Niala hummed; how much to say, how much to say. "Well, issa sorcerer's little place away from the world. Or was. From what I've heard, there's not much in the way of gems here, but who knows. Perhaps some will worker somewhere will want Death of Obsidian Wrens or the like."<br/><br/>There were a few gems, unique spells that were hard to find elsewhere, but most of them beyond her. But that had been a bit much to say... Worrying.<br/><br/>"No demon guards, thankfully. I don't think I'd be able to do much to 'em." Ooh, wait, perfect bait. "Mebbe if we're lucky, there's still some personal effects to sell, eh?"