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Category:Ferravale

2017-11-30T23:48:41Z

Riverdale:

Ferravale is a vermin town in Mosssflower, north of Redwall Abbey.

The Long Patrol has arrived! But not in Ferravale....oh, well. Maybe we can kick some evil behind here soon... :D (Marek's Revenge TP)

2017-11-30T23:44:11Z

Riverdale:

FV:Pond
This is a large pond that is close to the fields and the orchands of Ferravale. The pond looks very well cared for and in warm months flowers of all colors grow around it. The pond is large enough to have a small fishing boat big enough for two beasts and also for a good number of beasts to swim in. In winter beasts can enjoy ice skateing. There is also a couple oak and maple trees here growing by the large pond.
Exits: [P]ath [T]o [G]raveyard, [B]ack

Flicktail the fox. Nightbreath the ermine. Blisa the cat, Ferdinand the ferret and DoraRose the mouse. John the squirrel.

'''Flicktail''' is sitting in the water looking very much the drown rat with his fur all sodden

'''Nightbreath''' walks over to the pond, about to begin his daily meditations. He nods to Flicktail and removes his grey hood. He breathes deeply.

Flicktail exclaims, "breath o the night ello!" he waves getting water everywhere

Nightbreath blinks as water droplets spatter onto his whiskers and he can't help laughing softly. "Tail of the Flick! Greetings," he says with a smile.

Flicktail says, "I am pleased to se you safe, the abbey was taken ya know" Flicktail says, "as was me sword"

"Alas," Nightbreath murmurs. "But allies have arrived," he says, perking up a little. "The Long Patrol is camped in the woods."

Flicktail says, "I ave not seen em yet, and I need know where me blade is...I don't wanna be the first champion to lose it"

"Aye," Nightbreath says. "Twould be unfortunate." He smiles softly.

Flicktail says, "breath o night yer a seer...can you elp me?"

"With what?" Nightbreath inquires, his ears twitching a little.

Flicktail says, "I need to find me blade and elp the beasts"

The sound of voices can be heard, and soon after the first sound is noted, the owners of the voices appear through the trees. It's '''Blisa''' and '''Ferdinand''' coming through the trees in deep discussion, '''DoraRose''' and 4 stoat guards trailing behind. Blisa looks older and more serious than she did only a season before.

"Excuse me one minute," Nightbreath says, before rising and walking over to the new arrivals. "Hail, Warrior," he says to DoraRose after nodding to Blisa briefly. "I found something of yours in the woods."

Flicktail cocks his head watching as he exits the water

DoraRose raises an eyebrow, tapping the head of her battleaxe absently, mostly to assure herself that it's not what the Seer found. "Oh? What of mine did you find?" Blisa pauses for just a moment to nod in return to the ermine, then continues her now whispered conversation with her most trusted bodyguard. Ferdinand listens as he waves to the fox.

"Your husband," Nightbreath says with a quick grin. "Has he arrived in the village yet? I believe he planned to come here as soon as he could."

Flicktail moves over to listen to the conversation

Blisa and Ferdinand go quiet and listen as this piece of news sinks in. DoraRose's face brightens tremendously. "No, he hasn't. Oh, that's wonderful! Wait....Oh! That means the Long Patrol have arrived! This is wonderful news! How is Leon? Did he seem alright?"

Nightbreath smiles, murmuring, "I knew you'd be happy," before speaking at normal volume. "He seemed well considering the circumstances of this region. He had no ill news other than regarding the Gawtrybe; apparently they have a new leader that hates Leon's companions and threatened them. But as far as I could tell he was fine."

Flicktail says, "I have to speak wi th patrol....so that we can get our abby back...and with Chief Blissa"

DoraRose nods, still grinning from ear to ear. "Good." Blis alooks at the fox, smiling slightly. "Yes, retake Redwall, rescue my father, and make Marek fear me and my snake. That shouldn't be too hard...everyone seems ot fear Basilisk." She chuckles some. Ferdinand smirks. "Do you blame them?"

"Flicktail--Could we continue our discussion later?" Nightbreath asks. "I just recalled a task of some importance my Apprentice and I must undertake immediately." He shrugs apologetically before disappearing into the village.

Flicktail asks, "where is that snake anyways? I like that fellow. oh and hello Dora Rose"

DoraRose nods a greeting as Ferdinand looks at the Abbey Champion in shock. Blisa just laughs. "Have you met him? He wants to eat beasts! And I'm not sure where he is...I'm sure he's alright though. He has armour, so it's hard to hurt him." )

Flicktail chuckles tp Blissa and Dora Rose "oakenpaw tol me all about Basalisk, andhow he swallowed someting o yer mum's and you whacked im till e gave it back

Told by some beast (who did not give their name) that he would find the young leader near the pond, '''John''' makes his way over to the pool. Getting lost on the way, due to him being unfamiliar with the area, he finally found it. Seeing the beasts, he hails them, saying, "'Ello there, friends!"

Blisa chuckles, too. "Yeah, I remember that. It was a necklace. I still find it interesting that he listened to me..." DoraRose turns and waves to the squirrel, smiling as she shifts her hold on her black battleaxe. Ferdinand shakes his head. "That thtupid thnake ith a pain."

John comes over, and, hear the ferret, chuckles. "Aye, tha' 'e is..." he nods. "How 'ave ye beasts been?"

Flicktail hols out his arms "Can I get a hug from me Favorite Nice Blissa, and 'Ferdy' and Dora rose? I could use one" the wet fox says

Blisa smiles at the squirrel. "We just heard that the Long Patrol is nearby, so I at least am doing splendidly. And you?" Ferdinand looks at the sopping fox warily. "Um, no thank you. I don't feel like getting wet at the moment." DoraRose busts out laughing and shakes her head at the Abbey Champion.

Flicktail says, "I am afraid what the breath o night said is true, we ave been betrayed by the Gawtrybe squirrel who as forced treesong to be is mate"

"Good." The squirrel says, "Than are they goin' tae 'elp out anytime soon? Ain't good tae anybeast if they jus' stand idly abou'." Turning to the drenched fox, John adds, "Is tha' why Ekon was in a foul mood? An' wha' is thae beast's name?"

Blisa shrugs. "I heard what the set day was, but I don't want to say it here, just in case there are any spies hidden in trees or something. I will tell you right before we are to leave." DoraRose grits her teeth. "Avar, or Alvar, or something like that, I'm sure. I wonder how he did it? I was starting to think of Treesong as my friend; I'll kill that guy if he has hurt her."

Flicktail says, "if the darned SQUIRRELS would talk ta me I could go be treesong's champion"

John nods, "Aye, well thae tribe are rather...an odd bunch, arn't they?" He grunts. "Ah don' like any o' 'em either, thae Ah thin Ah met tha' Alvor beast once or twice..."

Blisa taps her foot. "If Treesong or Ekon had stayed the Chieftain of the tribe, I know we would have their help. We need to investigate..." she adds in a low voice. DoraRose shakes her head and smiles slightly at the fox. "She might have a true love somewhere who would be a more fitting champion for her, Flicky. Sorry."

John snorts, adding, "An' Ah don' think they'd take kindly tae a fox comin' near 'em."

Flicktail says, "then , Mrs. Dora Rose, we need to find that love and elp IM"

DoraRose smiles at the fox. "Yes, we do. But I think our friend is right; I doubt they would appreciate a fox comign to fight with their Chieftain." Blisa stays quiet fro now, mostly because she is thinking. Ferdinand and the other 4 guards are doing their job; guarding the young cat.

John shrugs. "As for who tha' beast is, Ah woundn' knae- Ah only met Treesong a few times." he sighs. "Ah'd dae it mesalf, if only tae get 'em back on our side."

Blisa suddenly grabs hold of Ferdinand's paw and starts to walk off. "It was nice to see you all. C'mon, Ferdy, I have an idea..." Ferdinand waves over his shoulder as he allows himself to be dragged away. The 4 other guards silently follow. DoraRose sighs, then turns and waves. "Hope to see you again soon! I better go and make sure her idea is a good one..." and soon the whole party is out of sight.

Thanks for reading! :)

Groups:

* [[Order_Redwall_0|Order of Redwall]]
* [[Ferravale|Ferravale]]

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[[Category:July_2014]]
[[Category:Redwall_Abbey]]
[[Category:Vermin_RP]]
[[Category:Woodlander_RP]]
[[Category:Redemption of Marek]]
[[Category:Ferravale]]
[[Category:RP_Logs]]

Zork Is Awake!(Marek's Revenge TP)

2017-11-30T23:43:47Z

Riverdale:

''This happen in the Infirm of Redwall''

'''[[Zork]]''' has been in the infirm the past week, ever since the fight with Zarola, a fight that he didn’t seem to get that injured from, something else caused this. A couple days ago he scared the healers as he muttered something about dark forest and martin and then he was quiet again, well till now as he makes a very weak groan.

'''[[Lorimis]]''' is sat dozing in a chair besides Zork's cot, someone has been there every day whilst he slept and the abbot wakes up as the badger groans and fumbles for his glasses, "Zork?"

Zork moves his right paw slightly and his eyes flutter open as he tries to speak but when one has been like this for a week, their mouth can be very dry feeling, he instead coughs a couple times roughly and his eyes stay open. He does look like one who is maybe half asleep.

Lorimis stands by Zork's side, one paw reaching out to hold his big paw the other moving a glass of water to his lips "Take it easy Zork."

Zork sips the water and coughs and finally gets out a couple words, "Feel..weak, tri.." He manages a couple more sips and he blinks a few times finally also focusing on just who is speaking to him, "L..Lori..mis."

Lorimis says, "I am not surprised, you have been asleep for a week Zork," He sits back down, still holding the Badger's hand as a healer hurries over, "I've been worried about you""

Zork doesn't say much as a healer checks him over, still looking worried them self, he looks at Lorimis and coughs once, but his throat isn’t as dry now and the paw shakes some as he cups it faintly around Lorimis paw. "W..Week?"

Lorimis nods his head and smiles softly, "Yes but you are back with us now... I am so glad you are awake my old friend."

Zork tries to smile and move, even if faintly and finds he is unable to, he does speak a little more, "I..no strength to even..g..get up"

Lorimis says, "Yes... well you have had a very nasty turn Zork, rest... please." He places a hand on the badger's brow and frowns, "You are still very weak."

Zork nods slightly, "Yeah..rest. I..I won't be able ta help..abbey" He frowns , probably using what energy he has to speak, "I..talked ta Martin. I..saw him and he said things..-coughs roughly and tenses up-..owww..even offered me..something else.."

Lorimis smiles and nods, "Martin talks to us all when needed my friend, he comes to those of us in need whenever he feels his words will aid us"

Zork frowns. "A..Aid?..How.." He sounds tried.." I'm..needed yet...can't do.." Tears form in his eyes now and he can't really wipe them away." He even said I could..follow him inside...gates, almost did..almost." He closes his eyes "But I..Couldn’t, not yet..I backed away and he forced me to lie down..and then I woke up and saw you."

Lorimis says, "You are home now Zork, where you are meant to be, rest, recover. We can talk about your dream more when you are feeling better."

Zork seems like he wants to say more and nods weakly, looks like he wants to sleep. "Oh..Lor..Lorimis...I saw..he showed me...Benar and..z..zinn..lot of hares and.." He takes a couple deep breaths, "Ta..tall badger with ax, think..Martin said coming."

Lorimis asks, "They are coming?" He grins at that, "Then.. it is nearly time" He hugs Zork's arm, "You have given me hope my friend..."

Zork manages a smile and nods , he would hug the abbot back normally but he is still very very weak, "Yeah...and do..need to talk to you."

Lorimis says, "Of course Zork, my door is always open to you whenever you need to talk"

Zork shakes his head, it's clear its important now, even if he is very much weak and tried still, he still has a seriousness in his voice or tries to. "Lorimis, I..want to..join abbey..Brothers.." His voice trails some and the healer checks him at first worried and then looks at Lorimis "He fell asleep Abbot Lorimis, his breathing and heart rate is a lot better than it was yesterday, he appears out of danger but he has a very long road to recovery"

Lorimis stares at Zork for a moment then smiles gently and leans over to kiss his forehead, "All are welcome... even you Zork... we will welcome you with open arms..."

Zork rests now, out of danger but still very weak and will need a lot of help as the next few days, even weeks come, it’s unclear if he got to hear Lorimis response or not but he can speak further on that another day.

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[[Category:June_2014]]
[[Category:Events_-_Mega_Plots]]
[[Category:Redemption of Marek]]

Zork Is Awake!(Marek's Revenge TP)

2017-11-30T23:43:25Z

Riverdale:

''This happen in the Infirm of Redwall''

Zork has been in the infirm the past week, ever since the fight with Zarola, a fight that he didn’t seem to get that injured from, something else caused this. A couple days ago he scared the healers as he muttered something about dark forest and martin and then he was quiet again, well till now as he makes a very weak groan.

Lorimis is sat dozing in a chair besides Zork's cot, someone has been there every day whilst he slept and the abbot wakes up as the badger groans and fumbles for his glasses, "Zork?"

Zork moves his right paw slightly and his eyes flutter open as he tries to speak but when one has been like this for a week, their mouth can be very dry feeling, he instead coughs a couple times roughly and his eyes stay open. He does look like one who is maybe half asleep.

Lorimis stands by Zork's side, one paw reaching out to hold his big paw the other moving a glass of water to his lips "Take it easy Zork."

Zork sips the water and coughs and finally gets out a couple words, "Feel..weak, tri.." He manages a couple more sips and he blinks a few times finally also focusing on just who is speaking to him, "L..Lori..mis."

Lorimis says, "I am not surprised, you have been asleep for a week Zork," He sits back down, still holding the Badger's hand as a healer hurries over, "I've been worried about you""

Zork doesn't say much as a healer checks him over, still looking worried them self, he looks at Lorimis and coughs once, but his throat isn’t as dry now and the paw shakes some as he cups it faintly around Lorimis paw. "W..Week?"

Lorimis nods his head and smiles softly, "Yes but you are back with us now... I am so glad you are awake my old friend."

Zork tries to smile and move, even if faintly and finds he is unable to, he does speak a little more, "I..no strength to even..g..get up"

Lorimis says, "Yes... well you have had a very nasty turn Zork, rest... please." He places a hand on the badger's brow and frowns, "You are still very weak."

Zork nods slightly, "Yeah..rest. I..I won't be able ta help..abbey" He frowns , probably using what energy he has to speak, "I..talked ta Martin. I..saw him and he said things..-coughs roughly and tenses up-..owww..even offered me..something else.."

Lorimis smiles and nods, "Martin talks to us all when needed my friend, he comes to those of us in need whenever he feels his words will aid us"

Zork frowns. "A..Aid?..How.." He sounds tried.." I'm..needed yet...can't do.." Tears form in his eyes now and he can't really wipe them away." He even said I could..follow him inside...gates, almost did..almost." He closes his eyes "But I..Couldn’t, not yet..I backed away and he forced me to lie down..and then I woke up and saw you."

Lorimis says, "You are home now Zork, where you are meant to be, rest, recover. We can talk about your dream more when you are feeling better."

Zork seems like he wants to say more and nods weakly, looks like he wants to sleep. "Oh..Lor..Lorimis...I saw..he showed me...Benar and..z..zinn..lot of hares and.." He takes a couple deep breaths, "Ta..tall badger with ax, think..Martin said coming."

Lorimis asks, "They are coming?" He grins at that, "Then.. it is nearly time" He hugs Zork's arm, "You have given me hope my friend..."

Zork manages a smile and nods , he would hug the abbot back normally but he is still very very weak, "Yeah...and do..need to talk to you."

Lorimis says, "Of course Zork, my door is always open to you whenever you need to talk"

Zork shakes his head, it's clear its important now, even if he is very much weak and tried still, he still has a seriousness in his voice or tries to. "Lorimis, I..want to..join abbey..Brothers.." His voice trails some and the healer checks him at first worried and then looks at Lorimis "He fell asleep Abbot Lorimis, his breathing and heart rate is a lot better than it was yesterday, he appears out of danger but he has a very long road to recovery"

Lorimis stares at Zork for a moment then smiles gently and leans over to kiss his forehead, "All are welcome... even you Zork... we will welcome you with open arms..."

Zork rests now, out of danger but still very weak and will need a lot of help as the next few days, even weeks come, it’s unclear if he got to hear Lorimis response or not but he can speak further on that another day.

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[[Category:June_2014]]
[[Category:Events_-_Mega_Plots]]
[[Category:Redemption of Marek]]

TinyPlot

2017-11-30T23:39:36Z

Riverdale:

= Past TinyPlots =
* [[:Category:The_Earthquake|The Earthquake]], 2002
* [[:Category:The_Plague|The Plague]], 2009
* [[:Category:Bloodclaw|Bloodclaw]] (Abbot kidnapped), 2010
* [[:Category:Sometimes_Club: Empire of the Rising_Sea|Sometimes Club: Empire of the Rising Sea]], 2012
* [[:Category:Thorns_of_Steel|Thorns of Steel]], 2012
* [[:Category:Bolts_of_Chaos|Bolts of Chaos]], 2013
* [[:Category:Redemption of Marek|Redemption of Marek]], 2014/15
* [[:Category:Frosted_Arrows|Frosted Arrows]], 2015

'''Please help expand this list!'''

[[Category:Lore]]
[[Category:Logs]]

TinyPlot

2017-11-30T23:39:23Z

Riverdale:

= Past TinyPlots =
* [[:Category:The_Earthquake|The Earthquake]], 2002
* [[:Category:The_Plague|The Plague]], 2009
* [[:Category:Bloodclaw|Bloodclaw]] (Abbot kidnapped), 2010
* [[:Category:Sometimes_Club: Empire of the Rising_Sea|Sometimes Club: Empire of the Rising Sea]], 2012
* [[:Category:Thorns_of_Steel|Thorns of Steel]], 2012
* [[:Category:Bolts_of_Chaos|Bolts of Chaos]], 2013
* [[:Category:Redemption of Marek]], 2014/15
* [[:Category:Frosted_Arrows|Frosted Arrows]], 2015

'''Please help expand this list!'''

[[Category:Lore]]
[[Category:Logs]]

Trouble On The Road, But Marek is not involved(Redemption of Marek TP)

2017-11-30T23:35:34Z

Riverdale:

RW Abbey: Badger Mother's Room
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The room you enter is rather neat and almost spartanly furnished, quite a visual contrast if you entered from the cluttered Dibbun's room adjacent. The warm red of the sandstone walls is the primary motif, broken in only a few places. There's a small leaded glass window for light, a bed (rather massive, which might give one a hint at it's occupant) with a coverlet of brightly dyed and woven cloth and a small table with a chair; this is holding a small pile of books and papers, a candle in it's holder and a couple odd Dibbun toys that ended up there somehow. The only real ornament in the room is a middle sized, carefully framed parchment: a charcoal and ink drawing of some group or family of badgers.
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Exits: [Hall]way, [D]ibbuns' [A]rea

Oz looks to be getting ready to go somewhere as he has his staff and traveling cloak on, as well as a couple other things he slips into a pocket he has.

Leon knocks on the door and waits for a response

Oz tilts his head as he speaks, “Enter, I was on my way out, just a short trip to help someone feel better and have less worry. Shouldn’t be out too long and I do need to get outside the abbey once in a while.”

Leon enters and looks around the room before looking at Oz, “Trip? Where to? I was going to Ferravale to get more hot root since it was my daughter that caused the abbey to be out of it now and Ferravale is the closest place that has it now since the market is closed in winter season. Maybe we both can go and you mentioned feeling better, is someone ill?”

Oz answers, “Maybe I will tag along, My Uncle..well mine and Zork’s, was heading to Ferravale and was supposed to send word he arrived as soon as he got there and he has not sent anything and he is one that if he says as soon as he gets there, he literally means as soon as he gets there and Zork is concerned, as am I so I thought I see if he made it and maybe forgot, though that’s rare for him to forget something like that and it would be good to have company” He then adds “And Sister Jenn is watching the dibbuns till I return”

Leon adjusts his healers pack and nods “Alright lets head out, this way we can get there by lunch hour, if needed stay the night if we are there too long and leave in the morning and get back here by noon tomorrow”

The two head off very shortly after breakfast and head to Ferravale and most of the way it’s a nice peaceful walk as its sunny out. Some snow is around but it’s not too terribly cold out, yes it’s cold but not like danger zone cold till probably well into nightfall and this is morning hours.

== Walking along the road and maybe the woods a little bit on the way to Ferravale==

Leon walks along as he looks back and forth, “Well one good thing, not many beasts travel in the winter along the roads and it’s still cold yet for any trouble”

Oz nods as he walks beside Leon, “This is true but it is also oddly quiet now as before birds were tweeting some.”

Leon hasn’t noticed really, “Not noticed” He said quietly, “ Then you seem to hear a lot better than most beasts.”

Oz hmms and suddenly falls flat on his face on the path, he feels along the ground and finds a long large staff and feels it as he frowns, “Leon..do you recognize this?” He asks and holds it out after slowing standing.

Leon gets closer and frowns , “Zee’s staff..”

Coldcalw is off to the side on a path not too far away, along with a weasel and rat.

The archer cat, know as Bo is behind a tree and his keen eye sight catches the woodlanders walking along, but he doesn’t go for an arrow he just watches them for now.

Oz nods to Leon and listens, he also smells the air and frowns, “Yes and my sense of smell is more in tune as well and we may not be so alone as we think we are Brother Leon, we may have unwanted company soon”

Leon dislike the frown Oz has and slips out a dagger he keeps with him, “Great just what we don’t need but we are close to Ferravale anyways, so that’s good.”

Coldclaw watches the badger and mouse as one of the rats speak, “It’s a badger..” He is suddenly slaps as Coldclaw mutters “I am not blind ya fool now quiet”

The archer rolls his eyes as he watches the rat and weasel argue between themselves and looks at Leon and Oz as he fiddles with an arrow getting ready to fire it if needed.

Oz gets a tighter grip on his staff as he stops and lays a paw on Leon’s shoulder getting close to whisper, “We need to try to head to the river and carefully head to Ferravale that way, If I remember it leads to the mill, the mill is by the river as it needs the river to power it. We could go into Ferravale that way and avoid the unwanted company and the river is just up ahead” He pulses as he listens and he already has the scents “A rat and a couple weasels..maybe a cat but not a cat we know and there is only 3 beasts on the ground the other is not and that can’t be good, it means they are in a tree”

Coldclaw draws forth his twin blades as he steps into view, “How many badgers are in this woods, then only one concerns me and wonder if your related somehow stripedog?”

Leon spins around to see the weasel and folds his arms over his chest, “That’s not the best thing to call a badger.” He notices the blades, and the other weasel and rat, “I highly suggest you leave us alone, this close to Ferravale it’s not wise to stir up trouble”

Coldclaw smirks “Too late for that I like trouble.” The rat and other weasel stay close by him and the hidden archer cat in the tree watches as well.

Oz takes a defense stand and listens to where the beasts are and remains somewhat calm, but a little uneasy not knowing where the cat is.

Leon keeps an eye on the group, “Look we are beasts of Redwall, so let us pass”

Coldclaw chuckles and as he studies Oz a grin starts to form on his muzzle “A blind stripedog, what fun..” He snaps his fingers for the other beasts to surround them, “Redwallers you say..sounds like a way to get gold to me..attack”

The weasel and two rats go to attack the two, the cat aims the arrow and waits for any sign to fire.

Oz is prepared and listens, sidestepping once and spins the staff, he hits the rat in the chest and the weasel he goes to trip if he is hearing right the weasel is very close and foolishly charging, he also makes sure he knows where Coldclaw is.

Leon is not much of a fighter but can use a dagger for self-defense if he has to.

The rat has the breath knocked from him and oofs softly and the weasel gets tripped and his head hits a rock and he is out cold. The archer aims and fires his arrow at the badger seeing him as a much more threatening target

Coldclaw goes to get near the mouse as he takes out his sword “Last words? Or you could give up and we return you to your abbey…well for lots and lots of gold that is”

Oz hears the arrow and sidesteps, but he doesn’t totally avoid it as it slices across his leg and he lets out a yelp of pain, he goes to limp to where Leon and Coldclaw is swing his staff at the weasel in front of Leon, hoping it hits the weasel and hopefully not Leon.

Leon keeps a good grip on the dagger, it’s fairly easy to see he only has one paw, the other is missing.

Coldclaw laughs, “This is laughable a one pawed mouse and a blind stripedog “ The laugh is short lived as the staff connects and the weasel slumps to the ground unconcious..yeah that will leave a good mark and a headache and one very peeved off weasel when he wakes up.

The archer goes to try and get another arrow and this time a poison one and fires it at Oz.

Leon eyes widen as he sees the staff connect and looks at Oz..”Whoa..You’re good with that staff or very very lucky”

Oz doesn’t answer as he scoops up Leon and barely avoids the arrow that thuds into the tree that Leon and Oz were just in front of. He goes to the sound of the river and then follows it to Ferravale, till he finally stops and puts Leon down and pants, his leg hurts so he has to stop, luckily this arrow was a normal arrow.

Leon frowns and checks Oz over for any wounds and takes his pulse, he checks his breathing as well. “Ok I think Ferrvale is best, we need to tell Scioto of this, and those bandits may be why Zee is missing but let’s not jump to conclusion just yet.”

Oz nods as he lets Leon check him, his pulse and breathing. They are fine and seem just normal for one whom is out of breath only. His leg right above the knee has a cut from an arrow, the one fired before the one from the tree. Looks like it brushed against him so it’s not too deep but should be bandaged still.

Leon gets out some herbs for infection and swelling and uses some water he has with him to clean the wound before applying herbs and bandages it, “Let’s get to Ferravale.”

Oz nods “Agreed”

FV:Tavern
Outside a sign swings on a rusty creaking frame above the doorway of the tavern depicting a faded painting of what appears to be three rather rich looking skeletons slumped over a table around a black chalice, perhaps such a thing could be taken as a warning but it doesn't appear to work on the locals. The noise within on a normal day is usually heard before the door is even opened and only rises in volume when one actually steps inside.
There are the typical qualities of a tavern within, from the bar to the chairs and booths and the odd drunk who never seems to move it's the little details which encourage a patron to pay his tab if he likes his fingers. One look at some of the staff or customers might give the impression but the room is decorated to the fiercer tastes with bones, mostly skulls cropping up here and there to fill a gap on a shelf or decorating the walls above the doorways, fireplace and bar, a pair of axes joining the one over the fire with some signs that they've been yanked off to join in a fight a couple of times. Some of the comfier chairs are lined with fur and very rarely one might be found with a few pointed bits of bone to decorate the back. Despite the looks there is entertainment and fun to be had, some form of music usually played on a small stage in the corner and at least one bouncer usually tries to keep the peace while beasts gamble, drink and be merry.
A small door behind the bar leads out the back to the kitchen and cellars while one wall has been opened up in a wide arch to increase the space off into the next room where what seems to be a wooden fence with gates on either end has been set up as a fighting pit as further entertainment and something to bet over.
Exits: [UP] Stairs, [K]itchen, [F]ighting [P]it, [Out]

The two get to Ferravale and enter the tavern, looking toward the front the see what looks like one very familiar beast or so they think. They go closer to investigate.

Oz is using Zee's staff as a sort of better support right now as he starts to head up to the front of the tavern, he doesn’t need to see Marek to know he is here, he has his sense of smell . Beasts watch as he heads up front and stops beside Marek, "Marek? What are you doing here?"

Leon follows Oz and stands beside him and waits for a reply, the day has already been annoying enough so far.

Marek is indeed there, sitting at one of the tables with an in front of him and a book, he marks his place in the book and neatly folds a pair of spectacles he had on in a breast pocket on his now rather plain tunic. "Reading a book, Mr. Oz. That was, until you and Mr. Leon rudely interrupted. I'd ask what you were doing here, but I'm hardly of any right to ask that question as surely my presence in the more odd"

Scioto enters about now and dismisses a guard as he sees the Redwallers he walks over with an eyebrow arched.

Oz answers as he holds out the large staff," The beast that owns this is missing, also there seems to be a couple beasts on the road that are being troublesome would you have anything to do with that?"

Leon sits down, too much walking “The beast name is Zee a really old badger and that’s a good question why are you back in Mossflower Marek and walking freely around Ferrvale" He looks at Scioto for this reply.

Marek raises an eyebrow, clearly confused as to the nature of Oz and Leon's presence, much less their question. "Who is Zee?"

Scioto folds his arms as he answers, "Its..a rather long story, one for later I am glad you are here I don’t have to walk to the abbey or wait on others, rather you care or not I have a message about the squirrel Oak"

Leon shakes his head, "A friend now what do you know.." He stops curious now. "what about Oak?"

Oz listens as Marek speaks, noticeing the tone of voice and the fact he isn’t moving just sitting as he blinks leaning the large staff by the table" He doesn’t know anything" He says calmly.

Marek sighs. "I suppose I will not be able to return to my book tonight" He raises a paw. "Zaram, get us drinks, this going to take some time" As the mole does so, Marek tells them. "Oak is DEAD, Mr. Leon"

Leon blinks "Oak is..how? When? And how do you know did you see him and this has nothing to do with our missing friend or whoever those beasts are close to the river. We found Zee's staff and he wouldn’t be without it so we know he is in some sort of trouble"

Scioto nods "I can confirm this as we found him on the road with an arrow in his throat, I did not know what to do with him and we were closer to Ferrvale, he had no family I knew of so he was buried in the Ferrvale graveyard..some of his stuff was kept in a box in my office or least what he had with him at the time"

Oz looks at a bandage on his leg as he looks at the others "I think I will get some rest.."

The chieftain nods "You and Leon can have a room at the Inn, I will make sure the innkeeper knows he will get the pay form me later."

Oz nods to this and heads on over to the inn.

Scioto now pays attention to Leon and Marek as they talk.

Marek stands “I think Mr. Oz has the right idea Mr. Leon, sleep. It is night and we all can better talk in the morning good eve..Zaram.” The mole nods and follows Marek upstairs.

Leon frowns but decides sleep is good so he heads to the room he and Oz have at the Inn.

Scioto starts to say something and sighs, he watches Marek and the mole head to the room upstairs, the mouse and badger leave and so he gets himself ale and takes a long drink from the mug, “Great..” He mutters.

[[Category:Oz]]
[[Category:March_2015]]
[[Category:Vermin_RP]]
[[Category:Redemption of Marek]]
[[Category:Ferravale]]

Trouble On The Road, But Marek is not involved(Redemption of Marek TP)

2017-11-30T23:34:49Z

Riverdale:

RW Abbey: Badger Mother's Room
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The room you enter is rather neat and almost spartanly furnished, quite a visual contrast if you entered from the cluttered Dibbun's room adjacent. The warm red of the sandstone walls is the primary motif, broken in only a few places. There's a small leaded glass window for light, a bed (rather massive, which might give one a hint at it's occupant) with a coverlet of brightly dyed and woven cloth and a small table with a chair; this is holding a small pile of books and papers, a candle in it's holder and a couple odd Dibbun toys that ended up there somehow. The only real ornament in the room is a middle sized, carefully framed parchment: a charcoal and ink drawing of some group or family of badgers.
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Exits: [Hall]way, [D]ibbuns' [A]rea

Oz looks to be getting ready to go somewhere as he has his staff and traveling cloak on, as well as a couple other things he slips into a pocket he has.

Leon knocks on the door and waits for a response

Oz tilts his head as he speaks, “Enter, I was on my way out, just a short trip to help someone feel better and have less worry. Shouldn’t be out too long and I do need to get outside the abbey once in a while.”

Leon enters and looks around the room before looking at Oz, “Trip? Where to? I was going to Ferravale to get more hot root since it was my daughter that caused the abbey to be out of it now and Ferravale is the closest place that has it now since the market is closed in winter season. Maybe we both can go and you mentioned feeling better, is someone ill?”

Oz answers, “Maybe I will tag along, My Uncle..well mine and Zork’s, was heading to Ferravale and was supposed to send word he arrived as soon as he got there and he has not sent anything and he is one that if he says as soon as he gets there, he literally means as soon as he gets there and Zork is concerned, as am I so I thought I see if he made it and maybe forgot, though that’s rare for him to forget something like that and it would be good to have company” He then adds “And Sister Jenn is watching the dibbuns till I return”

Leon adjusts his healers pack and nods “Alright lets head out, this way we can get there by lunch hour, if needed stay the night if we are there too long and leave in the morning and get back here by noon tomorrow”

The two head off very shortly after breakfast and head to Ferravale and most of the way it’s a nice peaceful walk as its sunny out. Some snow is around but it’s not too terribly cold out, yes it’s cold but not like danger zone cold till probably well into nightfall and this is morning hours.

== Walking along the road and maybe the woods a little bit on the way to Ferravale==

Leon walks along as he looks back and forth, “Well one good thing, not many beasts travel in the winter along the roads and it’s still cold yet for any trouble”

Oz nods as he walks beside Leon, “This is true but it is also oddly quiet now as before birds were tweeting some.”

Leon hasn’t noticed really, “Not noticed” He said quietly, “ Then you seem to hear a lot better than most beasts.”

Oz hmms and suddenly falls flat on his face on the path, he feels along the ground and finds a long large staff and feels it as he frowns, “Leon..do you recognize this?” He asks and holds it out after slowing standing.

Leon gets closer and frowns , “Zee’s staff..”

Coldcalw is off to the side on a path not too far away, along with a weasel and rat.

The archer cat, know as Bo is behind a tree and his keen eye sight catches the woodlanders walking along, but he doesn’t go for an arrow he just watches them for now.

Oz nods to Leon and listens, he also smells the air and frowns, “Yes and my sense of smell is more in tune as well and we may not be so alone as we think we are Brother Leon, we may have unwanted company soon”

Leon dislike the frown Oz has and slips out a dagger he keeps with him, “Great just what we don’t need but we are close to Ferravale anyways, so that’s good.”

Coldclaw watches the badger and mouse as one of the rats speak, “It’s a badger..” He is suddenly slaps as Coldclaw mutters “I am not blind ya fool now quiet”

The archer rolls his eyes as he watches the rat and weasel argue between themselves and looks at Leon and Oz as he fiddles with an arrow getting ready to fire it if needed.

Oz gets a tighter grip on his staff as he stops and lays a paw on Leon’s shoulder getting close to whisper, “We need to try to head to the river and carefully head to Ferravale that way, If I remember it leads to the mill, the mill is by the river as it needs the river to power it. We could go into Ferravale that way and avoid the unwanted company and the river is just up ahead” He pulses as he listens and he already has the scents “A rat and a couple weasels..maybe a cat but not a cat we know and there is only 3 beasts on the ground the other is not and that can’t be good, it means they are in a tree”

Coldclaw draws forth his twin blades as he steps into view, “How many badgers are in this woods, then only one concerns me and wonder if your related somehow stripedog?”

Leon spins around to see the weasel and folds his arms over his chest, “That’s not the best thing to call a badger.” He notices the blades, and the other weasel and rat, “I highly suggest you leave us alone, this close to Ferravale it’s not wise to stir up trouble”

Coldclaw smirks “Too late for that I like trouble.” The rat and other weasel stay close by him and the hidden archer cat in the tree watches as well.

Oz takes a defense stand and listens to where the beasts are and remains somewhat calm, but a little uneasy not knowing where the cat is.

Leon keeps an eye on the group, “Look we are beasts of Redwall, so let us pass”

Coldclaw chuckles and as he studies Oz a grin starts to form on his muzzle “A blind stripedog, what fun..” He snaps his fingers for the other beasts to surround them, “Redwallers you say..sounds like a way to get gold to me..attack”

The weasel and two rats go to attack the two, the cat aims the arrow and waits for any sign to fire.

Oz is prepared and listens, sidestepping once and spins the staff, he hits the rat in the chest and the weasel he goes to trip if he is hearing right the weasel is very close and foolishly charging, he also makes sure he knows where Coldclaw is.

Leon is not much of a fighter but can use a dagger for self-defense if he has to.

The rat has the breath knocked from him and oofs softly and the weasel gets tripped and his head hits a rock and he is out cold. The archer aims and fires his arrow at the badger seeing him as a much more threatening target

Coldclaw goes to get near the mouse as he takes out his sword “Last words? Or you could give up and we return you to your abbey…well for lots and lots of gold that is”

Oz hears the arrow and sidesteps, but he doesn’t totally avoid it as it slices across his leg and he lets out a yelp of pain, he goes to limp to where Leon and Coldclaw is swing his staff at the weasel in front of Leon, hoping it hits the weasel and hopefully not Leon.

Leon keeps a good grip on the dagger, it’s fairly easy to see he only has one paw, the other is missing.

Coldclaw laughs, “This is laughable a one pawed mouse and a blind stripedog “ The laugh is short lived as the staff connects and the weasel slumps to the ground unconcious..yeah that will leave a good mark and a headache and one very peeved off weasel when he wakes up.

The archer goes to try and get another arrow and this time a poison one and fires it at Oz.

Leon eyes widen as he sees the staff connect and looks at Oz..”Whoa..You’re good with that staff or very very lucky”

Oz doesn’t answer as he scoops up Leon and barely avoids the arrow that thuds into the tree that Leon and Oz were just in front of. He goes to the sound of the river and then follows it to Ferravale, till he finally stops and puts Leon down and pants, his leg hurts so he has to stop, luckily this arrow was a normal arrow.

Leon frowns and checks Oz over for any wounds and takes his pulse, he checks his breathing as well. “Ok I think Ferrvale is best, we need to tell Scioto of this, and those bandits may be why Zee is missing but let’s not jump to conclusion just yet.”

Oz nods as he lets Leon check him, his pulse and breathing. They are fine and seem just normal for one whom is out of breath only. His leg right above the knee has a cut from an arrow, the one fired before the one from the tree. Looks like it brushed against him so it’s not too deep but should be bandaged still.

Leon gets out some herbs for infection and swelling and uses some water he has with him to clean the wound before applying herbs and bandages it, “Let’s get to Ferravale.”

Oz nods “Agreed”

FV:Tavern

Outside a sign swings on a rusty creaking frame above the doorway of the tavern depicting a faded painting of what appears to be three rather rich looking skeletons slumped over a table around a black chalice, perhaps such a thing could be taken as a warning but it doesn't appear to work on the locals. The noise within on a normal day is usually heard before the door is even opened and only rises in volume when one actually steps inside.

