'Among discarded Courser barding, a glint catches your eye. Horned beetles with gemstones fused to their chitin armor clash against one another in combat. They are small enough to pocket – or eat as a crunchy snack, if you’re so inclined…'

Drawn in by the strange glint, Fynrael moves cautiously closer and upon discovering the fighting beetles, watches for a monet before choosing his favourite and separating it. Leaving the others to continue their fight, he studies the beetle and its strange, fasincating noises. Agitated the beetle hisses and clicks at himand with an amused huff, Fynrael picks up the beetle and takes it with him on his journey.