It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Vex Vex'ahlia, a half-elf ranger . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, There is an awkward moment as Pike and Keyleth realize why she is late.
DM: "A title that has been unfulfilled for quite some time, and I, for one, being the figurehead of the city, I wish to welcome you as a member of our chamber, as the Grand Mistress of the Grey Hunt. Do you understand the responsibilities?"
Player: I have no idea of the responsibilities. In fact, I have no idea what being a lady really means, except for saying I'm a lady every once in a while.
DM: "To be perfectly honest, it means very little."
Player: Oh!
DM: "I can say that from experience. It means people look at you and expect you to have the answer, and you--"
Player: Have all the answers.
DM: She leans in and goes, "And you're really just making it up best you can, but you do your best. But as the Grand Mistress of the Grey Hunt, upon the completion of the Grey Hunt, you are responsible for overseeing local diplomacy and rooting out mundane and supernatural dangers throughout the surrounding Parchwood."
Player: All right.
DM: "To protect the citizens of Whitestone."
