It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Percival de Rolo, a human gunslinger . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, After a faithful re-meeting with the parents of Vex and Vax, discussions were had, hats were attempted to be stolen  from  the leader of the city —and successfully done so. The other half of agreements were... pseudo-achieved, and they made their way northward through the Evershifting Grasses to the outskirts of the Moonbrush, a heavy, heavy forested wood that will lead them to their destination after that, which is the Gilded Run, a series of rivers that wrap around their final destination, the Shademurk Bog, where apparently Fenthras exists.
DM: That one is spattered by the impact. You see the chunks of it hit the tree behind, and you see a wing right in front of you, Scanlan.
Player: I reload. I flip around the other side of the tree.
DM: Over to this side here?
Player: Over to this side so I can get a good vantage point on that one that thinks it's hiding right over there. I use my bonus action to cast Hex on him.
DM: To carry it over?
Player: Yep, to carry it over. And I take a shot at him. That's 22 to hit?
DM: 22 hits.
Player: Ten points of damage. Three necrotic.
DM: It gets shot. The impact hits the tree next to it, but it splinters and hits it, takes some damage but not a whole lot.
Player: I'm going to burn an action surge and take three more shots at it.
DM: You can do that. You're ignoring the cover because of your sharpshooter feat, so go for it.
