DM- Keth, as you and Sorin are starting a random fire in the ally, you hear hissing from behind Sorin.

Keth- Sorin. Turn around and check out what that is.

Sorin- Do I have to?

Keth- Do it or I'll throw you.

Sorin (OoC)- Like...In game or real life?

Keth (Ooc)- Pick one.

Sorin- I...Turn around and check it out.

DM- Roll a D20.

Sorin- *Rolls one*

Literally everyone- Oh, crit fail!
You're fucked son.
First death of the campaign?
Rest in pieces.

DM- Behind you is a gorgon. It seems to be this towns fireman. And you, my dear, have been turned to stone.

-----Later, as Keth has taken Sorin in the stone to the ship and they've set sail, a fight has begun----

Keth- I'm going to throw Sorin at the guys to knock them over the edge.

Sorin (OoC)- What? No! You'll throw me off too!

Keth (OoC)- You're a statue, you have no say in this.

DM- Err...Roll a D20?

Keth- *Rolls a 1*

DM- *Deep sigh* You throw Sorin off the edge, missing the guys...Sorin now sits at the bottom the ocean, and the men charge you.