Takal turns at the sound of Sashi's voice. He eyes her enormous belly briefly but says nothing of it. "While the offer is greatly appreciated, I have not much use for those items. I might take 50 gp and the throwing axes in case of emergency, in which case I thank you. You should keep the rest, I would rather they be in the hands of someone they can benefit." As Takal puts the gold and axes into his satchel, his eyes open wide as his hand strikes something familiar, yet forgotten. He withdraws and amulet and a pair of simple looking suede gloves. "I had completely forgotten i had these, would have been useful during our battle, but better late than never." He slips the amulet on over his neck, its shiny metal catches the torchlight at an odd way and glints the appearance of magic. {{amulet of natural armor +3}} His body now gives off a glint as if the amulet spread itself over him. He dons the gloves carefully and clenches and unclenches his fists loosening up the material. {{gloves of the hin fist +3}} "Now i definatly have no need for those, besides don't you think your meal would want you to have them?" He grins. "C'mon let's go see how the others fared."