The sound of wood breaking attracted Sasha's attention, and she went to investigate, taking the book with her. Lucian and Mike were going through the crates at the side of the room. Sasha's eyes lit up at the sight of the various items.

"I think I'll forgive that dude for not dropping any loot now. This is a treasure trove! God, I want everything." Giving the spoils a cursory inspection, she mulled about her decision. Obviously she couldn't horde everything to herself when this was a team effort. While she was usually self-centered, she knew to at least obey some basic social rules- like not pissing off your allies.

"The Familial Gem, of course. The staff... I can use. I've been dabbling in Arcane Magic, and enchantments, so I really want that dust too. I'd take one pseudospace stone and one Antinite crystal if possible, just to experiment with them. In any case, we should take them all- the staves would sell for a lot on the market even if we don't use them." Sasha was almost drooling when she finished her sentence. She was almost horrified at the sudden realization that she really loved getting money. [i]The things this whole incident is teaching me... and I'm now a murderer.[/i]

"Silas, don't be such a cold fish. Come over here!" Sasha yelled at the silent figure at the doorway. Sasha wasn't sure why he was acting this way- could Erica's death hit him harder than she thought? "You okay?"