There are the typical qualities of a tavern within, from the bar to the chairs and booths and the odd drunk who never seems to move it's the little details which encourage a patron to pay his tab if he likes his fingers. One look at some of the staff or customers might give the impression but the room is decorated to the fiercer tastes with bones, mostly skulls cropping up here and there to fill a gap on a shelf or decorating the walls above the doorways, fireplace and bar, a pair of axes joining the one over the fire with some signs that they've been yanked off to join in a fight a couple of times. Some of the comfier chairs are lined with fur and very rarely one might be found with a few pointed bits of bone to decorate the back. Despite the looks there is entertainment and fun to be had, some form of music usually played on a small stage in the corner and at least one bouncer usually tries to keep the peace while beasts gamble, drink and be merry.

A small door behind the bar leads out the back to the kitchen and cellars while one wall has been opened up in a wide arch to increase the space off into the next room where what seems to be a wooden fence with gates on either end has been set up as a fighting pit as further entertainment and something to bet over.

Exits: [UP] Stairs, [K]itchen, [F]ighting [P]it, [Out]

With:

The two get to Ferravale and enter the tavern, looking toward the front the see what looks like one very familiar beast or so they think. They go closer to investigate.

Oz is using Zee's staff as a sort of better support right now as he starts to head up to the front of the tavern, he doesn’t need to see Marek to know he is here, he has his sense of smell . Beasts watch as he heads up front and stops beside Marek, "Marek? What are you doing here?"

Leon follows Oz and stands beside him and waits for a reply, the day has already been annoying enough so far.

Marek is indeed there, sitting at one of the tables with an in front of him and a book, he marks his place in the book and neatly folds a pair of spectacles he had on in a breast pocket on his now rather plain tunic. "Reading a book, Mr. Oz. That was, until you and Mr. Leon rudely interrupted. I'd ask what you were doing here, but I'm hardly of any right to ask that question as surely my presence in the more odd"

Scioto enters about now and dismisses a guard as he sees the Redwallers he walks over with an eyebrow arched.

Oz answers as he holds out the large staff," The beast that owns this is missing, also there seems to be a couple beasts on the road that are being troublesome would you have anything to do with that?"

Leon sits down, too much walking “The beast name is Zee a really old badger and that’s a good question why are you back in Mossflower Marek and walking freely around Ferrvale" He looks at Scioto for this reply.

Marek raises an eyebrow, clearly confused as to the nature of Oz and Leon's presence, much less their question. "Who is Zee?"

Scioto folds his arms as he answers, "Its..a rather long story, one for later I am glad you are here I don’t have to walk to the abbey or wait on others, rather you care or not I have a message about the squirrel Oak"

Leon shakes his head, "A friend now what do you know.." He stops curious now. "what about Oak?"

Oz listens as Marek speaks, noticeing the tone of voice and the fact he isn’t moving just sitting as he blinks leaning the large staff by the table" He doesn’t know anything" He says calmly.

Marek sighs. "I suppose I will not be able to return to my book tonight" He raises a paw. "Zaram, get us drinks, this going to take some time" As the mole does so, Marek tells them. "Oak is DEAD, Mr. Leon"

Leon blinks "Oak is..how? When? And how do you know did you see him and this has nothing to do with our missing friend or whoever those beasts are close to the river. We found Zee's staff and he wouldn’t be without it so we know he is in some sort of trouble"

Scioto nods "I can confirm this as we found him on the road with an arrow in his throat, I did not know what to do with him and we were closer to Ferrvale, he had no family I knew of so he was buried in the Ferrvale graveyard..some of his stuff was kept in a box in my office or least what he had with him at the time"

Oz looks at a bandage on his leg as he looks at the others "I think I will get some rest.."

The chieftain nods "You and Leon can have a room at the Inn, I will make sure the innkeeper knows he will get the pay form me later."

Oz nods to this and heads on over to the inn.

Scioto now pays attention to Leon and Marek as they talk.

Marek stands “I think Mr. Oz has the right idea Mr. Leon, sleep. It is night and we all can better talk in the morning good eve..Zaram.” The mole nods and follows Marek upstairs.

Leon frowns but decides sleep is good so he heads to the room he and Oz have at the Inn.

Scioto starts to say something and sighs, he watches Marek and the mole head to the room upstairs, the mouse and badger leave and so he gets himself ale and takes a long drink from the mug, “Great..” He mutters.

[[Category:Oz]]
[[Category:March_2015]]
[[Category:Vermin_RP]]
[[Category:Redemption of Marek]]

Top 100 Player Description 3-grams

2017-11-20T20:22:15Z

Riverdale:

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Vengro's Siege of Redwall Abbey

2017-11-20T18:42:26Z

Riverdale:

[[Vengro's Siege]] was a [[major plot]] from the summer of 1998.

