So my half-dragon minotaur barbarian, that I named Gizmo, was sitting in some place eating breakfast. The DM was forcing me to overhear all this yakity-yak from the NPCs about whatever. At first I thought one of them was going to tell me which dungeon I was supposed to go through, but instead it was almost like all these random details were flying at me that I had to piece together myself.
And it's not like I'm all that happy in the first place because thanks to the DM's "world building" and his insistance that he tell me all about it, I got this vague feeling that my minotaur wasn't all that welcome in his "pseudo-Dark Ages" medieval setting. What-ev-er.
Anyway, I'm about to attack one of these babbling NPCs, just to demonstrate what I mean by "setting element relative to the adventure" when this vaguely humanoid-shaped NPC approaches me. He says something like "the King wants you to undertake a quest", and I'm all like "Whoa whoa, 'King'!? Cripes, what's with the Dark Ages techno-speak!? I don't care about the intricacies of the governmental structure of your town, or realm, or wherever the heck I am. Just tell me where the dungeon is."
It was getting late so we had to stop playing. But while the DM was marking the time on his custom calendar (the height of arrogance!), I was thinking - what if I hired a bunch of mute minotaurs to serve as a bodyguard and keep the NPC riff-raff at bay? Oh well, it's a thought.