It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Jester Lavorre, a tiefling cleric . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, you comes up with the name The Mistake. Caleb has finished casting Comprehend Languages and is able to read the partially burned papers.
DM: "Ah!" He points towards you and, "Um." He's not a very intelligent fellow. "Go... fetch me some... dried meat."
Player: Yeah, I don't feel doing that. Maybe you should just go upstairs.
DM: "I'm going to go lay down for a minute."
Player: Hmm, okay. I'm just going to tie your hands while you're sleeping, though, okay?
DM: "Okay."
Player: All right.
DM: You head down to the cabin quarters to one of the small cots that are there, essentially, and tie him down. He's like, "Mmm." He passes out; he's exhausted.
