FINALLY gaming again on a semi-regular basis, so I feel more comfortable taking up space around here. Okay, yeah, it's Pathfinder 2e, but I'm working on it.
ANYWAYS.
Scene: Someone is stealing baby stegosauruses from a herd. The PCs have tracked them down. I go for an Intimidate check, despite having no idea what it is we're facing (yay, blown Recall Knowledge checks).
Miko; "Hey, Creature! Leave those kids alone!"
All-told, we've been playing about 5 hours leading up to this one. One member of our party has been throwing sling bullets at things, or moving into melee and swinging a sickle around, all to absolutely no useful effect. Our fighter takes a MASSIVE crit that nearly takes him down in one shot. Her turn rolls around ...
That player: "I'll cast Magic Missile."
DM: "You can cast spells?"
Player: "Uh, yeah, I'm a witch."
DM: "You hadn't cast a spell in so long, I totally forgot."
(Casters in PF2 have infinite-use cantrips. There's no logical reason she shouldn't have been using those.)
"There's an ancient saying passed down through dozens upon dozens of generations, from parent to child in my homeland, a phrase of undeniable wisdom, to be used in a situation such as this. That saying is KISS MY FURRY BUTT."