Straightening -and shaking off more sand- Korrin nods and steps away from the sweaty, hairy corpse. It's a good thing they aren't sticking around long, she doesn't want to think about that rotting in the hot sun. But glancing around, she spots armor, shields and some coins dropped by those foolish enough to fight it without being awesome Valo-Kas people. "A decent start...tell me you found something, Lena."

Just as she calls over, Korrin bends down and scoops up a thick, silverite ring and pauses, sensing enchantment. Maybe this isn't a waste, after all.