Exploring a tomb. Deep inside, I managed to step on a trap...dodged it, and took an iron great axe to the leg. It vacated it's long-standing position...fuck it, I got a masterwork crutch from these ruins, the bleeding will stop and in the mean time I'll keep going.
Next step is a trap. I dodge onto another trap for the second time. Silver mace shatters my crutch arm. Ok, now I'm in extreme pain. No biggy. Pick up the crutch with my other arm, continue on.
Another trap. The iron 2h sword lops off my last functional arm. Things are not looking good.
Another step, another trap. I roll to the side to dodge it.
Promptly putting me into a sword trap that amputates my last good foot. Didn't need it anyway.
I crawl towards the door yet again, this time it's an arrow, and it tears through a lung and shatters a floating rib. I think I may have passed out here.
Come to without having improved, and survey my situation. I've spotted another 6-7 traps littering the room at odd intervals, but haven't really made headway towards the next room, getting diverted laterally instead.
I take another apprehensive squirm towards the ladder. No traps.
I continue all the way across the room, smearing red as I go, reaching the ladder, and on the tile directly in front of it I'm bisected at the waist by another iron greataxe.
So goes Urist McAkbar, may the children learn from his observation failure.
-artistic license
Stumbled into a trap room, spotted a good 6-7 traps already. Step out, dodge trap, land on another one, lose a leg. Crutch walk, lose an arm. Fuck it, crawled across room and hit several traps, most landing, some deflecting, left a giant smear of blood and body parts across the floor. Died by bisection at the ladder.