The deer went searching, the thoughts of those stones still on his mind. The first one was a failure - the two deinocornus cursed to never meet again. Perhaps they were mates, or it was the child of the first they killed. Aran will never know, perhaps that's for the best.

It isn't before long that he spots a little shiny. The black diamond glittering slightly due to the lights glistening off of everything in the cave. Who dropped this one? Random gemstones isn't uncommon, they're all around if one looks hard enough- but he wasn't expecting to find one today. Oh well. Might as well use it.

[entrance & exit]