DM: You hear buzzing, and from behind the trees you notice a group of large, feral bees swarming towards you
me, playing a slightly dim-witted half-orc named Pigfart who trailed off the path a little bit: Oh crap, I yell to let the others know that I found some large bees.
me: *rolls to see if i’m successful in alerting them, critically fail*
DM: Nope, you instead see the bees and immediately think you’re allergic to bees and you flee, and the bees follow
me: Do I make it back to the group? Yes? Okay. *in character* “Pigfart afraid! Pigfart scared!”
our bard, who is Pigfart’s best friend: “whoah what’s the matter, Pigfart?” *the bees emerge and the party notices* “Oh, it’s just a bunch of bees. They’re nothing too bad.”
me: “Me allergic. Get stung and die.”
Proceed to combat where everyone kills off the bees while I just run around in circles in terror