It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Caleb Widogast, a human wizard . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, The Sour Nest is a stronghold surrounded by a tall wall and dense forest trimmed back to prevent overhanging branches. you sends owl- Frumpkin to scout and sees that the carts have returned and there are at least five people visible inside at first glance.
DM: It's the best use of Prestidigitation. Look at the red light! As you're soaring through the boughs, the leaves and the branches soar past, the wind past your face. You get that high view of down into the courtyard as suddenly you go into a steep dive. Within a moment, you're lifted back up and then dropped onto the ground next to one of the barrels. Frumpkin takes off. The guard glances over, and is going to take a shot.
Player: Take your shot.
DM: Natural five! It's going to put it at a nine. I'm pretty sure that doesn't hit.
Player: Does not hit my owl.
DM: (arrow hissing) "Eh, shit," you hear muttered over the side. Seems bored and wanted to shoot at something that looked interesting.
Player: You hear beside you Arschloch.
DM: There you are in the courtyard now.
