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, The party leaves the kitchen and scatters. As he leaves the room, Percy hears the voice again, saying  Yessss.... 
 you follows Seeker Assum, and requests that he, as a fellow ranger, teach her in the art of stealth.
DM: And as you all scatter, Percy, as you walk out, the same voice creeps into your ear, "Yes." Now, as you step out with Seeker Asum, who now has a bit of haste to his step, arms crossed, looking around. "So you wish to speak with me?"
Player: Yes, I do. You're a ranger.
DM: "I am."
Player: You're very sneaky.
DM: "I can be."
Player: I've only ever seen people like thieves, like my brother, do things like you've done. Can you teach me anything that you know to help me maybe be a little more stealthy, as well?
DM: (sighs) "We'll go over what you know, and perhaps there are a few tricks that I can teach you in the three days I have. I can't guarantee that it'll be extremely changing, as that's a very short time to train over what I've learned over a lifetime, but I can certainly attempt."
Player: I appreciate it.
DM: "I require your concentration for those days, though, before I leave."
Player: Utmost.
DM: "All right. Meet me at the morrow, crack of dawn. I'll be at the front of your keep."
Player: Okay.
DM: "Very well." And he heads off, outside of the keep. The rest of you, what are you doing?
