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, The stranger pulled a card, said,  I wish that I was a powerful lord of the Quadroads,  and then ran off in a carriage that suddenly appeared for him. you never got the stranger's name.
DM: Which actually plays into her opening. The other thing you did, which happens towards the end of the year, is you said you went to the Frostweald.
Player: I did, yeah. I was curious about the werewolves. So I went to go see the nymph in the frozen lake. You know, the one that's all about Grog.
DM: Mm-hm.
Player: So I had a conversation with her, and I felt really bad because I wasn't as affectionate as last time, so I gave her this palm-sized ruby that was at the bottom of the bag. Looked really pretty, so I gave it to her.
DM: She thanked you.
Player: She did. We hit it off. And I asked her if the werewolves were just in the Feywild. Turns out--
DM: Lycanthropy is scattered throughout the planes.
Player: Well, I didn't fucking know that.
DM: Now you do. She passed that information on to you. All right. So. That's the truncated example of Grog's year. We might come back to it here in a minute. Next up would be Pike, because that's a good transition point there. So, what'd you do?
