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, Grog convinces Tary to eat a mouthful of dirt, saying it's a local custom. Keyleth transports them from Terrah to Greyskull Keep in Emon.
DM: --but we're in the process of trying to recover the economy of what was once a very strong economy, of a town that has been under attack. Now, we cannot offer discounts to anybody because right now, we're all in financial dire straits.
Player: Understandable.
DM: So, if you're going to ship, if you're going to move, if you're going to charter, if you're going to purchase, it's going to have to be the ask--
Player: We're looking to charter a ship, full of sailors, who can get us to a circular reef to the southwest, near the Hespit.
DM: Captain Adella. That would be your best bet.
Player: Captain Adella.
DM: "Now." And he points off to the end of one of the nearest docks, there's two that are close by, and there's a long row of various ships that are in the process of being loaded and unloaded, but there appears to be one sailing ship. They have some galleys and long-ships along the side, but there's a sailing ship with the sails currently tied up and bound to the mast, and a crew that is lounging on the deck. There is a woman, towards the edge, that's just walking past. You cannot make out a lot of details from this point, but he points over. "That is Captain Adella. She will be able to help you."
Player: Thank you so much, Dockmaster.
DM: Of course. Now, if you wish to charter, speak with her. Let her know that the Dockmaster is the one that brought you that point, and all shall be well.
Player: Wonderful.
DM: "All right. Good luck, travel safe." And he turns around and walks aw--
