It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Caduceus Clay, a firbolg cleric . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, Nott puts one of the jewels in bed with him as they hear someone enter the room above, and they dive under the bed. The crewman above falls through the carpet-covered hole into the room with them, waking the sleeper, who stabs him.
DM: A few moments pass. When you finish painting, the wood falls. While that's happening, that moment is occurring, you and Yasha, in the tavern, are keeping an eye. You watch as one of the crewmates comes walking in rather rapidly and goes and talks to somebody in the corner that you recognize from Avantika's crew.
Player: I think I'm going to join in really quickly. Is everything all right? You guys need anything? I've been sober all evening so I'm happy to help.
DM: "I heard Waldok got stabbed for some reason."
Player: Who got stabbed?
DM: "Waldok!"
Player: Waldok got stabbed? But Waldok's so nice!
DM: "I know!"
Player: Who would stab Waldock? That's terrible!
DM: "Exactly! I'm curious!"
Player: Where did you hear this from? Where did this come down from?
DM: "I saw him! He got stabbed! Right out there!" and he points out the door and you can see him motioning towards the bar.
Player: Oh, he seems okay, I guess.
DM: You seem him bleeding out.
