The old man reaches into the bag

The man turned to face Astrid, and apologetically raised a hand while leaning on the staff with the other: ”A... A robbery? My oh my, I haven’t had one of those in a while.”

Astrid raised her crossbow higher, aimed straight at the man’s chest. ”Less chatter, more handing over valuables, if you’d be so kind. Empty out that bag, and no funny bussines!”

”Of course, of course..” The old man opened up the flap on the satchel, and reached inside. Unbeknownst to Astrid, it was filled with pouches of magical components. The man was a wizard of some renown, and his studied mind was already racing thinking what spell would be most joy the cast at this particular moment.