<pre>
Xern> Joseph has connected.
Xern> Eilonwy crosses to the window as she takes the dirty cloths off of her
forehead and
tenderly touches the wound.
Xern> Ilana sighs, "I'm thirsty."
Xern> Electra offers to let Eureka walk along with her.
Xern> Xern stands up and looks out of the window gloomily. "When Trinn comes,
he usually
brings water."
Xern> Ilana nods.
Xern> Electra says, "'Reka... let's get out of this stuffy infirmary."
Xern> Waltzer walk out of the Healer's Dormitory...
Xern> Waltzer has arrived.
Xern> Ilana nods, "Hello."
Xern> Eilonwy room-pages, "Hello, BJ!" to you.
Xern> Eureka decides to walk along with Electra.
Xern> Waltzer looks around sleepily.. and rubs his muzzle.. "Good evening..
Xern> Electra opens Electra's sketchbook to the first page.
Xern> Electra descends the stairs to the open field.
Xern> Electra has left.
Xern> Eureka has left.
Xern> Electra leaves, with Eureka walking along with her.
Xern> Xern nods
Xern> Waltzer stretches.. "i'm going for a walk.."
Xern> In a room page-pose to you, Ilana realizes she hasta dc this alt. No way
I can triple TP.
Bye!
Xern> Aviva waves a paw at Ilana.
Xern> Waltzer descends the stairs to the open field.
Xern> Waltzer has left.
Xern> Ilana has disconnected.
Xern> Abbela climbs the stairs from the main yard of the abbey.
Xern> Abbela has arrived.
Xern> Eilonwy slumps down the wall.
Xern> Aviva looks up.
Xern> Joseph room-pages, "ABBELAAAAAAAA!!!!!! Gemme sprite! ;)" to you.
Xern> Abbela pulls out one of her arrows. "I was lucky..."
Xern> Abbela room-pages, "No!" to you.
Xern> Abbela room-pages, "Not 'til AFTER MP." to you.
Xern> In a room page-pose to you, Joseph pulls out a frozen cheri stem, "Then
feal the wrath of
the cherri stem!"
Xern> In a room page-pose to you, Abbela eats it. Now ENOUGH rpages for now.
Too busy as
is.
Xern> In a room page-pose to you, Eilonwy has never seen a squirrel carry a
Grommachino
Machine.....
Xern> Abbela room-pages, "Erk. How'd THAT get there." to you.
Xern> Abbela room-pages, "Better?" to you.
Xern> In a room page-pose to you, Joseph grins.
Xern> In a room page-pose to you, Eilonwy went IC with the title, Agent Sloth,
with a Toothpick
of Terorr.....*GIggLE*
Xern> Joseph room-pages, "N E 1 at Vie's Porch? I'm Tim ;)" to you.
Xern> In a room page-pose to you, Abbela giggles.
Xern> Eilonwy room-pages, "Well, SB ddd" to you.
Xern> Abbela room-pages, "Nope." to you.
Xern> Aviva room-pages, "please! NO more rooc spam!" to you.
Xern> Nightsky has connected.
Xern> Bennie has connected.
Xern> Truffle climbs the stairs from the main yard of the abbey.
Xern> Truffle has arrived.
Xern> Joseph room-pages, "But there's nothin to do!!!! When in doubt, ROOC!
We're awaiting
an MP, so, it's proper procedure to ROOC until it's done." to you.
Xern> Abbela room-pages, "No it isn'e." to you.
Xern> Abbela room-pages, "Stop now." to you.
Xern> Bennie departs for the hallway.
Xern> Bennie has left.
Xern> Joseph yells, "Truffle!"
Xern> Eilonwy room-pages, "AFK" to you.
Xern> Aviva looks accross, "Truffle!"
Xern> Abbela room-pages, "She's disguised." to you.
Xern> In a room page-pose to you, Aviva slaps herself...
Xern> Clawfeather room-pages, "besides, some poeple need to concentrate on what
is going on
at vie's" to you.
Xern> Truffle whispers, "SHHH!!!!! don't say my name!
Xern> Aviva room-pages, "Ignore that..." to you.
Xern> Nightsky yawns. "Good eventide to all of ye..."
Xern> In a room page-pose to you, Joseph nods, "K ;) Oops! Scratch 'dat ;)"
Xern> Truffle turns to them, whispering, "I've been able to infiltrate the abbey,
as a rat...I have
some things you might neeed!
Xern> Abbela smiles.
Xern> Truffle turnsand takes off her havesack, and opens up it quickly, getting
out
Xern> Clawfeather hops over, qurrious
Xern> Nightsky phaws, "Eh, nice foggy day, aint it?"
Xern> Aviva looks at Truffle curiously.
Xern> Joseph grins and turns to Truffle saying in a low voice, "Truffle my
friend, what is
happening? How long 'till the attack?"
Xern> Xern stares out the window. "Only makes the day gloomier."
Xern> Truffle whispers,"the attack is about to happen, I was just at violet's
home....they are about
to leave. You need something to defend yourself. This is all I was able to
get...
Xern> Aviva offers to let Abbela walk along with her.
Xern> Abbela decides to walk along with Aviva.
Xern> Truffle opens up the haversack, pulling out ropes, a several daggers!
Xern> Aviva offers to let Eilonwy walk along with her.
Xern> Aviva offers to let Joseph walk along with her.
Xern> Joseph looks at the Captain of the Guard, then looking to his sword which
he took.
Xern> Xern blinks at Truffle, the haversack, and the contents.
Xern> Aviva looks up,"thanksyou!"
Xern> Aviva offers to let you walk along with her. ("Hopon Aviva" to accept.)
Xern> Joseph decides to walk along with Aviva.
Xern> You are going to walk along with Aviva.
Xern> Truffle says, "hide them....don't allow them to be seen!"
Xern> Xern quickly snatches one up and slips it under his sleeve.
Xern> Waltzer climbs the stairs from the main yard of the abbey.
Xern> Waltzer has arrived.
Xern> Joseph takes two daggers gratefully and hides them in his cloak.
Xern> Aviva snatches a dagger and stickes it under her vest.
Xern> Truffle picks up the rope, and heads outside, leaving the other things for
the others...Oh!
Waltzer1!
Xern> Waltzer limps into the infirmary.. and quietly sits down at his desk..
Xern> Truffle looks at him, and back at the haversack of weapons she has
smuggleggled in
Xern> Abarch has connected.
Xern> Truffle has disconnected.
Xern> Aviva watches the window.
Xern> Fluffle climbs the stairs from the main yard of the abbey.
Xern> Fluffle has arrived.
Xern> Joseph says in a low voice, "When we hear Violet, attack the guards, the
Captain is mine."
Xern> Xern takes a few deep breaths to calm himself.
Xern> Abarch has left.
Xern> Fluffle pads in, sighing deeply. "F'ffles need fresh air.."
Xern> ( The weasel Deathblood sharpens his dagger. )
Xern> Truffle has connected.
Xern> Fluffle flicks an ear. "Whaf 'dis?" She leans closer to Joseph.
Xern> Waltzer glances at the weasel guard.. and then hobbles over to Aviva,
leading Fluffle by
the paw to a bed.. "Something.. is happening, Aviva.. I *feel* it.."
Xern> Xern stares out through the window. "It's hard to see anything.."
Xern> Waltzer says, "Vengro looks as if he's terrified of something.."
Xern> Aviva nods, "Whatever it is, i intend to be ready for it."
Xern> Fluffle nods. "'ee said sumfink's comin'!"
Xern> You ask, "What's coming?"
Xern> Waltzer glances at the old rat 'Truffle'.. "You.. you have provisions?"
Xern> Truffle hunches over as she reassumes her vermin stature, and slinks out
of the room
Xern> Waltzer says, "Wait..."
Xern> Waltzer limps towards the rat crone..
Xern> Truffle turns back, "ye wan somethin'?
Xern> Joseph says, "Fluffle, stay out of the road when you hear the noise...go
into the Healer's
Dormitory and stay out of the way."
Xern> Waltzer stops in front of 'Truffle'.."Yes.. you were handing out
provisions.. are there any
for the infirm?"
Xern> Fluffle peers over at Truffle. She shrugs, and sits down on a bed. She
glances over at
Joseph. "Why?"
Xern> Eilonwy room-pages, "I am no longer allowed to MUCK - ever - and yes, my
mom did this
to me in the middle of an MP, so goodbye." to you.
Xern> Truffle quickly gathers up her only half-full haversack which many of the
infirm had take
some weapons, and slurrs, "fer de infirm? aye, I've provisions
Xern> Eilonwy has disconnected.
Xern> In a room page-pose to you, Aviva waves sadelt
Xern> Abbela room-pages, "Byers. :(" to you.
Xern> Waltzer nods.. "Good.. " He wiggles his whiskers, frowning a moment..
"Very well.. what
have you got?"
Xern> Tumbleweed has connected.
Xern> Silverclaw has connected.
Xern> Joseph says, "You may get hurt. You too Tumbleweed, please go into the
Healers
Dormitory once the fighting starts."
Xern> Waltzer looks at Joseph.."Huh? *What* fighting? What are you talking
about?"
Xern> Silverclaw yawns
Xern> Aviva offers to let Nightsky walk along with her.
Xern> Tumbleweed asks, "Huh?"
Xern> Truffle fumbles, unfastening the haversack, "fer ye! thar's only THIS!"
and pullsout a
dagger, holding it out, it gleaming menacingly
Xern> Nightsky decides to walk along with Aviva.
Xern> Joseph room-pages, "Here they come ;)" to you.
Xern> Nightsky says, "I cin feel it, mates. They're comin."
Xern> Truffle glances at the others, worried that they will not undersatnd
Xern> Fluffle shrieks as she sees the dagger, and hides behind Joseph.
Xern> Joseph looks at Waltzer and lowers his voice, "Violet...she's attacking
the abbey soon."
Xern> Waltzer jumps back, and nearly topples on his injured knee.. he glares at
the rat.. "Don't
pull a weapon in my infirmary!!! hells be to you!!.."
Xern> Aviva nods, "that means the resistance."
Xern> Truffle glances toward the door as she hears the expected comotmotions
Xern> Xern stares out the window, "I still can't see anything..."
Xern> Abbela squints out the window..."Are those BRANCHES?"
Xern> Fluffle glances out from behind the chair. She murmurs, "Ooh, Walfer. It's
a vermints, be
'areful!"
Xern> Aviva offers to let Tumbleweed walk along with her.
Xern> Waltzer suddenly reaches forward to grab the rat's dagger wrist as she
looks at the door..
Xern> Tumbleweed decides to walk along with Aviva.
Xern> Xern looks harder, "Branches? That can't be!"
Xern> Aviva looks out the window, "Yes, they are1 whAT THE *HELL*?
Xern> Truffle turns, and whispers, "SWaltzer! they are coming! let go!"
Xern> Waltzer looks up..perking his ears..then down.. and is eyes go wide..
looking at the
rat.."T..Truffle?!.."
Xern> Tumbleweed takes out her sword
Xern> Waltzer blinks.. but it slowly turns into a smile.. and he let's go of the
arm..
Xern> Waltzer looks around.. and sees weapons.."You smuggled weapons in here?!"
He says in a
low tone..
Xern> Truffle nods quickly, "yer a low down traitor of a rat, ye are!" and
shoves at him
Xern> Joseph pears out the window, "They...they're moveing! They're not
branches...they're
beasts!"
Xern> Waltzer stumbles backwards.. trying not to chuckle..
Xern> Silverclaw descends the stairs to the open field.
Xern> Silverclaw has left.
Xern> Fluffle hops up onto a bed, eyes widening at Truffle and Waltzer.
Xern> Truffle drops the haversack "accidentally " at his feet, "and turns toward
the door
Xern> Aviva asks, "Why the *hell* are they holding braches?"
Xern> Waltzer kneels beside the haversack..
Xern> You say, "Don't look at me."
Xern> Abbela shrugs.
Xern> Clawfeather hops over to the window
Xern> Waltzer peers inside the haversack.. and grins.."Aviva.. Copme here.."
Xern> Truffle mutters, "quick! get a dagger! and who...help is on the way!
quick!"
Xern> Fluffle sighs and plops down on the bed. "F'ffles wanta killa sum
vermints."
Xern> Joseph walks over to Waltzer.
Xern> Xern clenches his fists as he hears yelling drift in through the window.
Xern> Aviva looks at the window, "Anybeast who can fight, come with me! We're
gonna help
them get those gates open!
Xern> Tumbleweed twirls her sword around,somewhat with a little effort
Xern> Aviva says, "take a dagger and use it to pry the gates open. COme on!"
Xern> Abbela nods. "I'm coming. Vengro there looks absolutely troubled.
Xern> Truffle growls out the door, and her vlice returning to normal, "Fluffle!
stay out of the
fight, honey! please don't let yourself get hurt!
Xern> Waltzer opens the haversack.."I think there are plenty of weapons here.."
He points at the
haversack of blades.
Xern> Joseph pulls out his two daggers, one in each paw and points to the
Captain of the Guard,
"Give me my sword, rat."
Xern> Fluffle tilts her head at *Truffle.* She blinks. "Wha...? F'ffles don't
git it.."
Xern> Aviva snatches up another dagger and then motions to everybody, "FOllow me,
people!"
Xern> Truffle nods, '
Xern> Fluffle hops off the bed. "F'ffles too?"
Xern> Aviva descends the stairs to the open field.
Xern> Aviva has left.
Xern> Abbela has left.
Xern> Joseph has left.
Xern> Aviva walks along, with you following her.
Xern> RW Abbey:Open Ground
Xern> This large, open field is a safe place for dibbuns to play. Sometimes, in
nice weather,
feasts are held out here. Looking around, you see many important Abbey landmarks:
The Bell
Tower, and the graves of some notable Abbey defenders.
Xern> Exits: [A]long the [w]all, [up], [G]arden of the [L]ate Rose, [A]long
[S]ide the
[I]nfirmary, [B]ell [T]ower, [infirm]ary, [Dorm]itory, Redwall [Entry]
Xern> Contents: Crows, token, Greased Pole, Dead Weasel, a set of quoits, and
stairs.
Xern> With: [IC] Memory OK (Joseph), [IC] Abbela, [IC] The Fiery, (Aviva), [ZZZ]
perched in
a tree, (Nevar), [ZZZ] Corz, and [ZZZ] Virmin Gards.
Xern> Nightsky has arrived.
Xern> Tumbleweed has arrived.
Xern> Aviva enters, with Abbela, Joseph, Xern, Nightsky, and Tumbleweed walking
along next
to her.
Xern> Aviva heads to the main gate.
Xern> Aviva has left.
Xern> Abbela has left.
Xern> Joseph has left.
Xern> Aviva walks along, with you following her.
Xern> RW Abbey:Entry
Xern> ------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> You stand on a grassy sward between the Great Hall and the
Xern> gates of the abbey. The thick and sturdy gates are locked up
Xern> tight, allowing no traffic in or out. Vermin sneer as they
Xern> walk around the grounds triumphantly, and the once-peaceful
Xern> scene has changed to one of stark war.
Xern> Not far away are abbey landmarks, like the pond, open ground
Xern> and Great Hall. Yet no joy comes from their sight, for vermin are
Xern> everywhere.
Xern> ------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> Exits: [G]reat [H]all, [Ga]te [H]ouse, The gates are open slightly for you
to [leave,
[P]ond, [open] ground
Xern> Contents: (Vermin guards) blocking the doorways, Wooden chest, and
Cauldron filled
with jars and bottles of poisonous food.
Xern> Nightsky has arrived.
Xern> Tumbleweed has arrived.
Xern> Aviva enters, with Abbela, Joseph, Xern, Nightsky, and Tumbleweed walking
along next
to her.
Xern> With: [IC] Memory OK (Joseph), [IC] Abbela, [IC] The Fiery, (Aviva), [IC]
Having fun
being evil (Silverclaw), [IC] A general in Vengro's horde,*Sicant*, [IC]
Mandrake the Shreiker,
[IC] Scared of vermin! (Bennie), [IC] A plain vixen (Sela), [IC] Disguised as a
traveler and
irritable. (Calleo), [IC] Electra's twin, the healer, bandaged on both arms,
(Eureka), [IC] Eureka's
twin, the inventress, (Electra), [IC] Looking dsepressed (Sandigomm), [IC]
Thanatos, [IC]
Arevin, [IC] She GeTs KnOcked DowN, BuT sHe GetS uP aGaIn! YeR NevA GoNna kEeP
HeR
DoWn! ~Aeysin~, [IDL] Hiding in the shadows. (Nightfur), [IC] A male marten
(Slade), [IC]
Limping and Looking In A Terrible Mood (Vengro), [IC] As strong as ever (Lone),
[ZZZ] killed
by a arrow,..still in chest. (Rosedust), [ZZZ] (Foyer)'s wing is broken., [IC]
(Leader), trying to act
like an adult, [ZZZ] Almost fully healed (Tree-jumper), [ZZZ] Windamer, [ZZZ]
He's a rather
scruffy looking rat. (Vlad), [ZZZ] Carrying a small kart (Gwaihir), [ZZZ] Druss,
[ZZZ] Fox
Fighting Fleate, [ZZZ] dead,..torn up, headless (Hexen), [ZZZ] A large badger
torn, clawed,
covered in blood, and stiff from death. (Sunstreak), [ZZZ] Visiting a
friend..getting more than
what she bargained for. (Mayhem), [ZZZ] Highflyer, [ZZZ] Oriana, [ZZZ] Diggum,
[ZZZ] Tyris,
[ZZZ] Feeling better, but limping and hurt (Arven), [ZZZ] Grayhawk, [ZZZ]
Salmonberry, [ZZZ]
Caleb, [ZZZ] The friendly badger, Urthstripe, [ZZZ] Damaroq, [ZZZ] A Squirrel
(Wegren),
[ZZZ] An albino white squirrel, father of 'Kid' (Jonas_), [ZZZ] The rabbit
maiden.. (Tamira), and
[ZZZ] Sharpe.
Xern> Tumbleweed grins
Xern> Sela looks around, her tail swishing in irritation or nervousness.
Reeb> Ashleigh walks in, a smile on her face. She takes a seat at the nearest
table, "A red wine,
Reeb, please!"
Xern> Eureka smiles in grim satisfaction.
Xern> Aviva bursts through the doors, useing her daggers to fight her way
through the horde.
Xern> Xern shouts "Freedom!"
Xern> Nightsky grins. "Hallo all you vermin chaps, wot
Xern> Joseph grins with delight, a dagger in each paw.
Xern> Sicant yells over the warcries, "Do somethin', an' soon!"
Xern> Aeysin slowly moves her handpaw twards her sword then draws it holding at
her side, still
trying to stay hidden amoung the fog.
Xern> Tumbleweed smiles
Xern> Lone asks, "sir?"
Xern> Abbela loads an arrow to her bow.
Xern> Joseph shouts "Redwaaaaaaaaallllllll!!!!!!"
Xern> Lone glances at Vengro
Xern> Nightsky has her dagger in one paw, her broken bow in the other
Xern> Aviva yells, "Get the gates open!"
Xern> Lone asks, "Sir?"
Xern> Xern follows in Aviva's wake, yelling nonsense to the winds and swinging
his fists out
wildly.
Xern> Abbela yells, "Mosssflowwwwerrr!!!!!!"
Xern> Sela narrows her eyes at Aviva.
Xern> Nightsky shouts "EULALIAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!
REDWALLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Xern> Silverslash swoops down from high above.
Xern> Silverslash has arrived.
Xern> Slade has disconnected.
Xern> Aviva shoves foward, fighter way through the vemrin,
"Reessssiiisstance!!!!"
Xern> Thanatos curses loudly, and prepares for battle.
Xern> Abbela rushes to the gates.
Xern> Reepicheep shouts "NARNIAAAAAA!" from RW Abbey: Main Gate
Xern> Silverslash sors in...looking quite pleased
Xern> Lone tunrs and leaps down the stairs to the ground
Xern> Arevin growls, looking agitated..
Xern> Vengro snaps out of his stupor at the sudden outcry.
Xern> Nightsky throws herself into the nearest group of vermin
Xern> Silverslash room-pages, "soars even" to you.
Xern> Slade has connected.
Xern> Calleo slinks away into the mist.
Xern> Arevin glances at Aeysin.. and then up at the walls.
Xern> Abbela tugs as hard as she can on the gates.
Xern> Mandrake takes out her axe, shrieking about the fog.
Xern> Dagger in each paw, Joseph hearls himself into the melee flailing like a
windmill, up, down,
left, right!
Xern> Silverslash watches the fight below
Xern> Aeysin looks to Arevin grinning, "Is it the end?"
Xern> Xern dashes over and helps Abbela, yanking with all his might at the gates.
Xern> ( The vermin aren't prepared for this...a pathway is quickly opened to the
gate. )
Xern> Nightsky is a fighting maniac, weeks of captivity and anger finally
boiling over, making her
a beserk slayer
Xern> Thanatos glances about at the confusion, his Sabre held in front of him at
the ready.
Xern> With the light of resistance in her eyes, Aviva fihgts her way to the
gates.
Xern> Silverslash shouts "Crows..Atack"
Xern> Tumbleweed yells, "REDWALL!!!!"
Xern> Nightsky follows Aviva
Xern> Lone slwoly unsheathes his sword
Xern> Calleo keeps silent, pressing herself against Great Hall. She tries to
snaek toward the gate.
Xern> Sandigomm runs to the gates
Xern> Tumbleweed follows behind Nightsdky..
Xern> Nightsky exclaims, "REDWALLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!"
Xern> Slade runs to teh gates.
Xern> Nightsky jumps at Slade
Xern> ( The army of crows swoop down on the rebelling captives )
Xern> Vengro suddenly turns into the grim war leader he is reknowned for in the
West, and
grimly sasy, "Kill them."
Xern> Sela follows Calleo.
Xern> Thanatos starts to make his way through the confusion nearer to Aviva.
Xern> Clecky shouts "EULALIAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!" from RW Abbey: Main Gate
Xern> Slade yells, "FIRE!"
Xern> Calleo mumbles "Are ... ... ... ...", to Sela.
Xern> Nightsky shouts "S'death on the wind!!!!!"
Xern> Lone grins, "With pleasure, sir."
Xern> Nightfur goes In-Character.
Xern> Clecky shouts "EulaliaAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!" from RW Abbey: Main
Gate
Xern> Silverslash gos to get her own attack ready
Xern> Xern wastes no more breath on battle cries, as he helps the others slowly
pull the gates
open.
Xern> Sela shrugs, and nods to Calleo.
Xern> Aviva reaches the gates and starts hacking away wish her daggers.
Xern> Silverslash departs for the open field.
Xern> Silverslash has left.
Xern> Aeysin slinks back into teh mist, unable to se anything, but listening.
Xern> Nightfur looks to Aeysin, "Bout time to get out yet?.."
Xern> Sela bites her lip, and mumbles something urgently to Calleo.
Somewhere on the muck, Guest5 has disconnected.
Xern> Thanatos gets close enough to Aviva, and snarls a challenge as he holds
his Sabre out at
teh ready.
Xern> Aviva removes the bar holdings from the bar firm.
Xern> Joseph works his way over to Aeysin and stops, "A...ayesin?" He shakes his
head and
throws himself into a nother mob screaming as a vermin slices his left paw.
Xern> Arevin shouts at Nightfur, "Come on! This is entertainment, tod!"
Xern> Truffle arrives from the open ground.
Xern> Truffle has arrived.
Xern> Nightfur smiles, "O course it tis!"
Xern> Waltzer arrives from the open ground.
Xern> Waltzer has arrived.
Xern> Aeysin peers through the mist to nightfur, "No... I wanna see dis!"
Xern> Calleo watches the gates, waiting to see if they are open or not. She
nods to Sela, biting
her lip.
Xern> Sandigomm moves to help Xern
Xern> Nightfur walks out of this mist, looking amongst the many fighters around
him..
Xern> Vengro cant throw a dagger witha all the inferno, and so loks on, knowing
his dream is
coming true.
Xern> Nightfur shouts "Hallo Lord Vengro!"
Xern> Arevin paws away some fog, as if she's cutting through butter.. She
watches, with grim
satisfaction...
Xern> Nightsky is hit by an arrow in her paw, but she rips it out, and dives
back into the fray,
covered in cuts and bruises
Xern> Xern, mistaking Sandigomm for vermin, swings out a fist at her.
Xern> Aeysin grins.
Xern> Vengro doesn't hear Nightfur over the din of battle.
Xern> Truffle holds her dagger at her side, and sidles up to Vengro, quite
unsure of whether to be
vermin or woodlander at this moment
Xern> ( The doors slowly creak...wide open! )
Xern> Nich has arrived.
Xern> Nira has arrived.
Xern> Tim has arrived.
Xern> Rilian has arrived.
Xern> Nafasi has arrived.
Xern> Hodar has arrived.
Xern> Jaha has arrived.
Xern> Ridhia has arrived.
Xern> Nafasi enters, with Hodar, Jaha, and Ridhia walking along next to her.
Xern> Violet enters, with Nich, Nira, Tim, Rilian, and Nafasi walking along next
to her.
Xern> Aeysin flicks her ears twards the sound of Nightfur's voice.
Xern> Slade backs off to the dor ofgreat hall, he takes his archers with him.
Xern> Vengro peers from the gate's top, looking at Truffle only fleetingly.
Xern> Waltzer chortles, his face lighting up.."It.... Its happening!.. Violet!
VIOLET!!! We're here
TAKE THE ABBEY BACK!!!
Xern> Nira stands with her sword ready!
Xern> Nightfur takes one of his long daggers out.. And getting barely in range,
throwing it at
Vengro!
Xern> Rosella shouts "REDWALL!!!" from RW Abbey: Main Gate
Xern> Joseph hurls himself at the Captain of the Guard who holds his sword.'
Xern> Perstrian says in a friendly, warrior voice, "Redwallll"
Xern> Aviva spots NIra in the crowd.
Xern> Butty has arrived.
Xern> Alterac shouts "KRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!" from RW Abbey: Main Gate
Xern> Violet runs in,her sword in her paw..
Xern> Nira yells, "Aviva!"
Xern> Tumbleweed yells, "REDWALL!!!!!!!!!"
Xern> Perstrian runs at Vengro, sword swinging.....
Xern> Nightfur shouts "LALALALALA!"
Xern> Truffle steps to Vengro's side, and runs her pawtip over the handle of the
dagger, and can't
do it!......
Xern> Calleo presses herself against the wall, still with fright.
Xern> Aviva begins thrashing away, "Ressistance!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Xern> Abbela fires an arrow at the clumped horde.
Xern> Sicant yells, "The gates are open!" She grabs her own weapons, and takes
a defensive
stance. "Fer th'likes of seasons!""
Xern> Tim tilts back his head and roars, "Redhaaaaaalllll!!!"
Xern> Nira grins as she sees her friend--alive--, and presses in.
Xern> * Vengro is on the Gates Top *
Xern> Violet yells,"Fight!"
Xern> Silverclaw says, "Whee heee"
Xern> Lone rushes forward, hiw sword held high.
Xern> Vlad has connected.
Xern> Waltzer laughs as but...suddenly squeals, getting out of the way!!
"Violet!!"
Xern> Perstrian swings his sword in an arc.....
Xern> Eureka grabs Electra's paw and run's out of the way, behind a staircase.
Xern> Waltzer yells, "HEYYYAA! Violet! Go lass!!! GoOOOOO!"
Xern> Truffle frowns, and runs to the kitchen
Xern> Nightsky flings herself at Lone
Xern> Xern looks back and forth at the melee, totally unsure about what to do
next.
Xern> Aviva laughs and fihgts wer way towards Nira.
Xern> Rilian mutters something,"Good -god- what a mess"
Xern> Sela departs for the open field.
Xern> Sela has left.
Xern> Truffle has left.
Xern> Vengro bellows aloud, "Stick togetehr! Get into yer teams! FIght tegether
ye' fools!"
Xern> Joseph yells, "Violet!!!!"
Xern> Lone swing at Nightsky
Xern> Aeysin looks around trying to see through teh fog, however all she can
make out are the
yells.
Xern> Perstrian fires an arrow towards vengro.....,.
Xern> Calleo departs for the open field.
Xern> Calleo has left.
Xern> Lone suddenly his dagger appears in his left paw
Xern> Violet ducks as a vermin sword almost gets at her chest,blocking.
Xern> Truffle has arrived.
Xern> Thistledance has arrived.
Xern> Truffle enters, with Thistledance walking along next to her.
Xern> Clecky shouts "EULALIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" from RW Abbey: Main Gate
Xern> Nightsky shouts loudly as the sword grazes her paw, and she slashes down
hard with her
dagger and her bow
Xern> Joseph gives his two daggers to a helpless mouse and squirrel, picking up
his sword.
Xern> Vlad dives into the fray, slashing with his cutlass.
Xern> Nich stays to the side against the wall, makeing it hard for an archer or
slinger to get a
good enough angle to hit him.
Xern> Nira trades jabs and parries with a vermin rat.
Xern> Beachflower arrives from the open ground.
Xern> Beachflower has arrived.
Xern> SkyStar has arrived.
Xern> Beachflower enters, with SkyStar walking along next to her.
Xern> Electra and Eureka huddle together, neither talented or brave enough to
fight, and hoping
to death not to get hurt.
Xern> Aviva hakcs away, her eyes flashing fire and her daggers whipping around.
Xern> Beachflower stops SkyStar from walking along with her.
Xern> Waltzer looks around the ground.. and suddenly finds a small rock.. he
hurls it with anger
at Vengro, on the Gate top..
Xern> Harvay dives in
Xern> Greyrose steps back, gripping her dagger with fear.
Xern> Truffle runs in,her old frying pan weapon at the ready, and runs up behind
Vengro
Xern> Joseph grabs his sword in both hands fealing the true light of battle once
again!
Xern> Tarquin departs for the open field.
Xern> Tarquin has left.
Xern> Slade steps into great hall.
Xern> Sicant jabs at the woodlanders, a snarl etched on her muzzle.
Xern> Slade has left.
Xern> Vengro stays on the gatetop bellowing out orders, throwing a dagger out
here and there,
projectiles flying everywhere.
Xern> Harvay has left.
Xern> Beachflower hurls herself at Silverclaw
Xern> Sandigomm hides behind the gates
Xern> Aviva looks at Vengro on the gate top.
Xern> Pillquin yells, "EULAILIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Xern> Perstrian lifts his sword and swings it in a wide arcb in the middle of
vermin......
Xern> Abbela carefully aims an arrow at Vengro on the gatetop, and releases.
Xern> Lone parries Nightsky's blow with his word, and thrusts at her stomach
with hhis dagger
Xern> Chess growls
Xern> Vengro glances at Truffle, "Where's ye' tea--wots with the pan?"
Xern> Tarquin arrives from the open ground.
Xern> Tarquin has arrived.
Xern> Truffle climps up the gate, her frying pan slowing her down
Xern> Lochlainn yells, "EULALIA! GIVE EM BLOOD AN VINEGAR!"
Xern> Alterac yells, "KRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
Xern> Silverclaw takes out her curveed swords,and slashes at the hare
Xern> Tim squeels as one of Vengro's daggers hit his shoulder.
Xern> Clecky Clecky fires an arrow fom his bow and watches it go through the
skull of a vermin
Xern> Tammo yells, "Eullaalliaaa! S' death on the wind! Eulaliiiiaaaa!"
Xern> Pine pushes the doors open and lunges forward, sword in paw. He raises a
battlecry and
jumps headfirst into the fray.
Xern> Pillquin yells, "CME ON VERMIN!!!"
Xern> Perstrian booms out, in a deep loud voice,
"MMMMMMWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!"
Xern> Silverslash shouts "Crows!..ATTACK!" from RW Abbey: Main Gate
Xern> Nightfur runs throught assorted fighting pairs and finally reaching the
stairs, and walking
up onto thwe wall.
Xern> Greyrose runs off to find others.
Somewhere on the muck, Saxtus has connected.
Xern> Javven dashes in, snarling, looking not like himself, he barrels through
to the great hall.
Xern> Greyrose has left.
Xern> Vlad looks to Vengro and signals to the Vermin lord to fall back before he
finally gets hit!
Xern> Nightsky is grazed again, and flings a double pawed harekick at Lone's
stomach
Xern> Chess draws a sword and fights
Xern> Clecky shouts "EULALIAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Xern> Violet yells,"Everyone take a vermiN! Start fighting!"
Xern> Tumbleweed sneaks up behind Lone,and lifts up[ her sword,slashing at his
bacl
Xern> Mandrake shrieks, drawing her axe. She charges out on the woodlanders
blindly. Her
personal warcry of the shriek still sounding.
Xern> Truffle groans, and as she stands behind him lowers the frying pan over
Vengro's head
Xern> Perstrian swings down at a weasel.......
Xern> Rosella spots Silverclaw and fires one of her last javlins at her
Xern> Cleckster shouts "REDWALLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!" from RW Abbey: Main
Gate
Xern> Aviva yells, "Ressisance!!!!!!"
Xern> Finnbarr slashes up, down, left, right and center with both swords.
Xern> Lone stumbels backwards
Xern> Pillquin charges lone.
Xern> Arevin murmers, "Bloody shyte..." She slinks back into the mists, almost
blindly,
remaining a good distance from the melee.
Xern> Lochlainn clashes swords with Silverslash.
Xern> Slade has arrived.
Xern> Harvay shouts "REDWALLLL!!!!!!" from RW Abbey:Great Hall
Xern> Pasrell charges the vermin
Xern> Silverclaw "gets a javelin in the paw
Xern> Alterac dives at the horde of vermin.
Xern> Lone glances at pillquin.
Xern> Fleetpaw has left.
Xern> Nira takes a rat through the stomach, and glances around, wild-eyed.
Xern> Harvay has arrived.
Xern> Slade departs for the open field.
Xern> Slade has left.
Xern> Chess stabs a nearby weasel
Xern> A loud clang is heard and Vengro goes *flying* off the
gatetops...literally.
Xern> Rosella Charges a small group of hoardebeasts. "REDWALLLL!!!!
Xern> Harvay departs for the open field.
Xern> Harvay has left.
Xern> Tumbleweed slashes at Lone again
Xern> Waltzer looks at Truffle nail Vengro with a pan. and laughs.. "Go! Go..
tkae the Abbey
back! Back to your pit! *General* Vengro.. oh lord of wilting dead leaves!!! Run
to the slime
whence you crawled!"
Xern> Sandigomm jumps out and jabs at Asrif
Xern> Silverslash flaps in and dives
Xern> Truffle shouts "TAKE THAT! you ve'
Xern> Javven departs for the open field.
Xern> Javven has left.
Xern> Rilian suddenly yells,"HEY.. Com'on here!" she oofs as a certain weasle
slashes at
her,blocking with her dirk
Xern> Pine lunges at Mandrake, waving his sword in a skillful manner, "Come on,
rat!"
Xern> Silverslash takes out a mouse with her claws
Xern> Nightsky swings her bow hard at Lone's head
Xern> Finnbarr charges at Vengro, swords drawn.
Xern> Jon goes In-Character.
Xern> Ironpaw cheers.
Xern> Fleetpaw has arrived.
Xern> Clecky Clecky fires an arrow fom his bow and watches it go through the
skull of a vermin
Xern> Aviva laughs a short, dark laugh as vengor falls off the wall.
Xern> Chess gasps
Xern> SkyStar hurls herself at Silverslash,her sword trying to seek her neck
Xern> Perstrian climbs top the gate top.......
Xern> Waltzer waves his staff over his head.. cheering on the REsistance
fighters..then starts
caughing violently..
Xern> Fleetpaw departs for the abbey pond.
Xern> Fleetpaw has left.
Xern> Alterac cheers for Truffle as he impales a stoat.
Xern> Silverslash waits for jag
Xern> Aviva begins fighting her way towards Vengro.
Xern> Asrif doesn't see Sandigomm and takes a slice in her stomach
Xern> Mandrake shrieks, and blindly charges PIne.
Xern> Silverslash has left.
Xern> Silverslash flies up into the sky!
Xern> Naco has left.
Xern> Perstrian faces vengro, head on.....
Xern> Chess charges
Xern> Finnbarr takes a slash in the chest.
Xern> Vengro lands on a dueling mouse and rat, knocking both to the ground where
each is killed
by another beast of the opposite side. vengro seems alright as he jumps up
dizzily..
Xern> Lone dodges and kicks at nightskys side
Xern> Tim stumbles over to Violet dagger in paw yelling, "Redwalllll!!!!"
Xern> Perstrian says in a friendly, warrior voice, "your mine"
Xern> Tarquin asks, "Asrif, Ya ok?"
Xern> Clecky slays a vermin with his saber
Xern> Truffle glances down at the fallen VEngro, and is oblvious of all the
fighting besides
Vengro
Xern> Vlad hurls a large rock at an unfortunate mouse, who's skull is smashed
instantly under the
force.
Xern> Pine slashes at Mandrake's neck, pushing forward with all his strength.
Xern> Violet growls,running through a ferret,she pulls the sword freee as she is
soon blocking
another sword coming at her
Xern> Nira follows Aviva, covering her back.
Xern> Asrif erks
Xern> Perstrian swings his sw2ord at vengro's middle...
Xern> Finnbarr charges towards Vlad.
Xern> Naco has arrived.
Xern> Clecky shouts "EULALIAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Xern> Nightsky is kicked hard, and thrusts her dagger
Xern> Vengro is ppushed back and forth by the inferno...
Xern> Perstrian room-pages, "sword" to you.
Xern> Naco departs for the open field.
Xern> Naco has left.
Xern> Nightfur runs over the wall, over to where Vengro previously stood..
Xern> Rosella swings her cudgel at a bunch of vermin
Xern> Ember looks around wildly for somebeast to fight
Xern> Sandigomm tries to slash her again
Xern> Chess leaps but gets a sword in the leg
Xern> Tammo asks, "Asrif?"
Xern> Electra has disconnected.
Xern> Leader falls asleep.
Xern> Eureka falls asleep.
Somewhere on the muck, Electra has disconnected.
Xern> Perstrian room-pages, "gotta go" to you.
Xern> Lochlainn yells, "EULALIA! GIVE EM BLOOD AN VINEGAR!"
Xern> Abbela has disconnected.
Somewhere on the muck, Abbela has disconnected.
Xern> Alterac slices the head of a rat, and tears up another ferret's face.
Xern> Nightfur hmms..
Xern> Chess says, "ow"
Xern> Powell charges in, "I HOPE YOU DIDN'T KILL EM ALL, YET!"
Xern> Tarren EULALIA!
Xern> Aeysin looks around through the mist and shouts, "Rev.. you ou' der?"
Xern> Nafasi snarls,her and her large pups taking down two vermin, you hear the
sound of bones
snapping.. They are obviously -not- using weapons
Xern> Aviva fights her way to Perstrians's side.
Xern> Beachflower kicks out at Silverclaw
Xern> Kenji takes off and soars into the sky.
Xern> Kenji has left.
Xern> Clecky has disconnected.
Xern> Clecky slashes madly with his saber at vermin
Xern> Perstrian sings asround, decapitating 2 vermin then driving his sword into
a third...
Xern> Vlad hears Finnbar's approach and pivets to face the warrior.
Xern> Jacob charges a hand full of vermin , in a flash of steel...
Xern> Sicant swings her sword at the fray, jumping to avoid a dagger.
Xern> Chess holds his side
Xern> Silverclaw is kicked (oh wow.)
Xern> Nich brings his sword up, blocking a cleave from a weasel, and then brings
his sword down
through the beats gut.
Xern> Vengro reacts quickly, desperation pushing over him. He pulls out his last
two daggers
reserved for paw-to-paw and swings wildly.
Xern> Pillquin tries toi tackle lone.
Xern> Perstrian has disconnected.
Xern> Truffle realizes she is looking too much like vermin,and rips off her
hooded cape
Xern> Ironpaw steps toward Ember, saber drawn.
Xern> Tarren layys a few vermin flat with her staff
Xern> Kenji swoops down from high above.
Xern> Kenji has arrived.
Xern> Lochlainn takes a stoat through the stomach and turns upon a rat who he
takes through the
eye.
Xern> Finnbarr decapitates a vermin.
Xern> Waltzer suddenly dodges a rather irate weasel that got flung by Nafasi..
Xern> Pasrell stabs a vermin and begins with another
Xern> Ember has left.
Xern> Asrif backs away and holds her sabre ready
Xern> Powell grins.
Xern> Tarquin notches an Arrow to his bow, fires, and is satisfied with a screem
somewhere in
the diestance
Xern> Nightfur brings a handfull of daggers from his pouch..
Xern> Clecky yells, "Eulaliaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!"
Xern> Alterac tears his way through the vermin.
Xern> Violet yells,"Fight for redwall!!" as she contines to fight
Xern> Clecky Clecky fires an arrow fom his bow and watches it go through the
skull of a vermin
Xern> Lone thrusts his sword at pillquins chest
Xern> Chess growls and kicks athe wolf vermin untill it dies
Xern> Tarquin fights back to back with Clecky
Xern> Finnbarr slashes a stoat's arms off.
Xern> Vlad slashes at Finnbar furiously.
Xern> Tumbleweed slashes with her sword at an oncoming r"REDWALL!!!!!!
Xern> Sandigomm jabs at Asrif
Xern> Powell shouts "CHARGE IN, FRIENDS, WE NEED HELP!"
Xern> Kenji slashes left and right with her talons...
Xern> Truffle shivers, and runs toward the infirmary, dodging beasts as she goes
Xern> Nafasi howls,pouncing a small vermin rat as her son covers her
Xern> Chess says, "you dont stab me"
Xern> Vengro thrusts a dagger into an otter's chest, and swipes at another
otter's paw.
Xern> Nira takes a slash on her back and yells, acknowledging the pain.
Xern> Finnbarr turns his attention back to
Xern> Xern shouts "Freedom!"
Xern> Finnbarr turns his attention back to Vlad.
Xern> Tumbleweed slashes at Lone's back!!!!!
Xern> Asrif blocks with her sabre
Xern> A grumbleing sound emits from Joseph and grows untill it's a loud growel,
he whirls upon
the vermin his blade singing the song of deth, his eyes glinting with a red mist.
Xern> Nightfur flings aDagger down at Nich.. THen one down at Lone..
Xern> Pillquin brings a hard slash down on lone's weapon.......trying to break
it.
Xern> Thunder takes out vermin, with the flick of his battle axe
Xern> Kenji yells, "KREEGHAAAHH!!!"
Xern> Naco arrives from the open ground.
Xern> Naco has arrived.
Xern> Finnbarr slices at Vlad's head.
Xern> Tarren departs for the open field.
Xern> Tarren has left.
Xern> Pine stabs again and again at Mandrake, pushing harder and
harder...finally, he pushes his
way past and begins to hack at vermin all around him.
Xern> Naco says, "good damn vermin"
Xern> Powell slings a stone at Vengro, and slays a rat nearby to him. "Will it
be two in one
sweep!"
Xern> Lochlainn slashes madly at several vermin necks, taking a few heads off in
the process...
Xern> Silverclaw hurls herself at Beachflower,grinning wickedly
Xern> Aviva winces as a dagger lands in her side, SHe ripes it out and throughs
it at Vengro.
Xern> Sicant yelps as a blade grazes her side, and sneers in return, nimbly
dodgeing out of the
way of Thunder's axe.
Xern> Alterac crushes a crow on the battlements.
Xern> Mandrake shrieks madly, still lashing out at the mouse.
Xern> Waltzer peers at the melee.. trying to identify those in it..
Xern> Finnbarr turns to Vengro.
Xern> Rilian is thrown to the ground suddenly,she grunts as a figure falls on
her.. she
yells,"WElL!" her dirk at been up and had run through the fallee
Xern> Aeysin gasps as a rat runs through and knocks into her sending her falling
to teh ground,
she quickly hops back to her feet and slinks back off.
Xern> Vermin in their panick begin to flee everywhere. Other fight in
desperation like deadly
weapons of destruction.,
Xern> Nich slams back against the wall away from the dagger and scales up the
stairs toward
Nightfur.
Xern> Nightsky runs at Lone!
Xern> Chess watches
Xern> Naco slashs at silverclaw
Xern> Sandigomm grins and swings at Asrif.
Xern> Powell punches with his spiked gauntlet, on one paw, his sword slashing
with the other!
Xern> Nightfur yells, "Hello my friend!"
Xern> Asrif parries
Xern> Finnbarr charges at Vengro, ignoring VLad.
Xern> Mandrake gets her tail wacked slightly, she shrieks yet again.
Xern> Silverclaw kicks out at Naco
Xern> Rosella keeps on fighting, until she sudenly finds herself face to face
with silverclaw
Xern> Waltzer blinks.. recognizing a certain rat.."R.. Rilian??"
Xern> Vlad jumps back, narrowly avoiding the swift blow from Finnbar. He growls
and slices
back at his stomach.
Xern> Lone dodges and kicks at Pillquin's side
Xern> Rilian has disconnected.
Xern> Nafasi has disconnected.
Xern> Hodar falls asleep.
Xern> Jaha falls asleep.
Xern> Ridhia falls asleep.
Xern> Violet has disconnected.
Xern> Truffle departs for the open field.
Xern> Truffle has left.
Xern> Thistledance has left.
Xern> Truffle leaves, with Thistledance walking along with her.
Xern> Chess charges a nearby vermin fox
Xern> Pine whirls around, and winces as Mandrake's sword nicks him across the
cheek. He steps
back, then moves into an elaborate sequence of slashes, stabs, and swings.
Xern> Aviva blocks a blow aimed for Nira's side.
Xern> Alterac kills crows non-stop, searching for their leader.
Xern> Naco raises his shield and is thrown back tothe wall
Xern> Nightfur yells, "I've finally gained some attaention!"
Xern> Nightfur draws both of his good daggers..
Xern> Powell yells, "Slay Vengro later, slay trhe hordebeasts first!!!!!1"
Xern> Lone gasps as pillquin brakes his sword
Xern> Arevin yips, "Careful, Aeysie!" She glances around rapidly, taking mental
notes..
Xern> Silverclaw tries to rake her claws down Rosella's face]
Xern> Oren has arrived.
Xern> Dill has arrived.
Xern> Scales has arrived.
Xern> Jag enters, with Oren, Dill, and Scales walking along next to him.
Xern> Clecky charges in with his saber
Xern> Tarquin looks down as a Dagger seems to grow out of his shoulder
Xern> Pasrell departs for the open field.
Xern> Pasrell has left.
Xern> Pillquin wearing his armor hopes that the kick hurt lone more than him.
Xern> Vengro suddenly emits an echoing laugh, "Harharhar! I be Lord Vengro the
Terror o' de'
West! I will kill all who get in my way." As if to emphasize, he stabs a sword-
bearing mouse in
the stomach.
Xern> Jag dashes in, drawing the Avatar Sword
Xern> Nightsky exclaims, "REDWALLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Xern> Jacob knocks a faret to the ground, with an expertly done 'JackKnife'
Xern> Lochlainn grimaces as his healing shoulder is torn once more by a rat's
claws.
Xern> Scales drops Jagged Short Swaord.
Xern> Nira breathes heavily, managing to say "Thanks," to Aviva.
Xern> Pillquin yells, "come on!"
Xern> Tammo growl, and slashes wildly
Xern> four weasels jump chess
Xern> Vlad rushes into the abbey to kill as many innocent creatures as his blade
can find.
"HHAHAHAHA!"
Xern> Rosella swings out with her cudgel.
Xern> Jag swings out, smashing in a ferret's head
Xern> Thunder eyes are full of ABloodwrath
Xern> Waltzer runs up..through the melee.. carefully dodging dueling beasts..
towards Arevin..
Xern> Chess rolls out of way
Xern> Lone stabs with his broken blade at a rat and steals his sword from him as
he fall sto the
ground.
Xern> Lochlainn in retaliation, he splits the rat's head with his sword hilt.
Xern> Jag growls, "Argh! Wodde'ell?!?!"
Xern> Sandigomm hiises and swings at Asrif
Xern> Oren fires at Vlad.
Xern> Nich growls at Nightfur saying, "Don't think I didn't see that," he says,
standing ready.
Xern> Vlad has left.
Xern> Aeysin tries running twards where she heard Arevin's voice, tripping once
over somebeast's
footpaw then standing up and finally making it to where she sees Rev.
Xern> Asrif paries again but more tiredly
Xern> Nightsky runs a rat through, lauging madly the whole time
Xern> Finnbarr has left.
Xern> A rat leaps in Nira's way,, snarling.
Xern> Jon trips a nearby hare, bringing it to the ground, where he drives his
sword through its
chest.
Xern> Vengro is in a frenzied state of desperation, his experienced mind taking
control of his
body as he sidesteps, stabbing, slicing, and ducking.
Xern> Pillquin takes off the head of a weasel who tries to atack him.
Xern> Thunderwing flies in, and sees Vengro, his eyes filled with hunger. He
swoops down, in
determination at the marten, talons forward, his beak already blood stained
"MARTENFLESH!"
Xern> Clecky shouts "give em blood an' vinegar chaps!!!"
Xern> Tammo asks, "Asrif, need help??!"
Xern> Pasrell arrives from the open ground.
Xern> Pasrell has arrived.
Xern> Tarquin runs over to Asrif
Xern> Scales pulls out his short sword and atacks several crows.
Xern> Nightfur approaches Nich, "I know you did.. "
Xern> Dill puts his bow up and unsheaths his sabre.
Xern> Aviva wathces Vengro.
Xern> Jag stares at Vengro for a moment
Xern> Mandrake dodges the slashes and whatnot....most of them. She gets
scratched in various
places, yet hangs on, slashing back. SHREIKING!
Xern> Tammo yells, "Eullalia!"
Xern> Chess got a dagger in his leg,..pulls it out
Xern> Arevin blinks, seeing Waltzer.
Xern> Rosella says, "So wolf, it looks like im not dead after all.! "
Xern> Silverslash soars in
Xern> Alterac takes several hits, but ignores them as he searches for
Silverslash.
Xern> Jag blinks, his reality suddenly catching hold, and he swings out, ending
a rat's life
Xern> Sandigomm furiously jabs at Asrif
Xern> Ironpaw weaves his way towards Jon.
Xern> Powell grins at Vengro through the melee. "IEveryone's going to kill you,
if they can!"
Xern> Joseph skewars a rat and rips the blade sideways, slashing a ferret deep
in the side.
Xern> Nira's eyes widen at the rat, and she ducks, slashing at his stomach, then
stabbing at his
chest.
Xern> Silverslash tries to seek out jag
Xern> Rosella swings at Silverclaw's head
Xern> In a room page-pose to you, Cecil is getting SERIOUS lag
Xern> Clecky thrusts his saber through a nearby vermin
Xern> Xern fights his way over to Aviva, mostly dodging the hits than throwing
them himself.
Xern> Thunder room-pages, "GG, bye!" to you.
Xern> Waltzer runs up to Arevin.. grinning broadly.."Its over Arevin!.. I
thought Swenyo wisely
*removed* her clan from this??"
Xern> Scales slashes one of the crows throts and chops off ones beak.
Xern> More crows fly in from the balconey
Xern> Vengro laughs uproaiously, enthralled in battle as he ducks and stabs at
the bird.
Xern> Wes draws his sword and slashes at a rat taking it's head off
Xern> Thunder has disconnected.
Xern> Nightsky laughs madly again, throwing herself headfirst into a pile of
vermin
Xern> Pine frowns a bit, mutters about insane vermin, and suddenly leaps forward,
heedless of the
wounds inflicted, trying to strike a killing blow.
Xern> Powell smites the head off of two rats, in one slash, and impale a ferret
on his gaunt-
spikes.
Xern> Aeysin looks to Waltzer.
Xern> Nightsky exclaims, "YAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!!"
Xern> Silverslash sees jag
Xern> Asrif doesn't hear anyone and carefully jabs back at Sandigomm blacking
her.
Xern> Lone dodges blades and stabs madly at woodlanders
Xern> Chess the wound in his side is bad...but he fight on
Xern> Dill robs a ferret of his head.
Xern> Oren slashes at them with her paw as they come near.
Xern> Violet has connected.
Xern> Cecil goes after silverslash
Xern> Rilian has connected.
Xern> Jag swings out, disconnecting a weasel from his legs
Xern> Aviva grits her teeth and swings her sword at Vengro's side.
Xern> Jon notices Ironpaw, and he grins evily.
Xern> Nightsky jumps at Lone again!
Xern> Thunderwing is stabvbed, but continues slashing at Vengro, hunger and rage
driving him.
Xern> Silverslash dives at jag
Xern> Chess slays a vermin
Xern> ( The rat Nira's fighting takes a slash in the stomach with an oof. )
Xern> Pasrell runs a dagger through a rat ,killing it
Xern> Arevin yells over the fray, to Waltzer, "Yeh, I came to watch..."
Xern> Rilian grunts,"Um yes?" she wipes the blood from herself,parrying a dagger
Xern> Nightfur scurries down the stairs.. Slashing his daggers at both woodies
and vermin as he
runs to the hall...
Xern> Alterac chases Silverslash at full speed.
Xern> Waltzer looks at AEysin, a wide smile on his face.. "You too!.. Get out..
while you both
still *breathe!*.."
Xern> Jag gives an inarticulate roar of animal pain as the raven crashes into
him...
Xern> Tarquin laughs, like he wasnt doing battle, and dives in to a pacck of
Vermin
Xern> Ironpaw grins, too, and lunges at Jon's middle.
Xern> Clecky fires an arrow at silverslash
Xern> Abarch watches them all, occasionally gettgin attacecked by a Vermin, who
mistakes him,
yet comes out of it well. He watches silently.
Xern> Silverslash dodges the eagles
Xern> Vengro continues to laugh, stabbing again and again, killing left and
right where not
maiming.
Xern> Naco slashes at silverslash
Xern> Powell jumps into a score of rats, hacking and slashing.
"REDWAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLL!"
Xern> Mandrake gets knocked to the ground...apparantly she isn't dead...but
well...she's pretty
close. ;)
Xern> Oren advances upon Vengro like a madbeast, giving a wild, uncontrollable
howl that chills
your blood.
Xern> Some crows attack the eagles
Xern> Violet contines to fight,she growls angrily but continues to fight.. she
is getting slightly
close to vengro
Xern> Lone dashes away from Pillquin, realizing he's not prepared to fight a bda
Xern> Aeysin looks to Rev, "Tis gettin' a bit dangerous 'bout 'ea Rev...
Xern> Jag stands up slowly, swinging left and right, and screaming the whole
time
Xern> Nafasi has connected.
Xern> Hodar wakes up.
Xern> Jaha wakes up.
Xern> Ridhia wakes up.
Xern> Silverslash growls
Xern> Pillquin leaves lone to run.
Xern> Kenji takes off and soars into the sky.
Xern> Kenji has left.
Xern> Nightfur has left.
Xern> Nich follows after Nightfur.
Xern> Nafasi yells,"Waltzerrat!"
Xern> Nich has left.
Xern> Calleo arrives from the open ground.
Xern> Calleo has arrived.
Xern> Sandigomm thrust forward trying to push Asrif back when their weapons are
locked
Xern> Jon steps aside, but getting a little of theblow, is nocked off balence.
Xern> Wounded, Joseph stumbles over to the edge of the batle, next to Aeysin and
leans upon his
sword, he looks where he is and gasps at Aeysin, "Aeysin!"
Xern> Pillquin starts to advance to Vengro.
Xern> Silverslash seeks out easier prey
Xern> Clecky Clecky fires an arrow fom his bow and watches it go through the
skull of a vermin
Xern> Ridhia screams as two weasles start to pound at her relentlessly
Xern> Chess helps with the rats..slaying a rat or two in his way
Xern> Wes sees Vengro and advances torawrd him.
Xern> Along with Cecil the 20 Redwing fighters fly in and attack a large group
of vermin
Xern> Vengro is definately crazed, and seemingly invincible in his mind...he
comes upon Violet
while battling off others, slipping behind otehrs and trying to lsoe them in the
mass.
Xern> Alterac tears the head off a stoat trying to stop him as he chases
Silverslash.
Xern> Powell looks at Mandrake, and yells. "NOBEAST KILL HER!"
Xern> Silverslash dives at a hare
Xern> Dill stabs a rat through the stomach. "Give 'em blood 'n vinegar, chaps!"
Xern> Wes room-pages, "toward" to you.
Xern> Nira manages to drive a blow to the rat's skull, and he falls with a yell
and a groan.
Xern> Clecky slashes at silverslash
Xern> Scales leaps through the air and lands infront of Vengro.
Xern> Aeysin lkooks to Joseph, "Ya. tis me...
Xern> Arevin smirks, "You're right... Well, healer, have fun in the Abbey, for
us, 'kay? Time for
us to depart, Aey?" she has some trouble making her voice clear..
Xern> Silverslash slashes and rips the hare in 2
Xern> Jag falls back, sheathing his sword... He grabs his bow and stays by the
walls' edge...
Xern> Silverclaw has disconnected.
Xern> Tumbleweed has disconnected.
Xern> Ironpaw spins on his heels, turning to face Jon again.
Xern> Beachflower has disconnected.
Xern> Cecil slashes at a vermin's stomach
Xern> Abarch picks out Violet again, then looks over to Vengro, seeing him more
expirienced
and etter leading, picking him out as the other leader.
Xern> SkyStar has disconnected.
