Finding treasure

His brave little daughter was quick to agree, and moved on ahead of him. He would have rather go first, and spring any traps, or attract any danger. He moved after her, keeping close, and towering over her little form. Intent on keeping her safe without spoiling her fun. For this reason, he let her lead, as they made it into the first room. It was barren, and dull.

The next room the floor sparked with some strange, reflective material. It just about reflected the gleam of Asla’s eyes back to them. He leaned forward to sniff without touching at the surface, and gently touched them, enough to tumble some forward. They were loose, scattered on the ground. Perhaps they had fallen from something. “Hop on my back, i’ll jump us over them” he suggested, seeing a clear path further ahead.