It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Vex Vex'ahlia, a half-elf ranger . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, She says the Kashaw is off brooding somewhere. Zahra was reading up about the history of Whitestone.
DM: "Oh, I'm just learning about the history of Whitestone and I'm very intrigued as to the actual properties of this stone the entire town is built on. There's a lot of really, really interesting things that can be done with the materials in these mountains."
Player: I'm sure you have ideas.
DM: "I do."
Player: I sit down next to her and ask, just catching up, and see if they've spotted any dragons.
DM: You guys continue your conversation, catching up, letting her know how things happened, and vice versa. You don't get any info that any dragons have come by. Apparently, there have been a few other arcane practitioners that have been helping set up some sort of barrier to help, essentially, dissuade attention towards the city. The idea of keeping this place as far off the map as possible, should any prying eyes find their way there. It's in the process of being set up right now.
Player: Zahra, how long did it take you to make that arrow?
DM: "A few weeks."
Player: If I were to give you some more money, do you think you could do it again?
DM: "Probably, based on what-- (sighs) if I'm able to use some of the resources here within the castle, maybe."
