Ugnar glances at the coins, gems, and small pile of items the goblins had collected. Probably stolen from passersby, merchants and the like that they had ambushed. Now, these goblins would trouble no one.<br/><br/>The half-orc shouldered his shield and put his axe at his hip, then pulled a dagger from his boot and began the grim task of collecting the 'proof' they would need to show the mayor that the deed was done. Ugnar was only too happy to begin the shaman's scalp.<br/><br/>"Who amongst us is best with numbers?" he asked as he cut and hacked. "Whoever that is should divide those coins and gems as best they can so that we can pack up and head back to town."