Rather than risk just dropping the valuables on the ground, Natashah pulls out a blanket and deposits each ring, gem and pearl out on the blanket. After a moment's thought, she piled the coins there too. In spite of what people might think,  she never steals from her allies; right up there with she never killed anyone who didn't have it coming, never raped and... well what exactly does pillage mean? So she also drops the bag of gold that she had claimed earlier that morning.<br/><br/>"Any of those things complete enough to take back to town? Maybe there's a mage or cleric who can learn something from it." She turned to look up at the dead once more, "It'll also give us some proof that there's more going on out here than an angry druid."<br/><br/>Natasha tapped her full lower lip softly as she stepped closer and looked at the elements of clothing and armor, "Anyone know... what's that spell? Mending? I wonder if we cut the armor off of the bodies if we can repair it... it may be useful for us, or bring some more coin to hand."