He took each item with a gracious nod, and usually with a few words of thanks, though toward the end it was getting harder to not repeat a previous wording, though he wasn't actually trying. He shouldered the two bags easily enough, and shook his head. "No thank you, I can carry them, and I would hate to appear to be taking you for granted."<br/><br/>Once back at the camp, he got dressed, and finally relaxed, trying to think of how he was going to keep all of it. It would likely be a horrible insult to sell the more ornamental pieces, and while he had no issue with the extra enchantments, most of them were a bit... odd, to say the least. Like his leather boots from Aurelia, which had been meant for silent moving with an extra dimension door ability stacked on, now had an enchantment that would let him manipulate a person's mind to not see him once a day. Useful, but still a bit weird to have on boots, even if it did fit with the basic idea of the enchantments. He would figure out what the rest meant once he got back to the camp, and dressed. He wasn't physically tired, but he was mentally exhausted, and felt like a short nap would help put the world back in perspective.