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, Nott says that they've been very clear that they're in this for what they can grab for themselves. She corrects you's assumption that she relies on Caleb for protection, saying it's the other way around.
DM: There's a moment pause and the door opens up very quickly with just enough space to let you in. Do you go in?
Player: Yeah.
DM: Okay, you head inside. It's dark in there, but you have your dark vision, so you look around and it looks like Dolan and Horris are both in there. Horris has a candle light with a side hood that's keeping it contained to a small area. Dolan goes, "Oh, thank god you're okay! We're trying-- We don't know what to do."
Player: It's all right. Take a breath. Is there a back door to this place?
DM: "Through the bedroom."
Player: Beau's going to be coming around the back, make sure she gets let in.
DM: "Okay." Horris is in the process of taking things and putting them into a sack. They are basically rapidly--
Player: You're leaving?
DM: "We can't stay here!"
Player: Why?
DM: "If they trace anything back to us, they're going to string us up in front of the tower."
Player: Take a deep breath, friend. Listen, Ulog is dead. He sacrificed himself in a very brave moment. He threw himself at the Richter, threw a gem in her mouth, and exploded in a Fireball. Listen, I think--
DM: "Great, so now we have a murder on our hands, too."
Player: I think--
DM: Horris goes, "Keep your mouth down! Please!"
Player: I don't think any of this leads back to us. We still have to complete our mission. We got to make sure that Lord Sutan is implicated in this, but right now we're clean.
DM: "At this point, that doesn't even matter. We can't--"
Player: The Richter's gone! You have a chance to ascend to her seat! Wasn't that the plan?
DM: "Yes, but if there is any chance they can bring that back to us-- maybe we leave town for a short time. Maybe just go."
Player: Stop. Don't be a coward in this moment. If you want to help this city, if you want to help make the empire better, you're going to have to stand strong. A little risk is going to come with this job, especially in that position. You knew the risk going into this, didn't you? To put your money and your lives at risk?
DM: Make a persuasion check.
Player: 15.
DM: 15. He goes, "You're right, we should--" And Horris goes, "No! What, do you want them to go ahead and throw us in the dungeon? Is that what you want? I understand what you're saying, but none of us knew that the High-Richter was going to be dead! I'm sure they have ways of tracing that back. What good--" And Dolan goes, "Calm down. Please. Maybe he's right, maybe they don't have a way to bring it back. If we see this through--" Horris takes the satchel and sets it on the table, puts the candle below it and walks up, grabs the side of Dolan's shoulders, and says, "I understand, but I don't want to lose you, and this scares the shit out of me." They both take a moment and look at each other. Horris looks at you and says, "I think you're right. Neither of us know how to talk our way out of the guards if they come by, we're not good liars."
Player: I understand. Fortunately, in this situation, you don't have much to lie about. You were here. You weren't at the Richter’s. You weren't involved in it in any way. The Knights of Requital are going to take the fall for this, that would be the only tie-in. Ulog is dead. You have a chance to do some real good here.
DM: Horris nods. "Okay. Then we stay." And Dolan says, "No, I stay. Just in case things go wrong, I want you safe and gone. If this is to be turned around, I'm the one they're going to look to. I’m the one who actually has the political influence here. I'm the one who can talk and make a difference, if that is to be done in the next few days, or the next week. If you can just, for a while, trust me and just leave. Is that okay?" He looks to you, and Horris kind of-- "Fine, but I'll come back soon."
Player: We'll keep an eye out. I promise. If anything needs to be shared between, you can rely on us to pass a message.
DM: Dolan nods. "Okay. I'm good. Sorry, Horris, I don't need you for this. It would be stupid for both of us, should anything go wrong, to be taken, swept up by this. Okay? Trust me."
