It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Taryon Darrington, a human artificer . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, A couple of hours later, the ship comes upon an unnatural-looking fog bank in the ocean. Adella tries to veer around it.
DM: Yeah, that could climb up and get onto the edge of the ship, right next to Keyleth, who's currently concentrating. You see her eyes kinda glowing, and her hands glowing with this faint aqua-look as the water is now, immediately to the right of her, curling up and splashing over the bow of the ship, and just pouring into the ship below.
Player: So cool. So cool. Okay, I just yell back to Doty, Get rid of the grappling hooks! I don't know, I have no idea what I'm doing.
DM: Okay.
Player: And then I see that the giant thing in front of me, right? Do I see the thing?
DM: You do see it, yeah. It's currently bound by the series of thorny vines.
Player: Great. I'll reach into my magic bag, and pull out a vial of acid and just throw it at the thing.
DM: Okay. Go ahead and roll an attack. It is restrained, so you have advantage on the ranged attack roll.
