It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Grog Strongjaw, a goliath barbarian . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, Suddenly, Aldor reacts from the back of the room, alarmed and ready to run in the event that she is present. Vanessa tells him that it is okay, Lyra is currently away helping her uncle, Randi.
DM: A barkeep comes by, a human gentleman you recognize from before as Once-Lucky Ned, who had originally given you some information. Comes by, puts the drinks down. "I thought it was you!"
Player: Yep.
DM: "Heh, heh. Phillip! Phillip! It's good to see you."
Player: No, no, it was-- it was Philip before, and now it's Grog.
DM: "Oh, he beat the name out of you. That's harsh."
Player: No, no, no. That was the first time, and then I came back and won my vengeance. Right?
DM: "Right, right."
Player: Yeah.
DM: "You want to be known as... I see (clicks tongue). I got you."
Player: Grog, Grog.
DM: "Grog the Phillip is in town! Should anyone wish to take the title of the Crucible, this would be the one to talk to. Heh-heh."
