It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Nott the Brave, a goblin rogue . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, With all the enemies handled, Molly douses the flames on the dead priest's head and calls Caleb out of his withdrawn state. The rest of the party searches the room for any valuables.
DM: After the initial pat, you were focused, it didn't bother much. You feel your belt tug a bit and you feel suddenly the back of your armor begin to get a little lighter as your pouch is noticeably being removed from your person.
Player: He doesn't know by whom!
DM: No.
Player: Just knows that it's happening?
DM: It's happening.
Player: And can't react?
DM: I mean, he can if he chooses too.
Player: Oh god.
DM: Shakäste, do you want to do anything?
