It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Beauregard Lionett called Beau, a human monk . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, Towards the core and the back of this final defending pocket of uncorrupted forest is a stone building, windowless and overgrown. Nila determines that whatever the corruption is, it is not natural, and that there is some much older and much more powerful latent reasoning for it.
DM: Looking through, there are a few languages that come through, most of them are elven and they are very old. Some of them appear to be 100, 200, 400-500 years old. Whatever individuals or families or bloodlines have been interred in this space have been placed here for a very long time, until recently.
Player: Until recently, okay.
DM: You do see one that appears to be maybe about ten years old. Very faint elements of wear and tear.
Player: What's the name?
DM: The name on that one would be Elvish and it would be Tyriel Casala.
Player: Tyriel Castala?
DM: Casala.
Player: Casala.
DM: She knows Elvish, but she doesn't really speak it often, so the pronunciations get a little weird.
