It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Fjord, a half-orc warlock . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, Avantika jumped in unexpectedly. As you made to follow her, Caleb grabbed him and warned him about the abjuration magic with an unknown purpose.
DM: She whips around as you do that and both her hand grabs your wrist to deflect it and you wrench your wrist free as a natural instinct and you both have this moment of-- Eh!
Player: You know, I do have a solution I think for this. Jamedi! You worthless sack of shit, you haven't done a damn thing since we got in this temple. You like to scout ahead, go forward? Get your ass down that well.
DM: He's still at the top of the stairs. He goes, "Well, for one thing, I was paid to go to the temple, and no further. The fact that I have even come this far is because I need to claim my pay."
Player: What do you want, a cookie? Get down the fucking well, let's go.
DM: Avantika goes, "Actually, I think ladies first."
Player: Well, I would insist to join you, if that is the case.
DM: "May the best one win." She dives in.