Xern> Thunderwing still madly attacks Vengro.
Xern> Waltzer glances around.. "Rilian!!!" He carefully dodges beasts..
"Nafasi!?.. Hoi! Nafasi!!"
He laughs.."Have you s.." He's suddenly toppled by another angry rat..
Xern> Naco has left.
Xern> SkyStar has connected.
Xern> Scales slashes at vengro's head.
Xern> Asrif is shoved back and she back up some more to get ready for more
fighting
Xern> Pine steps over Mandrake and presses forward. He runs a nearby weasel
through, and
kicks another to the ground.
Xern> Joseph wonders, "Wh...what are you doing here?"
Xern> Silverslash turns her attention to clecky
Xern> Sela arrives from the open ground.
Xern> Sela has arrived.
Xern> Jag notches one of his six-flighted arrows... And draws it back
Xern> Clecky Clecky fires an arrow fom his bow and watches it go through the
skull of a vermin
Xern> Thanatos smirks as he runs around in the battle, slinking closer to the
Gate...
Xern> Tarquin draws his Sword, "Silverslash, YOUR MINE!!!"
Xern> Oren sees Vengro and growls, battering her way through the fray to get to
Vengro.
Xern> Beachflower has connected.
Xern> Jon brings up his sword, facing Ironpaw. He grins again.
Somewhere on the muck, Truffle has disconnected.
Xern> Jag takes a bead on Silverslash's head, as she seems preoccupied...
Xern> Alterac yells to Tarquin, "GET IN LINE!"
Xern> Thanatos looks around for familiar faces, and not seeing Nightfur, he
moves his gaze to
Aeysin.
Xern> Calleo mumbles "... the gate, quickly. It's open, ... think!"", to Sela.
Xern> Silverclaw has connected.
Xern> Hodar hurriedly runs through the vermin,knocking them aside by brute force
as he goes
towards waltzer."I protect you!" he howls
Xern> Aviva slashes out at A rat next to her.
Xern> Tumbleweed has connected.
Xern> Pasrell kicks a ferret in the face and stabs another
Xern> Sela keeps as well out of the fighting as possible.
Xern> Chess loses his sword when knocked down by weasel
Xern> Aeysin looks to Joseph, "I came ta watch," shge grins, "O what a show!"
Xern> Jag takes a deep breath... and losses the arrow
Xern> Silverslash sees jag and flys away
Xern> ( The brids attack in groups of two to one vermin quickly killing them one
at a time )
Xern> Scales lashes at silverslash with his jagged short Sword.
Xern> Alterac tries to grab silverslash with his talons.
Xern> Chess kicks weasel
Xern> Rosella stabs at a hoardebeast with her javlin, swingins with her cudgel
in the other paw
Xern> Rilian yells,"Yea It's me!" she punches a weasle in the face,then knees
before stabbing
Xern> Ironpaw swings at Jon again.
Xern> Silverslash flys as high as her wings will carry her
Xern> Vengro smiles grimly at Violet, "'Ey, if it aint the mouse?"
Xern> Jag growls in frustration, notching another arrow and firing it up into
the air at Silverslash
Xern> Sandigomm growls and waits stareing at her opennent
Xern> Cecil slashes at another vermin
Xern> Pillquin charges around, trying to get a glimpse of the marten 'Vengro'.
Xern> SkyStar ends up back to back with Jag "Hi Jag."
Xern> Mandrake rubs at her head. She weakly takes out her sling, and starts
firing!
Xern> Waltzer claws at the face of the rat throttling his throat.. they roll
around and around in the
dust..
Xern> Violet holds the sword tight in her paw,looking a vengro
Xern> Jag looks at Skystar. "'Allo, Sky..."
Xern> Oren snarls and leaps at Vengro, fangs bared.
Xern> Aviva moves to Violet's side.
Xern> ( The crow archers fire again )
Xern> Chess lays out of breath...and hurt badly
Xern> Dill leg-sweeps a weasel, tripping him, then stabs him through the stomach.
Xern> Clecky pulls an arrow from hos arm and ties it with a piece of cloth lying
on the ground
Xern> Jag looses an arrow into a rat's mouth, wincing at the results...
Xern> Silverclaw slashes at Rosella
Xern> Scales has disconnected.
Xern> Thanatos moves his gaze up to Violet and Vengro, watching carefully.
Xern> Vengro takes the initiatvie and stabds at Violet.
Xern> Nira follows Aviva, forming at least a trio of mice.
Xern> Powell kills three rats and a weasel, with sword and gauntlet.
Xern> More crows come out of the abbey
Xern> Jon counters, a loud clang is heard as steal hits steel.
Xern> Arevin narrows her eyes at the woodlanders, and looks hurriedly to Aeysin.
Xern> Joseph stumbles to his feet and charges into the horde.
Xern> Scales jumps acroos the vermin and lands between Vengro and Violet.
Xern> Mandrake room-pages, "Honestly, lay off 'o Vengro. There are others
here. :p" to you.
Xern> Alterac crashes through a group of crows, sending them in all directions.
Xern> Cecil flys into the air and grabs a vermin's head with his talons
Xern> Pillquin gets a glimpse of him after taking a ferret out at the waist.
Xern> Scales lashes out at Vengro.
Xern> Nightsky dives at Lone again
Xern> SkyStar slasjes at an oncoming rat,slashing his head cleanly off
Xern> Violet blocks carefully,she slaps at his blade hopefully to knock it free
Xern> Chess trys to get up but falls
Xern> Doc looks about for Clecky
Xern> Pillquin charges Vengro with all of his strength.
Xern> Silverslash soars out of sight...watching the battle below
Xern> Jag's aim wanders towards Waltzer...
Xern> Asrif falls to the ground and kicks out with her back paw
Xern> Rosella jumps back, returning with a heafty swing with her weoppon
Xern> Cecil slashes at another vermin
Xern> Lone jabs a passing otter in the side with hisdagger.
Xern> Abarch room-pages, "AFK for a sec. BRB." to you.
Xern> Thunderwing flies off from Vengro , yelling Violet. "He's yourn to kill,
Miss Purple, ah'll
leave ye to it!"
Xern> Oren growls, noticing the others, and batters at the rats, felling quite a
few.
Xern> Ironpaw kicks out at Jon as he loses his saber.
Xern> Vengro quickly counters with a roll from Scales and a slash at Violet.
Xern> Silverslash dives at jag at a lighting speed
Xern> SkyStar asks, "Don't get ?Waltzer"
Xern> Pillquin yells, "EULAILIA!!!!!!!!!"
Xern> Cecil gets cut in te leg , "AAAAAAAAAARGH!"
Xern> Lochlainn slashes vermin left and right, regardless of his torn shoulder
Xern> Pasrell is stabbed in the leg but kills thevermni that did it
Xern> Aviva covers Violet's back
Xern> Tumbleweed slashes at Lone's back
Xern> Scales swings at Vengro with his blade.
Xern> Silverslash says, "DIE YU STUPID STOAt"
Xern> Jag tumbles in the dirt, losing his bow...
Xern> Pine sees Mandrake up again...he carves a way through the fighting until
he stands before
her. "Still up, eh?"
Xern> Lone slashes out as Nightsky, as he steps away from her.
Xern> Tarquin falls to the ground, as crows jump on him. But he still batters
them away, yelling,
"EulaliaAAA!
Xern> Silverclaw gets mor wounds
Xern> Oren yells,
"AAAwwwwwwwooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
!"
Xern> Nira covers Aviva's back. ;)
Xern> Hodar starts tearing into vermin that get near waltzer,blood spraying from
his muzzle as he
is cut
Xern> Powell charges Silverslash. "DIEE!"
Xern> Arevin sheathes her knife. "Oy..." She slinks back towards the pond,
avoiding being
slashed in any way..
Xern> Cecil turns around and gives the gidft of etenrnal sleep to a group of
vermin
Xern> Sandigomm wince as the blow is taken in her shins
Xern> Alterac crashes head on into a group of crow archers.
Xern> Dill yells in pain as a fox stabs him in the footpaw."
Xern> Mandrake slings madly, watching the stones bouncing off of unsuspected
woody heads.
She shrieks, all though it hurts.
Xern> Kenji glances thru the fray at Clecky...
Xern> Silverslash ignores all others around her..her sight only intent on
killing jag
Xern> Jon dives to the side, missing the kick, and plowing into some mouse.
Xern> Nightsky yells as the slash hits her, and kicks out HARD
Xern> Violet grits her teeth,parrying the blow and sweeping her blade at his
side."Looks like your
falling vengro.. eh?"
Xern> Jag draws his sword, slightly dizzy...
Xern> Waltzer emerges from the dust, his face bleeding from multiple scratches..
he drops a
dagger..
Xern> Rosella stabs out with her javlin at silverclaw...she just about too close
to miss
Xern> Pillquin slashes at at vengro's head as he reaches there.
Xern> Silverslash attcks jag like a crazy beast
Xern> Vengro takes an offfensive posture and slashes left and right at Violet,
hoping she'll make a
mistake soon.
Xern> Jag stares up, watching the raven
Xern> Oren gets through to Dill. "You allright?"
Xern> Ironpaw grabs for his saber.
Xern> Jag swings out as hard as he can, at the raven attacking him
Xern> Thunderwing flies alongside Cecil, slaying vermin left and right.
Xern> Doc tips his hat to Clecky.
Xern> Aeysin looks around, watching the figures of teh fighting beasts around
her.
Xern> Silverslash takes many wounds but still attacks jag
Xern> Scales jumps in to help jag.
Xern> SkyStar looks to Jag "Let's have some fun?" and hurls herself at a pack of
rats
Xern> Asrif gets back to her feeyt
Xern> Aviva slashes at a rat comeing up on VIolet's back and smiels a little.
Xern> Kenji bops a stoat senseless with her beak...
Xern> Xern pauses at the edge of the fray, his eyes locked on Violet and Vengro
battling.
Xern> Clecky Clecky fires an arrow fom his bow and watches it go through the
skull of a vermin
Xern> Dill says, "H'I think so..."
Xern> Cecil yells, "back to back redwings!"
Xern> Rilian ignores her blood covered paws and acually, gets into a fist fight
with a certain short
weasle..
Xern> Jon stands back up, facing Ironpaw still.
Xern> ( The blade slips into Vengro's side and out again quietly...Vengro now
has fallen out of
his craze, realizing he can die..." )
Xern> Lone gasps as it hits him in the stomach. He stumbles back, winded, then
he rushes off to
find other victims
Xern> Powell grins. "We've got them beat, friends, drive it home now, only a bit
to go!!!!!!"
Xern> Doc asks, "Fine a day for a battle, wot?"
Xern> Beachflower winds back to back with Dill
Xern> Pine wipes blood from his eyes and face, then moves forward, suddenly
becoming reckless
in his attack at Mandrake.
Xern> ( The redwing form a circle )
Xern> Alterac flies over and fights alongside Cecil and Thunderwing.
Xern> Scales leaps At the raven.
Xern> Beachflower says, "Hall Dill.."
Xern> Ironpaw throws a pawful of dirt at Jon's eyes.
Xern> Jag roars, swinging out at Silverslash again
Xern> Nightsky slays another weasel
Xern> Cecil slashes out at a vermin
Xern> Sandigomm laughs at the hare
Xern> Oren turns and rips out the throat of a rat coming up behind Dill, then
tries to get through
the mass to Silverslash and Jag.
Xern> Scales slashes wildly at silverslash.
Xern> Pasrell kills a stoat but not before she gets stabbed on the arm
Xern> Pillquin punches a ferrret in the face with his spiked fists. Spraying
Blood everywhere.
Xern> Beachflower kicks out at an oncoming weasel,kicking it into more vermin
Xern> Calleo makes a run toward the gate, holding her robe trails up. She
accidentaly runs into
Nira, her staff involuntarily swooping out toward the mouse.
Xern> Nightfur has arrived.
Xern> ( The crows attack the birds and those arround their leader )
Xern> Cecil pecks at another vermin's head
Xern> Vengro is slashed twice more by beasts around him, and clawed by a brid.
Xern> Sicant growls deep in her throat, and swings her sword at Cecil.
Xern> Waltzer looks at his paws.. then Hodar.. and frowns, he continues pushing
through the
melee.."Rilian!!"
Xern> Dill exclaims, "'Lo, gel, let's give 'em blood 'n vinegar!"
Xern> Powell does a backflip over vermin, his sword down, and smites off three
heads. "Heads
up, I'd say!"
Xern> Violet grunts hard as one of vengro's daggers nic' her shouldar,she swings
the sword
forward with brute force
Xern> ( The redwings form a circle moving and attacking as one )
Xern> Beachflower grins
Xern> Thanatos curses under his breath as he watches Vengro's own battle with
Violet, and he
slinks closer to the gates.
Xern> Silverslash ducks jags soword and pecks like crazy at him
Xern> Nightsky fires and arrow from her bow. You see a blur of purple as it
flies by.
Xern> Waltzer loks around frantically..
Xern> Nira gets hit in the other side by Calleo and yuells, turning and swinging
her sword.
Xern> Tim runs over to Violet and Vengro, "Go viovet!!! Killa 'im! EEEEEEE!"
he screams as
a vermin slashes him in the back, he whirls around, tears streaming from his
face as he plunges the
dagger into the vermin's side.
Xern> Nightsky looses an Arrow at Vengro
Xern> Tammo slashes at an attacking bird
Xern> Nightfur shouts "Thanatos! AeysiN!"
Xern> Jon brings up an arm to block the dirt, managin to deflect most of it.
Xern> Asrif pants heavily blood dripping her her stomach steadily
Xern> Dill slices a stoat's stomach open.
Xern> Chess watches
Xern> Hodar snaps own on a leg of a vemin bird as it flys by him
Xern> Silverslash kicks out at his sword
Xern> Tumbleweed slashes at Lone
Xern> Clecky Clecky fires an arrow fom his bow and watches it go through the
skull of a vermin
Xern> Rosella sudenly cries out as a rat's spear finds a home in her leg. She
quickly spins abouw,
slaying the rat witha a swift javlin thrust
Xern> Alterac grabs a rat's head and lifts him into the air. He makes a low dive,
clubing the
vermin with the body of the poor rat.
Xern> Nightfur shouts "Arevin!"
Xern> Abarch decides he'll help and walks into the melee, stabbing two other
mice in the back,
and getting attacked by a stoat.
Xern> Vengro:returns to his reality as he dodges the sweep and throws his final
dagger at Violet,
slipping into the confusion to escape.
Xern> Aeysin looks twards Nightfur shout.
Xern> Jag roars, and chops out again, the pain becoming much for him...
Xern> Thanatos shouts "Nightfur! This way!"
Xern> Aviva covers VIolet's back, slashing out at a ferret advanceing behiend
her
Xern> Naco has arrived.
Xern> Lone parr
Xern> Pillquin is still slashing at Vengro........waiting for a responce.
Xern> Scales lashes out at silverslash, "leave him be Raven"
Xern> Finnbarr has arrived.
Xern> Tarquin has left.
Xern> Ironpaw whips out with the flat of his blade.
Xern> Thunderwing shouts in many languages. "Killeet! Kill em lads! I say, kill
them all, wot?!"
Xern> Cecil rips into the chest of a vermin with his beak
Xern> Naco departs for the open field.
Xern> Naco has left.
Xern> Arevin yelps, "Nightfur! Where in hell's name are you?!"
Xern> Jag's will still holds...
Xern> Nich has arrived.
Xern> Jon growls, "Comon Hare, fight like a real warrior."
Xern> Thanatos waves a claw to call Nightfur and Aeysin over to him.
Xern> Lochlainn yells, "Aftah him!!"
Xern> Nightfur shouts "Time for a hasty Departure!"
Xern> Wes impales a nearby foebeast with his sword
Xern> Lone parries, and slashes out at TW's head
Xern> Nightsky fires and arrow from her bow. You see a blur of purple as it
flies by.
Xern> Silverslash jags sword sinks into her shoulder
Xern> Oren fires at Silverslash with an arrow. "You leave him alone, scum!"
Xern> SkyStar hurls herself at Silverslash
Xern> Waltzer watches an abbeybeast come at him with a pike.."Noo.. WAAIT!!..
I'm not a
horderat!!"
Xern> Doc begins to spin his paws fericely and throwing daggers appear at his
fingertips
Xern> Powell yells, "YEAAAAAAH!"
Xern> Scales slashes at Silverslash
Xern> Cecil rips into the chest of another vermin with his beak
Xern> Ironpaw grins.
Xern> Nightfur runs over in Arevin's Direction..
Xern> Violet by silly luck the blade stops the dagger,she doesn't even notice as
she starts to
defend and attack once again
Xern> Aeysin looks around franticly, "Where are ye?!"
Xern> Mandrake stands up weakly, her eyes blinded by blood from the wounds of
her muzzle.
She slashes at Pine painfully with her axe, shrieking bloody murder!
Xern> Silverslash gives up and flys away
Xern> SkyStar says, "Oh hello..It's the raven with a half shot cukoo for a
mom.."
Xern> Doc yells, "Fine day it is!"
Xern> Sandigomm laughs
Xern> Jon growls as he is hit in the leg.
Xern> Pasrell slashes a ferrett
Xern> Tarquin has arrived.
Xern> Dagger in each paw, Joseph hearls himself into the melee flailing like a
windmill, up,
down, left, right!
Xern> Nightfur shouts "GET Over Near thae HALL!"
Xern> Silverslash cant hear skystar over the roar of battle
Xern> Clecky slashes at a nearby weasel
Xern> Rilian finally is tackled,she is lost for a moment in the large crowd
Xern> Jag roars, suddenly tumbling through the air...
Xern> Oren grabs a fallen pike from a rat and jabs at Silverslash.
Xern> Vengro slips into the crowd, doggedly losing all pursuing him as he nurses
cuts and
wounds from several attackers, including Pillquin.
Xern> Ironpaw backs away, "'Ad enough yet?"
Xern> Asrif blinks her body slightly crouched
Xern> Silverslash departs for the open field.
Xern> Silverslash has left.
Xern> Alterac screams out in the eagle language as a sword slices a long gash in
his back, but the
turns a does the same to the vermin.
Xern> Clecky Clecky fires an arrow fom his bow and watches it go through the
skull of a vermin
Xern> Nafasi runs over to waltzer,"Onmyback!"
Xern> Aviva swears and follows Vengro
Xern> Thanatos makes a claw motion to Nightfur, letting him know he'll leave out
the front gate.
Xern> SkyStar departs for the open field.
Xern> SkyStar has left.
Xern> Powell slashes apart a ferret who was nearing Violet. "No interference!"
Xern> Cecil rips the trought from a weasel
Xern> Arevin smirks, "All right _already_..." and follows Nightfur..
Xern> Doc slings 2 daggers, pinning a vermin to the door by his shirt
Xern> Pine's eyes snap to Tim, and he blinks, wide-eyed. "A child?" His question
is cut off as
Mandrake scores him heavily across his side...he releases a scream and topples
forward.
Xern> Jag has been rammed by a charging rat, hit by its shield. He tumbles in
the dirt for a long
time..
Xern> Tarquin kicks a Weasel, as a dagger flies by his ear
Xern> Nafasi snarls,"This is good rat! Leave him ALONE!"
Xern> Nightfur offers to let Arevin walk along with him.
Xern> Sandigomm bulls forward as too knock her down
Xern> Clecky shouts "EULALIAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!"
Xern> Scales slashs at Vengro's fasce.
Xern> Oren looks at Jag. "Jag, are you all right?"
Xern> Finnbarr heads towards Vengro, planning to intercept him.
Xern> Nightfur shouts "Come AeysiN!!"
Xern> Aviva yells, "reesisatnce!"
Xern> Doc tries to fall in line next to Clecky, but he moves away and does not
allow them to.
Xern> Pillquin stands up straight using his height as an advantadge to see the
marten.
Xern> Waltzer dodges away from the confused abbeybeast.. "I'm Waltzer! I'm a
hellsdamned
Healer you half-runt!! Get that away from me!!"
Xern> Silverslash shouts "KREEEACK" from RW Abbey:Open Ground
Xern> Jag chokes, and struggles to his feet
Xern> Vengro stabds a mouse and a squirrel, both enthralled a a minor duel of
their own, slipping
into the main building.
Xern> Jon wipes some dirt from his eyes, "Not untill you are dead hare!"
Xern> Aeysin tries running twards Nighfur's yells, running into a few bests and
getting slashes
across her arm but finally making it to where she can see him.
Xern> Asrif is thrown heavily to the ground
Xern> Waltzer yells, "Rilian!! Where are you??"
Xern> Jag sees his bow, and runs out to get it
Xern> Nightfur offers to let Aeysin walk along with him.
Xern> Rosella notices vengro trying to slip off. "The marten! Dont let him get
waway!
Xern> Tumbleweed slashes a little sloppily at a weasel,falling down
Xern> Vengro has left.
Xern> Alterac flies out after Silverslash.
Xern> Scales grabs jag.
Xern> Cecil gets stabbed in the back by a rat
Xern> Alterac departs for the open field.
Xern> Alterac has left.
Xern> Nightfur yells, "Come!"
Xern> Arevin decides to walk along with Nightfur.
Xern> Aviva has left.
Xern> Joseph has left.
Xern> Aviva walks along, with you following her.
Xern> RW Abbey:Great Hall
Xern> ---------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> Sunlight streams in from the broad, stained glass windows displayed in the
magnificent
sandstone walls of the Abbey's Great Hall. Bronze candle sconces array the
walls, lighting the
large Hall in the night-time hours. A large, heavy wooden feasting table
dominates the center of
the room. The floor is laid with flagstones, cool to your footpaws. Winding
above your head is a
staircase leading up to and disappearing into the Hall's ceiling...
Xern>
Xern> A bare wall greets your glance where the tapestry once stood. Dust,
imprinted with
footprints, covers the floor where the tapestry had hung. The hall seems very
empty and large
without the familiar presence of Martin.
Xern> --------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> Exits: Abbey's [Li]brary, [K]itchen, [C]avern [H]ole, [B]reezeway, [En]try,
[Stairs]
Xern> Contents: Guard..
Xern> With: [IC] Memory OK (Joseph), [IC] The Fiery, (Aviva), [IC] Limping and
Looking In A
Terrible Mood (Vengro), [IC] He's a rather scruffy looking rat. (Vlad), [ZZZ]
DingPaw, [ZZZ]
Baldric, [ZZZ] Confident (Rowen), [ZZZ] Skullface, [ZZZ] Melchisedec, [ZZZ]
Hwungry!
(Robyn), [ZZZ] Gena, [ZZZ] A little scratch on his arm from a daggar. (Dirtclaw),
and [ZZZ]
Fernblossom.
Xern> Nightsky has arrived.
Xern> Tumbleweed has arrived.
Xern> Aviva enters, with Joseph, Xern, Nightsky, and Tumbleweed walking along
next to her.
Xern> Finnbarr has arrived.
Xern> Vengro coughs, "Perimeter defesne at the door!
Xern> Greyrose has arrived.
Xern> Lone has arrived.
Xern> Aviva stops Joseph from walking along with her.
Xern> Lochlainn has arrived.
Xern> Nightfur shouts "GoodBye Everybeast!" from RW Abbey:Entry
Xern> Xern pants as he follows Aviva and the others
Xern> Finnbarr charges at Vengro.
Xern> Lone pauses
Xern> Aviva stops you from walking with her.
Xern> Only a few vermin with pikes comply, but the defend well enough with
their distance
advantage.
Xern> Pillquin has arrived.
Xern> Silverslash has arrived.
Xern> Aviva stops Nightsky from walking along with her.
Xern> Aviva stops Tumbleweed from walking along with her.
Xern> Tumbleweed slashes at lone
Xern> Vlad has left.
Xern> Aviva slashes at Vengro.
Xern> Joseph yells, "NO TUMBLEWEED!!!!"
Xern> Nightsky dashes headlong into a score of vermin, bleeding from a dozen
cuts
Xern> Pillquin slashes a table in half tryiong to findvengro.
Xern> Joseph runs over to Lone and Tumbleweed, "Lone! Your mine!"
Xern> Vengro slips away from Aviva, taking only one swipe to run off again.
Xern> Lone jumps away from Tumbleweed's blade, and stabs with his dagger at
tumbleweed's
arm
Xern> Tumbleweed snarls at Lone "You killed my friend!!!"
Xern> Harvay has arrived.
Xern> Tarren has arrived.
Xern> Harvay enters, with Tarren walking along next to him.
Xern> Vengro has left.
Xern> Silverslash jumps out of the way and into the shoadws
Xern> Aviva follows Vengro
Xern> Tarren says, "Lead the way, young Sah!!1"
Xern> Lone glances up
Xern> Abarch has arrived.
Xern> Lone has left.
Xern> Aviva has left.
Xern> Finnbarr has left.
Xern> Tumbleweed winces,and slashes out at Lone,and his head then at his stomach
Xern> Finnbarr has arrived.
Xern> Finnbarr has left.
Xern> Silverslash her feathers blend in
Xern> Abarch eyes the beasts in here.
Xern> Nightsky exclaims, "YAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"
Xern> Nightfur shouts "Aeysin! Bring us to the Other Route!!" from RW
Abbey:Entry
Xern> Pillquin sees Vengro and charges him with his long sword outstreched.
Xern> Lochlainn has left.
Xern> RW Abbey:Great Hall
Xern> ---------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> Sunlight streams in from the broad, stained glass windows displayed in the
magnificent
sandstone walls of the Abbey's Great Hall. Bronze candle sconces array the
walls, lighting the
large Hall in the night-time hours. A large, heavy wooden feasting table
dominates the center of
the room. The floor is laid with flagstones, cool to your footpaws. Winding
above your head is a
staircase leading up to and disappearing into the Hall's ceiling...
Xern>
Xern> A bare wall greets your glance where the tapestry once stood. Dust,
imprinted with
footprints, covers the floor where the tapestry had hung. The hall seems very
empty and large
without the familiar presence of Martin.
Xern> --------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> Exits: Abbey's [Li]brary, [K]itchen, [C]avern [H]ole, [B]reezeway, [En]try,
[Stairs]
Xern> Contents: Guard..
Xern> With: [IC] An exhausted mouse with wielding a glittering ongsword (Abarch),
[IC] Major
Tarren, [IC] Limping, but, he's healing (Harvay), [IC] With a patch over her
left eye (Silverslash),
[IC] with spiked fists and Full Armor. (Pillquin), [IC] Listening... (Greyrose),
[IC] Not feeling like
a dibbun anymore,wanting to get revenger for the death of her friend
(Tumbleweed), [IC]
Seething, (Nightsky), [IC] Memory OK (Joseph), [ZZZ] DingPaw, [ZZZ] Baldric,
[ZZZ]
Confident (Rowen), [ZZZ] Skullface, [ZZZ] Melchisedec, [ZZZ] Hwungry! (Robyn),
[ZZZ]
Gena, [ZZZ] A little scratch on his arm from a daggar. (Dirtclaw), and [ZZZ]
Fernblossom.
Xern> You ask, "Where'd he go?"
Xern> Silverslash has left.
Xern> Abarch walks into the Kitchen quietly.
Xern> Abarch has left.
Xern> Lochlainn has arrived.
Xern> Jag has arrived.
Xern> Pillquin has left.
Xern> Jag charges in
Xern> Lochlainn has left.
Xern> Joseph has left.
Xern> Tumbleweed glares at Lone,slashing at him again
Xern> Nightfur shouts "Aeysin! Take us to the Door!" from RW Abbey:Entry
Xern> Jag draws his sword, staring around for a moment
Xern> Tarren has disconnected.
Xern> Nightsky has left.
Xern> Jag growls, and runs to the stairs...
Xern> RW Abbey:Kitchen
Xern> -------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> The Abbey's kitchen is a long and narrow room with five large
Xern> fireplaces set in one wall, and a two impressive iron stoves on the
Xern> opposite wall. A large number of cupboards, shelves and hooks
Xern> hold the Abbey's assorted kitchenware and serving utensils. Large
Xern> sacks, earthenware urns, covered bowls and jars keep the kitchen
Xern> well supplied with a bountiful amount of foodstuffs.
Xern>
Xern> Food preparation tables are stacked with serving dishes, soupbowls,
Xern> and large meals in various stages of preparation.
Xern>
Xern> It is easy to imagine how busy this kitchen is during the Abbey's
Xern> feasttimes!...
Xern> ------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> ##NOTE## The food here is all poisoned, so be careful!
Xern> Exits: [G]reat [H]all, [C]avern [H]ole, [W]ine [C]ellar, [K]itchen [Y]ard,
[G]arden [P]ath,
[K]itchen [G]arden, [Pan]try, [Sc]ullery, [La]rder
Xern> Contents: candied chestnuts and pans.
Xern> With: [IC] Seething, (Nightsky), [IC] Memory OK (Joseph), [IC] with spiked
fists and Full
Armor. (Pillquin), [IC] An exhausted mouse with wielding a glittering ongsword
(Abarch), [IC]
With a patch over her left eye (Silverslash), [IC] As strong as ever (Lone), [IC]
Waiting....
(Finnbarr), [IC] The Fiery, (Aviva), [IC] Limping and Looking In A Terrible Mood
(Vengro),
[ZZZ] not one of vengro's but helping (Pern), [ZZZ] Baby Mouse (Mouse2), [ZZZ]
Baby Mouse,
[ZZZ] Unhappy (Katelin), [ZZZ] Hidden Amoung Shadows (Winsor), [ZZZ] Five Vermin,
[ZZZ]
Filthclaw, [ZZZ] Verna, [ZZZ] Robert, and [ZZZ] Cherryblossom.
Xern> Abarch spots Joseph, rememberign him.
Xern> Harvay has arrived.
Xern> Finnbarr slashes with both swords at Vengro.
Xern> Silverslash says, "See you in the dark forest vengro...my armys almost
lost...the deals fff"
Xern> Xern follows the seeming flood of woodlanders with much confusion on his
face.
Xern> Tumbleweed has arrived.
Xern> Joseph charges at Lone his sword pointed slightly down.
Xern> Silverslash pushes past vengro and out
Xern> Harvay has left.
Xern> Aviva yells, "Not if I've got anything to say about it, you won't!:l"
Xern> Vengro scowls and dashes into the cellar with the torch.
Xern> Abarch walks behind Joseph quietly, stabbing out at the back of his thigh.
Xern> Tumbleweed glares at Lone..
Xern> Silverslash flees
Xern> Lone does a Cross-down with his blades, and kicks his paw up between the
hilts at
Joseph's face
Xern> Finnbarr has left.
Xern> Vengro has left.
Xern> Silverslash says, "Their not slaying me"
Xern> Aviva has left.
Xern> Pillquin has left.
Xern> Tumbleweed slashes at Lone's back
Xern> Xern blinks, 'What's he doing?!"
Xern> Silverslash trips
Xern> Abbey wine cellar
Xern> This large dark room is filled top to bottom with casks of various sizes.
The giant ones
called tuns contain beetroot wine, the barrels are mostly for ale. The
kilderkin, smaller casks are
for cordials and such, smaller than that are the firkin, for strong wine. The
room is lit by a couple
lanterns, and smells of a variety of fruits fermenting. A couple rocking chairs
are drawn to one
corner, with a low table between them for snacks or for a game. Once your eyes
get used to the
dark, you could see that one barrel has an interesting opening. If a beast
looked inside, a bed
would be discovered. An empty kilderkin stands near the door, obviously to be
used for putting
garbage in. It is possible to get the impression that the beast who lives here
expects things to stay
neat and tidy.
Xern> Exits: [K]itchen
Xern> Contents: There might be a Exit in the Root Celler find it, your Ecapee
Trickster, the
Helper, the Root celler is a place you can reach thru the Kitchen, bye!,
raspberry vinegar, parsnip
cordial, and october ale.
Xern> With: [IC] with spiked fists and Full Armor. (Pillquin), [IC] The Fiery,
(Aviva), [IC]
Limping and Looking In A Terrible Mood (Vengro), [IC] Waiting.... (Finnbarr),
and [ZZZ] 'opin'
that the vermin will go away. (Johann).
Xern> Pillquin if you try to run from me, marten......you will just die slower.
Xern> Pillquin room-pages, "i meant to say that" to you.
Xern> Vengro dashes in, quickly brushing aside FInnbarr, throwing the torch
across his face again
as he sprints to the nearest empty barrels...
Xern> Finnbarr roars as the torch scorches his face.
Xern> Aviva yells, "Damnit!"
Xern> Abarch has arrived.
Xern> Vengro laughs as he stands behind a line of barrels, "Prepared to saveyer
Abbey?"
Xern> Xern ducks back a few feet
Xern> Pillquin starts breaking barrel in half looking for the martn.
Xern> Finnbarr drops a sword, trying to clear his eyes with his free hand.
Xern> Pillquin says, "come out, come out where ever you are."
Xern> Finnbarr retrieves his sword and follows the sound of Vengro's voice.
Xern> Nightsky has arrived.
Xern> Nightsky has left.
Xern> Finnbarr pushes over a stack of barrels, hoping to crush or reveal Vengro.
Xern> Pillquin slashes the barrel right in front of vengro, "there you are."
Xern> Aviva whips out her arm and trys to wrestle the torch form vengro's grasp.
Xern> Finnbarr spots Vengro.
Xern> Finnbarr runs towards him, brandishing his swords.
Xern> Lochlainn has arrived.
Xern> Finnbarr aims for Vengro's arms.
Xern> Vengro smiels wickedly at PIllquin, "Here." He throws the torch off to the
side where it
catches the dry wood quickly...a small fire is quickly brewed.
Xern> Aviva catches the Torch and hangs on, pulling at it with all her strengh.
Xern> Xern yelps, "Quick! Get some water to put it out!"
Xern> Pillquin starts to stomp on the fire, "get some water!"
Xern> Vengro smiles at Aviva, "Ah...too late now, my pretty, no?"
Xern> You yell, "Dirt, water, anything!"
Xern> Aviva room-pages, "Sorry. That was earlier. i"m lagging." to you.
Xern> Vengro laughs as he dodges behind some more barrels.
Xern> Lochlainn runs out to the kitchen.
Xern> Lochlainn has left.
Xern> Lochlainn has arrived.
Xern> RW Abbey:Kitchen
Xern> -------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> The Abbey's kitchen is a long and narrow room with five large
Xern> fireplaces set in one wall, and a two impressive iron stoves on the
Xern> opposite wall. A large number of cupboards, shelves and hooks
Xern> hold the Abbey's assorted kitchenware and serving utensils. Large
Xern> sacks, earthenware urns, covered bowls and jars keep the kitchen
Xern> well supplied with a bountiful amount of foodstuffs.
Xern>
Xern> Food preparation tables are stacked with serving dishes, soupbowls,
Xern> and large meals in various stages of preparation.
Xern>
Xern> It is easy to imagine how busy this kitchen is during the Abbey's
Xern> feasttimes!...
Xern> ------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> ##NOTE## The food here is all poisoned, so be careful!
Xern> Exits: [G]reat [H]all, [C]avern [H]ole, [W]ine [C]ellar, [K]itchen [Y]ard,
[G]arden [P]ath,
[K]itchen [G]arden, [Pan]try, [Sc]ullery, [La]rder
Xern> Contents: candied chestnuts and pans.
Xern> With: [IC] A dark spectre that means death for vermin. (Powell), [IC]
Seething,
(Nightsky), [IC] Not feeling like a dibbun anymore,wanting to get revenger for
the death of her
friend (Tumbleweed), [IC] Memory OK (Joseph), [IC] As strong as ever (Lone),
[ZZZ] not one
of vengro's but helping (Pern), [ZZZ] Baby Mouse (Mouse2), [ZZZ] Baby Mouse,
[ZZZ]
Unhappy (Katelin), [ZZZ] Hidden Amoung Shadows (Winsor), [ZZZ] Five Vermin, [ZZZ]
Filthclaw, [ZZZ] Verna, [ZZZ] Robert, and [ZZZ] Cherryblossom.
Xern> Powell has left.
Xern> Xern snatches a bucket of water.
Xern> Abbey wine cellar
Xern> This large dark room is filled top to bottom with casks of various sizes.
The giant ones
called tuns contain beetroot wine, the barrels are mostly for ale. The
kilderkin, smaller casks are
for cordials and such, smaller than that are the firkin, for strong wine. The
room is lit by a couple
lanterns, and smells of a variety of fruits fermenting. A couple rocking chairs
are drawn to one
corner, with a low table between them for snacks or for a game. Once your eyes
get used to the
dark, you could see that one barrel has an interesting opening. If a beast
looked inside, a bed
would be discovered. An empty kilderkin stands near the door, obviously to be
used for putting
garbage in. It is possible to get the impression that the beast who lives here
expects things to stay
neat and tidy.
Xern> Exits: [K]itchen
Xern> Contents: raspberry vinegar, parsnip cordial, and october ale.
Xern> With: [IC] A dark spectre that means death for vermin. (Powell), [IC]
Sergeant
(Lochlainn), [IC] An exhausted mouse with wielding a glittering ongsword
(Abarch), [IC] with
spiked fists and Full Armor. (Pillquin), [IC] The Fiery, (Aviva), [IC] Limping
and Looking In A
Terrible Mood (Vengro), [IC] Waiting.... (Finnbarr), and [ZZZ] 'opin' that the
vermin will go
away. (Johann).
Xern> Finnbarr pushes over a stack of barrels, revealing Vengro.
Xern> ( The fire is quickly growing and becomign a hazard...Vengro slips behind
the maze of
barrels and bolts out the door. )
Xern> Aviva pulls out her dagger, advanceing on Vengro.
Xern> Xern comes in panting, lugging a bucket of water. Without pausing, he
launches it
haphazardly at the flames.
Xern> Powell laughs "Looks like you're in trouble, MArten!"
Xern> Pillquin says, "Marten."
Xern> Xern cries to the others, "Quickly! Establish a line to carry water in
here!"
Xern> Vengro knocks a barrel over,r evealing his position, and throws more
barresl behind him to
hinder his pursuers...he gets to the exit.
Somewhere on the muck, Beachflower has disconnected.
Xern> You yell, "We gotta put out the fire!"
Xern> Abarch holds his sword in front of him, watching Vengro and Aviva.
Xern> Pillquin slashes at one of the thrown barrels.
Xern> Vengro has left.
Xern> Lone has arrived.
Xern> Powell dumps over a water barrel at the blaze.
Xern> Aviva swears and follows Vengro, shoveing wine out of her way.
Xern> Lochlainn runs out to the kitchen again with his bucket.
Xern> Lochlainn has left.
Xern> Lone has left.
Xern> Aviva has left.
Xern> Abarch has left.
Xern> Lochlainn has arrived.
Xern> RW Abbey:Kitchen
Xern> -------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> The Abbey's kitchen is a long and narrow room with five large
Xern> fireplaces set in one wall, and a two impressive iron stoves on the
Xern> opposite wall. A large number of cupboards, shelves and hooks
Xern> hold the Abbey's assorted kitchenware and serving utensils. Large
Xern> sacks, earthenware urns, covered bowls and jars keep the kitchen
Xern> well supplied with a bountiful amount of foodstuffs.
Xern>
Xern> Food preparation tables are stacked with serving dishes, soupbowls,
Xern> and large meals in various stages of preparation.
Xern>
Xern> It is easy to imagine how busy this kitchen is during the Abbey's
Xern> feasttimes!...
Xern> ------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> ##NOTE## The food here is all poisoned, so be careful!
Xern> Exits: [G]reat [H]all, [C]avern [H]ole, [W]ine [C]ellar, [K]itchen [Y]ard,
[G]arden [P]ath,
[K]itchen [G]arden, [Pan]try, [Sc]ullery, [La]rder
Xern> Contents: candied chestnuts and pans.
Xern> With: [IC] An exhausted mouse with wielding a glittering ongsword (Abarch),
[IC] The
Fiery, (Aviva), [IC] As strong as ever (Lone), [IC] Limping and Looking In A
Terrible Mood
(Vengro), [IC] Seething, (Nightsky), [IC] Not feeling like a dibbun
anymore,wanting to get
revenger for the death of her friend (Tumbleweed), [IC] Memory OK (Joseph), [ZZZ]
not one of
vengro's but helping (Pern), [ZZZ] Baby Mouse (Mouse2), [ZZZ] Baby Mouse, [ZZZ]
Unhappy
(Katelin), [ZZZ] Hidden Amoung Shadows (Winsor), [ZZZ] Five Vermin, [ZZZ]
Filthclaw,
[ZZZ] Verna, [ZZZ] Robert, and [ZZZ] Cherryblossom.
Xern> Vengro slips out of the cellar and bolts for Great Hall.
Xern> Tumbleweed hurls herself at Lone
Xern> Vengro has left.
Xern> Aviva has left.
Xern> Abarch walks behind them all, a small grin on his face.
Xern> Powell has arrived.
Xern> Tumbleweed slashes at Lone
Xern> Pillquin has arrived.
Xern> Powell has left.
Xern> Nightsky has left.
Xern> Joseph looks at Lone, "Now vermin! Die!" he smiles as he charges.
Xern> Abarch has left.
Xern> Lochlainn has arrived.
Xern> Pillquin has left.
Xern> Lone has left.
Xern> ( Smoke can be smelt from the Wine Celler. )
Xern> Finnbarr has arrived.
Xern> Finnbarr has left.
Xern> You yell, "Quickly! More water!"
Xern> Ironpaw has arrived.
Xern> Tumbleweed has left.
Xern> ( The smoke grows thicker. )
Xern> Ironpaw has left.
Xern> Joseph has left.
Xern> Lochlainn has left.
Xern> Abbey wine cellar
Xern> This large dark room is filled top to bottom with casks of various sizes.
The giant ones
called tuns contain beetroot wine, the barrels are mostly for ale. The
kilderkin, smaller casks are
for cordials and such, smaller than that are the firkin, for strong wine. The
room is lit by a couple
lanterns, and smells of a variety of fruits fermenting. A couple rocking chairs
are drawn to one
corner, with a low table between them for snacks or for a game. Once your eyes
get used to the
dark, you could see that one barrel has an interesting opening. If a beast
looked inside, a bed
would be discovered. An empty kilderkin stands near the door, obviously to be
used for putting
garbage in. It is possible to get the impression that the beast who lives here
expects things to stay
neat and tidy.
Xern> Exits: [K]itchen
Xern> Contents: raspberry vinegar, parsnip cordial, and october ale.
Xern> With: [IC] Sergeant (Lochlainn), [IC] Memory OK (Joseph), and [ZZZ] 'opin'
that the
vermin will go away. (Johann).
Xern> Lochlainn dumps more water on the fire.
Xern> Lochlainn has left.
Xern> Xern coughs as he empties another bucket onto the fire.
Xern> RW Abbey:Kitchen
Xern> -------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> The Abbey's kitchen is a long and narrow room with five large
Xern> fireplaces set in one wall, and a two impressive iron stoves on the
Xern> opposite wall. A large number of cupboards, shelves and hooks
Xern> hold the Abbey's assorted kitchenware and serving utensils. Large
Xern> sacks, earthenware urns, covered bowls and jars keep the kitchen
Xern> well supplied with a bountiful amount of foodstuffs.
Xern>
Xern> Food preparation tables are stacked with serving dishes, soupbowls,
Xern> and large meals in various stages of preparation.
Xern>
Xern> It is easy to imagine how busy this kitchen is during the Abbey's
Xern> feasttimes!...
Xern> ------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> ##NOTE## The food here is all poisoned, so be careful!
Xern> Exits: [G]reat [H]all, [C]avern [H]ole, [W]ine [C]ellar, [K]itchen [Y]ard,
[G]arden [P]ath,
[K]itchen [G]arden, [Pan]try, [Sc]ullery, [La]rder
Xern> Contents: candied chestnuts and pans.
Xern> With: [IC] Sergeant (Lochlainn), [ZZZ] not one of vengro's but helping
(Pern), [ZZZ]
Baby Mouse (Mouse2), [ZZZ] Baby Mouse, [ZZZ] Unhappy (Katelin), [ZZZ] Hidden
Amoung
Shadows (Winsor), [ZZZ] Five Vermin, [ZZZ] Filthclaw, [ZZZ] Verna, [ZZZ] Robert,
and [ZZZ]
Cherryblossom.
Xern> Joseph has arrived.
Xern> You say, "I'm getting help"
Xern> RW Abbey:Great Hall
Xern> ---------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> Sunlight streams in from the broad, stained glass windows displayed in the
magnificent
sandstone walls of the Abbey's Great Hall. Bronze candle sconces array the
walls, lighting the
large Hall in the night-time hours. A large, heavy wooden feasting table
dominates the center of
the room. The floor is laid with flagstones, cool to your footpaws. Winding
above your head is a
staircase leading up to and disappearing into the Hall's ceiling...
Xern>
Xern> A bare wall greets your glance where the tapestry once stood. Dust,
imprinted with
footprints, covers the floor where the tapestry had hung. The hall seems very
empty and large
without the familiar presence of Martin.
Xern> --------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> Exits: Abbey's [Li]brary, [K]itchen, [C]avern [H]ole, [B]reezeway, [En]try,
[Stairs]
Xern> Contents: Guard..
Xern> With: [IC] Seething, (Nightsky), [ZZZ] Major Tarren, [ZZZ] DingPaw, [ZZZ]
Baldric,
[ZZZ] Confident (Rowen), [ZZZ] Skullface, [ZZZ] Melchisedec, [ZZZ] Hwungry!
(Robyn),
[ZZZ] Gena, [ZZZ] A little scratch on his arm from a daggar. (Dirtclaw), and
[ZZZ]
Fernblossom.
Xern> RW Abbey:Entry
Xern> ------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> You stand on a grassy sward between the Great Hall and the
Xern> gates of the abbey. The thick and sturdy gates are locked up
Xern> tight, allowing no traffic in or out. Vermin sneer as they
Xern> walk around the grounds triumphantly, and the once-peaceful
Xern> scene has changed to one of stark war.
Xern> Not far away are abbey landmarks, like the pond, open ground
Xern> and Great Hall. Yet no joy comes from their sight, for vermin are
Xern> everywhere.
Xern> ------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> Exits: [G]reat [H]all, [Ga]te [H]ouse, The gates are open for anybeast to
[leave] through,
[P]ond, [open] ground
Xern> Contents: Jagged Short Swaord, (Vermin guards) blocking the doorways,
Wooden chest,
and Cauldron filled with jars and bottles of poisonous food.
Xern> With: [IC] gash in side, chest wound, broken arm (Chess), [IC] Frustrated..
(Rilian), [IC]
Wondering and worrying (Streamswift), [IC] A dark spectre that means death for
vermin.
(Powell), [IC] Getting in too many fights,and being captured way too much..
(SkyStar), [IC]
Kenji, [ZZZ] Flying high above the range of any vermin weapon, (Alterac), [IC]
The Otter Slinger
(Bagg), [IC] Captain Tarquin of the LP, [ZZZ] Doc, [IC] Jon, [IC] Marshal Asrif
SabreSwift,
[ZZZ] Nice, but can be very dangerouse. (Thunder), [ZZZ] Fighting (Tammo), [IC]
Bring on the
vermin! (Clecky), [IC] Back under mysterious circumstance... (Pine), [IC]
Reepicheep of Narnia,
[IC] Butty, [ZZZ] Bandaged and stitched (Perstrian), [ZZZ] Abbela, [IC] Having
fun being evil
(Silverclaw), [IC] A general in Vengro's horde,*Sicant*, [ZZZ] Scared of vermin!
(Bennie),
[ZZZ] Electra's twin, the healer, bandaged on both arms, (Eureka), [ZZZ]
Eureka's twin, the
inventress, (Electra), [ZZZ] killed by a arrow,..still in chest. (Rosedust),
[ZZZ] (Foyer)'s wing is
broken., [ZZZ] (Leader), trying to act like an adult, [ZZZ] Almost fully healed
(Tree-jumper),
[ZZZ] Windamer, [ZZZ] Carrying a small kart (Gwaihir), [ZZZ] Druss, [ZZZ] Fox
Fighting
Fleate, [ZZZ] dead,..torn up, headless (Hexen), [ZZZ] A large badger torn,
clawed, covered in
blood, and stiff from death. (Sunstreak), [ZZZ] Visiting a friend..getting more
than what she
bargained for. (Mayhem), [ZZZ] Highflyer, [ZZZ] Oriana, [ZZZ] Diggum, [ZZZ]
Tyris, [ZZZ]
Feeling better, but limping and hurt (Arven), [ZZZ] Grayhawk, [ZZZ] Salmonberry,
[ZZZ] Caleb,
[ZZZ] The friendly badger, Urthstripe, [ZZZ] Damaroq, [ZZZ] A Squirrel (Wegren),
[ZZZ] An
albino white squirrel, father of 'Kid' (Jonas_), [ZZZ] The rabbit maiden..
(Tamira), and [ZZZ]
Sharpe.
Xern> Wes comes from the abbey pond, dripping water.
Xern> Wes has arrived.
Xern> Sicant grits her teeth, and cries out, jumping back in the line of combat;
slicing at Pine with
the edge of her sword blade.
Xern> Kenji takes off and soars into the sky.
Xern> Kenji has left.
Xern> Tarquin nails a rat that was coming up behind Asrif, with an arrow
Xern> Chess weakly looks around
Xern> Xern dashes out, smoke clinging to his fur. "We need help! Fire!
Someone bring water
and dirt!"
Xern> Pine's eyes flicker dangerously - like a mouse who has nothing to lose. He
grins, wipes his
sword in the corpse of a nearby hordebeast lying on the floor, and parries with
a stronger force
than before.
Xern> Streamswift runs over to Powell, "Staus?"
Xern> Asrif straightens up holding her sabre
Xern> Xern jabs a finger in the direction of the kitchens, "Quickly before it
spreads!"
Xern> Kenji swoops down from high above.
Xern> Kenji has arrived.
Xern> Kenji returns to the melee from the sky!!
Xern> Wes departs for the open field.
Xern> Wes has left.
Xern> Chess falls on knees
Xern> Silverclaw has disconnected.
Xern> Streamswift room-pages, "Err, status" to you.
Xern> ( The smell of smoke starts to become apparant, and some starts drifting
out of the Great
Hall! )
Xern> Asrif summons her strength and swings at a ferret
Xern> Clecky runs over to jon and starts lashing with his saber wildly
Xern> Kenji has left.
Xern> Glenner comes from the abbey pond, dripping water.
Xern> Glenner has arrived.
Xern> Glenner departs for the open field.
Xern> Glenner has left.
Xern> Xern yells, "Stop the fighting and help us fight the fire!"
Xern> Powell says, "Not good, Streamswift."
Xern> Clecky yells, "dieeeeee!vermin!!!!!!!"
Xern> You yell, "Quickly!"
Xern> Powell says, "Some will have to firfight, some must drive out the rest."
Xern> Tarquin yells as he takes out a Ferret and a Rat with the same swing
Xern> Clecky slashes at jons waist
Xern> SkyStar departs for the open field.
Xern> SkyStar has left.
Xern> RW Abbey:Great Hall
Xern> ---------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> Sunlight streams in from the broad, stained glass windows displayed in the
magnificent
sandstone walls of the Abbey's Great Hall. Bronze candle sconces array the
walls, lighting the
large Hall in the night-time hours. A large, heavy wooden feasting table
dominates the center of
the room. The floor is laid with flagstones, cool to your footpaws. Winding
above your head is a
staircase leading up to and disappearing into the Hall's ceiling...
Xern>
Xern> A bare wall greets your glance where the tapestry once stood. Dust,
imprinted with
footprints, covers the floor where the tapestry had hung. The hall seems very
empty and large
without the familiar presence of Martin.
Xern> --------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> Exits: Abbey's [Li]brary, [K]itchen, [C]avern [H]ole, [B]reezeway, [En]try,
[Stairs]
Xern> Contents: Guard..
Xern> With: [IC] Kenji, [IC] Seething, (Nightsky), [ZZZ] Major Tarren, [ZZZ]
DingPaw, [ZZZ]
Baldric, [ZZZ] Confident (Rowen), [ZZZ] Skullface, [ZZZ] Melchisedec, [ZZZ]
Hwungry!
(Robyn), [ZZZ] Gena, [ZZZ] A little scratch on his arm from a daggar. (Dirtclaw),
and [ZZZ]
Fernblossom.
Xern> RW Abbey:Kitchen
Xern> -------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> The Abbey's kitchen is a long and narrow room with five large
Xern> fireplaces set in one wall, and a two impressive iron stoves on the
Xern> opposite wall. A large number of cupboards, shelves and hooks
Xern> hold the Abbey's assorted kitchenware and serving utensils. Large
Xern> sacks, earthenware urns, covered bowls and jars keep the kitchen
Xern> well supplied with a bountiful amount of foodstuffs.
Xern>
Xern> Food preparation tables are stacked with serving dishes, soupbowls,
Xern> and large meals in various stages of preparation.
Xern>
Xern> It is easy to imagine how busy this kitchen is during the Abbey's
Xern> feasttimes!...
Xern> ------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> ##NOTE## The food here is all poisoned, so be careful!
Xern> Exits: [G]reat [H]all, [C]avern [H]ole, [W]ine [C]ellar, [K]itchen [Y]ard,
[G]arden [P]ath,
[K]itchen [G]arden, [Pan]try, [Sc]ullery, [La]rder
Xern> Contents: candied chestnuts and pans.
Xern> With: [IC] Sergeant (Lochlainn), [ZZZ] not one of vengro's but helping
(Pern), [ZZZ]
Baby Mouse (Mouse2), [ZZZ] Baby Mouse, [ZZZ] Unhappy (Katelin), [ZZZ] Hidden
Amoung
Shadows (Winsor), [ZZZ] Five Vermin, [ZZZ] Filthclaw, [ZZZ] Verna, [ZZZ] Robert,
and [ZZZ]
Cherryblossom.
Xern> You found a penny!
Xern> Glenner has arrived.
Xern> Xern runs back in, much worse for the wear, "How's it going?" He grabs
another bucket
as he says this.
Xern> Glenner ikes
Xern> Lochlainn has left.
Xern> Abbey wine cellar
Xern> This large dark room is filled top to bottom with casks of various sizes.
The giant ones
called tuns contain beetroot wine, the barrels are mostly for ale. The
kilderkin, smaller casks are
for cordials and such, smaller than that are the firkin, for strong wine. The
room is lit by a couple
lanterns, and smells of a variety of fruits fermenting. A couple rocking chairs
are drawn to one
corner, with a low table between them for snacks or for a game. Once your eyes
get used to the
dark, you could see that one barrel has an interesting opening. If a beast
looked inside, a bed
would be discovered. An empty kilderkin stands near the door, obviously to be
used for putting
garbage in. It is possible to get the impression that the beast who lives here
expects things to stay
neat and tidy.
Xern> Exits: [K]itchen
Xern> Contents: raspberry vinegar, parsnip cordial, and october ale.
Xern> With: [IC] Sergeant (Lochlainn) and [ZZZ] 'opin' that the vermin will go
away. (Johann).
Xern> Lochlainn throws water.
Xern> Lochlainn has left.
Xern> Xern drops the bucket in his weariness, but the water slides along the
floor, quelling the
flames.
Xern> RW Abbey:Kitchen
Xern> -------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> The Abbey's kitchen is a long and narrow room with five large
Xern> fireplaces set in one wall, and a two impressive iron stoves on the
Xern> opposite wall. A large number of cupboards, shelves and hooks
Xern> hold the Abbey's assorted kitchenware and serving utensils. Large
Xern> sacks, earthenware urns, covered bowls and jars keep the kitchen
Xern> well supplied with a bountiful amount of foodstuffs.
Xern>
Xern> Food preparation tables are stacked with serving dishes, soupbowls,
Xern> and large meals in various stages of preparation.
Xern>
Xern> It is easy to imagine how busy this kitchen is during the Abbey's
Xern> feasttimes!...
Xern> ------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> ##NOTE## The food here is all poisoned, so be careful!
Xern> Exits: [G]reat [H]all, [C]avern [H]ole, [W]ine [C]ellar, [K]itchen [Y]ard,
[G]arden [P]ath,
[K]itchen [G]arden, [Pan]try, [Sc]ullery, [La]rder
Xern> Contents: candied chestnuts and pans.
Xern> With: [IC] Sergeant (Lochlainn), [IC] Commander Glenner of the Waterbeasts,
[ZZZ] not
one of vengro's but helping (Pern), [ZZZ] Baby Mouse (Mouse2), [ZZZ] Baby Mouse,
[ZZZ]
Unhappy (Katelin), [ZZZ] Hidden Amoung Shadows (Winsor), [ZZZ] Five Vermin, [ZZZ]
Filthclaw, [ZZZ] Verna, [ZZZ] Robert, and [ZZZ] Cherryblossom.
Xern> Filthclaw wakes up.
Xern> Five Vermin wakes up.
Xern> Glenner has left.
Xern> Abbey wine cellar
Xern> This large dark room is filled top to bottom with casks of various sizes.
The giant ones
called tuns contain beetroot wine, the barrels are mostly for ale. The
kilderkin, smaller casks are
for cordials and such, smaller than that are the firkin, for strong wine. The
room is lit by a couple
lanterns, and smells of a variety of fruits fermenting. A couple rocking chairs
are drawn to one
