It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Vax Vax'ildan, a half-elf rogue . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, The damage quickly reverts them out of their eel forms. The fight comes down to simply destroying as many of the tentacles as they can, hoping this will allow them to get away.
DM: Un-grapple him? All right. I need you to go ahead and make a-- because this is not you in the grapple, this is him--
Player: Yeah.
DM: This is an athletics check.
Player: Athletics check, goddammit Matt!
DM: Acrobatics is to escape from it. To help somebody else you're having to actually physically force it off.
Player: Plus-- that's shit. Shit. Luck. 11.
DM: Nope. You try and grab, you're hacking at the side, but as you're hacking with the blade, you're watching as it's not quite beating past the hide of the tentacle around it.
Player: Okay. I'm out.
DM: Okay. Keyleth, you're up.
