It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Jester Lavorre, a tiefling cleric . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, He wakes after a very restful night's sleep. Fjord accompanies Horris to the city gates only to find that the crownsguard are interviewing everyone leaving the city.
DM: You look behind Fjord at this point, and in the doorway is Horris, arms crossed, biting his lower lip.
Player: Horris?
DM: "Yes?"
Player: Do you know where Kara is?
DM: "I honestly don't. We scattered when the preparations were done to make sure we were far apart so we couldn't be traced together."
Player: Do you know where she lives?
DM: "I don't, actually."
Player: Do you know what she does?
DM: "She says she occasionally works out of that really terrible bar, the Evening--"
Player: The Evening Nip? She works at the Evening Nip?
DM: "I don't go there."
