Xanthas' eyes shine as big and as bright as small moons at the sight of the jewels and coins, completely disinterested in the now soiled parchment and other writing utensils. He narrows his eyes at the thought of sharing his new things.
The pale elf had nothing to say but ill about my perusing, why should he profit from my excursions? he thinks to himself bitterly, a new wave of emotion (greed) far out matching his generous mood from earlier. He looks down at the book, quills and ink, coin belt, and bag of powder with a sneer.
Worthless. He sets those aside and spends considerable time looking at the jeweled stick.
Might be magical... He puts it back in his bag with a quick glance around. He comes to the cigar box along with lock and unmatching key; remembering a locked drawer in the desk he throws the key in his bag as well (after making sure it doesn't go to the silver lock).
What a wonderful little trinket, he thinks while examining the lock and sticking various sharp objects in it to try and unlock it.
Oh well, I can worry about it some other time. Lastly he comes to the coins. The platinum. The small fortune in circular pressed element. A shadow passes.
Well I certainly don't see anything wrong with sharing this. Hardly anything anyway... Counting out the ten coins he looks around at the seven members of the party.
How unfortunate. Well, I guess I shall just have to play favorites.
(OOC: Dar, Lenya, and Xanthas (of course) get 2, everyone else gets one. Sorry

The other items are up for whoever wants them of course: Ledger Book, Bag of Powder, Ink, Quills, and Coin Bag.)