It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Nott the Brave, a goblin rogue . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, you immediately is hit by a crossbow bolt fired from under the table, and Caduceus comes face to face with Ruzza hiding in a corner. Roll initiative!
DM: He instinctually slaps his hand up and it knocks your arm and it causes the shot to go firing off into the distance.
Player: I will reload and fire again!
DM: All right, go for it.
Player: That's 20.
DM: That'll hit, that'll hit.
Player: Aw, that's cocked. Okay, ten points of damage.
DM: Ten points of damage. This one sinks deep into the left pectoral muscle of Protto, piercing through the armor and then gets stuck. You hear this expiring bit of air from the throat and he seems like he's now having a hard time breathing. He's hurt, he's not at death's door but he's looking pretty hurt. All righty, Nott--
Player: I'll duck down.
DM: That ends your turn. Beau, you're up.
