It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Grog Strongjaw, a goliath barbarian . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, Keyleth follows behind, but can't get close enough to attack. you charges in, raging, and runs up to Jarett.
DM: All right, so you charge in. Angry, you see Jarett's currently reaching back and trying to go for his crossbow now that this entity's in his face. He's grappled it with one arm and he's reaching back to try and grab it. You come rushing in. Go for it.
Player: I take out a holy oil vial out of the Bag of Holding, I crush it in my hand, and I take a swing at whatever he's holding.
DM: All right. Cool. So as you pull out (glass breaking) the pain from the glass even further angers you in your rage. You can see a mix of holy water and blood trickle down from your fist as you clench it. Go ahead and swing for a punch with disadvantage.
Player: That's a one.
DM: So that first strike just whiffs over. Through your anger, you're unable to focus on where this entity may be.
Player: Not off to a good start with this. Number two. Disadvantage. Fuck.
DM: What's the total?
Player: 15.
DM: 15 just barely hits. Go ahead and roll.
Player: One of these guys?
DM: Go ahead and roll that. Half that damage, yes.
Player: One. Plus rage, which is--
DM: Plus strength.
Player: Oh, right. Eight.
DM: So eight points of damage to it. All righty. (whack) It hits, and you hear this (yelps) sound as it takes the impact, and you can see this strange, angry face appear suddenly out of the shimmering air that just then disperses again, and you don't quite know where it is. You can make a third strike now, if you want.
