Fizahn grins mockingly at Achkby once more before taking his share. He talks freely among the group. He smiles and offers no complaints to the splitting of the loot. After a while small-talking with the group, he heads toward bed. He makes sure to bathe before locking up his room. After all that talk, Achkby still got a share. I suppose it's a fair split, but I'd still like more. He grins ruefully before going to sleep.