[b][i]"Take what you like, go through it and I'm sure you'll find what you're looking for. You have first pick over Shukra, as what he takes will be given to mere orcs."[/i][/b]

[color=004b80]"Sir."[/color]

It was all the permission he needed to leave, a snap of fingers had a dozen imps taking away the indicated items to his corner of the universe. He worked quickly and quietly to get the unwanted to the Tiger lord. Octavius was feeling over each item to find anything beyond "Magically sharpened sword" and "Magically hard armor". As the keeper said, these were going to orcs. A round shield that had been used as a [url=https://shard1.1stdibs.us.com/archivesE/upload/7813/47_13/img_33790/IMG_3379_l.jpg]mirror[/url] but refused to wear any soot from the fires, [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/30/4e/2b/304e2b9d48b4ac3f6115a4398a6912fe.jpg]old scalemail[/url] that looked like the village had been built over it and a [url=http://conandrepair.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/IMG_8469.jpg]dagger[/url] that was radiating heat as much as magic. 

With those three things secured away, he left the rest to the leader of orcs and retired to his room. One there he removed the pearl from his ear and set it into an earing to not miss a summons but still to keep the Keeper out of his head in as literally a way as possible. 
The odd thing about his room, is that it looked like any tavern for the night. Hardwood floors, hardwood walls, a 'window' looking out to a night sky and the ambient sounds of bards in a mainroom singing with others laughing. It was all illusions, of course, but it was a pleasing illusion, or pleasing to him at least. If another came in, they would see what they wanted to see. Tinkerhel, for example, always found herself quite pleased to see all manner of device and implement upon the walls with a bed of nails rather than his tightened bag of hay. 

He had the three imps set them on his bed and leave, giving each of them a bit of jerked horse as they go. The hexblade would get to work upon unraveling the enchantments of the stronger magic items later, but for now he needed to relax. He clapped three times then out came a buxom blond brownie bound and gagged. Working for the keeper had its benefits.