Mark was picking up the last hunk of gold as he heard the commotion going on around him and decided to just go ahead and put the last of it into his pack before heading off again. backing up abit, he stood at the edge of the object he was under and glanced about quickly, finally seeing the scattered wood about the floor and food bits, he gulps and starts to inch his way from his hiding spot to the door nearest to his left, "mmm i wonder where this leads, and i hope it doesn't take me any where that mutt goes"..