corner, with a low table between them for snacks or for a game. Once your eyes
get used to the
dark, you could see that one barrel has an interesting opening. If a beast
looked inside, a bed
would be discovered. An empty kilderkin stands near the door, obviously to be
used for putting
garbage in. It is possible to get the impression that the beast who lives here
expects things to stay
neat and tidy.
Xern> Exits: [K]itchen
Xern> Contents: raspberry vinegar, parsnip cordial, and october ale.
Xern> With: [ZZZ] 'opin' that the vermin will go away. (Johann).
Xern> RW Abbey:Kitchen
Xern> -------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> The Abbey's kitchen is a long and narrow room with five large
Xern> fireplaces set in one wall, and a two impressive iron stoves on the
Xern> opposite wall. A large number of cupboards, shelves and hooks
Xern> hold the Abbey's assorted kitchenware and serving utensils. Large
Xern> sacks, earthenware urns, covered bowls and jars keep the kitchen
Xern> well supplied with a bountiful amount of foodstuffs.
Xern>
Xern> Food preparation tables are stacked with serving dishes, soupbowls,
Xern> and large meals in various stages of preparation.
Xern>
Xern> It is easy to imagine how busy this kitchen is during the Abbey's
Xern> feasttimes!...
Xern> ------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> ##NOTE## The food here is all poisoned, so be careful!
Xern> Exits: [G]reat [H]all, [C]avern [H]ole, [W]ine [C]ellar, [K]itchen [Y]ard,
[G]arden [P]ath,
[K]itchen [G]arden, [Pan]try, [Sc]ullery, [La]rder
Xern> Contents: candied chestnuts and pans.
Xern> With: [IC] Commander Glenner of the Waterbeasts, [IC] Sergeant (Lochlainn),
[ZZZ] not
one of vengro's but helping (Pern), [ZZZ] Baby Mouse (Mouse2), [ZZZ] Baby Mouse,
[ZZZ]
Unhappy (Katelin), [ZZZ] Hidden Amoung Shadows (Winsor), [IC] Five Vermin, [IC]
Filthclaw,
[ZZZ] Verna, [ZZZ] Robert, and [ZZZ] Cherryblossom.
Xern> Glenner has left.
Xern> Filthclaw has left.
Xern> Five Vermin has left.
Xern> Filthclaw leaves, with Five Vermin walking along with him.
Xern> Glenner has arrived.
Xern> RW Abbey:Great Hall
Xern> ---------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> Sunlight streams in from the broad, stained glass windows displayed in the
magnificent
sandstone walls of the Abbey's Great Hall. Bronze candle sconces array the
walls, lighting the
large Hall in the night-time hours. A large, heavy wooden feasting table
dominates the center of
the room. The floor is laid with flagstones, cool to your footpaws. Winding
above your head is a
staircase leading up to and disappearing into the Hall's ceiling...
Xern>
Xern> A bare wall greets your glance where the tapestry once stood. Dust,
imprinted with
footprints, covers the floor where the tapestry had hung. The hall seems very
empty and large
without the familiar presence of Martin.
Xern> --------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> Exits: Abbey's [Li]brary, [K]itchen, [C]avern [H]ole, [B]reezeway, [En]try,
[Stairs]
Xern> Contents: Guard..
Xern> With: [IC] A general in Vengro's horde,*Sicant*, [IC] Seething, (Nightsky),
[ZZZ] Major
Tarren, [ZZZ] DingPaw, [ZZZ] Baldric, [ZZZ] Confident (Rowen), [ZZZ] Skullface,
[ZZZ]
Melchisedec, [ZZZ] Hwungry! (Robyn), [ZZZ] Gena, [ZZZ] A little scratch on his
arm from a
daggar. (Dirtclaw), and [ZZZ] Fernblossom.
Xern> RW Abbey:Entry
Xern> ------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> You stand on a grassy sward between the Great Hall and the
Xern> gates of the abbey. The thick and sturdy gates are locked up
Xern> tight, allowing no traffic in or out. Vermin sneer as they
Xern> walk around the grounds triumphantly, and the once-peaceful
Xern> scene has changed to one of stark war.
Xern> Not far away are abbey landmarks, like the pond, open ground
Xern> and Great Hall. Yet no joy comes from their sight, for vermin are
Xern> everywhere.
Xern> ------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> Exits: [G]reat [H]all, [Ga]te [H]ouse, The gates are open for anybeast to
[leave] through,
[P]ond, [open] ground
Xern> Contents: Jagged Short Swaord, (Vermin guards) blocking the doorways,
Wooden chest,
and Cauldron filled with jars and bottles of poisonous food.
Xern> With: [IC] Kenji, [IC] Mandrake the Shreiker, [IC] gash in side, chest
wound, broken arm
(Chess), [IC] Wondering and worrying (Streamswift), [IC] A dark spectre that
means death for
vermin. (Powell), [ZZZ] Flying high above the range of any vermin weapon,
(Alterac), [ZZZ] The
Otter Slinger (Bagg), [IC] Captain Tarquin of the LP, [ZZZ] Doc, [IC] Jon, [IC]
Marshal Asrif
SabreSwift, [ZZZ] Nice, but can be very dangerouse. (Thunder), [ZZZ] Fighting
(Tammo), [IC]
Bring on the vermin! (Clecky), [IC] Butty, [ZZZ] Bandaged and stitched
(Perstrian), [ZZZ]
Abbela, [ZZZ] Having fun being evil (Silverclaw), [ZZZ] Scared of vermin!
(Bennie), [ZZZ]
Electra's twin, the healer, bandaged on both arms, (Eureka), [ZZZ] Eureka's twin,
the inventress,
(Electra), [ZZZ] killed by a arrow,..still in chest. (Rosedust), [ZZZ] (Foyer)'s
wing is broken.,
[ZZZ] (Leader), trying to act like an adult, [ZZZ] Almost fully healed (Tree-
jumper), [ZZZ]
Windamer, [ZZZ] Carrying a small kart (Gwaihir), [ZZZ] Druss, [ZZZ] Fox Fighting
Fleate,
[ZZZ] dead,..torn up, headless (Hexen), [ZZZ] A large badger torn, clawed,
covered in blood,
and stiff from death. (Sunstreak), [ZZZ] Visiting a friend..getting more than
what she bargained
for. (Mayhem), [ZZZ] Highflyer, [ZZZ] Oriana, [ZZZ] Diggum, [ZZZ] Tyris, [ZZZ]
Feeling
better, but limping and hurt (Arven), [ZZZ] Grayhawk, [ZZZ] Salmonberry, [ZZZ]
Caleb, [ZZZ]
The friendly badger, Urthstripe, [ZZZ] Damaroq, [ZZZ] A Squirrel (Wegren), [ZZZ]
An albino
white squirrel, father of 'Kid' (Jonas_), [ZZZ] The rabbit maiden.. (Tamira),
and [ZZZ] Sharpe.
Xern> You yell, "The fire's spreading! Hurry up!"
Xern> Chess knowing he needs a healer....crawls to infirmary
Xern> Bagg has connected.
Xern> You offer to let Streamswift walk along with you.
Xern> Chess departs for the open field.
Xern> Chess has left.
Xern> You offer to let Powell walk along with you.
Xern> You offer to let Tarquin walk along with you.
Xern> You offer to let Bagg walk along with you.
Xern> You offer to let Asrif walk along with you.
Xern> Jon room-pages, "*ponder* Is there any Vermine left here IC?" to you.
Xern> Powell has a severed ferret arm in his back. "SOMEBEAST PULL THAT OUT!"
Powell
slays two stoats.
Xern> Asrif jabs at a stoat
Xern> Jon room-pages, "Becides me?" to you.
Xern> You offer to let Clecky walk along with you.
Xern> Streamswift growls as a weasel sinks his teeth into his shoulder, he
swings around, and
swings his fists down upon the weasel, knocking him out
Xern> Bagg room-pages, "jon=?" to you.
Xern> Streamswift decides to walk along with you.
Xern> Clecky has connected.
Xern> Finnbarr has arrived.
Xern> Glenner has arrived.
Xern> Glenner departs for the abbey pond.
Xern> Glenner has left.
Xern> Xern reaches out, trying to grab paws to drag them into helping fight the
fire.
Xern> Glenner comes from the abbey pond, dripping water.
Xern> Glenner has arrived.
Xern> Glenner has left.
Xern> You offer to let Finnbarr walk along with you.
Xern> Mandrake room-pages, "Not concious ones. :p" to you.
Xern> Bagg has left.
Xern> Asrif decides to walk along with you.
Xern> Tarquin decides to walk along with you.
Xern> Finnbarr shakes his head.
Xern> Kenji glances to Xern, "You be needin' help?
Xern> Finnbarr says, "I'm waiting.... "
Xern> ( The smoke grows a little bit thicker. )
Xern> Finnbarr says, "For Vengro."
Xern> Powell yells, "Kill, Streamswift, don't knockout!"
Xern> Finnbarr departs for the open field.
Xern> Finnbarr has left.
Xern> Jak has left.
Xern> Powell yells, "We've got to fight, some of us!"
Xern> Clecky backs away from jon and fires an arrow meant for his heart
Xern> Alterac has connected.
Xern> Wes arrives from the open ground.
Xern> Wes has arrived.
Xern> You ask, "Who cares? The abbey's on fire!"
Xern> Xern runs back into the kitchens.
Xern> RW Abbey:Great Hall
Xern> ---------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> Sunlight streams in from the broad, stained glass windows displayed in the
magnificent
sandstone walls of the Abbey's Great Hall. Bronze candle sconces array the
walls, lighting the
large Hall in the night-time hours. A large, heavy wooden feasting table
dominates the center of
the room. The floor is laid with flagstones, cool to your footpaws. Winding
above your head is a
staircase leading up to and disappearing into the Hall's ceiling...
Xern>
Xern> A bare wall greets your glance where the tapestry once stood. Dust,
imprinted with
footprints, covers the floor where the tapestry had hung. The hall seems very
empty and large
without the familiar presence of Martin.
Xern> --------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> Exits: Abbey's [Li]brary, [K]itchen, [C]avern [H]ole, [B]reezeway, [En]try,
[Stairs]
Xern> Contents: Guard..
Xern> With: [IC] Seething, (Nightsky), [ZZZ] Major Tarren, [ZZZ] DingPaw, [ZZZ]
Baldric,
[ZZZ] Confident (Rowen), [ZZZ] Skullface, [ZZZ] Melchisedec, [ZZZ] Hwungry!
(Robyn),
[ZZZ] Gena, [ZZZ] A little scratch on his arm from a daggar. (Dirtclaw), and
[ZZZ]
Fernblossom.
Xern> Streamswift has arrived.
Xern> Tarquin has arrived.
Xern> Asrif has arrived.
Xern> Xern enters, with Streamswift, Tarquin, and Asrif walking along next to
him.
Xern> RW Abbey:Kitchen
Xern> -------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> The Abbey's kitchen is a long and narrow room with five large
Xern> fireplaces set in one wall, and a two impressive iron stoves on the
Xern> opposite wall. A large number of cupboards, shelves and hooks
Xern> hold the Abbey's assorted kitchenware and serving utensils. Large
Xern> sacks, earthenware urns, covered bowls and jars keep the kitchen
Xern> well supplied with a bountiful amount of foodstuffs.
Xern>
Xern> Food preparation tables are stacked with serving dishes, soupbowls,
Xern> and large meals in various stages of preparation.
Xern>
Xern> It is easy to imagine how busy this kitchen is during the Abbey's
Xern> feasttimes!...
Xern> ------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> ##NOTE## The food here is all poisoned, so be careful!
Xern> Exits: [G]reat [H]all, [C]avern [H]ole, [W]ine [C]ellar, [K]itchen [Y]ard,
[G]arden [P]ath,
[K]itchen [G]arden, [Pan]try, [Sc]ullery, [La]rder
Xern> Contents: candied chestnuts and pans.
Xern> With: [IC] Commander Glenner of the Waterbeasts, [ZZZ] not one of vengro's
but helping
(Pern), [ZZZ] Baby Mouse (Mouse2), [ZZZ] Baby Mouse, [ZZZ] Unhappy (Katelin),
[ZZZ]
Hidden Amoung Shadows (Winsor), [ZZZ] Verna, [ZZZ] Robert, and [ZZZ]
Cherryblossom.
Xern> Streamswift has arrived.
Xern> Tarquin has arrived.
Xern> Asrif has arrived.
Xern> Xern enters, with Streamswift, Tarquin, and Asrif walking along next to
him.
Xern> Asrif swings at a feret in her way taking him out
Xern> Asrif room-pages, "oops hehhhehehe" to you.
Xern> Tarquin winces
Xern> Tarquin room-pages, "Tis ok" to you.
Xern> Streamswift looks around quickly
Xern> Asrif room-pages, "where is the fire?" to you.
Xern> Glenner has left.
Xern> Abbey wine cellar
Xern> This large dark room is filled top to bottom with casks of various sizes.
The giant ones
called tuns contain beetroot wine, the barrels are mostly for ale. The
kilderkin, smaller casks are
for cordials and such, smaller than that are the firkin, for strong wine. The
room is lit by a couple
lanterns, and smells of a variety of fruits fermenting. A couple rocking chairs
are drawn to one
corner, with a low table between them for snacks or for a game. Once your eyes
get used to the
dark, you could see that one barrel has an interesting opening. If a beast
looked inside, a bed
would be discovered. An empty kilderkin stands near the door, obviously to be
used for putting
garbage in. It is possible to get the impression that the beast who lives here
expects things to stay
neat and tidy.
Xern> Exits: [K]itchen
Xern> Contents: raspberry vinegar, parsnip cordial, and october ale.
Xern> With: [ZZZ] 'opin' that the vermin will go away. (Johann).
Xern> Streamswift has arrived.
Xern> Tarquin has arrived.
Xern> Asrif has arrived.
Xern> Xern enters, with Streamswift, Tarquin, and Asrif walking along next to
him.
Xern> ( The flames have already claimed at least half of the cellar. )
Xern> Tarquin coughs
Xern> Streamswift puts a paw to his mouth, coughing
Xern> Glenner has arrived.
Xern> Xern ducks back out to the kitchens for more water.
Xern> RW Abbey:Kitchen
Xern> -------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> The Abbey's kitchen is a long and narrow room with five large
Xern> fireplaces set in one wall, and a two impressive iron stoves on the
Xern> opposite wall. A large number of cupboards, shelves and hooks
Xern> hold the Abbey's assorted kitchenware and serving utensils. Large
Xern> sacks, earthenware urns, covered bowls and jars keep the kitchen
Xern> well supplied with a bountiful amount of foodstuffs.
Xern>
Xern> Food preparation tables are stacked with serving dishes, soupbowls,
Xern> and large meals in various stages of preparation.
Xern>
Xern> It is easy to imagine how busy this kitchen is during the Abbey's
Xern> feasttimes!...
Xern> ------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> ##NOTE## The food here is all poisoned, so be careful!
Xern> Exits: [G]reat [H]all, [C]avern [H]ole, [W]ine [C]ellar, [K]itchen [Y]ard,
[G]arden [P]ath,
[K]itchen [G]arden, [Pan]try, [Sc]ullery, [La]rder
Xern> Contents: candied chestnuts and pans.
Xern> With: [ZZZ] not one of vengro's but helping (Pern), [ZZZ] Baby Mouse
(Mouse2), [ZZZ]
Baby Mouse, [ZZZ] Unhappy (Katelin), [ZZZ] Hidden Amoung Shadows (Winsor), [ZZZ]
Verna, [ZZZ] Robert, and [ZZZ] Cherryblossom.
Xern> Abbey wine cellar
Xern> This large dark room is filled top to bottom with casks of various sizes.
The giant ones
called tuns contain beetroot wine, the barrels are mostly for ale. The
kilderkin, smaller casks are
for cordials and such, smaller than that are the firkin, for strong wine. The
room is lit by a couple
lanterns, and smells of a variety of fruits fermenting. A couple rocking chairs
are drawn to one
corner, with a low table between them for snacks or for a game. Once your eyes
get used to the
dark, you could see that one barrel has an interesting opening. If a beast
looked inside, a bed
would be discovered. An empty kilderkin stands near the door, obviously to be
used for putting
garbage in. It is possible to get the impression that the beast who lives here
expects things to stay
neat and tidy.
Xern> Exits: [K]itchen
Xern> Contents: raspberry vinegar, parsnip cordial, and october ale.
Xern> With: [IC] Commander Glenner of the Waterbeasts, [IC] Marshal Asrif
SabreSwift, [IC]
Captain Tarquin of the LP, [IC] Wondering and worrying (Streamswift), and [ZZZ]
'opin' that the
vermin will go away. (Johann).
Xern> Streamswift squints and tries to see where the fire is at
Xern> Glenner has left.
Xern> Glenner has arrived.
Xern> Glenner pours more water on the fire
Xern> Powell has arrived.
Xern> Asrif acks and coughs
Xern> Tarquin does what he can, wich is not very much
Xern> Kenji has arrived.
Xern> Asrif has left.
Xern> Powell runs in, carrying wet blankets. "Beat the fire with these!"
Xern> Xern throws the bucket of water without aiming in the direction of the
thickest smoke.
Xern> Tarquin takes one of the blankets
Xern> Glenner takes a wet blanket and swings it at the fire,
Xern> Kenji grabs a wet blanket and starts trying to smother the fire...
Xern> Streamswift grabs a coulpe of blankets and starts to fan the smoke away
from the fire,
trying to get to the fire
Somewhere on the muck, Guest4 has connected.
Xern> Tarquin starts beating the flames,
Xern> Xern grabs a wet blanket, muttering, "Why didn't I think of that?!" and
swings it at the
flames.
Xern> Glenner beats the fire
Xern> Powell splashes water on the flames, water mixed with soda.
Xern> Streamswift room-pages, "Err, couple" to you.
Xern> Slowly, the flames retreat, although the smoke still lies heavy in the
air.
Xern> Tarquin has left.
Xern> Powell then gets a blanket, and beats the flames.
Xern> Powell whews!
Xern> Chess has arrived.
Xern> ( The flames lick around a barrel of wine... )
Xern> Chess LOOKS UP
Xern> Xern coughs heavily
Xern> Glenner beats the fire steadily
Xern> Powell pulls the wine away, and douses water on the barrel, quickly!
Xern> Chess says, "oh...great..coughs"
Xern> Kenji slapps her not-so-wet-anymore blanket at the flames.
Xern> Streamswift finds the fire and begings to fight it with the two wet
blankets
Xern> ( The flames sizzle and spit, but little by little they are being beaten
back. )
Xern> Chess trys to help put fire out
Xern> Glenner coughs
Xern> Powell beats the fire with his large blanket, and sends waves of water
across the floor, by
puring out buckets on the ground.
Xern> Glenner sneezes
Xern> Chess sits down
Xern> Chess sighs
Xern> Powell chokes, and beats at the flames.
Xern> Xern dunks his blanket into a nearby bucket of water, and goes back to
beating the flames
out, recklessly.
Xern> Powell yells, "I've a plan!!!"
Xern> Streamswift coughs hardly as he beats the fire down with his singed
blanket
Xern> Xern coughs, "What is it?"
Xern> Chess says, "what...plan"
Xern> Powell opens a vingar-barrel, and adds just a little bit of lime, and
barrel fizzes wildly, and
he dumps it over at the flames!
Xern> Xern jumps back, "What are you doing?"
Xern> Streamswift jumps back
Xern> Powell yells, "Lime and vinegar, put out flames, the fizzing chokes the
fire!"
Xern> Chess is weak, tried, covered in blood, and lost his sword...he watches
powell..wondering
wats he doing
Xern> Powell splashes the fire-stopping mixture everywhere.
Xern> ( The flames continue to sizzle and spit out, but the vinegar causes the
flames to ignite
hotly. )
Xern> Kenji has connected.
Xern> Chess says, "ummmm"
Xern> Xern coughs again, "It doesn't seem to work!"
Xern> Chess coughs
Xern> Powell room-pages, "Vinegar and lime(an acid and a base) produce carbon
dioxide, which
stop fire, vinegar also does not burn like that, when mixed with lime." to you.
Xern> Streamswift coughs as he puts a singed blanket over his mouth
Xern> Powell hmms.
Xern> Kenji coughs once, and keeps her head lower to the floor...
Xern> Chess room-pages, "be right back" to you.
Xern> Xern has left.
Xern> Chess has disconnected.
Xern> Xern has arrived.
Xern> Powell soaks more blankets, and beats at the flames.
Xern> Xern slings the bucket of water, letting the water sweep across the floor.
Xern> Streamswift says, "Need more blankets"
Xern> Powell makes limewater, and pours it over the flames.
Xern> Streamswift he tosses his two singed one aside
Xern> Slowly, the flames retreat into a small corner.
Xern> Powell says, "Mix lime in with the water, it makes it more effective."
Xern> Powell rushes forward to the corner, beating and splashing, splashing and
dousing the
flames!
Xern> Kenji has left.
Xern> With a last flare, the flames die out all together. Smoke is still
clinging in the air, making
it difficult to breathe.
Xern> Glenner has left.
Xern> Powell stomps the last spark of flame, triumphantly. "Now, let's get the
hellgates out her,e
it's choking!"
Xern> Xern nods his agreement.
Xern> Abbey wine cellar
Xern> This large dark room is filled top to bottom with casks of various sizes.
The giant ones
called tuns contain beetroot wine, the barrels are mostly for ale. The
kilderkin, smaller casks are
for cordials and such, smaller than that are the firkin, for strong wine. The
room is lit by a couple
lanterns, and smells of a variety of fruits fermenting. A couple rocking chairs
are drawn to one
corner, with a low table between them for snacks or for a game. Once your eyes
get used to the
dark, you could see that one barrel has an interesting opening. If a beast
looked inside, a bed
would be discovered. An empty kilderkin stands near the door, obviously to be
used for putting
garbage in. It is possible to get the impression that the beast who lives here
expects things to stay
neat and tidy.
Xern> Exits: [K]itchen
Xern> Contents: raspberry vinegar, parsnip cordial, and october ale.
Xern> With: [ZZZ] gash in side, chest wound, broken arm (Chess), [IC] A dark
spectre that
means death for vermin. (Powell), [IC] Wondering and worrying (Streamswift), and
[ZZZ] 'opin'
that the vermin will go away. (Johann).
Xern> Powell has left.
Xern> RW Abbey:Kitchen
Xern> -------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> The Abbey's kitchen is a long and narrow room with five large
Xern> fireplaces set in one wall, and a two impressive iron stoves on the
Xern> opposite wall. A large number of cupboards, shelves and hooks
Xern> hold the Abbey's assorted kitchenware and serving utensils. Large
Xern> sacks, earthenware urns, covered bowls and jars keep the kitchen
Xern> well supplied with a bountiful amount of foodstuffs.
Xern>
Xern> Food preparation tables are stacked with serving dishes, soupbowls,
Xern> and large meals in various stages of preparation.
Xern>
Xern> It is easy to imagine how busy this kitchen is during the Abbey's
Xern> feasttimes!...
Xern> ------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> ##NOTE## The food here is all poisoned, so be careful!
Xern> Exits: [G]reat [H]all, [C]avern [H]ole, [W]ine [C]ellar, [K]itchen [Y]ard,
[G]arden [P]ath,
[K]itchen [G]arden, [Pan]try, [Sc]ullery, [La]rder
Xern> Contents: candied chestnuts and pans.
Xern> With: [IC] A dark spectre that means death for vermin. (Powell), [IC]
Commander
Glenner of the Waterbeasts, [IC] The handy craftsmen (Aazh), [IC] Kenji, [ZZZ]
not one of
vengro's but helping (Pern), [ZZZ] Baby Mouse (Mouse2), [ZZZ] Baby Mouse, [ZZZ]
Unhappy
(Katelin), [ZZZ] Hidden Amoung Shadows (Winsor), [ZZZ] Verna, [ZZZ] Robert, and
[ZZZ]
Cherryblossom.
Xern> Kenji shudders, glad to be away from the flames....
Xern> Kenji has left.
Xern> Xern coughs, and slowly walks to the open ground, "I need air."
Xern> RW Abbey:Great Hall
Xern> ---------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> Sunlight streams in from the broad, stained glass windows displayed in the
magnificent
sandstone walls of the Abbey's Great Hall. Bronze candle sconces array the
walls, lighting the
large Hall in the night-time hours. A large, heavy wooden feasting table
dominates the center of
the room. The floor is laid with flagstones, cool to your footpaws. Winding
above your head is a
staircase leading up to and disappearing into the Hall's ceiling...
Xern>
Xern> A bare wall greets your glance where the tapestry once stood. Dust,
imprinted with
footprints, covers the floor where the tapestry had hung. The hall seems very
empty and large
without the familiar presence of Martin.
Xern> --------------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> Exits: Abbey's [Li]brary, [K]itchen, [C]avern [H]ole, [B]reezeway, [En]try,
[Stairs]
Xern> Contents: Guard..
Xern> With: [IC] Kenji, [ZZZ] Seething, (Nightsky), [ZZZ] Major Tarren, [ZZZ]
DingPaw,
[ZZZ] Skullface, [ZZZ] Melchisedec, [ZZZ] Hwungry! (Robyn), [ZZZ] Gena, [ZZZ] A
little
scratch on his arm from a daggar. (Dirtclaw), and [ZZZ] Fernblossom.
Xern> Kenji has left.
Xern> RW Abbey:Entry
Xern> ------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> You stand on a grassy sward between the Great Hall and the
Xern> gates of the abbey. The thick and sturdy gates are locked up
Xern> tight, allowing no traffic in or out. Vermin sneer as they
Xern> walk around the grounds triumphantly, and the once-peaceful
Xern> scene has changed to one of stark war.
Xern> Not far away are abbey landmarks, like the pond, open ground
Xern> and Great Hall. Yet no joy comes from their sight, for vermin are
Xern> everywhere.
Xern> ------------------------------------------------------------
Xern> Exits: [G]reat [H]all, [Ga]te [H]ouse, The gates are open for anybeast to
[leave] through,
[P]ond, [open] ground
Xern> Contents: Jagged Short Swaord, (Vermin guards) blocking the doorways,
Wooden chest,
and Cauldron filled with jars and bottles of poisonous food.
Xern> With: [IC] Kenji, [ZZZ] Thinker (Ridhia), [ZZZ] The lady fighter (Jaha),
[ZZZ] Ready..
(Hodar), [ZZZ] Savage (Nafasi), [IC] Youthful traveler fox wearing clothing from
unknown
lands... (Theseus), [IC] Bultian, [ZZZ] Doc, [IC] Nice, but can be very
dangerouse. (Thunder),
[ZZZ] Fighting (Tammo), [IC] Bring on the vermin! (Clecky), [IC] Butty, [ZZZ]
Bandaged and
stitched (Perstrian), [ZZZ] Abbela, [ZZZ] Having fun being evil (Silverclaw),
[ZZZ] Scared of
vermin! (Bennie), [ZZZ] Electra's twin, the healer, bandaged on both arms,
(Eureka), [ZZZ]
Eureka's twin, the inventress, (Electra), [ZZZ] killed by a arrow,..still in
chest. (Rosedust), [ZZZ]
(Foyer)'s wing is broken., [ZZZ] (Leader), trying to act like an adult, [ZZZ]
Almost fully healed
(Tree-jumper), [ZZZ] Windamer, [ZZZ] Carrying a small kart (Gwaihir), [ZZZ]
Druss, [ZZZ]
Fox Fighting Fleate, [ZZZ] dead,..torn up, headless (Hexen), [ZZZ] A large
badger torn, clawed,
covered in blood, and stiff from death. (Sunstreak), [ZZZ] Visiting a
friend..getting more than
what she bargained for. (Mayhem), [ZZZ] Highflyer, [ZZZ] Oriana, [ZZZ] Diggum,
[ZZZ] Tyris,
[ZZZ] Feeling better, but limping and hurt (Arven), [ZZZ] Grayhawk, [ZZZ]
Salmonberry, [ZZZ]
Caleb, [ZZZ] The friendly badger, Urthstripe, [ZZZ] Damaroq, [ZZZ] A Squirrel
(Wegren),
[ZZZ] An albino white squirrel, father of 'Kid' (Jonas_), [ZZZ] The rabbit
maiden.. (Tamira), and
[ZZZ] Sharpe.
Xern> Clecky trips over bultians saber and gets a deep cut in his leg
Xern> Clecky yells, "AAAAAAAAhHHHHHHHHH!"
Xern> Finnbarr departs for the open field.
Xern> Finnbarr has left.
Xern> Xern stumbles out of the Great Hall, gasping for air in deep breaths.
Xern> Powell has arrived.
Xern> Powell departs for the open field.
Xern> Powell has left.
Xern> Stonepaw has left.
Xern> Theseus looks to the mad rush of newcomers.
Xern> Clecky backs away to get his breath
Xern> Aazh comes from the abbey pond, dripping water.
Xern> Aazh has arrived.
Xern> Aazh has left.
Xern> Clecky comes out of nowhere slashing at bultian
Xern> Aazh has arrived.
Xern> Clecky yells, "DIEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!"
Xern> Xern sucks in the air, coughing out smoke.
Xern> Aazh has left.
Xern> Bagg comes from the abbey pond, dripping water.
Xern> Bagg has arrived.
Xern> Adder departs for the open field.
Xern> Adder has left.
Xern> You decide to join the games. Heading north you enter...
Xern> RW Abbey:Open Ground
Xern> This large, open field is a safe place for dibbuns to play. Sometimes, in
nice weather,
feasts are held out here. Looking around, you see many important Abbey landmarks:
The Bell
Tower, and the graves of some notable Abbey defenders.
Xern> Exits: [A]long the [w]all, [up], [G]arden of the [L]ate Rose, [A]long
[S]ide the
[I]nfirmary, [B]ell [T]ower, [infirm]ary, [Dorm]itory, Redwall [Entry]
Xern> Contents: Crows, token, Greased Pole, Dead Weasel, a set of quoits, and
stairs.
Xern> With: [IC] Decapitated rat. Ow. (Vlad), [IC] A dark spectre that means
death for vermin.
(Powell), [IC] The techno-lizard of Con* (Naco), [IC] Patroling the Dirt Road
(Sky), [IC] Is she
mad?? YESS!! (Griffen), [IC] Frustrated.. (Rilian), [ZZZ] perched in a tree,
(Nevar), [ZZZ]
Corz, and [ZZZ] Virmin Gards.
Xern> Sky dodges again and attacks the crow like a crazybeast
Xern> Rilian just seems like a simple rat, still breathing on the ground.. her
face is covered by
headfur and her arm
Xern> Powell amilwa.
Xern> Xern coughs deeply as he stumbles from the direction of the entry, but he
says
triumphantly, "The flames are out!"
Xern> Griffen caws, slashing
Xern> Violet comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Violet has arrived.
Xern> Nich has arrived.
Xern> Nira has arrived.
Xern> Violet enters, with Nich and Nira walking along next to her.
Xern> Sky shouts "WHERE YOUR LEADERBIRD NOW?!?!?!"
Xern> Violet climbs the stairs to the infirmary.
Xern> Violet has left.
Xern> Nich has left.
Xern> Nira has left.
Xern> Violet leaves, with Nich and Nira walking along with her.
Xern> Powell smiles. "Yes, and I'm proud to have played a part in it."
Xern> Joseph comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Joseph has arrived.
Xern> Violet comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Violet has arrived.
Xern> Sky keeps attacking the crow
Xern> Thunderwing comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Thunderwing has arrived.
Xern> Griffen caws, "Yagggah! Die insect bird!"
Xern> Agua comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Agua has arrived.
Xern> Violet pads around looking,she stops with a suddenly gasp
Xern> Griffen bites down HARD
Xern> Violet asks, "Rilian?"
Xern> Naco says, "joseph what is the news"
Xern> Lochlainn comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Lochlainn has arrived.
Xern> Griffen caws, "She's dead, mouse!!"
Xern> Griffen caws, "I killed 'er!"
Xern> Sky screams as the crow bites down into her wing
Xern> Joseph shakes his head, "Not good."
Xern> Naco stands over rilian
Xern> Agua follows in
Xern> Violet kneels down by the fallen rat,looking over her.. she mutters
something
Xern> Lochlainn heads to the main gate.
Xern> Lochlainn has left.
Xern> Sky falls down
Xern> Agua says, "oh no..."
Xern> Griffen laughs insanely
Xern> Lochlainn arrives in the open field from in front of the Great Hall.
Xern> Lochlainn has arrived.
Xern> Sky gets up and starts to attack again
Xern> Violet says, "Waltzer..--.. Oh.."
Xern> Rilian is breathing, she groans lightly but doesn't move
Xern> Xern sits down tiredly, flopping down on the grass, still coughing.
Xern> Joseph turns to Griffen.
Xern> Naco says, "who is this rat, violet"
Xern> Griffen caws, "YAHAHAH!! WE STILL SURVivE!"
Xern> Thunderwing chrages Griffen, talons forward. "Kreeeah! Unless ye want this
un, he's
mine!"
Xern> Violet suddenly jumps,"Rilian!.. Agua! Watch that rat! Don't let anyone
hurt her.!
Rilian,Waltzers wife naco!
Xern> Agua looks at Griffen "SO many beasts....taken from this war..many beasts
blood..on my
paws..why...why!!"
Xern> Violet darts up the stairs
Xern> Violet climbs the stairs to the infirmary.
Xern> Violet has left.
Xern> Griffen thwaks out with her beak at Thunderwing
Xern> Naco guards rilian
Xern> Thunderwing stops.
Xern> Naco says, "and to think i was going rto kill her"
Xern> Sky's wing has been mangled by griffen...but she keeps attacking
Xern> Agua glares at Griffen
Xern> Naco drags rilian to a corner
Xern> Joseph kneels down next to Ralian, nurseing her head.
Xern> Sky says, "I KILLIE YOu"
Xern> Naco says, "come on"
Xern> Griffen snaps at Sky again Hard
Xern> Thunderwing slashes his talonsa t Griffen, avoiding the beak.
Xern> Agua moves fowerd
Xern> Lochlainn climbs the stairs to the infirmary.
Xern> Lochlainn has left.
Xern> Naco says, "hey joseph"
Xern> Chess arrives in the open field from in front of the Great Hall.
Xern> Chess has arrived.
Xern> Agua says, "I remember you..."
Xern> Powell climbs the stairs to the infirmary.
Xern> Powell has left.
Xern> Sky dodges and keeps attacking...her eyes blood red
Xern> Powell comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Powell has arrived.
Xern> Naco tosses joseph a roll of cloth
Xern> Chess climbs the stairs to the infirmary.
Xern> Chess has left.
Xern> Griffen attempts to Run Sky trhough with her sharp beak
Xern> Rilian leg continues to bleed,she groans again
Xern> Sky dodges the beak
Xern> Naco binds rilian's leg
Xern> Sky says, "I MAY BE SMALL..BUT I FASTA 'DEN YOU"
Xern> Thunderwing slashes with beak and talons at Griffen, an enraged huge
golden eagle
covered in blood of vermin--a fearsome sight to see.
Xern> Adder comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Adder has arrived.
Xern> Griffen beats at the sparrow with her beak and her big wings
Xern> Sky gets onto the crow's back and attacks it wildly
Xern> Xern coughs and tries to stand up, but falls down woozily. "Ugh, a
/headache/!"
Xern> Eclypse comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Eclypse has arrived.
Xern> Naco says, "come on raty live someone needs you"
Xern> Agua watches Griffen..remembering the fight that lost the Abbey
Xern> Eclypse yells, " Ugly!!"
Xern> Griffen falls onto her back, attempting to squash her
Xern> Chess comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Chess has arrived.
Xern> Sky tries to sink her sharp claws into the crows back
Xern> Rilian opens one eye,'-Ratty-?"
Xern> Adder runs to Naco, "What is wrong?"
Xern> Naco smiles as best a lizard can
Xern> Chess sighs
Xern> Sky struggles out and away from the crow
Xern> Griffen twists sharply, trying to fling her foff
Xern> Sky takes to the sky...flaping like crazy to keep airborne
Xern> Vlad has disconnected.
Xern> Clecky shouts "EULALIAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!" from RW Abbey:Entry
Xern> Adder says, "I'm a medic"
Xern> Chess slowly sits agaist the wall
Xern> Adder heads to the main gate.
Xern> Adder has left.
Xern> Thunderwing grins. "Ach, ah dinnae need t'kill this corhw, twill be slain
by the wee sparra!
Xern> Griffen tries to catch and crunch the sparrow i her beak
Xern> Rilian grunts,"Ratty.. It's -wince- rilian.. and WHY does my head hurt"
Xern> Naco says, "och"
Xern> Sky claws at griffens head with her large steel fighting vclaws
Xern> Naco says, "you took a vERY badd nock"
Xern> Powell heads to the main gate.
Xern> Powell has left.
Xern> Griffen turns tail, turning her attention to Agua
Xern> Xern looks in the direction of Rilian, "You're not the only one!" His
voice is oddly raspy.
Xern> Chess looks around weakly
Xern> Naco hands rilian a flasl
Xern> Griffen dives at the otter, slashing at him
Xern> Naco says, "drink this"
Xern> Alterac comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Alterac has arrived.
Xern> Sky dives after the crow...still attacking
Xern> Chess is dying...slowly
Xern> Rilian looks at xern,"No, Where's waltzer?!" she demands
Xern> Sky attaks griffens left wing
Xern> Reepicheep comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Reepicheep has arrived.
Xern> Griffen snips at the sparrow on her wing
Xern> Agua goes wide eye..not haveing a wepon..he gets a large slash across the
stoemch..Agua
screams and falls to his back clutching his stomech
Xern> Naco says, "hold it ratty"
Xern> Alterac spots Griffen.
Xern> Griffen caws, "Go way, stupid sparrow!"
Xern> You say, "I have no idea" and his voice cracks, "I was fightin' that fire
in th' cellars, but it's
all out now..."
Xern> Sky dodges and continues attacking...
Xern> Chess lays down
Xern> Naco says, "i'll bring you to him"
Xern> Griffen caws, "HAHAHAHAHA!!"
Xern> Chess moans
Xern> Naco offers to let Rilian walk along with him.
Xern> Griffen attacks Sky
Xern> Agua shivers a bit..then lays still
Xern> Sky says, "KREEEEE"
Xern> Agua room-pages, "I'm NOT dead just to let you know ;)" to you.
Xern> Eclypse limps to Agua
Xern> Rilian says, "Whoa.! Where are you talking me..?"
Xern> Naco says, "he is bargening with that vengro"
Xern> Eclypse asks, " Ugly?"
Xern> Chess room-pages, "i will be dead...soon" to you.
Xern> Eclypse asks, " You dere?"
Xern> Griffen attacks Sky
Xern> Agua lolls his head to one side saying nothing
Xern> Naco says, "i am a friend "
Xern> Sky lands right on the crows head
Xern> Sky looks like a red sparrow now
Xern> Griffen bucks, trying to throw the weight off her
Xern> Sky tries to sink her claws into the crows head
Xern> Naco asks, "are you all right miss rilian?"
Xern> Rilian says, "And who are you.!?"
Xern> Chess closes his eyes
Xern> Griffen twists in the air, trying to land on the sparrow
Xern> Sky holds on...digging her claws in harder
Xern> Naco says, "i am Naco, i am a friend"
Xern> Sky starts to peck at griffens head
Xern> Reepicheep room-pages, "brb" to you.
Xern> Reepicheep has disconnected.
Xern> Griffen twirls madly, attempting to slam the sparrow into a tree
Xern> Naco says, "i am here to protect you"
Xern> Xern leans against the wall, all strength gone, and stares up at the wall.
Xern> Sky hangs on for her life
Xern> Agua just..lays there..
Xern> Chess crawls off...to a quiet palce..knowing hes dying
Xern> Short description set to: Worn out and coughing (Xern)
Xern> Chess heads to the main gate.
Xern> Chess has left.
Xern> Rilian snorts,"To protect me? I can',Hey.. uh, Look at that otter"
Xern> Griffen flies straight into a tree
Xern> SkyStar comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> SkyStar has arrived.
Xern> Naco says, "you are badly wounded"
Xern> Stonepaw comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Stonepaw has arrived.
Xern> Sky leaps off in time...as griffen crashes into the tree..and not her
Xern> Thunderwing shouts "Should the front fighters be told to cease?!"
Xern> Griffen rolls down like a ripe fruit
Xern> Sky room-pages, "shouldnt fling yourself at trees like that" to you.
Xern> Griffen shouts "CAAAWWWWW!!!!!"
Xern> Xern winces at the yelling, covering his ears.
Xern> Vlad has left.
Xern> Alterac heads to the main gate.
Xern> Alterac has left.
Xern> Sky attacks griffen....
Xern> Stonepaw dashes down and looks around quickly.
Xern> SkyStar throws a rat off of her
Xern> Sky says, "I KILLEI BIGCROW"
Xern> Griffen turns, slashing at Sky again
Xern> Griffen attempts to bull the Sparrow into a corner, where she will win for
sure
Xern> Jag comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Jag has arrived.
Xern> Naco says, "you warmblooders are sure strange, you always fight and
bicker"
Xern> Sky takes a long slash to the chest and gets knocked over
Xern> Jag walks outside silently
Xern> Sky jumps back to her feeyt
Xern> Jag looks up. "Woddeh???"
Xern> Rilian says,crankly."Just help that otter, I jus' got a headache"
Xern> SkyStar heads to the main gate.
Xern> SkyStar has left.
Xern> Griffen jumps on Sky
Xern> Sky room-pages, "feet" to you.
Xern> Joseph room-pages, "BRB..." to you.
Xern> Jag immediately sheaths his sword and pullsup his bow
Xern> Alterac arrives in the open field from in front of the Great Hall.
Xern> Alterac has arrived.
Xern> Naco pulls the ooter over to the corner
Xern> Jag notches an arrow, watching, a bit confused
Xern> Alterac climbs the stairs to the infirmary.
Xern> Alterac has left.
Xern> Sky dodges griffen
Xern> Naco asks, "now who is this?"
Xern> Sky is covered in her own blood and that of grifffens
Xern> Stonepaw climbs the stairs to the infirmary.
Xern> Stonepaw has left.
Xern> Pillquin comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Pillquin has arrived.
Xern> Jag takes a bead on Griffen's head...
Xern> Griffen goes at Sky like a thunderbolt
Xern> Rilian mutters something
Xern> Pillquin heads off to the north side of the abbey.
Xern> Pillquin has left.
Xern> Jag lets the string snap forward
Xern> Agua breaths lightly
Xern> Sky attacks griffen...claws and beak flaying like a crazy sparrow
Xern> Naco says, "well hes alive"
Xern> Reepicheep has connected.
Xern> Naco examines agua
Xern> Agua does not really..*look* alive though
Xern> Thunderwing tries to swoop down on Griffen, and slash it's back with his
talons.
Xern> Rilian lays back down,muttering
Xern> Griffen shreaks shrilly
Xern> Griffen falls
Xern> Jag loads up another arrow, drawing back
Xern> Sky room-pages, "it sorta hard to shoot arrows at griffen with out
endagering sky" to you.
Xern> Jag fires at the downed crow
Xern> Eclypse room-pages, "I gg soon" to you.
Xern> Jag room-pages, "I suppose..." to you.
Xern> Griffen falls by the arrow
Xern> Thunderwing grins.
Xern> Khoal arrives in the open field from in front of the Great Hall.
Xern> Khoal has arrived.
Xern> Griffen looks quite dead
Xern> Sky dives at the crows neck and tries to rip it out
Xern> Sky says, "DIE"
Xern> Thunderwing asks, "Ach, did ah get er?"
Xern> Griffen is decapatated by Sky
Xern> Griffen dies
Xern> Jag is surprised
Xern> Thunder arrives in the open field from in front of the Great Hall.
Xern> Thunder has arrived.
Xern> Clecky has arrived.
Xern> Thunder enters, with Clecky walking along next to him.
Xern> Khoal frowns..
Xern> Sky keeps pulling the griffen abart
Xern> Thunder climbs the stairs to the infirmary.
Xern> Thunder has left.
Xern> Clecky has left.
Xern> Thunder leaves, with Clecky walking along with him.
Xern> Khoal walks up to the infirmary.
Xern> Sky room-pages, "scratch the the" to you.
Xern> Khoal climbs the stairs to the infirmary.
Xern> Khoal has left.
Xern> Griffen room-pages, "Sky, that's nasty you know" to you.
Xern> Jag draws a raven's beak from his pocket, sighing...
Xern> Thunderwing yells to Sky. "Can I have th' meet, sparra, ye'll just ruin
eht!
Xern> In a room page-pose to you, Jag shrugs. "Jag's broken apart crow heads
Xern> Sky room-pages, "i know...but im deep into bloodwarth" to you.
Xern> Vengro comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Vengro has arrived.
Xern> Xern continues staring up at the wall at the sky. He blinks a few times.
"What's that?" He
blinks a few more times in confusion, staring upwards, and scratching his head
and coughing
again.
Xern> Jag room-pages, "Ever been splattered by blood and brains?" to you.
Xern> Jag blinks...
Xern> Griffen drops Griffen's Body.
Xern> Naco binds the slashes wound across aguas chest
Xern> Griffen room-pages, "play with that" to you.
Xern> Vengro descends a rope from the infirmary silently.
Xern> Jag fires his arrow into the ground, so as not to look threatening at
all...
Xern> Sky sees vengro
Xern> Griffen is dead
Xern> Sky says, "KREEE"
Xern> Jag was expecting Vengro
Xern> Rilian mutters,"Where is waltzer.." she tries to sit up
Xern> Jag murmurs, "Nobeast attack"
Xern> Naco says, "i'm not sure"
Xern> Agua just..lays there..looking dead..but breathing lightly
Xern> Jag murmurs, "Nobeast attack him... Understood?"
Xern> Pillquin has arrived.
Xern> Vengro notices the others in the area as he desecendes, "Stop! Or the
hostage is killed!"
He motions up to the infirmary window where Lone and Luner are...
Xern> Xern watches bemusedly, staring at the marten ackwardly.
Xern> Sky stands on the mangled body of griffen...watching vengro
Xern> Sicant comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Sicant has arrived.
Xern> Thunderwing shouts "Nobeast attack anymore vermin! Amnesty!"
Xern> Jag murmurs, "Nobeast do *nuttin*"
Xern> Pillquin stands right behind vengro.
Xern> Vengro isnt on the ground yet, Pillquin.
Xern> Jag murmurs, "Pilly, git AWAY ferm 'im"
Xern> Xern wonders, "What's going on?"
Xern> Agua says, "v.v..vengro..."
Xern> Sky room-pages, "hehehe...i look like a red deamon bird" to you.
Xern> Thunderwing shouts "Orders from the elders, no attacking, the vermin have
a dibbun
hostage!"
Xern> Jag room-pages, "I thought sparrows didn't *have* bloodwrath?" to you.
Xern> Naco says, "don't you even dare otter"
Xern> Sicant narrows her eyes, clutching her side.. she looks around.
Xern> Sky room-pages, "all birds can" to you.
Xern> Sicant heads to the main gate.
Xern> Sicant has left.
Xern> Vengro slides all the way down the ropes.
Xern> Naco says, "you too hurt"
Xern> Pillquin moves back.
Xern> Stonepaw comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Stonepaw has arrived.
Xern> Jag room-pages, "You sure?" to you.
Xern> Xern blinks, "Dibbun hostage?!"
Xern> Vengro shouts "Ok, Luner! You next!"
Xern> Jag murmurs, "Iss Fluffle..."
Xern> Jag murmurs, "Keep 'n eye open"
Xern> Ratfink arrives in the open field from in front of the Great Hall.
Xern> Ratfink has arrived.
Xern> Sky looks down at her mangled and now useless right wing
Xern> Stonepaw looks at Jag and smiles, "I will my friend."
Xern> Vengro smiles as he leans against the wall,dagger in paw, arms crossed at
the ropes end.
Xern> Jag nods slightly
Xern> Jag stares at Vengro
Xern> Stonepaw looks back at the situation with his rapier out and ready if
neaded.
Xern> Agua moans and sits up slowely
Xern> Jag grabs another arrow from his quiver, and sits down slowly on the
ground
Xern> Sky hops off the dead crow and walks over to jag...her wing dragging
Xern> Naco yells, "time cliam you vengro!!"
Xern> Thunderwing looks hungrily at Vengro, but hold his ground.
Xern> Luner comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Luner has arrived.
Xern> Jag looks up at Sky's wing. "Omigod.... Wot 'appened t'you....???"
Xern> Loria groans
Xern> Greyrose comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Greyrose has arrived.
Xern> Aeysin arrives in the open field from in front of the Great Hall.
Xern> Aeysin has arrived.
Xern> Xern attempts to stand up, but his strength has ebbed and he sits back
down again.
Xern> Lochlainn comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Lochlainn has arrived.
Xern> Aeysin slinks in.
Xern> Loria has left.
Xern> Loria has gone to the OOC area...
Xern> Sky looks at the wing of hers and shrugs
Xern> Agua opens his only eye seeing Vengro from where he is sitting..blood
staining his ripped
tunic
Xern> Vengro looks upwards and bellows to Lone.
Xern> Sky says, "Bigcrow break it"
Xern> Ratfink dashes in. "What's all this then?"
Xern> Naco asks, "you ok miss?"
Xern> Vengro shouts "Drop the dibbun now, Lone!"
Xern> Sky says, "I fine"
Xern> Rilian eyes go wide..
Xern> Agua says, "Looks...like i...see my...own nightmare..."
Xern> Luner room-pages, "doh" to you.
Xern> Luner slides down easily
Xern> Sky says, "IT 'da mrten 'dat should be worried....he gonna die"
Xern> Rilian room-pages, "vengro=Now" to you.
Xern> Aeysin watches the happenings with some intrest.
Xern> Fluffle comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Fluffle has arrived.
Xern> Ratfink room-pages, "Hilarious! ;-)" to you.
Xern> Greyrose watches with complete horror, holding her dagger.
Xern> Jag simply stares at Vengro, holding one of his strange, six-fletched
arrows in one paw and
his bow in the other...
Xern> Stonepaw watchs Fluffle come down and winces.
Xern> Luner slides to the ground and walks away the rope rubbing her paws
Xern> Fluffle screams as she falls, her body dropping like a stone.
Xern> Jag thinks. "...catch her...."
Xern> Vengro gets into a steady stance, shuffles right then left...then
backwards...
Xern> Stonepaw clenches his rapier hilt tightly, knowing that if the dibbun dies,
Vengro dies.
Xern> Agua says, "Fluf...FLuffle!!!"
Xern> Naco yells, "catch her!!!"
Xern> Alterac comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Alterac has arrived.
Xern> Stonepaw looks up and murmurs, "Fluffle."
Xern> Favian comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Favian has arrived.
Xern> Jag notches the arrow...
Xern> Sky runs to where the dibbun is falling
Xern> Pillquin yells, "NO!"
Xern> Sky lets the dibbun fall on her...cushining the fall
Xern> Xern's jaw drops.
Xern> Thunderwing looks at Vengro. "Ye may geht out o' this, but ye're ah marked
beast, ye're
days ahre numbered."
Xern> Favian pulls out a large battle-axe.
Xern> Naco says, "otter lay still you need rest"
Xern> ( Fluffle falls right into Vengro's arms, pushing Vengro to the groiund
where his dagger
fumbles out of his paw. He quickly picks it up again, placing it at Flfufl'es
throat, wheezing for
breath )
Xern> Jag murmurs, "...we will find you..."
Xern> Aeysin watches the dibbun fall with some surprise.
Xern> Fluffle waves her arms franticly, trying to move with Vengro. She screams
once more.
Xern> Sky room-pages, "awck" to you.
Xern> Ratfink asks, "Who's FLuffle?"
Xern> Favian slithers, "Vengro, this blade is for your thoat/."
Xern> Thunder comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Thunder has arrived.
Xern> Jag takes a deep breath
Xern> Luner growls at Favian
Xern> Stonepaw looks at Fluffle, "Don't worry, it'll be all right Fluffle.
You'll be fine."
Xern> Naco yells, "FAVIAN!!"
Xern> Ratfink asks, "Who's Favian?"
Xern> Aeysin hehs, crossing her arms, tho wincing when she does so.
Xern> Fluffle shudders, her heart nearly stopping for a moment as she gets
caught.
Xern> Luner says, " Stay back or the Dibbun will get it"
Xern> Joseph room-pages, "Back" to you.
Xern> Agua slowely stands up...leaning against the wall he keeps his paw over
his stomech
Xern> Vengro shouts "Ok Lone! I got her...<he adds> And a dagger at her throat"
Xern> Reepicheep has disconnected.
Xern> In a room page-pose to you, Fluffle yays. Mission:Sucsessful.
Xern> In a room page-pose to you, Jag snorks
Xern> Naco says, "hey otter lay down you not well"
Xern> Favian peels some bandages from his face, turns green and attempts to hide
somewhere.
Xern> Stonepaw room-pages, "Sure." to you.
Xern> In a room page-pose to you, Aeysin giggles.
Xern> In a room page-pose to you, Jag never ends up doing anything good :)
Xern> Sky room-pages, "is vengro hangining from a rope?" to you.
Xern> Lone comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Lone has arrived.
Xern> Joseph runs over to Fluffle.
Xern> Stonepaw room-pages, "No Sky." to you.
Xern> Agua growls loudly "name is not otter..it's Agua...and...i'm ok!"
Xern> Lone drops the last few feet to the ground
Xern> Naco says, "joe"
Xern> Ratfink gets frustrated at everyone who's ignoring him
Xern> Sky room-pages, "where is he?" to you.
Xern> Cecil arrives in the open field from in front of the Great Hall.
Xern> Cecil has arrived.
Xern> Vengro looks at the others, waiting for Lone to touchdown.
Xern> Fluffle shudders, her eyes closed, still remembering the two-story drop.
Xern> Jag just watches..
Xern> Naco says, "well agua you sure don't look it"
Xern> Aviva comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Aviva has arrived.
Xern> Nira has arrived.
Xern> Aviva enters, with Nira walking along next to her.
Xern> Vengro nods approvingly...
Xern> Powell arrives in the open field from in front of the Great Hall.
Xern> Powell has arrived.
Xern> Stonepaw room-pages, "Holding Fluffle on the ground with a dagger to
Fluffle's throat."
to you.
Xern> Aeysin flicks her tail watching.
Xern> Vengro offers to let Lone walk along with him.
Xern> In a room page-pose to you, Aviva nods.
Xern> Vengro offers to let Luner walk along with him.
Xern> Glenner arrives in the open field from in front of the Great Hall.
Xern> Glenner has arrived.
Xern> Lone decides to walk along with Vengro.
Xern> Jag sets the nock of the arrow against his bowstring
Xern> Nira enters, sword drawn.
Xern> Vengro says, "Stick close now..."
Xern> Lone hurries over to Vengro
Xern> Agua growls a bit
Xern> Luner decides to walk along with Vengro.
Xern> Aviva fingers her own sword.
Xern> Luner nods
Xern> Naco says, "if you fight we lose"
Xern> Joseph says, "Drop Fluffle."
Xern> Sky flaps her good wing
Xern> Rilian rubs her forehead,grumbling
Xern> Naco says, "calm agua"
Xern> Wes arrives in the open field from in front of the Great Hall.
Xern> Wes has arrived.
Xern> Vengro cant wipe the sweat from his brow because one paw is holding
Fluffle, and the
other has a dagger...
Xern> Stonepaw moves up and stands by Joseph.
Xern> Jag thinks, for a moment
Xern> Jag grumbles something to himself
Xern> Pine comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Pine has arrived.
Xern> Stonepaw looks at Vengro and says quitely, "When do you release the
dibbun?"
Xern> Jag murmurs, "......shoot the hostage... stupid idea..."
Xern> Fluffle gasps for air, a terrified expression on her face as she looks up
fearfully at Vengro.
"Whatcha goin' t'do wid F'ffles?"
Xern> Agua takes in a deep breath with every pause "I..told
you...i'm..ok..dont..worry
about...me"
Xern> Luner stays close to Vengro
Xern> Vengro blinks his eyes, full of stinging sweat, but still clear with
Fluffle in his grip.
Xern> Naco says, "you too all right i go to find waltzer"
Xern> Violet comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Violet has arrived.
Xern> Favian turns blue again and stands next to Naco.
Xern> Oren comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
Xern> Oren has arrived.
Xern> Ratfink gets extremely angry! "I said, what the blyydy hyll is all this
then?!?!"
Xern> Violet asks, "Rilian?"
Xern> Naco says, "she is fine"
Xern> Agua says, "Rilian..is ok""
Xern> Lucas arrives in the open field from in front of the Great Hall.
Xern> Lucas has arrived.
Xern> Jacob comes down the stairs from the infirmary.
--Got cut off. End of log--
</pre>

