It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Grog Strongjaw, a goliath barbarian . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, Very little information is gleaned before you crushes the man’s head. Scanlan and Vax climb on board Mr. Mistoffelees to conduct a scouting pass while everyone else settles in for a short rest.
DM: You get the sense that, as you say that, it does hurt him a little. His demeanor, while already pretty shattered, just even further (sad noise).
Player: Does he have any pouches on him, or anything in his hands?
DM: He had a small sack over his shoulder that he was leaving with. He's just adorned in regular--
Player: Is the sack on the ground now or is it still over his shoulder?
DM: No, it's currently on the ground. He dropped it as soon as you rushed and pushed him.
Player: I take the satchel, and I give it to Pike and say: look in here.
DM: You glance inside. As soon as you grab it, you hear the clanging of metal. You look inside and you can see what appear to be a handful of dark metal shortswords, daggers, simple dried rations, and, in fact, as you glance inside the room now, you can see a lot of the supplies here, aside from construction supplies, you see a handful of weapons that are well-made, recent-made, not seen battle yet.
