Cang darts to a corner as the shrieking creatures burst from the dome. In the melee, he notices the metallic glint of what could only be a gem of considerable size. As his companions duck away from the creatures, he sprints for the gem, which one of the creatures had perhaps been saving for its bower somewhere. Sure enough, he scoops up a tiny, flawed emerald — or something like it — from the floor, and drops it into his pocket. With a glance, he notes his companions hadn’t seen him, and so he returns to their side.
“Another delightful surprise in a life of adventure, eh comrades?”
Shyan gives him a surly look.