"Y-yes, ma'am," the necromancer said, absently, still distracted by the sights. "Ahh, I'll need to get the rest of my minions, to help carry things, but we can start," she said, ducking out of the room, and calling the ones she's brought with her inside.<br/><br/>There was a seemingly endless bounty of treasures in the vault; racks of weapons and armor, enough to outfit a small army, and all of it at least basically enchanted, loose-bound tomes, filled with scrolls, of all manner of arcane spells, shelves filled with all manner of exotic and powerful magical items. It would likely take several days simply to identify and catalog all of them!