Me: Ok, I'm going to confront the slavemaster and free the crew from bondage, as it is not meet that any should toil against their will for the profit of another.
DM: Hmm. You know his true name is Sarl, meaning beechwood in the common tongue, so I guess you succeed at the encounter.
Me: Yessssss suck it thou who wouldst imprison free men
DM:... But now you gotta roll to see if, in the heat of your righteous fury, you act in an unwise manner and let pride drive your heart towards petty vengeance.
Me: Fuck. I rolled a 1.
DM: HA! You will come to regret this in decades to come, when the surety of youth is replaced by the hard-won wisdom of a life lived in the service of others
Me: I attempt to detect traps. [D20 clatters] 19!
GM: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.
Me: Are you going to say that every time I try to do something? What does it even say in that GM's Guide?!?
GM: Words are the source of misunderstandings.