[[Category:Vengro's Siege]]
[[Category:Ancient History]]
[[Category:Fights and Battles]]
[[Category:RP Logs]]

A day full of swords, ships and maps.

2017-11-19T21:03:17Z

Riverdale:

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This is a moderately sized room with a table that runs the full length of the wall. It's rather stuffy, as there are no windows and only one door. The table is cluttered with all the tools necessary for binding books, stacks of spare parchment and spools of thread, as well as several clay ink pots and quills made of pigeon feathers. There are a great many books set at one end in a neat stack, all of which seem to be damaged in some way. A stack of scrolls, barely readable do to water stains, are on a shelf near the door.

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Exits: [B]ack

With:

[DYN] (Gupthie) is a Novice of Redwall.

[IC] Wydran

** THIS ROOM IS BROADCASTING **

You room-page, "hi"

Silver walks into the room, he looks aroudn to room to see if anyone is there...

Gupthie looks over the map some as well. He points. "Here, it looks like it says 'Here be... something... sailor's graves." He hears someone enter, and turns around. "Hello, Silver!"

>> Pawsing to save changed objects. <<

>> Save Complete. Next save will be in an hour or so. <<

Wydran turns as well. "Hi, Silver!" he says with a smile.

Silver smiles."'Ello everyone!"

Gupthie says, "Look, we found another map!"

Silver blinks."You did!?!"

Wydran nods, and blinks. "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that I still have to do something. Bye for now," he says, and quickly walks out of the bookbinding room.

Gupthie waves goodbye to Wydran, and says, "Yes. It's a more detailed map of the island itself."

Silver nods."Very nice!"

Gupthie hmms. "You said you've encountered a monitor before? Where do you think monitors would live on this island?"

Silver thinks for a second than says."Well it looks like there are hills in the center the island and there also looks like there are hills there, so that where I would say the would be!"

Gupthie room-pages, "Is that second hills supposed to be something else?".

Gupthie nods. "Alright. Hm. We should probably have this map with us on the quest... but we probably shouldn't take this old scroll. It's falling apart already as is, I can't imagine what the sea air would do to it."

Silver asks."Where did you find this one?"

Gupthie points to the shelf with all the scrolls. "I found it there."

Silver hmm."Do you think anyone else has found this island since they lost the treasure?"

Gupthie shrugs. "I doubt it. It's written on the note that the beast who had it last had despaired of finding the island, and we've only barely been able to find anything with all this searching. In the log the Captain said that if it weren't for a fierce storm taking them off course, he'd never have come across it."

Silver frowns."Than how do we plan to find it?"

Gupthie says, "Well, we'll have to assume the other map is accurate as to placement."

Silver laughs."That sounds like a good plan!"

Gupthie says, "Also, we'll need to be careful where we land so the ship doesn't get damaged on the same rocks that Cap'n Tabuor's ship was."

Silver nods."Yes that would be a good idea!"

Silver asks."But where will we get a ship?"

Gupthie thinks for a minute. "I don't know. Know any sea otters?"

Silver shrugs."No...sorry."

Gupthie says, "Perhaps... no... hm. That's quite an issue, now isn't it?"

Silver nods."Yes...we need to find a way to get a ship before we can do anything else..."

Wydran has arrived.

Gupthie says, "Perhaps we should talk to the abbot or Flicktail. They might know someone who could sell or loan us a ship.".

Wydran looks into the bookbinding room to see if Silver and Gup are still there, and seeing them, he enters the room. "I'm back now. Sorry about that," he says.

Silver laughs."WHy would the abbey own a ship?"

Wydran blinks. "So are we looking into getting a ship now?"

Gupthie laughs. "I don't think it does. But I gather they've both been lots of places and met a great many beasts. They might know someone who owns a ship." He notices Wydran coming in, and says, "Hi, welcome back! Yes, we are discussing a ship."

Silver laughs."Well maybe we could buy one!"

Wydran suggests, "What about the GUOSIM? They're allies of the Abbey, right? And they might know who owns a ship."

Gupthie says, "That's a good idea!"

Silver says."But they stay on the river, they would not have a ship big enough to take to sea!"

>> The game will paws in two minutes to save changed objects. <<

Wydran says, "Yes, but they could know somebeast who owns a ship big enough."

Silver nods."Yes that is true..."

>> Pawsing to save changed objects. <<

>> Save Complete. Next save will be in an hour or so. <<

Gupthie nods. "And I'm told the Guosim are handy at cooking fare for seafaring."

Wydran asks, "Is anyone in the Abbey familiar with any of the Guosim?"

Silver says."I talked to a shrew a few weeks ago..."

Gupthie shakes his head. "Can't say I've ever met a shrew."

Silver laughs."Rather odd little beasts!"

Wydran says, "Well, we need to contact one of them and ask for help."

Silver nods."Yes we do!"

Gupthie nods. "Perhaps we could all go to the Guosim Camp. All of us going on the quest, I mean. Sort of to get accustomed to travelling with one another."

Silver smiles."That might be fun!"

Wydran room-pages, "we'd have to make a set time though for everyone to be on at the same time on the MUCK.".

Gupthie room-pages, "Yeah. And we'd probably want to OOCly contact the Guosim, too, before we just sort of show up on their doorstep.".

Wydran nods. "Sounds like a good idea!"

Silver laughs."Well I never thought that I would be going on some kind of a quest like this!"

Wydran grins. "I don't think any of us did."

Gupthie nods. "But it'll be great fun."

Silver asks."But still, why would the abbey need the treasure?"

Gupthie says, "Well, in the Captain's log, he said that he was going to donate it to the Abbey so the Order could give the gold to anybeast who'd hit hard times."

Silver nods."Yes that would be a good thing!"

Wydran says, "If we do plan on making this voyage, we're going to have to do a lot of preparation too. This won't be an easy task."

Silver nods."Yeah, we are going to need alot of food and water if we are going to be out at sea, also a few beast who could fight other than me and biff..."

Gupthie says, "Yeah. That'll be important if we're potentially going up against monitors."

Silver asks."Do eather of you know how to use a bow or a sword or something?"

Gupthie shakes his head. "I imagine I could learn, though."

Wydran shakes his head also. "I only have a dagger that I kept with me before I got to Redwall in case I needed to defend myself, but I don't have much weapons training."

Silver nods."Well someone can show you how to use a sword, just so you are not helples in a fight!"

Wydran nods. "I'd be willing to learn."

Gupthie nods. "I think I'd like to learn sword too."

>> The game will paws in two minutes to save changed objects. <<

>> Pawsing to save changed objects. <<

>> Save Complete. Next save will be in an hour or so. <<

Silver smiles."Good, but we will need to get you both some kind of weapon bigger than a dagger before we go :P

Gupthie nods. "Is there a market near Redwall?"

Silver nods."Yeah there is one just north of here!"

Silver laughs."One time honeyfern sold her dirk for a dress and biff just about had a heart attack!"

Gupthie laughs.

Wydran smiles. "So when should we go?"

Silver shrugs."When every you guys feel up to it!"

Biff has arrived.

Biff pokes her head into the room."Is anyone in here?"

Wydran smiles and exclaims, "We are, Biff!"

Gupthie smiles. "Hey, Biff!"

Silver laughs."Come in biff!"

Biff walks into the room and smiles."Hello everyone, how goes it?"

Silver smiles."Its good, might go get gup and wydran a sword to take with them!"

Wydran says, "We also found another map of the island!"

Gupthie nods, and points to the map on the table.

Biff looks at the map and smiles."Well this will be alot of help when we get to the island!"

Silver says."Would you guys want to head up to the market now?"

Gupthie says, "Sure! Sounds like fun!"

Biff smiles."Oh i have been wanting to go there anyway!"

Wydran nods. "Alright."

Silver stands up."Well lets go!"

RW Abbey: Bookbinding Room

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This is a moderately sized room with a table that runs the full length of the wall. It's rather stuffy, as there are no windows and only one door. The table is cluttered with all the tools necessary for binding books, stacks of spare parchment and spools of thread, as well as several clay ink pots and quills made of pigeon feathers. There are a great many books set at one end in a neat stack, all of which seem to be damaged in some way. A stack of scrolls, barely readable do to water stains, are on a shelf near the door.

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Exits: [B]ack

With:

[IC] looking normal! (Biff)

[IC] Wydran

[DYN] (Gupthie) is a Novice of Redwall.

RW Abbey: Library

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The library is disturbingly empty of books and scrolls, and only a small fraction of the knowledge it should be able to hold is actually present and available for perusing. The beautifully crafted windows are well cleaned. Giving the library plenty of light during the daylight hours. This, combined with the room's high vaulted ceiling, causes a rather foreboding play of shadows in the corners and between shelves. The flagstones of the floor are cool and smooth, and echoes of clicks and thumps can be heard quite clearly when beasts walk among the mostly bare shelves. Brass lamps containing short, fat little white candles provide enough light for reading.

Long beams of sunlight stream in through those windows that are not covered over, giving the entire room a light and cheerful feel.

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Exits/Entrances:

[G]reat [H]all [M]ap [B]ookshelf [B]ookshelf of [W]oodland [L]ore

[B]ookbinding [R]oom [H]istory [B]ookshelf [B]ookshelf of [B]iographies

[P]oetry [B]ookshelf [B]ookshelf of [S]tories

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Contents:

Abbey Charter

** THIS ROOM IS BROADCASTING **

You go through the door to Great Hall.

RW Abbey: Great Hall

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The Great Hall of Redwall Abbey. Countless paw falls have echoed from these stones, and untold numbers of feasts and merry gatherings have been held here. A table, not nearly so grand or large as its predecessors, but quite functional for mealtimes, rests near the center of the hall. Chairs exist here aplenty, and they are all of a matching set. High above, the stain glass windows give the Great Hall a beautiful appearance. The glasswork is exceptionally done, crafted by a skilled artist. The floor is clean and swept. A fire is kept burning in the fireplace at almost all times of the day and night, and there are several more comfortable chairs and cushions set up here, of varying sizes. One looks large enough to easily accommodate a badger.

The Tapestry hangs proud and tall, and while the rest of Redwall may still bear the scars of natural disaster, this most famous of Redwall's relics remains unharmed by beast, time, or the elements. The figure of Martin the Warrior seems to be watching over his own with an unchanging, kindly gaze.

Red, blue, orange, green...vibrant patterns of color are painted on the floorstones of Great Hall by the high afternoon sun that is streaming through the stained glass windows.

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Exits/Entrances:

[K]itchen [St]airs [C]avern [H]ole

[Li]brary [En]try [B]reezeway

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Contents:

Dagger

table

a message (board) with notes tacked to it

With:

[ZZZ] Ribbert

** THIS ROOM IS BROADCASTING **

You move outside and into the Abbey Entry..

RW Abbey: Entry

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This is a sandy area between Great Hall and the main gates of the Abbey. It obviously gets a great deal of traffic, if one is to judge by the number of pawprints going every which direction here. There is an obvious path leading to the double doors of Great Hall. In places that are not so trampled, new shoots of green grass and budding dandelions are making their presence known.

There is a bustle of activity here, and you can hear the occasional murmur of a passing conversation. The sun is high overhead, and shadows are small. All is bright.

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Exits/Entrances:

[G]reat [H]all [C]limb to the [R]amparts [A]bbey [P]ond

[Ga]te [H]ouse [Leave] through the gates [Open] Ground

[C]hampion's [C]ottage

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** THIS ROOM IS BROADCASTING **

You walk through the gates, waving to the abbeydwellers watching on the ramparts.

RW Abbey: Main Gate

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Only the smallest fractures suggest a earth tremor almost brought Redwall Abbey down to its very feet. But today it still stands, with the sounds of good will and hard work piping over the walls While there are racks and rivulets that show the damage that happened quite some time ago, The abbey beasts are at hard as work ever. As snow has given way to spring, there is so much do do now-- won't you come in?

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Are you a newcomer to Redwall? Type +skills apply rwchat to keep track of what's happening.

Be sure to check out the MOTD for the abbey when there is new information: type '+motd $redwall'

Our Website is being updated: http:rwmuck.limitless.org -- grab an account and join in!

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Exits: [Enter] the abbey, [R]ight Along [W]all, [L]eft Along [W]all, [R]oad

** THIS ROOM IS BROADCASTING **

You step onto the road.

Dirt Road

--------------------------- Mossflower - Dirt Road ---------------------------

On the east side of the road rises the main gate of Redwall Abbey, a massive, ancient structure of red sandstone that nearly obstructs the entirety of the eastern horizon. Here the road has been noticeably better cared for--ruts and potholes are few and far between, and the surface is smoothed and kept free of cropping weeds. Despite this, there is the sense of a thousand pawtreads beneath your feet, taken by beasts long forgotten. Only the Abbey seems a constant, unchanging sentinel--worn and battered by the elements, but still standing tall.

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Exits: [D]itch, [G]rasslands, Redwall [Gate], [S]outh, [N]orth

You travel North along Dirt Road

Dirt Road

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Southward, the imposing silhouette of Redwall Abbey is framed against the

sky. The sun's gentle glow bathes the Abbey in a nearly angelic

halo, and the pale crimson of the walls is seen clearly even from such a

distance. Casting a broad shadow on the ground, the Abbey walls rise up,

strong and solid. The road is nearly dwarfed by the structure, as is the

smaller building to the north. Flanking the road, a few scattered trees,

white with snow, offer the transition from the northern forests to the

western grasslands.

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Exits: [W]all, [S]outh, [N]orth

You travel North along Dirt Road

Dirt Road

------------------------- Mossflower - Dirt Road -------------------------

Sandy pawprints are tracked upon the road's surface, as stray greenery

emerges in scraggly clumps. The road stretches north and south to the

horizon, offering faint glimpses of buildings in both directions. On

either side of the road, the trees appear more thinly distributed than

they do farther north, and southward the trees dwindle entirely. A

well-traveled dusty path leads west to an impressive structure; walls

very much like a castle's in design. A trail of flowers lines the path

to the building, straight as though planted, yet no sign of present

civilization is offered. With the sun's glow reflecting off the

leaves, the summer landscape is pleasurable enough.

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Exits: [T]owards [M]arket, [C]learing, [S]outh, [N]orth

Woodland

The road is not far away, and here, the woodland is not so dense. Indeed, leading between the trees, off of the road and through the woods, is a path, wide enough to risk a cart. Indeed, you might see cart tracks upon the ground here. A wooden sign,, hanging from a tree branch, points along the path, into the woods. It reads; 'Mossflower Wodeland Market'.

