Nala gives one last smack to the rat remains with hr warhammer before stepping back slightly. "Ugh," she grunts out. "I hope there is some running water around here... that was not pleasant." She began to make her way over to the cells, and started seeing the amount of money these rats had stashed away. "How do these creatures get their hands on others currency?" She asks rhetorically as she begins to gather it up. "It seems like such odd behavior... maybe they just like the glow of the metal..." She looks at the bag of gems with curiosity, and it only provokes more questions. "... How many people have come down here by now? And what did they carry with them?"