Devaguea let everyone get healed before scattering, he was just listing their taskings for when they felt they COULD do it. He wasn't a slave driver, he just believed in keeping everyone informed. Mostly because everyone yelled at him when he expected them to know.<br/><br/>The sword was kept on the far side of his haversack, as far from his scales as Devaguea could get it while not dragging it down the road tied to a rope. The rest of the items were added to the pile, and the dragon made sure he was on the other side of the group from Sak'bas, as the bags of holding weren't carrying everything. In fact, they had so much stuff they were having to use the carpet of flying to avoid overloading Sak'bas.<br/><br/>Still, the group was well and DONE with the barbarian marauders, their god forsaken tombs, and the stupidly lethal traps therein. They cheerfully looted the next room, and when Nordri pointed out the hidden room, even more cheerfully looted that. Devaguea spent most of the time talking with the dwarf they had rescued, gladly loaning her a cloak for her somewhat tattered dress, even as he apologized for his attitude while with the priest of Gorum.