Exits: [P]ath to [M]arket, [D]irt [R]oad

Path to Market

An earthen path, packed down and well trodden, leads from the clearing between the trees of a gradually sparser woodland. It's kept wide enough for a cart and, indeed, cart tracks might be seen upon the path. The occasional chirp of a bird might be heard from amongst the trees.

Exits: [T]owards [D]irt [R]oad, [T]o [M]arket

You found a OOC building credit!

Market Gateway

Though the market lacks a fence around it, being surrounded by the woodland, it does boast a welcome little force of constables and wardens, who might be seen mingling in the crowds as well as patrolling the edges. Three of four wardens can always be found to linger here, at the path end, where they might collect rent money for a stall or a small fee from traders. They're also on hand to help keep the peace and deal with any accusations of theft or quell the practice of fore-stalling. A large sign, hung between two tall posts, reads; 'Welcome to Mossflower Wodeland Market'.

Exits: [I]nto [M]arket, [B]ack to [P]ath

You found a OOC building credit!

** THIS ROOM IS BROADCASTING **

Huh? If you need help, type '+globals for a list of all MUCK commands'

Market Foreground

Here, in the immediate section of the market, is a somewhat muddy, grass area. Stalls can be seen, off in the further section, but here the traders sit upon blankets or stand and mingle with buyers. Wardens might be seen, patrolling or just wandering about, equipped with a blackjack and, perhaps, their own knife here and there. Entertainers and foodsellers also walk here, while there are seating logs set around in no particular pattern, should a weary shopper wish to rest.

Exits: [T]o the [S]talls, [T]o [G]ateway

Contents:

bounty notice pinned to market signpost

** THIS ROOM IS BROADCASTING **

Gupthie has arrived.

.

Biff has arrived.

Wydran has arrived.

Silver walks into the market, he has his daggers with him and a bag with some stuff he plans to trade with...

Gupthie follows closely behind, taking in all the sights and sounds of this unfamiliar marketplace.

Wydran follows, a bit behind the others, looking around at everything in the market.

Biff walks behind silver, she looks around at all the traders and smiles...

Silver starts talking to a beast who is selling old swords and other weapons...

You say, "Wydran, gup, try to find something that will work for you."

Gupthie looks around at the swords. He asks, "Can I pick one up to see how it feels?"

Wydran stares at the array of different weapons, looking at each of them closely.

The trader nods to the mouse."Go ahaid lad, just dont hurt your self!"

Gupthie nods, and grabs a broadsword off the shelf. He immediately discovers that he can't hardly even lift it off the ground.

Biff walks around on her own looking at everything that is for sale...

The trader laughs and hands guptie a smaller sword."Try this!"

Gupthie tries the sword he's handed. "I like this one much better. This kind's called a shortsword, right?"

Wydran watches Gupthie try out a sword, though he hasn't chosen one for himself yet.

The trader nods."Yes, its a very nice sword also, Do you wish to buy it?"

Gupthie turns to Silver. "Silver, what do you think? Should I get this one?"

Silver smiles."Well do you like it?"

Biff starts looking at a few things a old rat is selling...

Gupthie nods. "Yes, I think I do."

Silver talks to the trader, soon he makes a deal and gives him some food and a tunic...

The trader gives gupthie his sword...

Silver looks at wydran."Have you found something you like?"

Wydran blinks. "I-er, no..." He looks back at the various weapons on display.

Silver laughs."Well take your time, this is something that could save your life you know!"

Biff is still talking to the old rat...

>> The game will paws in two minutes to save changed objects. <<

>> Pawsing to save changed objects. <<

>> Save Complete. Next save will be in an hour or so. <<

Gupthie asks Silver, "Hey, Silver, can you carry my sword? I don't exactly have anywhere for it in my habit."

Silver nods and sticks the sword right next to his...

Silver laughs."Its a rather nice sword!"

You room-page, "your pose wydran :P"

Wydran looks over each weapon quickly, he doesn't want to have the others wait for him, but can't seem to make a decision. He gingerly picks one up, then frowns, putting it back, and repeats this with a couple others.

Wydran pages, "seriously wishing I knew ANYTHING about weaponry right now..." to you.

Silver says."HOw about a cutless wydrand?"

Biff looks over at her friends for a second before going back to talking with the rat...

Gupthie goes over to see what Biff's doing.

Biff room-pages, "we can have her buy the ship after you guys finsh up with the buying of the swords".

Biff smiles."Ah gupthie, this rat says that he as been on the seas most of his life, maybe he know about the island!"

The rat asks."And what island are you talking about miss?"

Gupthie, answering for Biff, says, "Umbra Island."

Wydran blinks. "Er, I don't know." He picks one up and looks it over. "Hmm, do you think this is good for me, Silver?"

Silver nods."Yeah, seems like something an otter would use!"

The rat laughs."Dont tell me you plan on going THERE...you kids will not even make it of the beach!"

Biff nods."In fact we do!"

Wydran moves the cutlass around a bit in his paw, then slowly nods. "Alright, Silver."

Gupthie says, "Well, we're not the only ones going."

Silver nods and trades whats left of the food and a coin or two and gives the sword to wydran."Dont worry, its a good fit for you!"

THe rat nods."Well how do you plan on geting there?"

Wydran says, "Thank you, Silver. Sorry that took so long, I..." He bites his lip as his voice trails off. "Let's go over to Biff and Gupthie."

Silver nods and walks over to the two...

Biff laughs."Well we are going to take a ship i would think!"

Gupthie says, "First we have to get a ship."

The rat smiles a little."Is it a ship you need....well I might have something...but its not free..."

Biff asks."Well wot would you want?"

Silver watches the two...

The rat says."Well it will cost a good bit...I have had this ship for a long time dont want to give it up all that much..."

Biff thinks for a second than pulls a small bag out of her back pack."How about 20 gold coins?"

Silver blinks."Where did you get that biff?"

Gupthie whistles at the mention of 20 gold coins. He's never even seen but maybe 2 gold coins in his life.

The rat is a bit shocked that the doe has that meny coins with her...after a few second of thinking he says."Well this is a ship miss, I am going to want a little more than that..."

Biff looks at silver and laughs."Umm its a long story...i will tell you guys when we get back to the abbey..."She looks at the rat and frowns."Well wot do you want?"

The rat stand up and looks around he stops in behind silver and grabs his sword and shows it to biff."How about this and the coins?"

Silver blinks as his sword is taken...

Biff thinks for a second than nods."Yeah that will work!"She shakes the rats paw and gives him the coins."So where is my ship?"

Silver gasps as his sword is traded to the rat...

Gupthie asks, "But... isn't Silver gonna need his sword where we're going?"

The rat smiles being much happer now."Well it is on the sea silly hare, I can keep an eye on it untell you are redy to go if you want!"

Biff looks at gupthie."He has his dagger and that dirk of his, he will be fine!"

Wydran watches the others make the deal with the rat, standing off from a bit of a distance.

Biff smiles."Yes, will you get it ready to go out to sea for us?"

Silver frowns but does not say anything...he is to upset that his sword is gone...and he traded all the pie for gupthie and wydrans sword...

The rat nods."Yes...I will have it set and ready for you to set sail when ever you are!"

Biff nods."Very good."She looks at the rest of the group."Well should we get back to the abbey?"

Silver nods."Yes...I guess we should..."

Gupthie nods. "Yes."

Biff smiles."Than lets go!"

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Soon after geting back to the abbey everyone goes to bed...

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Cloudy Ambitions

2017-11-19T21:02:58Z

Riverdale:

==== Stubb, Anba Hor, Lier, Amos, Darkmane ====

'''Location:''' Vermin Encampment at St. Ninian's

The ruined stones of St. Ninian's, cold and blue-gray under an ominous sky scattered with ruffled cumulonimbus, look down upon a vermin encampment that now, against all odds, has taken its final form. Several tents dot the churchyard, glowing faintly from within in defiance of approaching night. A wind whips through the camp, drawing a swath of sparks in the air that leads to the cooking fire. '''[[Stubb]]''' sits on a log nearby, watching with detachment as the disorderly troops hasten to conclude their post-supper cleanup duties before the rain. He chews methodically, eyes dancing in the light of the flame, and stretches his skinny legs before him. Despite the frenetic scene around him, he seems quite far from here.

A shape appears through the thick veil that covers the area around the church - a tall, black fox. Originating from the tent which has been set up for him, the fox approaches Stubb, the gait is dignified and perfect; the fox is silent in approaching the weasel, not even a breath escaping the fox's scarred muzzle. '''[[Anba Hor]]''' looks down on the weasel as he's upon him, and finally smiles, "Thinking......" he gives the initial word some time to breathe, "...about something, friend?" The voice is deep, like the knell of some low-pitched reed instrument.

Recognition is slow to dawn across the weasel's visage, but once his eyes secure a solid hold on the dark shape before him, Stubb straightens. "'Evenin'," he says in his gravelly voice, unwilling or unable to say anymore. Distaste subtly, only subtly, colors his demeanor as he continues to stare up at the fox..

Shaking his head, the fox frowns from high upon his towering body - well above the weasel enough that his form is skewed by the extreme perspective. The black thing with glowing white eyes answers, "You don't seem happy to see me... I see you've all been hard at work, creating this loud unspoken sign of our intentions. We might as well march right up to the abbey and yell up at them. Don't you think?"

Stubb smiles sharply. "Can' say we've me', ma'e. 'Ow can oi be sorry t' mee' you?" He sits up and makes a point of going through the pack he's set down against the log beside him. "An' as fer dis," he says with an idle gesture at their surroundings, "weren' my plan, were i'? 'Soides, oi don' fink we've much ta worry bou'." He finishes rifling through the pack and looks back up toward Anba. He continues in a lower voice: "Even if dey know we's on our way--IF. No way dey can do much abou' ot now, eh?"

No footsteps announce the arrival of '''[[Lier]]''', who almost seems to materialize a few feet away from Anba Hor and Stubb. The fox's posture is relaxed, but his arms are crossed and his face is expressionless. Without regard to interrupting the conversation between the two other creatures, he announces simply, "I have concerns, Stubb."

Stubb is visibly surprised by Lier's sudden approach, but he covers it with a show of anger. "Can' you see oi'm speaking ta somebeast! Don' be interruptin' me, fox, or oi'll... Oi'll..." He shakes his head. "Jes'... a moment, if you please. Lier."

Anba_Hor shhhhs, "You'll figure out about meeting me later, I guarantee you... and I'm not sure who's plan this is, but it isn't the one I've discussed with our friend Hactor. By the way, I'm his lieutenant. And soon, the army of Izmir will show this camp what it means to be a moving, marching, hell-raising machine. You couldn't take Redwall with twice this..." The fox is interrupted, and looks at Lier with amazement on his features.

Lier's eyes are trained on Stubb and he seemed to spare no interest or even awareness of the weasel's companion. Stubb's anger seems to slide off of Lier like water over finely tempered steel. The fox specifies his concerns, as Stubb had failed to address anything of interest to him in his previous statement. "You said we would be going after Nidlorf. Why are we here?"

Anba_Hor visibly cringes at the name.

Stubb winces at Anba's mention of Redwall, then laughs raucously. "Redwall? Redwall!! Wif dis lo'!" A nervous rumble of laughter passes through a smattering of nearby vermin. "Sure you ain' been sticking yourself wif dose famous poisons a yours?" He lowers his voice again and looks intensely between Lier and Anba Hor. "Oi fink i's best if we discuss dis elsewhere. Don' wanna stir up confusion 'mongst da troops jes' now, eh?"

Lier throws his eyes quickly skyward for an instant, as if seeking patience from the heavens, before retraining them upon Stubb. "Where?"

The fox narrows his eyes at Stubb, and shoots a concentrated dose of evil-eyes at Lier as well, "Well I can see I'll be requiring an update. Most likely one I'll not be happy about. I just so happen to use those famous poisons when I'm not happy about something... lead on, but I guarantee that your little militia won't like seeing the officers going elsewhere for a chat. They never do..."

As the encampment has grown so has the numbers of beast occupying it, filing it are more than just fighters and the usual rabble. The chattering and laughter spilling into the night, though somewhat muffled by the tents. In all this '''[[Amos]]'' becomes a bit more noticable as he leaves a tent in close proximity to the others with his arms around two females, "I think ya for a lovely evening, " He smiles, giving each of them coin while holding a bottle of whiskey in the other paw. He gives a slight grin and wave at the vixen and feline before turning as they retreat back into the tent, "Now ta find that bloody hare, " He mutters.

'''[[Darkmane]]''' wanders into view from the deeper parts of the encampment since it has more space for 'hide' away and rest in peace, his maw opening into a wide yawn before he surveys the encampment silently. A respectfull bow offered to Stubbs and those around him as is proper, while Amos is given a respectfull nod and salute as he slowly makes his way over to him.

Lightning splashes in sharp strokes among the roiling clouds above. The wind tears through the camp, threatening to abscond with the tents, which shudder in vociferous protestation. Stubb smirks at Anba, "An' oi s'pose dey'd fink be''er of us if we stayed ou' in dis weavah?" He shoulders his pack and rises, revealing just how much smaller he is than either of the foxes beside him. "Amos!" he calls to the wildcat, fresh from his exploits. "Clean tha stink off ya an' come along," he points to an unoccupied tent not far from Hactor's. "Lucky fing our bird saw you comin'," he says, again addressing the fox, "else you'd be pissin' yourself to stay warm ou'soide in your skivvies."

Lier relaxes his posture and even further, slouching a little. He sticks his paws into the pockets of his waistcoat and hangs back to wait for the other beasts to begin walking toward the tent before following.

Aeysin saunters out of a tent. She pays the others a passing glance, before meandering off. Something jingles rather raucously from her pocket.

Looking up at the sky, Anba Hor shrugs, "The weather is just another tool to me, fool - I use it to my advantage; I don't skirt around it and wait for it to pass before going out to play ball or whatever nonsense you have for us. And they'd better think well of me or they'd die - that's always my rule. Nevertheless, I try not to force their own deaths upon them, by inciting mutiny..." The fox leans down, next to Stubb's shoulder, "Where to, sir?"

Stubb leads the way toward a tent, inside which a lantern has already been lit. He casts an impressed look over at the horse. Quite a lucky thing that the towering fellow seems to have conscripted himself. Reaching the tent, the weasel grins graciously up at the black fox and holds open the canvas flap for him to enter. It tugs eagerly against his grip, but he maintains a steady hold as he gestures for the others to proceed inside.

Anba_Hor gives the weasel a quick glance before entering inside, dipping down considerably and folding his cloak behind him with his paws.

Lier enters the tent with all possible aplomb.

Amos eyes the sky as his paws drop into his pockets, noticing the horse first as he steps forward looking somewhat unsure of his destination. Noticing the horse first and then at his name is called out into the night he turns his head and gives a wave to the weasel, "Sure sure, be right there!" He meets the horse half way and thumbs over in the direction of the others, "Ya can join us in the tent and ya can tell me where that impossible hare is." He turns, following in the direction of the others before entering the tent.

Darkmane dips his head slightly as he follows after Amos upon the request. "As you wish, and last I saw Dangeon she was sleeping in the deeper sections of the encampment" his gaze up at the sky for a second "Under cover luckily enough for her or she'd likely be awake now." His lips quirking upward slightly. "Anything else you wish to know?"

Amos shakes his head, still eyeing the sky, "Eh, I guess that'll do... come along then if ya want!" Shuffling into the tent.

They enter the tent.

As the group parades into the relatively spacious tent's interior, a slip of a ferret, having concluded the business of checking that the lantern is well lit, excuses himself with a nonverbal squeak. Stubb's wholly unnecessary glare, condescending and irritable, pursues him until he's departed. Then the weasel fastens the cloth door shut with a rather deft knot that hold fast against the earnest thrashings of the rising squall. "Now, then." He turns to face the assemblage, giving Darkmane's surprising presence only an instant's scrutiny. "Oi imagine we've go' some clearin' up ta do."

As the group parades into the relatively spacious tent's interior, a slip of a ferret, having concluded the business of checking that the lantern is well lit, excuses himself with a nonverbal squeak. Stubb's wholly unnecessary glare, condescending and irritable, pursues him until he's departed. Then the weasel fastens the cloth door shut with a rather deft knot that hold fast against the earnest thrashings of the rising squall. "Now, then." He turns to face the assemblage, giving Darkmane's surprising presence only an instant's scrutiny. "Oi imagine we've go' some clearin' up ta do."

Lier snorts and the shadow of an amused grin twitches the corner of his lips for a moment. "You had best make this conference as brief as possible. I imagine five beasts all heading inside your tent all at once would be a pretty obvious signal to any potential eavesdroppers you may be wary of."

Anba_Hor looks around while the group naturally radiates out to occupy the whole space of the tent, but stands his ground and watches the others pass awkwardly to vacant parts of the tent. The fox doesn't vocalize at all until something of substance is said; he stands, slightly bent over inside the tent's eaves, paws on his belt, waiting.

Stubb says dismissively. "Wif dis storm brewin', oi don' fink i' 'll draw too much no'ice."

Amos gives a yawn, arms crossed as he looks on alert. Taking the chance to pipe up, "Aye, Stubby has a point there, " He turns to the weasel, "Ya got sumthin' to say too?" He grins.

Darkmane silently moves to a suitable spot for him and turns so he can keep an eye on the majority of the group with his arms crossed, a wry smile on his lips as he simply waits for something or other to happen if anything.

A low rumble rolls through the heavens, causing the stuffy air within the tent to quiver perceptibly.

Anba_Hor finally grows impatient, "Somebeast speak! I have rendezvous to coordinate, messengers to send. I must know what to tell them, so naturally I don't have all evening." The fox's white eyes illuminate upon Stubb.

Stubb turns a Cheshire smile upon the group. His composure is complete, despite the pressure of the situation, despite the humidity. "Oi understan' dere's a bi' of confusion 'roun' our... particular mo'ives." He threads his fingers and lets his paws fall to his midriff. "Oi s'pose 'Actor an' oi 'aven' been entoirely... forfroigh'. Tha fac' is tha' dis army's purpose is to go after Redwall Abbey."

Amos holds his tongue, stiffling another yawn and turning to see the horse. He wanders over in his direction while keeping any eye on the weasel, "So how was Dangy last ya saw her?" Murmering this in as he listens to the weasel.

Stubb stares daggers at Amos. "You go' somefin' more importan', ma'e? Don' le' me trouble you!"

Amos breaks contact with the horse and stares back at the weasel cooly, "Why don't'cha say sumethin' that I don't know then yo Stubby."

Anba_Hor shouts, "Great! Wonderful news. And Hactor as abbot, then? Any objections?" The fox raises his paw.

Darkmane kneels slightly so he is more on size with Amos and the rest before speaking very softly in return to him"Less drunk then when I met her at the inn, up until now there have been a lack of proper alcohol to get a hold of since her whiskey bottle is empty, aside from that I'd say she is quite well." His lips quirking slightly as he looks over at Stubb with a furrowed brow "That redwall is the target seems to already be a rumor outside the encampment considering that intruder the other night." A slight shrug of his shoulders "I'd focus more on the explaining since I'm fairly sure both Amos and I are quite capable of hearing ya"

Stubb's face darkens bitterly. "Oy. Oi ain' finisht. 'Actor's plans are 'is own, can' say oi trouble moise'f wif tha details a wha' 'e's go' in da works. Wha' oi do know is da' you lo', most a ya... You ain' goin' wif 'im."

"Alright, now ya gots my attention, " The wildcat grins, "Where we's going then mista Stubbly, I reckon ya got plans yourself then if ya ain't going to commit ya self to this crazy plan."

(Anba Hor is taken by surprise, "Most? Well, /I'm/ certainly not going to leave his sight for one second, seeing as he'll be mostly in charge of... uh, Mossflower? I don't intend from this point forward to hear about his musings from a his little devoted weasel. Where is he now, is he in his tent? I shall have to speak with him.")

The weasel continues to wear the unnerving rictus. "Don' ge' yourse'f in a lather, master fox. Oi don' mean we won' be 'elpin' 'im. Fac', tomorrow oi'll be se'in' off to the Abbey ta to a bi' of, er, research." Stubb pauses. "Wha' oi mean is, we won' be 'avin' a par' of tha... inishul invayshun, if you catch me."

Anba_Hor asks, "We? No, I /don't/ catch you. You don't mean myself as a subset of 'we', do you? Because I do have this army on its way... it would be terrible if we weren't given a proper reception... and if we had to take the abbey a second time. That would be terrible... well, for Mr. Hactor, anyhow. How do you plan to get into the abbey without my contact inside?""

Listening to the weasel he almost forgets about ol' Darky for a moment, turning towards the horse, "Is that so, " Amos smirks, "Can't imagine she was too happy about that... " Turning back to face the weasel, "Scouting eh... yeah ya said something about that before that feller came in to be starting some rukus. Figure that's what me and Dagey will be doing?"

Darkmane smirks in return as he nods to Amos then turns his attention back to Stubb and Anba to watch their exchange in silence, seeing no need to speak unless he got something to say or unless he is adressed.

Stubb brushes off Anba. "Oi don' fink you're the only one in tha room, ma'e. So, nay, oi ain' talkin' 'bou' you. An' 'ow do oi plan to ge' insoide?" He points to Darkmane. "The 'orse 's well known a' the Abbey. Oi've go' a 'are wha's go' tha look of a swee' woodlander abou' 'er. An' oi'm told dey'll open their doors to any as breaves air, long as dey promise to be good!" With this remark, he presses his palms together, eyes wide, in mimicry of praying. The gesture is followed by a derisive snarl. "Tha's 'ow we'll ge' in."

Outside, a flash ignites the night sky, followed presently by a clap of thunder that penetrates the heated atmosphere of the tent.

Laughing erupts like a volcano from the huge fox, and he bends on his knees to try to catch his breath as hardly any of it is being put to use for breathing. "Hahahahahaaaaa oooooh h hahahhahaha, heeeehahahahahaa... you... haha. you can't.... can't be serious!!! Oh! Oh! Hahahaha!!! You think we can just waltz right in after any innocent looking haremaid?!! You practically said /just that/. I wasn't... oh, I wasn't expecting it to be /that/ perfect!! Please... oh... haha... give me something harder to laugh at next time, please do..." He wipes away a tear, "Well, I'll call back that army - you won't be needing them at all, it seems. Huhhahuhahaa... ahhhhhhh..."

Anba_Hor adds, "I suppose you'll hide all your forces behind a hare and a horse. Good luck to you... heheheee..." He sits down, fixing his cloak behind him and wiping another tear away, flicking it on the ground.

Amos eyes the large fox with raised eye browls, looking between him and the weasel, "Crazy feller that one, " He half whispers to the horse, gesturing towards Anba_Hor, "Speaking of hares... Dangy say anything besides her usual complaining about not having booze?"

Rain begins to patter, drumming at first softly and slowly against the canvas. Stubb's laughter joins with Anba's. "Hahahaha! Nuffin' more amusin' dan an 'advisor' wha' can' listen! Aheheh." He smirks, then turns back to Amos. "You know, dis is tha fellow oi to'd you abou'. Tha one wha' fough' 'e cou'd dress up as a vixen! Nevah seen such a fing in all moi loife! Oi don' fink anybeast bu' tha' dumb ol' squi'l falled for it'! Ahaha," he wipes his eye. "No, master fox, tha' ain' tha invasion plan. We're scou'in' ou' tha place, maybe ge'in' our paws on a few val'ables. 'S far as oi know, 'Actor's still stickin' to your plan."

Amos eyes the fox harder, trying to imagine him in a dress, "Can't say I knows why anyone would be fooled, " He mutters.

Darkmane smirks slightly "You'd be surprised at how good some can be at being somebody else." His eyes studying the fox thoughtfully "All it takes is the right tools and some skill at changing your voice, and while my first impression says he has the wrong build I could be wrong"

Amos takes another hard look at the fox, "Suppose so, I'd never be fooled of course... ain't know feller gonna convince me he's a lady."

Stubb winces at the black fox, who seems not to have recovered from his hysterics, despite what the weasel apparently thought were rather well-placed gibes. "Now then. Cat'y Boss. And, er... Oi don' s'pose you'd be int'rested in a spo' of Abbey food too... Er, Darkmane? Was tha' your name, or did oi mis'ear?"

Darkmane nods slightly "Its the name everybody around here knows me by yes" His head tilting slightly to the left as the first part of the question goes unanswered for now allowing the wildcat to answer first.

Amos looks to Darkmane and then back to Stubb, "I guess this feller is with me maybe, seems ta be following Dangy around at any rate, " He grins, "Didn't sign up for no' food no, but how far exactly ya expect to go in your scouting?"

Stubb winks, "Oi've 'eard tell of the Abbey vit'les. Maybe Darkmane can tell us abou' em. Er... la'er, of course. I' won' be long, oi fink. Jes' a quick sur-vey of tha groun's an' tha'."

Anba_Hor finally stops his laughing and completely deadpans. "Good. Because my plan is what will get us in - not a load of 'scouting' as you refer to it. I know the abbey inside and out, why would I need to scout? And... heh, you should have seen the look on Hactor's face when I ripped that vixen's head off of my own. Squirrel? No, I shouldn't think you're right about that. Remember /I/... was Flicktail, Champion of Redwall, and nobeast was all the wiser until at least a few of them had been stuck like pigs." The fox stands and picks his teeth with a splinter from one of the tent poles, "And you can be next..." He jabs at the weasel with it.

Stubb turns coolly to the haughty fox. "Oh, invayded the Abbey before, 'ave you? Tha' certainly makes me more comf'table wif followin' yaw plan, ma'e. Wha's tha' sayin'? Second times tha charm?"

Anba_Hor quickly retorts, "It was an in and out operation, weasel. I have no plans of /keeping/ the abbey this time - Hactor will fall... but I intend to go with whomever I see is next to power. He's lucky in this instance that that would be him."

Stubb frowns. "No' sure why you need us. Did you lose yow, wha's tha name? Yow 'Flicktail' disguise, eh?"

Amos mews, "Aye, the horse would certainly make us look less suspicious, " Amos hrms, thinking, "Maybe Dangy too, ain't sure about her... she ain't likely to be happy without her sword or a fare amount of drink, " He looks to the horse and grins. Then turning to watch the discussion between the weasel and fox. "

Anba_Hor grins, "A disguise is only good once, and I need you because you're here. Why not use you. I'm here, so why not use me. We're all using each other, aren't we? Let's drop the charade. The moment we're inside the abbey, there will be more tensions. We are not all friends as we pretend to be. So... let us put our energies into fooling the abbeybeasts rather than fooling ourselves."

"Besides, technically the Flicktail disguise wasn't my own. It was a decoy, pretending to be me pretending to be Flicktail. And Flicktail slew him, predictably. With that magic sword thing. But he won't pose us a problem this time, rest assured."

Darkmane snorts and shakes his head looking down at Amos "With two beasts knowing the abbey, I somewhat fail to see the need for scouting to be honest since together it wouldn't be hard at all making a map of the interior" a slight shrug of his shoulder as he then surveys the tent "Besides, while he might make a good Flicktail, I do think he would have had some trouble this time tricking his mate since he has found one."

The fox Anba Hor lost him at hello, but Stubb gamely nods. "Aye, well. Oi don' fink oi was doin' much pretendin', ma'e. Bu' oi'll do wha' oi must, an' you do wha' you must, an' we'll all ge' along." Hearing the horse, he produces an exaggerated cough. "Ahem. Orders is orders, Darkmane. 'Soides... there cou'd be... soide benefi's, eh?"

Stubb hastens to add, "Course, you do as you loike. Eivah way, 'Actor 'spects me to go, daybreak tomorrow."

Anba_Hor hmms.

Anba_Hor turns to walk back to his vacant corner of the tent, grinning all the way back.

Amos mews, "Eh, as long as we's be gettin paid I don't care either ways, " Amos shrugs looking at the weasel and then the horse, "Got's to get Dangy sumthing to do too." "

Stubb furtively itches the spot where he was jabbed, then nods to Amos. "'E's go' tha roigh' oidea. Did oi forge' to mention tha paymen'?"

Stubb pulls the, now rather deflated, coin purse from his pocket and swings it gently before him. He then enigmatically twists his paw around so the back faces outward, and when he turns it back, the bag is gone.

"Oh sure..." Anba Hor says, "Why shouldn't you pay them that pitiful little pocket change when you'll have the wealth of the abbey in your own grimy paws?" He jams the splinter into the ground and sets a foot paw upon the flat end, resting his arm on the knee and gesturing to the others, "You all should be asking for a better share, yes? Or will Stubb and Hactor be free to pay you this insignificant flat rate, only to tax you for living on their land later?"

Darkmane chuckles wryly "A good thing for me I guess that I don't need to worry about the aspect of orders" His lips quirking slightly as he looks down at Amos "I will happy to help Dangeon ofcourse, but I will be advising her against thinking about snatching any valuables...if she can find em." His gaze lifting to look at Stubb "You are ofcourse free to do whatever you will within the abbey, but if you get in trouble I would advice against even considering breaking dangeon's cover to aid yourself or you will have worse things to worry about then the champion and other abbeybeasts"

The rain has now accelerated to a loud, rapid patter.

Amos smirks, "Aye, should certainly be a chore to get her to act proper, " He turns to Stubb, "Assuming that's what we're gonna do? Is just scouting rights?"

"You don' listen well, do you, master fox? Oi a'ready said we cou'd ge' /our/ paws on val'ables." Stubb pauses to look over Anba's dark countenance. "'Course, anyfin' you know 'bou' wealf of da Abbey wou'd be most helpful."

"I know that what you say isn't always what you mean. I listen to actions, not boasts and promises. Their wealth is hidden all around, in places vermin such as we wouldn't expect - in their dishes and plates, in their larders, on the very walls... if you imagine piles of currency and chests of gold, well, they have no use for that. What they have use for they put the wealth of the abbey into making. And of course..." He chuckles, "The creatures themselves are excellent tradesbeasts, second to none in their crafts - they could be put to use /manufacturing/ wealth."

Darkmane sighs deeply as he gently rubs the sides of his head with his hands in silence

The wildcat listens to the discussion sleepily, eyeing the horse but keeping to himself as he looks about the tent. He eventually settles for a bed of something soft and falls asleep.

Stubb absorbs Anba's information with a sober expression. "Roigh'." He smiles. "Oi fank you, though tha'll prove more useful t' 'Actor, oi 'spect. Now den, oi'd best be off, 'fore moi tent blows away."

Anba_Hor nods, not really paying attention anymore. He just stares at the weasel with unsettling, unblinking eyes, analyzing what might be the best way to dissemble the parts of said weasel without completely killing it. There's no shame in this fox - he just lets imagination run rampant.

Stubb looks back at Anba, imagining the different ways to prepare fox meat salad.

Anba_Hor looks back at Stubb, feeling warm and fuzzy inside.

Darkmane watches Amos head off and fall asleep, then turns his gaze to the leaving weasel "Be carefull that you don't blow away trying to get to it." His lips twisting into a wry grin before he furrows his brows thougthfully and goes silent.

"Oi've no' much of a taste for gold, Darkmane. 'Course, i' sui's a purpose, don' it?" Stubb scans the room. "Well, er. Oi wagah 'Actor'd wan' ta see you." He turns and unties the knot holding the door fast.

Anba_Hor sighs, "I expect he will, then. Enjoy your visit to beautiful Redwall tomorrow, weasel." The fox winks.

The door whips open, admitting a spray of rainwater into the tent. Stubb offers a final wave and a wink of his own before slipping outside and into the darkness.

Darkmane watches Stubb leave the tent before he shakes his head "Now then, this is going to end most interestingly I think" His gaze shifting over on Amos to make sure he is safely asleep before finally resting it on the fox.

Anba_Hor folds his paws, looking back at Darkmane. He grins, "What, you don't trust me with your sleeping friend? Can't say I blame you, haha..." He exits, bowing to Darkmane.

Darkmane gives his head a final shake as he mutters something about doomed before he steps outside the tent since his selfappointed duties require him elsewhere.

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The spy meets some new..."friends"

2017-11-19T21:02:44Z

Riverdale:

FV:Marketplace
This is probally one of the busy areas of Ferravale during mid-day as a couple shops are here selling there wares and an area set for fruits and veggies to be sold and other goods from carts and stands.Guards wander by many times to help keep the peace and make sure laws are not broken. The area is well kept and keep clean. You can stay a while or head back to the center of town.
Exits: [P]ottery [S]hop, [Sh]oemaker, [B]akery, [S]eamstress [S]hop, [A]nise's [S]pices, [B]lacksmith [S]hop, [C]arpenter's [S]hop, [N]orth

It's late afternoon and Ferravale is rife with activity. Beasts wander hither and thither going about their business, all of them ignoring the otter lounging outside the carpenter's shop. He's found a chair someplace and set it up in a nice ray of sunlight which he is taking full advantage of. His eyes are closed and he's leaned the chair back onto two legs, head resting against the wall. He's got an awkward looking bandage on his right shoulder and underneath his shirt there is a strange bulge indicating perhaps another bandage. He sighs peacefully and shifts, a contented smile on his face.

From the woods comes noise.

It is hard to tell what could make such noise..

Sticks break, birds scream in indignation.

There is a lot going on in town and the subtle noises from the outskirts really don't bother Zocalo. He twitches a little and his mouth drops open. He starts to snore slightly.

After a few minutes of this, Wyld steps out. For a moment she stands there, sun baithing her filty body. But then the kit spots Zoca. And with slow, and disturbingly controled footstops she walks towards the otter. In her wake, she drags a rope tied to one foot and the pulpy remains of a bag of sorts.

From the trees comes a nearly silent flapping emerges from the cocophany of angry bird noises. Slowly, gracefully, an ebony raven comes into veiw. Lenore circles high above the creatures on the ground, reveling in her ability to fly.

Zocalo continues snoring. He is perfectly at peace right now. And a little bit sore. And tired. And not wanting to clean up the carpenter's shop from the debacle yesterday.

Is young, not quite an adult. Somehow though, she manages to stomp up the steps on the porch. She looks at Zocalo, resting so peacefully. So happy. Her tiny teeth grind her her maw, as she musters her strength. In one grunt, she lifts the sack high abover her head, letting the shadow fall over Zoca. Anger pulsating in waves, she tries to drop it on him. OTTERS are the WORST ever! (Wyldheart)

"Whoaaaggh!" Zocalo falls over sideways trying to avoid the bag and chair and otter crash to the ground. "Aaagh!" He yelps, grabbing his severely injured side and shoulder. He grimaces and catches sight of Wyld. "Hey! What'd you do that for, you crazy cat? Can't you see I was sleeping?"

Lenore looks down on the spectacle below with an amused smile. Landing on the roof of the carpentry shop, she caws (a rather eerie sound) and says, "Good day."

WyldHeart flings one finger, pointing at Zocalo's face. Filth, spatters on the wall right next to Zocalo's head. "I am never goin to Redwall again! NEVER." She opens her mouth to continue her rant, when she hears the caw. Something seems to snap within the young cat, and she screaches. "EAGLES! EAGLES....Eeeeeaaaaaaggggllleeess!" And, she does everything she possibly can, to shove herself under the fallen otter and bag. Oh, and she is once again a poofy cat.

Zocalo finds himself jolted and thrown by the fluffy cat throwing herself at him. He's pushed over again and is now lying flat on his back in the dirt which gives him a pretty good view of the roof. He arches an eyebrow and squints. "Uh...I think that's a crow? Or raven?" Either way, it's not an eagle so the cat can stop. He uses one paw to push himself away from the dirty Wyld. "Helloa!" He calls up to the bird in question. "Can I..uh, help you?" Because he looks so helpful right then, lying in the dirt, avoiding a cat.

Lenore is shaking with silent mirth as she shakes her head. "I don't need help, but you sure look like you do." she raises her wings and gracefully flies off the roof, landing beside the prostrate otter.

WyldHeart calls every bird she see's an eagle. And though she was not stabbed by angry ferrets, she sure had a rough couple of days. When she fails to throw herself under Zocalo, she settles for the sticky, bug laiden remains of the bag. She throws it over herself, it only covering her upper body. Her feet stick out and shake.

Zocalo looks at Wyld curiously for a few seconds then shakes his head and turns to the huge bird. "Um...I think I'll be okay." He nods, sits up and brushes his arms off. Then he stands up and rights the chair which he places in front of Wyld because that seems like something she wants. "You've caught us at a bad time." Z says to the raven apologetically.

Lenore nods as if bad times were the most natural thing in the world. "No need to explain. I'm Lenore, by the way." she says, bowing in a very bird-like fashion.

WyldHeart tries to draw one leg up into the bag, and after a few failed attempts she sucseess. Book pulp oozes out on the left side, along with a rather large beetle. The cat then attempts to draw her last leg up into the bag. After alot of teetering and twitching, she falls over on her side with a loud thunk.

"I'm Zocalo." Says the otter. "And that's....Wyld." He finishes, just as the cat falls over. There is a slight awkward pause before he continues. "What brings you to Ferravale, Lenore?" Quick, changing the subject!

Lenore watches as the wildcat falls over and clacks her beak. "I'm a wanderer. I can never stay in 1 place for very long." shetilts her head as only a bird can and adds, "Is there something wrong with your friend?"

"No. She's fine." Believe it or not. "She just got back from Redwall and from what I can't tell she's had a pretty rough go of it." Zocalo stands with his hands in his pockets, still taking in the sun. No mention of the fact that he was supposed to have gone with her and probably could have helped prevent whatever happened from happening.

WyldHeart tries to become one with the canvas. Inside the bag she goes limp, she also tries to quiet her hyperactive breathing. The only thing that does remain stiff is her tail, which along with her backside sticks outside the bag. From within the bag though, is a loud buzzing. At first, it seems as startled as the cat, but then very quickly it gets /angery/.

Lenore blinks. "Is that a wasp in with the dibbun?" She looks slightly concerned.

"Well...she is a cat so I think she's...purring?" Cautiously, Zocalo takes a step back from the cat-in-the-bag, not wanting to be anywhere near her if she explodes.

WyldHeart finally hears the buzzing, and starts to freak out as one should. But, as all of herself is in the bag but a leg, she is rather stuck. But the young cat will try! So, with the one free leg she starts kicking. This motion causes the bag to rotate in a long wobbly circle on the porch. From inside the bag, the buzzing grows more fearce!

