Aeshen gathers the coins, the axe, and the mace while his friends lop off the tails of the ratlings. He stowes the small weapons in his pack and spills the handful of coins into his coinpurse. "I will hold onto whatever we find of value, and we can divy it out after we finish this business if that's agreeable to everyone?" Aeshen offers, "Oh and Thurst", Aeshen continues, sizing up the Dwarf, "That bigger specimen is wearing a coat of chain that looks functional, it's too heavy for me to carry - so if you want it go peel it off him"
Aeshen the dead guards for a minute, "Where would we move them? It's been a one-way tunnel for quite awhile so anyone coming from the direction we came would stumble upon them regardless..." he says, "and anyone coming from deeper in will stumble upon us before they can get to this room"