Druid, kneeling in front of a grand elf: "If I give you a child, would you give me your life, your hand, and become my god?"
The grand elf, who is the party's cleric, is looking at the very drunk druid and the very much alive five-year-old child standing right next to them. He needed the bones of a dead child from 800 years ago for a ritual: "I asked you to get the bones of a DEAD CHILD 10 hours ago! Why are you drunk, and who is this child?"
Druid began to sway side by side as he got up: "Sshh, semantics. This child was alive by then."
Child stares at the elf: "Hello, mister, you're so pretty. Like mama, no, more than mama."
An NPC bursts open the doors, blood dripping down her face: "GREGORY!!"
The child runs to the women: "MAMA!"
The druid dramatically falls on his side: "Oh no, the monsters here."
The grand elf drags his hand down his face and lets out a groan: "Oh my god, please tell me you didn't attack a poor, innocent woman and kidnap her child."
