Finally finished with the damn dual wielding hakzor bastard, he swiped the two swords and the cloak, stuffing them into his pack for later identification. If they were in as good of condition on a zombie-ish creature as they were, they were likely magical. However, with no way to identify then, he wasn't fool enough to try putting them on, though the cloak was VERY tempting, and the swords only slightly less so. Once he finished storing the items, he sifted through the ashes for anything else, before heading to the room it had been. Once there, the first thing he did was use the wand to heal up, having to use three charges to get the two serious gashes, though the little scrapes and bumps would heal naturally.<br/><br/>Finished healing, he began scouring the room, hoping for a card that matched one of the two previous doors, as his current brown one didn't match any of them so far. He frowned at the four extras he had, before making a note to exchange them next time for cash.