It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Grog Strongjaw, a goliath barbarian . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, Uten tells Keyleth that he has been in the city for twelve years and worked with Senokir in the jewelry business for ten of them. It is unknown how long Senokir has been in the city, as he keeps his personal life very private.
DM: "Well, here it's a few rooms. It's large enough to house Whaska and his servants to construct the crafts that they are good at."
Player: What do they construct?
DM: "As far as I know, arms, armor. You see, fire giants, they find their sense of self-worth in society by their craftsmanship. So it's a very important thing for some."
Player: Right. Yeah. So, like, wheels? Or like weapons? Arms? You said arms.
DM: "I said arms."
Player: I have a hard time listening when you talk like that.
DM: "Would you like me to speak slower?"
