It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Percival de Rolo, a human gunslinger . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, Scanlan calls the dog back. Ripley says she has fairly taken these vestiges as Vox Machina has, but Percy says they still have old debts to settle.
DM: Okay, gotcha. She says, "I have fairly procured a few artifacts for myself, and you have done the same. Do we call it an honorable draw and go our own ways?"
Player: I am in agreement that on that level, all debts are settled and fair. However, I believe we have some previous debts to still settle.
DM: "I have no interest in the petty tyranny of drakes and dragons. Every great beast that has asserted dominance through history has fallen to the ingenuity of man. I worry not what you're after."
Player: You are so dull!
DM: "The other races, Percy, and you know this in your heart, they lack our dynamic ability to adapt, to build upon failure so quickly that success becomes an inevitability. I have faith you will all succeed in your mission, so long as you keep your precious white-haired boy in the lead."
Player: You two really follow her? Are you idiots?
DM: The man with the dagger out glares off at you in the distance. Make a perception check, actually.
