It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Yasha Nydoorin, a half-angel barbarian . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, Jester and Fjord, also on deck, only see what appears to be ball lightning, but they see you being hurt by it, and Jester casts Cure Wounds on her, causing the creature to double in size. you and the being continue to battle, with you being seriously injured.
DM: That succeeds. Okay, and that's a good thing. You take 13 points of lightning damage and you do not drop your weapon. You shrug off the numbness from the impact, but it is 15 feet above you.
Player: Fuck.
DM: Which is out of your melee range. It's up near the sail on the mast. It's your turn.
Player: I call out to the Stormlord. What do you want me to do?!
DM: Do you wait for a response?
Player: Yes.
DM: No response. Just the sound of thunder and lightning rolling.
Player: Okay. I move closer to it.
DM: How do you move closer to it?
Player: Is it directly above me?
DM: It's above and back, up by the mast and the sail. About 15 feet above you.
