It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Keyleth, a half-elf druid . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, The citizens of the town keep a very wide berth as the giants pass and do their best to avoid them. Eagle-you and Scanlan finish their initial loop around the city, and you drops off Scanlan on a wall near the farmlands.
DM: Farmlands look likely to be the largest cluster of people. You can see, since it's getting to the end of the day, there are folks finishing up gathering the crops that were available to them or sort of planting as they go through. And you can see there's about five or six people that are all in one group. Most everyone else seems to be relatively solitary and trying to go about their business as fast as possible.
Player: The town square's emptying out?
DM: The town square? Nobody is in the town square. People are avoiding it like the plague. There's eight bodies hanging from the tree, and nobody wants to be there.
Player: All right. I'm going to swoop down and find a tree, where the five or six farmers are, and perch, see if Scanlan can get a good--
DM: There actually are no trees by the farm, all the trees have been cleared out to make the farmland. So there's actually a bit of the forest that's been cleared for that purpose.
Player: It's just open and empty.
DM: Yeah. You can go to a tree that's nearby, but that's like 300 feet away.
Player: A rooftop? A wall? Anything I can perch on?
DM: There is a wall. There is a wall on the outskirts of Whitestone.
Player: I perch on the wall.
DM: Okay. You swoop down and you perch on the edge of the wall there. It's about 25 feet up.
