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, Pumat Sol is out of healing potions, but Caleb buys 200 gp worth of paper, you buys a pearl of power, Nott buys two incendiary crossbow bolts, and Fjord buys an enchanted shield. The party discusses the Lawmaster’s offer and decides against it.
DM: "Well, the issue here is that many of our finest investigators and hunters will be sent to the east and as such many of the criminals and individuals that we were in the process of finding and bringing to justice will now go free or return and run rampant."
Player: If only my friend were here. Me and my friend Nott are really good at solving crimes, we're the best investigators.
DM: "Well, consider what I'm saying. At the very least, come back and notify me."
Player: Okay.
DM: "No harm no foul otherwise." She leans forward and goes, "Look, I understand. People are as varied as they are selfish. I believe in the Empire, but I definitely don't believe with all the people that run it. I do what I do because I feel if I don't a lot of good people will be crushed under the boot of those that misuse their power. But there are good people here, and we do what we can. I've seen the good that we can do. That's why I'm here. I wish to fight for this land that I call home, to protect those who cannot protect themselves, and combat the destructiveness and selfishness of anarchy. Utopia's impossible, I know that, but I do what I can to make life as livable as possible. Anyway, go speak with your friends, and I'll be here if you need me."
Player: Do you think the war will make it all the way here?
DM: "If the war makes it here, then we're in far more trouble than I anticipated."
