own magic or stone? Of course, not just any ol' rock would work. It would have to be Perfect. Something to compliment his natural stealth, agility, and cunning.

He had heard rumors of a Collector in Canis. Someone who could give you nearly any item you asked for- even those imbued with powerful magics. All you had to do is do a task. He had heard the tasks would be hard, but he was sure that would be no obstacle. Either he would find a way to do it, or trick someone into doing it for him.

He was sure this collector had a couple old stones from a couple old gembounds in his collector. Hopefully one in his collection would be a perfect fit. And if not? There were other places he could get stones, and other things he could ask the collector for.

"COLLECTOR OF CANIS?" He called, voice echoing among the bones filling the room. And then, he'd wait for the mysterious figure to show up.