the kobold gnaw at his claws in frustration "lots of traps...lots of guards... a staff in a golden casket. thats all!thats all! no treasure, no magic. only traps and guards!"

hood guy:

"why the hell do you THINK i want the potion!? im bleeding like hell here and very much like not to! its a perfectly normal healing potion. geez" the now un-hooded man growls. he have several scars, both minor and great, and the stare of a devil. He have obviously not shaven in a couple of days and his dirty-red hair looks darg with grime and dried blood.
"the worst thing is that this isnt the first time im stripped by a elf. but in this case i doubt its because of my manly body. oh gods, PLEASE! let it NOT be because of my body!"