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, Inside is a long dining room with a double window on the wall and a second door that seems to lead into the main foyer. Keyleth walks over to the window and looks out, searching again for any smoke or fire.
DM: You can try to. You reach out. (creak) It opens up and you can see now, a light comes pouring through from the foyer, and you can hear much louder now, the sound of combat, and Grog chuckling, and swings and impacts. You can see a couple of crossbow bolts go (boof) and scatter across the ground.
Player: I would have to use my action to move?
DM: Correct.
Player: You know... (sighs) Yeah, this is going to be worthwhile. I'm going to-- well...
DM: What are you doing?
Player: I hate you.
DM: What are you doing?
