"Alright, let's divide this up. I'll take the Robe of the Elven Necromancer and pass the Robe of the Elven Warlock to Arasmyth. Since Arthur seems like he'll have an aneurysm if he doesn't get that staff (), I'll give it to Arasmyth him and take his Staff of the Elven Warlock. Arasmyth, unless you want this, I'll hold onto it and sell it back at the hall. Sword goes to Alexandre, Invisibility cloak goes to Isabella. Venoms go to Helm, Will, Xander, and Izzy. Elven Bombs go to Will and Xander. Arthur, you've undoubtedly gotten the most loot on this quest, so I will give 40 gold to everyone except for Arthur and Helm, who I will give 20 and 60." Althior watches for signs of Finnegan, but only hears a shout, muffled towards the west.
"Of all the elves you killed, you couldn't get me any company down here?"
"Finnegan? Where are you?"
"I'm in the whole that no elf was dumb enough to fall for, though I, apparently, was!" Althior raced over with some rope to pull Finnegan out. "I was actually trying to go inside, but I tripped!" Althior patted his friend on the back.
"There we go, now let's go home." Only one mind went through his head right now. Alexis.