Malakaus kept his weapon trained on the Cathay-raht as the others came in. IT would seem that the bandit chose to accept Malakaus's offer, but not before the captain ran him through. His blood shot out and splashed Malakaus in the face, which barely phased him. As the Cathay-raht fell to the ground Malakaus put away his weapons and simply sighed. [b]"Aw captain, why'd you do that? Now who's going to carry all the skooma..."[/b] He said, partially sarcastically. He was a shame that the captain had killed the Cathay-raht, but Malakaus was more disappointing that he didn't get to do it. Stepping over the corpse Malakaus went to go retrieve his shield, pulling the sword out from the wood. [b]"Hmm... I've been meaning to upgrade this eventually..."[/b]

With his shield largely useless now Malakaus strapped it to his back. He was going to go help the others find skooma when he noted something near where he threw the sword and shield. It was a large chest with a lock. Form the looks of it, it was elven made. Altmer. Malakaus remembered that Fletcher had managed to swipe a key from one of the bandits and took the key out. He used it to open the chest and Malakaus found something better than Skooma inside. [b]"Sharee! Come look at this!"[/b] Malakasus stepped back to let the captain see the contents of the chest: Ingots upon ingots of refined moonstone and Malachite. Furthermore, upon closer examination near the base of the chest, it was dragged here recently. [b]"Heh. Fletcher was right, for the wrong reasons anyways...."[/b] Malakaus began to think of what he could do with all this metal. By his recognizing, there was at least a hundred pounds of ingots in the chest. Already deciding that he should take it, Malakaus began to look through his satchel for a scroll that would help him carry the chest back to the city.