So, if you find a neat temple with a magma pond and no priests to ask about it, you might get the urge to drag a criminal out there and skip them across the magma.
IF YOU DO: DO NOT TRY TO MOVE CLOSER TO THE EDGE TO SEE IF YOU CAN SEE THEM WHEN THEY STOP SKIPPING!
I forgot that magma mist is a thing... somehow.
You are on fire!
Bleeding!
Oh shit.
Need water... *check inventory*
Dwarven Ale 3
Dwarven Rum 3
Dwarven Wine 2
Dwarven Beer 2
...hmmm, well, I don't wanna be holding this shit and on fire... may as well see if I can put myself out with it right?
Yes, I know this is incredibly stupid, hindsight is twenty twenty ok?
*pours the booze out, it disappears immediately so I grab my only fireproof container, a cyclops skull goblet with the ale, my last liquid, and start pouring/refilling it repeatedly*
Uh... doesn't look like the burning is getting worse... this might just wor- *BURST OF BOILING ALE*
FUCK!
WHY DID I DO THIS?
*whip my clothes off and chuck them down the hallway, don't want my masterwork gloves I found burning, don't want my unicorn hide boots and cloak burning either*
*whip off my armor and chuck it too, don't want searing hot metal up against my skin*
Shit... still melting, gotta go find water.
*check the door... YEP, MAGMA MIST IS STILL THERE*
Shit... shit shit shit...
*panic hustle into the tunnels, down a staircase and around to the side entrance*
*haul ass up around the temple spirals the full three stories to the surface*
I could just write a poem or something to heal, but I wanna see if I can survive and keep the scars.
*various dorfs going about their business as usual*
*large wall of bulky muscles and beard runs up, pouring blood, smoke, visibly aflame, and smelling fainly of sauteed pork?*
*without slowing down they keep going right over the next hill*
Thank you Toady, being able to check the travel map while bleeding let me plot a straight line to the nearest part of the river.
*get there... snow everywhere... it's frozen*
Welp, this is how I die then...
SNOW IS WATER!
*toboggan bare-ass across the river, leaving a trail of smoke and gore behind me*
*the bleeding finally stops*
Heh... hah ha ha ha, woo!
Walk back and collect my gear, talk to some of the folks I ran past, sadly I can't ask them what they thought of, you know... the whole nude burning dorf scooting past just now, but hey!