It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Vex Vex'ahlia, a half-elf ranger . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, She finds the pond from her vision after about 40 minutes of travel, identifies the footprints of the creature, and stealths after it. In a glade, after following the footprints for a while, you finds that the trail has gone cold.
DM: 32. Okay. You step out into the shadow, using the edges, and you do see the very faint trail-- not of feet on the ground, but of claw marks, carefully placed. Almost like it monkey-walked along the sides of this glade. The tracks and claw marks stop in this small cluster of bushes where inside, you can just barely see the faintest hidden glow of six tiny yellow dots.
Player: Is it looking at me?
DM: It's hard to tell the direction.
Player: Yeah. I'm going to take out an arrow.
DM: Okay.
Player: Oh god. And I'm going to fire a Bramble Shot at the eyes, and I'm Sharpshooter.
DM: You are. Okay, Sharpshooter, so minus five to hit, plus ten to damage. Go for it.
