(please don't play m character.)<br/><br/>Dust gestured to it, "Over there."  He pulled his long sword from it's scabbard and slowly approached.  He stalked through the woods with a hunters skill, for on some level all prey were the same, monster or not, and he drew closer until he could look through the branches at a shape and make our what that glint of gold was, and what it had come from.