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Message: <blockquote data-quote="JRRNeiklot" data-source="post: 4023621" data-attributes="member: 717">Here's a couple of real life explanations that actually happened to me, that could have just as well been D&D experiences.  Once, when I was about 16 or 17, I fell off a 30 foot bluff.  As I fell, I instinctively grabbed out for anything I could reach.  I happened to grab a small vine that ran up a tree nearby.  I swung out about 1 feet and then the vine started slipping.  It slipped about 3 feet then caught on something momentarily, slipped another few feet, then again, until it finally gave way nd I fell about 10 feet onto a slope which I then rolled down, which absorbed even more energy from the fall.  When I finally stopped rolling, I stood up with hardly a scratch.  In D&D terms, the 3d6 came up all ones.   <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f631.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":o" title="Eek!    :o"  data-smilie="9"data-shortname=":o" /> Another time, when I was young and dumb, the truck overheated.  I decided to open the radiator cap just a little, to let off the pressure.  I turned it just about an  inch, and then BAM!  The cap blew off and VERY hot antifreeze leaped out at me!  I threw my arm up and turned my head away and the result was only a very, very red, and very, very tender arm, and a hell of a lot of pain.  Again, I was lucky and made my save, and the dice came up all ones.A friend of my father's was a paratrooper in WW2.  His chute failed to open and he fell thousands of feet and landed in a freshly plowed field.  He got up, walked several miles to the nearest town where he was hospitalized with a broken back and spent 6 months in the hospital.  I figure he walked into town hanging on to his last hit point, praying a stray goblin wouldn't cross his path.   <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f631.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":o" title="Eek!    :o"  data-smilie="9"data-shortname=":o" /> But, as a couple of people already stated, I was damned scared both times, I didn't just yank the radiator cap off thinking I'd burn an arm hair or two and be about my business.  Nor, I am positive, did my father's friend just say "piss on it, I don't need no stinking parachute!"  So, haystacks or not, it does happen.</blockquote>

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