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, There, they find the city blanketed in dark clouds and all the guards on alert for approaching armies. They notice one citizen, a father, painting a symbol of Vecna over his door in the hopes of protection.
DM: The soldiers take a step back with a look of recognition across you as you step forward with your white dragon scale armor. They know not to approach and there is seemingly a sense of knowing who you are, at least from the legends that are told amongst the streets of Vasselheim. The father turns to you and seeing your lordly approach, and strong voice, immediately. "The nightmares I've had, and I'm not the first. This symbol. It scares me, but if something comes like they say it is, I must it let it know we have no quarrel. To leave my family be."
Player: This symbol will not protect you.
DM: "How do you know this?"
Player: Because I know his followers. They won't have mercy. They'll gouge out eyes, remove your hand, and make you one of them.
DM: Make a persuasion check, please.
Player: Okay. Hold on. 17?
DM: Okay, he looks at you for a moment, his eyes keen with fear, and his face. "You're certain of this, my lady?"
Player: Yes.
DM: "Will you protect us, then?"
Player: We'll do our best. That's what we're here for.
DM: He looks past you, the rest of your companions, all looking well-armed and definitely capable. Looks down and rubs the hair of his little girl, her sandy blonde hair curled up and a bit dirtied. Looking down from her gaze, up to you, he says, "Then I trust you." He takes the tattered paintbrush he was using and smears across the symbol, destroying it. (applause)
Player: Dear god, I hope that works.
DM: He goes inside with his daughter. Before he closes the door: "Thank you. Please, help." Pulls the rest of the cart in and closes the door behind with a slam. The two guards awkwardly look at each other and back to you. "Thank you." "Be safe." And they both wander off.
