It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Jester Lavorre, a tiefling cleric . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously,  The lights shift and the beautiful Ruby of the Sea descends the staircase and begins gently singing, entrancing the audience with her enchanting voice.
DM: You hear a voice from behind her go, "I'm sorry, what?" From peeking over her shoulder as your vision focuses into the chamber beyond, low lit beyond the series of candles that are set around the single mirror. You see the beautiful red skin of your mother and the dark hair tumbled past the shoulder as she's been wearing a mostly laced up bodice, as the other servant is in the process of lacing and tying it. Glances over her shoulder and pushes past the edge of the chair.
Player: It's me!
DM: You see her smile brightly, her faintly white glowing hint of yellowish-gold tint to her eyes brighten immediately and goes, "Well, come in! Please, close the door."
Player: Excuse me, Nadine.
DM: Nadine closes the door and goes, "I'm very confused by this, Mistress, but whatever you require." At which point, the other one who's lacing is still pulling on the back of the bodice, and without even looking at her Marion pushes her aside, "Shh."
Player: I run forward and give her a big hug.
DM: As you give her a hug, she holds you there and goes, "You look different."
Player: (whispers) It's a spell! I'm actually still me, don't worry.
DM: There's a nod and the tension in her body melts as her arms close around your shoulders and back and pulls you in close. This moment of warmth and relief that washes over both of you and being reunited here in this chamber. The two servants sit in the back, awkwardly not quite understanding entirely either and whispering to each other, while Marion continues to hold you and rock you back and forth. "My beautiful Jester, I have missed you so much."
Player: I missed you so much! I wanted to come home sooner, but we got distracted because we went to the Empire.
DM: "I remember you telling me you telling me you were going to go there."
Player: Oh that's right, I sent you messages! Yeah!
DM: "How was it? I have not traveled beyond the boundaries."
Player: It's really cold and the people are pretty strict, but there's some really nice people that you can meet. I met a lot of friends! You should meet them.
DM: "I'd be happy to."
Player: They're downstairs!
DM: She traces her fingers down your face.
Player: Here! I put her hand on my horn so she can tell it's there.
DM: She feels it. "Can I see my little girl?"
Player: Is it okay with--?
DM: "They're fine." You drop the illusion and even though she knew, it wasn't until she gets an opportunity to look upon your face, and your hair, and your eyes, and your smile that you watch life breathe in like a renewed fire into the chest of your mother. Immediately she grabs the sides of your cheeks and pulls you in, "I've missed you so much." Brings you in, and kisses you on the forehead, and starts running her fingers through your hair.
Player: Be careful of the weasel. His name is Sprinkle, Mama.
DM: "He is very adorable."
