Auntie?

The DM had just revealed a twist they’d been building for several months; the Queen of a major country, and one of the PC’s ex, who had killed her father and married her brother, was a disguised, ancient Lich. Naturally, the player panicked.

Player, steadily getting more higher pitched and screaming: [DM’s name]! [DM]? Hey, HEY [DM]? [DM]!

DM: This is all in character. You’re just screaming at the Gods. [NPC love interest] is watching you in concern.

Player: [DM]! What the fuck. What the FUCK - wait.

Back in character as the Elf Sorcerer: Wait. What about the baby?

Tiefling Rogue: What?

Elf Sorcerer: What the fuck. What the FUCK!

Tiefling Rogue: I’m sorry, what baby?! Did you knock up a motherfucking Lich?!

Elf Sorcerer: No! My brother’s child! My niece! The baby they JUST HAD!

Tiefling Rogue: Are you telling me you’re the aunt to the Antichrist?!

Elf Sorcerer: First of all, fuck you. Second, oh god I am. 

The Jokes are Foreshadowing

Everyone was joking in the groupchat between sessions about the Half-elf Sorcerer’s goal to fuck his way out of the current situation.

Half-Elf Sorcerer: Listen. I can and will fuck anything that consents. Guards? Fucked. Ghosts? Fucked. The Whispered One? Just wait.

Elf Sorcerer: I’m not sure if you can seduce the Whispered One.

Half-Elf Sorcerer: That won’t stop me from trying ;)

DM: I will neither confirm nor deny that the Whispered One is fuckable.

Half-Elf Sorcerer: I’m gonna fuck the Whispered One

Orc Bard: Do NOT

DM: Bold of you to assume you have the power to do so

[Later, after a reveal that the Elf Sorcerer’s ex was actually a lich]

DM: Hey, remember when y'all were talking about fucking the Whispered One? Guess who already has?

Two of the players screamed.