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#1 Realistic (ex. stab in the gut is a stab in the gut)

28 (31.1%)

#1 Statistics (ex. stab in the gut deals 75 damage)

5 (5.6%)

#1 Comical Statistics (ex. stab in the gut deals 75 damage plus has a 75 appear above your head for a few seconds)

18 (20%)

#2 Respawn part is done.

9 (10%)

#2 Poll has not been reset so combat can continue.

11 (12.2%)

#2 However, drop your second vote down here to be fair to early voters for combat.

19 (21.1%)

Total Members Voted: 50

[SOLDIER First]

"Seriously, you don't need it. 'S just a duck."

[kj1225]

Kyle glares at him.

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

(Zanzetkuken, do you want me to roll for you climbing the tree as well?)

(Sure.)

(Just had a thought, couldn't the original incarnations add voices to their dialogue (if they wanted to) using a link to Vocaroo on a written out version?)

[SOLDIER First]

"Fine, keep it. _{We c'n probably sell it at the town anyway.."}

[WillowLuman]

(Yes, but that might be a bit tedious now. If people wanted, they could start doing it now, though.)
(I question the wisdom of continuing to use this "rolling" system of mine)

Zanzetkuken also scratched up her arms as she climbed the spruce, but was somewhat more confident in her climbing. However, being larger than the younger SB, the branch sagged worryingly as she climbed to it. As she grabbed for the other tree's branch and swung across, the branch she left snapped partially, but she fortunately had both hands around the sturdier cedar branch.

Now 10 feet up, and with no more handholds, she flipped out her blade and stabbed it into the trunk, using it to help her climb around to the other side. She managed to take a tentative step down the trunk before she fell off, but managed to land with a roll, bruising her elbow and ankle.

[Arcvasti]

**Look, just let him have the duck. But, Kyle, don't get upset if HugoLuman eats it. Its not THAT cute.**

Arcvasti looks around.

**We're just w8ing on HugoLuman now.**

[WillowLuman]

(I guess Propman fell behind and will catch up in a bit?)

HugoLuman did some practice jumps along the shore to build up his confidence, but still felt pretty shaky about it. Looking at Arcvasti, he pawed at his own head, then shook it, and tapped on his sternum instead. He hoped Arc got the message.

[kj1225]

Kyle continues forward making signs for the others to know where he went.

[WillowLuman]

HugoLuman, after a few false starts, leapt to the smaller stone, surprised at how easy the landing was. He readied to jump to the boulder.

[SOLDIER First]

SB followed KJ through the woods, looking behind them uneasily.
"Hey, KJ? Don't you think we should wait for the others?"

[kj1225]

"Nope, and if they can't follow slashes in trees they don't need to know where we are."

[Arcvasti]

Arcvasti sticks behind to make sure HugoLuman makes it across.

[WillowLuman]

(Having no good IRL analogue, I decided to just d6 it)
(...crap)

HugoLuman leaped for the boulder, landing on top but not expecting the slick surface. He slipped off the side and almost landed on the ragged figure. "B' more carf'l, now." He tried to stand up, wishing he could apologize, but as he did so he accidentally stepped in the fisherman's basket and instantly felt a massive jolt in his foot.

Reflexively, he jumped, propelling himself towards the opposite shore. He crashed into the water, smacking his head on one of the stepping stones, before hopping to shore and flailing around on the ground. He started biting at something on his foot, but instantly withdrew his mouth.

"Oh dern. H' stepp'd 'n one'f m' spare hooks."

[Arcvasti]

Arcvasti carefully approached HugoLuman, not sure if his exposure to the water had turned him feral.

**sHHHHH. You'll be fine. I don't actually think I could hurt you if I tried.**

Arcvasti carefully puts the scepter down and resumed his approach, ready to jump backwards at any sign of hostility.

**I am the closest you'll get to a medical professional in this place. You'll be in good hands. Calm. Calm. How do you even approach a wolf safely? I don't know this stuff. I liked cats. Cats are fluffy and adorable and usually non-lethal. Calm. Just relax. I'll probably be able to get that out of your foot. Or maybe not. It might have gotten lodged in there. Still, 8/10 werewolves recommend me. And I probably have corporate sponsors. Calm. Anyways, I have like magical powers and such. Although I'm not sure it'd transfer the hook itself to me. And also I don't want a hook in my foot, even if I'm not AS allergic to silver as you are, it'd still hurt. Calm. Just trust me. Remember the small naked neuter children? Good times. We were friends. Or at least fire-forged acquaintances. Calm. There might even be a cure in the town ahead. Just be a good mildly anthropomorphic canine and don't tear my head off and we'll fix you up. Calm.**

If Arcvasti makes it to HugoLuman without incident, he examines the injured paw more closely. If HugoLuman makes ANY aggressive moves, he jumps back and calls for the others.

[WillowLuman]

OUT OUT OUT STOP STOP STOP.

HugoLuman seems oblivious to anything other than the pain in his foot, but flailing around, claws waving everywhere, jaws frothing, eyes wide, doesn't seem quite safe to approach. As Arcvasti tentatively touches his foot, he reflexively snaps at the hand.

_{"I s'pose I 'ght 't do sm'thn'..."} The figure sighs. "Y' need help?"