Zork is relieved that the ghostly figure was not opposed to them taking the treasures. He steps closer to see what has been left. He looks at the others to see how they will divide it as he had little to do with what happened in this place.
"That is most gracious of you, many thanks," Durgan says to thin air.
"I'm not the strongest here, Zork. Would you mind pulling the catch, while we stand ready? I am not saying the elves have set a trap, but there could still be more undead that haven't been noticed."
"Trap?" He thinks on that word for a few seconds. "No one with skills among us that can find out if there are traps?" He takes his broadsword and pokes at the treasure. If nothing happens he will try to gather it up.
Zork looks back at the clerics, "Yeah, I'll check it out". He goes down carefully never fully trusting of anyone or anything, even elven ghosts. His trust was in his sword and his armor.
Zork shouts up, "Nothing here but gold, lot and lots of gold!" Smiling at the find he considers how they will move it since the animals are already burdened from the other treasure. He calls the clerics down to have a look while he goes back up to remain as watch.
"Oh yes!" Durgan shouts. "Thank the elves and their gods!"
"Is anything magical?" He asks the clerics, less suspicious of curses and evil in the elves' own vault. He can check for himself, but would have to wait to the next day.
He begins piling it into his pack to bring to the animals, offloads it and takes that trip a few times.
He closes with the remark, "It's a real shame we can't do anything about the stinking room. It would be nice to give the bodies a proper burial, but it's just so gross in there."
Edited: iCon on 12th May, 2015 - 3:24pm