"No! No!" There was hurried shouting and a figure rushed down the steps. Dwarven man with a large backpack on his back. "I was looting, I meant no real harm, whoever came is gone already, I was just taking that which can be taken away and sold. The people here are dead, and dead need no stuff." Though the 'stuff' would technically still belong to the town.<br/><br/>"Ah-ah.... I uh, I can go.." He tried to make a rush for the door with that heavy backpack, clanging noise rising up loud though as he tried to move ahead fast. The greying beard on the dwarf was messy, but his cowardise showed, he had no intent on actually confronting Maria, trying to instead rush out with his stolen goods as fast as he could.<br/><br/>Unfortunately for him, there was only one staircase down, and she was standing in his way, not giving him the room to get past her to that door he seemed headed for, looking at Maria somewhat panicked. His backpack showing some pots, pans, a few swords sticking out, as well as some cloth, perhaps torn off beds or such, as well as at least one storm-lantern.