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, Trent says he would very much like to talk to her in the future. As he and Oremid leave, Caleb leans forward and looks at the ground.
DM: "If you're going to go illegal, you can actually go just beyond the boundaries of the Empire to Shadycreek Run. Entire haven for murderers, thieves, and all sorts of strange people."
Player: Maybe if it's not so gnarly?
DM: "There is Deastok to the west, as well as Kamordah. There's quite good drink in Kamordah. There's Pride's Call if you like the jovial dwarvenfolk there. Much less dark and intense as Grimgolir, because they're right on the boundary and most of them are fighting for the war as well. Personally, Rexxentrum's got it all."
Player: We hear that. Soltryce Academy is located there as well.
DM: "Yeah, that it is."
Player: Do you know anybody that's graduated from that academy?
DM: "Not privately, no. Like I said, I've only been here for about a little over a half a year. To me, it's not been too bad."
Player: Fair enough. Well, I wish you the best.
DM: "You as well, my friends. Drink deep. Play hard."
