Day 752: A little gold

First time in a long time I’ve been deep enough to find some gold. It’s not a lot of gold, it’s a little gold, and honestly I need the iron ore that was surrounding it more than I need the gold.

But it doesn’t hurt to have, because I can’t be on this rock forever.

And who knows, maybe the locals will trade for it? Seems unlikely, but it’s worth a try. I’ll ask disappearing-llama-guy the next time I see him. Or try to ask, since all I get out of him are pitched vocalizations which, if they’re a language, I’ve yet to decipher.