It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Scanlan Shorthalt, a gnome bard . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, The spiraling tower of black iron and copper. He throws a square, metal icon.
DM: Yeah, as you approach the two of them, with the red chain around their necks and arms and they are leaning over the edge of the small wooden platform looking dejected at the ground. And approaching them, the skin itself is like a soft white porcelain with a slight translucent blue hue to it, white pupiless eyes. They look human, but they are beautiful and out of place here. Even in their destitution, you can't help but be struck by their presence. Both their chains are currently locked to this stump that is in the center of this wooden platform and behind it you see this grotesque-looking dwarf in very fine clothing that is very very dirty and old. He stands there clutching the edges of his lapel going, "All right, we've got here before you two, two I found and kept beneath my will. For sale. With angel blood within them."
Player: (French accent) Hello, I am slave master Francois Australia and I am curious about your two angel boys.
DM: "Well, if you're looking to purchase, these will both set you back about 10,000 gold apiece or 18 for the set."
Player: (French accent) What can they do? I would be curious to find out.
DM: (whispering) "Whatever the fuck they can do I don't know. I wasn't selling them for their skillset. I was selling them for their uniqueness."
Player: (French accent) How do you know anything about these boys? How did you get them?
DM: "What's it to you, small one?"
Player: (French accent) I like to see a chain of ownership so I know that the previous owner will not hunt me down and kill me in the night!
DM: "There is no previous owner! I went and got them myself! The chain of ownership is this chain right here." He points to the one on the stump. You can see greasy black hair that is parted in the middle, mustache comes down into a weirdly fluffy beard that has weird oily portions of it. He's an awful-looking dwarf. "So, are you going to buy or shall I wait for the ones I'm looking for?"
Player: (French accent) Which ones are those?
DM: "Piss off."