Zocalo isn't sure how to help. Short of picking the cat up and shaking her out of the bag, there really isn't anything he can do. And, unfortunately for that plan, he's not in any condition to be picking beasts up. But then...there is a raven here... He looks over at Lenore as if he's going to say something but changes his mind and clamps his mouth shut. No..bad, bad idea. So he'll just watch.

Lenore glares at the otter, then launches herself at the bag, pecking and ripping at it, trying to open a hole. It had better work.

WyldHeart is now being attacked from within the bag and from outside it! And as she should, Wyld howls and kicks, screaming. After a few sure pecks from the Raven, the bag (rather, what is left of it,) does indeed explode. Bits of paper, cardboard and glass tinkle down from the sky. Wyld herself lays on her back staring blankly at the porch ceiling.

Zocalo actually facepaws. "Wait...don't..." He says belatedly. A piece of paper which reads 'wood ca' lands on his forehead and he peels it off carefully. Since it's soaked in something sticky it takes him a bit to get it off he paw and he stands there for a few moments attempting to shake the sticky cling-on off. "Right then." He says. "You alright, Wyld?"

Lenore was not expecting the explosion, and caws as she is propelled backwards. She gets back on her feet -- and is covered in disgusting former-book pulp and bugs. She says not a word.

WyldHeart chews a bit, then spits out the remains of a honey bee. "Dun' lik' beefs." She says with a swollen tongue and cheek. She turns to look at the bird, then at the otter, then at the bird again. She freezes!

Zocalo immediately tries to reassure the bird, knowing that chances are this is not the worst thing, nor the most embarrassing thing, that has happened to Wyld in the last two days. "She's going to be alright. Don't worry."

Lenore slowly picks a bit of paper from her wing and holds it like it's some evil, deadly parasite. Dropping it, she goes to take off, saying in a shocked monotone, "I need to go find a river. A nice, wet one." She takes off... and is soon gone.

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Visit from Byron

2017-11-19T21:02:22Z

Riverdale:

Byron, Fiagai and Galah are played by Dylan

Obviously I play Derrin and Rorgan :D

The sun shines on Arundal, the birds are signing, the insects are buzzing, and the mob gathering around the county jail is armed with pitch forks and clubs. Ever since Arundal's mayor has been arrested on charges of treason, rackiteering, bribery, conspericy to commit murder, and mass murder the town has decended into chaos. And with out a leader to reign it in the town is boardering on anarchy. The mining village of Silver Valley is no worse off but to be honest the vermin town is already in a state of uproar that a few more fist cuffs between beasts goes largely un noticed.

Making his way through the maze of shanti houses and dirt roads a lone figure in a thick brown wool cloak arives at a simple house in the center of town. Although no matter what Byron wears to disquise himself it will never truely disquise his form. The fox knocks on the door where the sounds of joyfull mirth and laughter pause. He knocks again, this time more forcefully while nervously glancing about the street before the door opens, The otter inside sighs and rubs her eyes, "And what do /you/ want?" Galah says, contempt barely withheld in her voice.

Almost instantly standing by this otter's side is another younger male otter who shares his mother's stern look. "Mother...are you sure we should even be talkin' t' him?" He asks cautiously, watching Byron with his cold gaze. Inside the house, this otter's brother and their father sit at the table. "I think you would really love t' meet Ink, pa. She's very nice, an' she even has skill with a bow..." He pauses for a moment, thinking. "I think so anyway..."

The fat bellied fox gives Derrin a hurt look. "But I thought we were friends! Remember that time, I lead you all into a trap at arrow point and was givin the order to kill you all but didn't? Or that time I saved your life from my guards out of the kindness of my heart?" Galah sighs, "Byron, just say what you want." The fox responds cheerfully, "A place to stay...just for a few hours..." The fox gives them a pleading look with large puppy dog eyes. It's almost hard to believe that this fox would ever be the enforcer for a corrupt mayor...almost. Inside Fiagai replies, "Well then go on, tell me about her! Who is she, what is she like? What happened to her last husband?"

Rorgan laughs at the last question. "Well she hasn't had a husband or a mate afore that she's told me, but she's a black otter too, an' she's absolutely beautiful. Lookin' at her is like starin' straight at the most brilliant of suns..." Just thinking about it causes the otter to begin daydreaming, smiling to himself. Back at the door, Derrin scowls. "An' wot d'ye need t' stay here for?" He asks with a hard tone.

"Probibly from that angry mob I hear in the city. Is that your name they are calling to hang by your tail?" Galah teases merclessly. The fox chuckles, "Yes yes, the woodlanders and vermin have finely put asside their differences and come together to lynch me, it's hilarrious. Now can I /please/ come in? The longer I stay out in the open the more chance I will get an arrow in my back." Galah sighs again as the fox looks about nervously, finely she waves the fox in, "Fine, but only because you asked nicely." At the table Fiagai chuckles, "Sounds like you got bit by the love bug pretty bad, now you..." he narrows his eyes as Byron enters, "What is HE doing here?"

Derrin simply shrugs, giving the fox a distasteful look as he walks back to the table to sit down. "The rest of the city has decided they want t' lynch this pathetic excuse for a fox, an' now he's crawlin' t' us fer protection. I say we tie him up an' put him outside the door." Rorgan raises a fist in agreement. "Aye!" He says.

Byron narrows his eyes and crosses his arms, "I should probibly remind you both that that whole lynch mob is your fault. In case you forgot I could have easily ordered my men to slaughter each and every one of you, sure Tavis would have entered and killed us all for doing so, but hey! Look! You're all not dead!" The fox smirks, "I figure you owe me at least one favor." Fiagai stands from the table, "We don't owe you a blasted thing fox. It's your own fault the town wants to lynch you. Or did you forget all those times you roughed people up for their 'tax' money."

The twins simply growl in reponse, knowing that what their father is saying is true, as they had seen it firsthand. "An' if this mob figures out we're hidin' you here, wot then? I hope you don't expect us t' keep you here if the mob comes askin' fer you." Rorgan's tone is rather hard like his brothers, but with more of an icy edge to it, as though he wouldn't hesitate to follow through with whatever he threatens.

The hefty fox sighs, rubbing the back of his grey furred neck, "Listen. I got this far in life being able to 'read the wind' so to speak. I can see my life here is over. All but a pawfull of my deputies have fled, the town is in an uproar without a leader, and there are plenty of beasts here itching for a chance to settle some scores. The only reason Edwin hired me in the first place was so the vermin couldn't complain about 'not having enough voice' in the towns afairs...most of the vermin here are probibly part of the lynch mob by the jail." The fox's tone turns back to pleading, "But I can't just walk away either, Tavis has his militia goons waiting at the exits, just waiting for me to step outside of town. I know I can't stay here, but...please, can you help me get out of Arundal?" The fox whimpers as he taps his paws together.

Dylan room-pages, "feel free to leave him hi and dry or help him out, its your choice :D".

Rorgan narrows his eyes along with Derrin. Clearly, neither otter trusts the fox, but Derrin finally looks at his mother, then to his father, asking, "Should we really help this furball?" Rorgan snarls in response, shaking his head. "I don't think he deserves a single bit of our help."

The fox whimpers and whines, "If you can live with that, then so be it. You should also keep in mind that he has to be pretty desperate to come to US for help, isn't that right Byron?" The old otter raises an eyebrow to Longtail and the fox sighs, "I...don't have anyone else to turn to. I kind of lost all my contacts and hide outs when I helped you turn the mayor in. I guess that little act of beastly decency has done me in...right?" He laughs nervously trying to hide away his growing fear and stress.

Derrin watches the fox evenly, making sure to let no emotion show in his gaze. "I do s'pose arrestin' the mayor gave you some redemption after all..." Rorgan looks over at his brother. "You can't seriously be suggestin' that we help this fleabag, can you?" He demands.

Byron yelps with joy. He wags his tail as he envelops Derrin in a giant foxy bear hug. "I knew you guys were the best! Oh thankyouthankyouthankyouhankyou."

Derrin makes a terrified meeping sound as the fox wraps him up in a rather tight hug. "Ack! Agh...alright, you can show yer excitement widdout touchin' me, thankee."

Byron lets the beast go, patting him on the shoulder, "Sorry, me wolf blood got the better of me there. Did I ever tell you I was related to wolves?" Galah shakes her head and laughs, "Oh don't start that again Byron. Just because you say it enough doesn't mean its true." Then to her sons Galah replies, "So now that you have both decided to save the sheriff, how do you plan to go about it? Where will you take him? How will you get there?" Fiagai laughs as he approaches his wife and gives her a hug from behind as Byron nods his head and replies, "That...is a good question, I know Tavis doesn't have THAT many beasts with him, but the few he does are watching the exits to the north and south of Arundal, in Beggar's pass."

This is certainly something the twins need to think of for sure. They had known saving the sheriff would be difficult, but it would take a large amount of thinking to find a way to sneak Byron out of this place given his size. "We'll need t' think about it.." says Derrin slowly. Suddenly, Rorgan snaps his fingers in revelation. "Wait! Do you have a cart?" He asks, looking at his parents.

The fox grins deviously, "The old smuggled out in a cart trick eh? I like it." Their parents shake their heads in unison. "No, but we have friends in town who won't ask us too many questions if you were to borrow one." Galah still trapped in a hug by her husband replies to her husbands comment, "Speaking of friends. How is Variken being treated in jail?" The fat fox shifts his weight to the side and sighs, "Him? Oh he's fine. Along with Elise and that other fox that lit up the warehouse. You should hear the shouting matches Variken and Edwin have between bars. Either they will lose their voices first or else I will lose my hearing."

Rorgan looks down at the ground guiltily at the mention of Elise. He felt responsible for her father's death, which he obviously was, but no matter how many times he told himself that he had done the right thing, he could only think about that look of pain in Elise's eyes and about what it must be like to watch your father get murdered right in front of you. Derrin chuckles softly, not quite noticing his brother. "I can just imagine Variken an' Edwin shoutin' it out!" He puts a paw to his ear as though he is listening to something. "Ah, tis music t' me ears."

The fox chuckles, "If music were a screaming match between two beasts seperated by iron bars then yeah, I suppose it is." The elderly otters look between each other. "Music to my ears will be not be having to listen to this fox anymore." Fiagai says as he lets go of his wife. "I'll know the tavern keeper here in Silver Valley, I'll go talk with him and ask him if he is making a run out of town today. Meet me at the tavern in an hour."

Derrin nods to his father. "Alright. I trust you'll be comin' with us?" He asks. Meanwhile, Rorgan suddenly makes his way to the door, where he exits without a word. He simply needs time alone, and he knew it wouldn't help to tell anyone about why.

Fiagai raises an eyebrow to this and sighs at the look his wife gives him. It wasn't easy for them to watch their son go to battle with Henri either. Oh he deserved what he got but to watch their son kill him, it wasn't exactly the most pleasent memory they will have. "I'll go talk with him." He says, following the otter out. Byron stands there, paws on his hips, wagging his tail. "So...what are you having for lunch?" He asks as the door is shut behind Fiagai

Derrin curiously watches his father walk out the door, but decides against questioning his mother about it. "Well we haven't quite planned fer that yet, but we were just gettin' around t' that, so I s'pose it's up fer discussion." Outside, Rorgan turns as he hears the door open behind him, and he sighs as he spots his father. He had no wish to be rude to the older otter, but he really wished to be alone more than anything else. Silently, he turns back around, walking through the maze of shacks.

Fiagai follows his son, falling into step with him, "Hey boy, wait up. You can fallow me to the Fat Dragon Saloon. He owes me and Galah a few favors, we can borrow the cart he uses to go to market." The otter continues to walk forward, "It never gets easy, taking a beasts life I mean. But I have a feeling you already know that."

Rorgan sighs, looking straight down at the ground. "I do...an' it's never bothered me before, but the look Elise gave me before she was led away.." He shakes his head. "I can't get the image out of my head."

Fiagai nods his head, "Good. The moment it doesn't bother you to take a life is the moment you know that something is wrong with you." The otter sighs, "I was a forrester, I hunted bandits for a living in the woods. Some beasts found the job easier if you just few vermin as...vermin. Sure, they are a different species, and I can guarrentee that those I didn't bring back alive got what they deserved...sometimes. Sometimes I relive the moments in my head and think, what could I do differently. The feeling never really goes away...but it does get better."

Rorgan can hardly think of anything to reply with. "I know it does, but still...I've gotten so used t' killin' that it's not much of a problem fer me or Derrin, but..." He stops, at a loss for words. "I know wot I did was right, but I can't help but see Elise's face every time I try t' tell myself that."

Fiagai raises an eyebrow, "What makes you think it was right? Somebeasts kill for food, other for self defence, and the list goes on. In the end a beast loses his life, a family loses a son, a son loses a father, a brother loses his brother, and a village loses a friend. Even the worst warlord has a mother and father. But you simply didn't have a choice this time. Henri would have killed you if you hadn't killed him. It doesn't make it right, it was just the lesser of two evils in an impossible situation." The two otters arive at a run down saloon. "Wait here son, they know me in there but, the beasts here don't take kindly to woodlanders."

Rorgan narrows his eyes at the saloon for several moments, but he nods finally. "Alright." He says. After a moment, though, he suddenly calls, "Da!" scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

The otter pauses at the door with it half open, "Yes Rorgan?"

Rorgan suddenly runs forward, wrapping his arms around his father in a tight hug. "I'm..uh..really happy I found you an' ma, an'..er..thanks fer the talk. It really helped."

Fiagai stands there awkwardly. He isn't sure what to do in this situation until fatherly instincts finely kick over and he returns the hug, "I'm glad too." He breaks away, "Now wait here, I won't be long." The otter disappears into the saloon. True to his word ten minutes later he appears again around the corner of the tavern waving Rorgan to follow. Behind him is a small push cart filled with straw and its owner. The large green scaled monitor lizard stands behind Fiagai with his arms crossed over his chest. The lizard perhaps is just about as portly as the sheriff, but filled with muscle and a grizzled look that says he ain't afraid to crack some skulls when needed.

Rorgan quickly jogs over to where the lizard and his father are waiting, showing no signs of being cowed by the presence of a lizard, or any reptile for that matter. He had dealt with many lizards in his time. Far too many in his opinion, but at least he had ample experience. "Are we goin' back t' the house first then, or do we have somethin' else we need t' do."

The old otter chuckles, "It would look kind of odd if we brought it to the house. Tarloc here is going to send a runner out of town to gather supplies shortly, you and Derrin can smuggle our fine fat friend out then." The heavy set monitor lizard holds up his claws, "I don't want to know what you are planning. If I don't know, I don't have to lie for you. Just bring my runner back in one piece." The large reptile lumbers off back towards his saloon.

Rorgan watches the lizard leave for several moments before turning to his father. "He said t' bring his runner back in one piece...are we escortin' somebeast?" He asks curiously, itching for some action to distract his guilt-ridden mind. "Not that I have a problem with that," He adds hurriedly, forcing a smile.

There is a loud voice from the tavern, "Hey Shrimp! Comm'ere." There is a shrill yell as a small lizard comes flying out of the saloon doors landing on his face in the mud. The reptile is smaller than Rorgan by a head, he has red scales and a black underbelly. He has some weight to his brown sackcloth clothed middle but he has slimmed down considerably since the last time they met. Trsk rubs at his head as he mutters, "Stupid...lizard...treat a king this way...I'll hskrs hsss hisck and boil tail in soup!" he shouts in english and his own language. He looks up at Rorgan and his eyes widen with jaw dropping terror.

Rorgan simply cannot stop his own eyes from widening as well. "Uh...are you the runner?" He asks, trying hard not to make it too aparent that he knew the lizard at all. He had already told his father about his adventure in the lizard tunnels, sure, but he certainly hadn't expected it to follow him here.

The little lizard points a shaky claw at Rorgan, "You! What are you doing here!" Obviously the beast has learned how to speak beastly languages, if a bit rough at it. He is wearing a brown sack cloth shirt and pants. Gone are his gold, his jewels, his kingly appearence and well fed body. Fiagai raises an eyebrow, "Friend of yours?"

Rorgan looks rather caught off guard rather than mad or anything else. "Uh...remember that story I told you about the lizard who helped me out of the lizard tunnels when this tribe was goin' t' eat me?" He asks, hoping that would answer his father's question.

The otter nods his head, "Oh! This must be hrsk. Pleasure to meet you little guy Im..." The lizard makes a loud hiss, clutching at his head, "Don't Say Name! Hrsk is hated brother! He ran me off thrown with new king! Was going to make me into stew!" The otter nods his head again saying, "Oh." This time in completely different context, "THAT lizard."

Rorgan chuckles lightly, looking ready to run a knife through the lizard's throat. "Aye, that lizard. He figured eatin' me would give his beasts my 'strength', but Hrsk helped me out of there."

The tiny lizard cross his arms, turning away and sticking his tounge out at the otters, "You would have given them indigestion." He sighs, "It...doesn't matter anymore. Hrsk came back, back with new king, new champion. Big wild cat beat my champion...I am no longer king...I am no longer Trsk, I am..." he sniffles, "Shrimp." A loud voice calls out from the saloon. "Hey Shrimp! Are you done lolly gaggin or what? Get a move on!"

The older otter just shakes his head, "I'll go collect your brother and Byron." He stiffles a laugh. He almost wishes he was going with them...

Rorgan pats his father on the shoulder. "Bring ma too. We're goin' t' find a place fer you guys when we get back to Mossflower!" He sounds almost excited, like he was expecting his parents to join them.

The otter pauses in step, "Son..." this is not the time or place for this particular problem, "Not this trip, ok. We can talk about that later. Now that Edwin is behind bars we don't have to hide anymore...and one doesn't just leave everything they own behind on a whim." He laughs, "But yeah, me and the wife have talked about moving. Now you wait here and watch the cart while I get your brother, and you, Trsk, don't try to eat my son while I'm away." Trsk hrumps and crosses his arms, muttering something in his own language.

Rorgan looks almost taken aback, but he sighs and nods. "Alright. I'll be right here." He sighs again, leaning against the cart with his arms crossed. "An' Trsk...try t' eat me, an' you'll be missin' yer throat."

The lizard yelps and quickly disappears around the corner of the wagon. Silver Valley may be a maze but it doesn't take long to walk through especially for one who knows it well. Byron is not one of those beasts however and he seems to stick out like a sore thumb even in his cloak as he nervously walks through the streets towards the tavern.

Derrin doesn't quite feel that comfortable walking next to what was basically a fugitive out in the open like this. "Don't act so nervous, Byron. It only makes you look more suspicious, " He says to the fox.

The fox snaps back, "Nervous? I'm not nervous! Why would I be nervous? I'm only walking through an entire village that has decided to disown me and threatened to decorated the south wall with my hide if they ever had the chance. No, not nervous at all!" The fox looks around, rubbing at his paws, "So...we all set?"

Derrin nods in reply. "Aye. Da said that Rorgan is waitin' at the tavern with Trsk an' a cart. We're goin' t' put yer fat hide in there, an' see wot happens." He cracks his knuckles casually, chuckling. "It should be quite entertaining."

The fox sighs, the things one does to save ones own hide. He briefly wonders what would have happened if he had killed them all like he originally planned. ...then Tavis would have come in a moment later, and killed them all. Lovely thought. It almost makes the events of the week bearable...almost.

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Epic Escape( An Lp Log)

2017-11-19T21:02:03Z

Riverdale:

===Some Basement somewhere where a captive hare and fox are, they end up getting free but it’s not an easy task or a boring one either!!! ===

"Well this bites." Vannon sighs as he hangs by a rope wrapped about his paws from the ceiling. The poor vulpine was in a sorry state. His clothes were a mess and his fur was unkempt. Their captors were a little sparse in terms of providing creature comforts for their victims, but for all their flaws they kept the hare and fox fed and watered.

As much consolation as it was to know they were most likely going to make them into coats at the end of all this anyway... The prisoners are alone for right now in the dark and somewhat damp basement of the building. The occasional creek of the wood floor above suggests there are at least 2 beasts in the building, possibly more.

Flint has been listening to the sounds above and trying to pinpoint where the lizards are. He still has his paws tried behind his back, but they are a little more lose than they were before. “You have a poor attitude chap and that gets you nowhere"

"I would say the bindings over my paws get me know where, /chap/." The fox says in agitation, "And your cheerful optimism hasn't paid out yet either." The fox squirms a bit where he hangs then sighs, "I always knew it would come to this. Poor cousin Lenard was stewed by lizards and also turned into a coat...and so was Chester, Vix, Brussels..." Vannon pauses to think for a moment, "No, no, Brussels was eaten by mice...I'm fairly sure...possibly. Eh, it's hard to keep track of. Either way, I should have known this was going to happen..."

Flint raises an eyebrow "I don't think mice eat fox meat, unless they were bally well strange mice and I am not too happy bein' here either. I went ahead and helped you and this is wot bally well happen to me and we been here how many days?"

"I lost count..." The fox sighs, "Look for what it's worth, yes, I am willing to admit that this /may/ be my fault. I'm fairly sure at least 80% of the blame is mine...possibly 60%..." The fox takes a deep breath, "But I am..." He chokes for a moment, "S-so...ssss...sooorrry for getting you involved. But if we don't find some way out of this mess I AM 100% sure they will kill us."

Flint nods as he tries to loosen the binds on his paws some more as he speaks "Anything in here....flint and stone? Some sort of thing to light something to see..weapon of any sort?"

The fox peers at the poorly lit room around them. "I see...empty crates, a few smashed ones, the brick walls are in poor repair...oh and tons of spiders. If you could work your way towards the crates then, maaaaaaaaaaaybe you could find something to cut your bonds. Unless you can find a loose brick..."

Flint sighs, he then looks around they are close to a wall. He takes a deep breath and goes to make the chair move using his foot paws and a few rough jerks of his body till he suddenly falls sideways with a yelp. He groans as a trail of blood forms on his forehead and blinks a few times as he looks to where he fell" ouch..." tilts his head when he sees a broken piece of brick and grins as he wiggles and scoots best he can so that piece of brick is in his paws and he starts to slowly move it across the ropes so they be cut off.

The fox cringes at the hare, "Or, you can just dig our way out by bludgeoning your head against the ground. Brilliant!"

The process for cutting the rope is slow, but it's /progress/.

Flint is a bit grumpy, "Just..be quiet. I am trying to get my paws free of this darn..rope." He works with the broken brick and grumbles once as he cuts his finger some but he has to try and keep going and he does so for about an hour and his paws are getting tired and very sore, but they are loosened more now.

Vannon can relate. His arms and wrists feel /horrible/ from hanging here. It doesn't keep him from whistling though as the hare works. With little warning Vannon pauses and gasps, "Someone's coming!" he hisses to the hare shortly before the door to the cellar bursts open.

"Rise and shine darlings!" Comes the voice of the lead kidnapper. He steps downward followed by Tska, a very portly red scaled lizard and Jim, the scrawny green reptile who walks with a hunch and wears an almost perpetual scowl across his face.

"And how are you lot this fine morning eh?" Says the smug yellow scaled lizard in the lead. He steps lightly, claws folded behind his back.

Flint stops what he is doing for now. His paws are very lose but he keeps them where they are, even though he could finish breaking the ropes on his own. He looks over at the lizard and narrows his eyes but is otherwise silent.

The lizards hardly notice. Tska leans against the door frame, arms crossed over his chest, tail crossed over his legs. Jim just nervously rubs at his wrist in the far corner as the lead kidnapper steps closer, "What? No good mornings to me? Not even a quip from our sarcastic foxy friend." He wraps his claws around Vannon's muzzle and shakes him a bit.

"I'm saving them for when my boss comes to make you into luggage." The fox says with a smile.

"Yeaaaaaaaaaah...about that." Jim says from the back, "It's been over a week now, I'm fairly sure that they aren’t coming."

"Nah, that's just Jak being sly and devious. He probably already has beasts staking out this joint as we speak!"

"Uh. Actually he pretty much told us we could keep you..."

"Seriously?" Vannon whimpers then says with a gulp, "D-does that mean..."

"Don't worry," The lead lizard pats the fox on the head, "You won't be stewed alone. Not if the Long Patrol keep dragging their boots with /his/ ransom too. Tell me hare, does Long Patrol stand for taking a /long/ time." The reptile laughs at his own joke, even when the others don't.

Flint glares as he moves his fingers some and goes to slowly get more of the rope broke as he speaks, "I be sure they are lookin' for me and your be dead soon enough ya foul furless beasts"

The reptile only smirks at the hare. He leans over him and replies softly, "Don't worry, you'll join the ranks of the furless soon enough..." chuckling to himself the lizard turns and walks away, letting his tail brush against the fox's nose as he stalks his way up the stairs.

"Ugh, all this talk of stewing a beast makes me gag." Jim complains.

"Eh, it beats cannibalism." Tska shrugs as he walks up the stairs.

"Heh, very funny Tska." Jim rolls his eyes as he follows and then pauses, "Wait...you were joking, right? Right?" After a moment or two the hare and fox are alone once again.

Flint ignores the urge to break whats left of the ropes and punch the lizard out. He takes a few deep breaths and then goes to pull his paws apart as hard as he can and grunts as the ropes break more and then the just come lose and he sort of tumbles and rolls a little ways from the chair with a cough and groan. His wrists are bleeding and have deep red lines on them, as does his lower arm a little. A couple fingers on each paw bleed from the brick.

The fox grins in delight as he watches the hare get free, "Woot. Great job. Now get me down from here and let's blow this joint!" The fox wags his tail in giddy delight.

Flint studies the fox as he is tied up and frowns. He rubs his paws and goes to look in the crates for any kind of blade to better cut the ropes than just some half broken brick.

Alas that is all there is, half broken planks of wood and loose rocks. "Anytime now." The fox's tail still wags, "You can get me down anytime now. Anytime. No hurry. Just preferably before they come back to turn me into soup. But really, anytime now." His smile is nervous, remembering how he was in a similar position a while ago...and chose NOT to save the hare. But that was all water under the bridge now, right?

Right?

Flint frowns "I was looking for something better to get you lose with." He grumbles and goes over using his paws to loosen ropes on his right paw first and then his right leg. "You can try and help too ya know" He shakes his head "We could throw rocks maybe or slam them in the head with a broken plank of wood.

The fox shrugs, "Well, usually I would just use my teeth to bite through the rope but," He glances down to where his feet are tied off to the ground as well, "I can't really reach either rope." The fox looks up at the ceiling, "Maybe...maybe we don't have to cut the rope. Look." Van gestures with his head to the single lantern in the room hanging from the wall. It's a glass and metal contraption. "If your plan really is to jump someone, I would suggest putting that out..."

The fox shrugs, "Well, usually I would just use my teeth to bite through the rope but," He glances down to where his feet are tied off to the ground as well, "I can't really reach either rope." The fox looks up at the ceiling, "Maybe...maybe we don't have to cut the rope. Look." Van gestures with his head to the single lantern in the room hanging from the wall. It's a glass and metal contraption. "If your plan really is to jump someone, I would suggest putting that out..."

Flint looks at the lantern and goes to break it with a wooden board, it crashes to the floor and he gets the broken glass and uses it to start cutting the rest of the ropes.

The fox's tail continues to wag most happily, "Yes! Yes! That's using yer old noggin. We will make you a bonified fox out of you yet! We will...uh...we will...do you smell something burning?" He turns back to the lantern were a small fire has remained. The burning oil spills across the stone cellar floor which isn't too much of a problem in a stone room, until it reaches the wood of the door frame.

The fire begins quickly, racing up the door frame and threatening to reach the wood ceiling.

"Faster." The fox says, "You must cut FASTER!"

Flint eyes go wide "That..That’s not good." He starts to cut the ropes faster as the flames go up to the next floor and gulps slightly. A small bit of oil is even by another crate that has some a bottle of ale in it, well let’s hope that doesn’t attract too attention to them. He coughs as some smoke starts to fill the room and the ropes are almost cut through...." Try to break them some with teeth"

Up above the lizards are...lounging mostly as their leader tries to figure out their next course of action. So far no one has come to collect their captives, and no one wants to join their gang. Things are...not going according to their fearless leaders plans.

Especially when they start to smell smoke coming from the floor below. "Is that..." Tska gasps as fire races across the floor board.

"Holy...Tska! Jim! The prisoners! Get the prisoners!" The lizards however make no motion to do so, they are already making a dash for the door even as fire races up the walls.

Plumes of smoke begin to raise over Halyard, coming from a small two story house by the docks.

Meanwhile the ropes come free from Vannon's fore paws. He falls with a THWUMP against his fuzzy tail and quickly tries to undo the bindings of his feet. Around them the cellar continues to be engulfed by flames...

Flint frowns, he seems to debate on just leaving the fox here to roast but that would be mean and cruel. He uses the glass to help the fox cut whats left of the rope and goes to race up the stairs “Come on chap we gotta get out of here!" He tries the door and notices right away..duhhhh..it’s locked. He takes a deep breath and goes to slam his shoulder into the door a few times and then gasps as he and the door fall forwards, well seems the fire and his shoulder both helped the door get free. He looks around as fire is starting to spread quickly and there is smoke all around. He coughs and tries to find a doorway.

When the smoke started billowing up from the shack near the docks, it was a pretty good clue as to where something shady might be going down. With the information they gathered previously from the lizards' own admissions, it was really only a matter of time before Jaksor showed up to 'rescue' Vannon. And so it is that the polecat strides resolutely toward the burning shack, John Wesley in tow, his bronze hook gleaming in the sun and dancing with the reflection of the flames that poke energetically from the windows. "Looks about right," He comments expectantly to John Wesley, whose frantic stare is significantly more unsettled than Jaks'. "John Wesley norra get burned-ed forra stoopid Foxface!" He whines, but the boss keeps walking.

Felicity has been doing one last day of spying before going back to the Mountain. She is in her service uniform, but is keeping a brown cloak pulled tightly about her to conceal that fact as much as possible. She's pretty sure she knows where her uncle is being held prisoner, but she wants to be absolutely sure. But then! The she spots the smoke. It's coming from the docks, where she thought for sure the building is. She breaks into a dead run, looping her sling onto her left wrist and loading it, then, drawing her sword, she unwittingly comes up behind the Reaver peoples and tries to politely scoot past them to get to the burning building. She's, like, 99% positive that her uncle is in that building, and no verminish vermin is gonna stand in her way of saving him!

The fox isn't too far behind, coughing as he goes up the stairs, leading into a sparsely decorated living room. The exit to the house is right in front of them. "Just keep moving, we are almost ther-"

The lizard drops from the ceiling into the middle of the floor. His yellow scales are covered in soot and his eyes are wide with madness, "You ruined EVERYTHING!" The lizard stands, hunched over like some combination of sentient being and primal animal, tail flicking behind him and clutching a short sword in his claw. He hisses and lunges at the hare and fox!

Outside the less crazy of the lizards stand in abject shock as they watch the house quickly start to go up in smoke. "Well...so much for that job, right?" Tska whistles low in reply to Jim. Jim continues, "We should probably get going before-" he turns to do just that, spotting the weasel, hare, and Jaksor coming on their way to the house, "Oh ssss-" he gasps

"Ssssssnap..."

Flint has no weapon on him and has no clue where his saber even is. He looks around quickly and spots the first thing he can get his bleeding paws on, and That’s a fancy looking vase he throws at the oncoming lizard and then races towards a spear leaning on a wall and holds it in his paws as he is right by the door now.

Jaksor's hook reaches forward as he lunges for the nearest hissing, stuttering lizard, the tip grabbing hold of whatever it can around the lizard's shoulder area and pulling him close to growl in his face. "Remember me?" The look of abject terror scrawled across the reptile's face confirms that, yes, he does indeed remember. "Scaly-butt say yes-no!" John Wesley cackles with glee, pulling his cleaver from his belt to wave it in the air with manic fury. Back in the poor lizard's face, Jaksor is still snarling. "Is my fox inside? /Is he inside?/" A lean, powerful arm, pawless though it may be, jostles the hob's momentary hostage to stir the long, forked tongue into action.

Felicity sees the polecat do his thing and decides to jump into the fray! Wrapping the straps of her sling around her paw a few times, she leaps forward and swings it like a flexible club at Tska. She then kicks out at him with her strong Runner's legs and goes to hit him with the pommel of her short sword. "Where is my uncle, you worthless piece of sea scum?? Is he in there?!"

Tska turns to the rather high pitched scream of Jim as he blabs out, "It's not my fault! We didn't start the fire! It's not my fault!" The pot bellied lizard then hisses in anger as he takes a blow to the snout from the hare's paw. He steps backward, slapping the kick away from him with his paw and then side stepping the sword hilt strike. "Look on the bright side lass, you have one less birthday party to worry about..." Tska draws his cutlass and goes to strike down the hare.

Meanwhile...

The yellow lizard turns and follows the hare hissing like an animal as he does. With his back turned to him Vannon leaps at the reptile, trying to tackle him. At the last moment the lizard turns again, slapping his thick tail against the fox's side, sending him flying head first into a wall. "I'll send you back to the mountain in pieces hare..." The reptile hisses again before slashing at Flint.

Flint is not too good with a spear but he is trying as he jabs at the lizard. He coughs as smoke enters his lungs and wonders how this lizard is handling smoke so well. He has little room to move and so the claws of the lizard go across his shoulder. He holds back any yelps and goes to stab at the lizard again with the spear as he edges towards the door and the outside.

When Felicity runs in, Jaksor concludes that the whole of the LP may be inbound momentarily and decides that actions need to be kicked up a notch. "John, int' th' fire! Don't let th' long-ears get Vannon!" The polecat slings the dazed lizard away from himself, rushing the front door and smashing it down with a mighty kick. Hopefully Flint wasn't too close. Fire and smoke belches up towards him, framing his figure like some sort of one-pawed harbinger from Hellgates itself. John Wesley remains stupidly outside, smashing his cleaver into the walls and windows, shrieking in his hooligan-ish tongue.

Oh, Tska just had to say that. Lissie roars and swings her loaded sling at him again. She stumbles slightly as she gets hit with his sword (not in a vital place, fortunately, but she's still bleeding), then goes to stab him with her sword, then tries to dart past him into the burning building. "Uncle Flint! I'm here! Eulaliaaaaaaa!!!" Let him know that rescue is here! Even if it's stalled outside because of chubby red lizards.

Twisting like a snake the spear scores a glancing blow across his underbelly and side as Stripes the lizard tries to dodge the hare's attack. He doesn't bother howling in rage, he just continues slashing wildly with his short sword, trying to hack the hare apart. Failing that, his spear.

The lizard pauses mid swing to watch the door burst open and Jaksor stride in like death itself.

In his adrenalin induced state Stripes takes this illustration rather...literally. A loud scream fills the air and he begins to back away, "No...no...it's not...you're not really here! You can't be!"

It's a wonderful distraction from the fox slowly getting off the floor. With a loud growl he leaps again at the lizard who nearly staggers under the fox's weight. "GAAAAAAAAAAH!" he screams as Vannon comes at him like a wild animal, sinking his teeth into his neck and digging his claws into his back.

"GAAAAAAAAAAAH!" He reaches up, pulling the fox over his shoulder where Vannon rolls to all fours, growling.

"You...you are all dead! DEAD!" The lizard gasps heavily before lunging at all three beasts in a mad flurry of sword strikes.

Outside Tska leaps in front of the hare, trying to block her path, "Where do you think you are going little hare? You're fight is with me lass!"

Jim simply curls into a ball and cries before trying to scurry away from this madness.

Flint sidesteps and barely avoids a life threatening injury from both the lizard boss and Jak, he turns and gasps as he sees he image of...well he is not sure what to call it, a nightmare from a dibbun's nightmare is in the doorway. He falls backwards and onto his bottom and then slowly stands again as blood goes down his arm from his shoulder and his paws and wrists are bloody from the rope and brick he used earlier to get free. He goes to try and stand and get to the doorway after the entry is clear again.

With a low growl of primal fury, the scimitar at Jaksor's side comes slithering forth like a foul beast sliding from its lair, licked with flame and wreathed in smoke. The polecat's sinister stride carries him irresistibly forward, leveling a heavy slash at Stripe's face and laying it bare to the bone. His hook, a snare of the underworld, reaches up to the ceiling and latches onto a burning beam. The muscles stand out briefly on his shoulder as the hob drags the flaming chunk of wood free of its moorings and brings it crashing down atop the yellow-scaled reptile, crushing him in a pile of blazing char and ash.

Felicity growls in unadulterated frustration. Oh, it. is. on. "Ffffffine, you bloody excuse for a...a..." She curses uncharacteristically, then attacks, swinging both flexible club (loaded sling) and sword with furious skill, trying to quickly kill him and get it over with. As billows of heat pour from out of the open doorway, the hare maid advances like an avenging whirling tornado of pain and potential death, the light from the flames turning her auburn fur a fiery hue. Blue eyes hard and blazing, she screeches, "To Hellgates with ye! Eulaaalliiiaaaaaaaa!!!"

Tska blocks the first sword blow easily enough, but the sling strikes him in the head causing him to shout in pain. The distraction is enough to let the hare land a strike with her sword across his chest. Back slamming against the door frame behind him the lizard rolls to his side, getting quickly back to his feet.

With one paw clutching his chest he finds himself on the defense now.

Inside Vannon can only watch as Stripes takes the sword to the face, spinning him about and onto one knee, "My eye! My ey-" is about as long as he gets to complain about it before the very building crashes in on him. The floor creaks under him and he falls with the debris into the rising flames below him.

His screams are short lived...

"Time to go!" The fox says, turning for the door. He hesitates again, glancing at the hare. With a twinge of guilt the fox goes to help the hare outside.

Flint gasps as the building is literally falling in on them. He sways and looks ready to pass out, he starts to punch the fox when he is grabbed by the arm and then he notices it's Vannon and groans, the punch is forgotten. Like he could punch anyways as he is too tried to do much but try and stay awake. He gets into the street and collapses coughing roughly and has blood all over his arm from his clawed shoulder. Blood on his paws from a brick and rope marks on his wrists, deep ones as he shivers some. He coughs again roughly and looks at the burning pile of what used to be a building. He groans again as he leans against Vannon and just sort of goes quiet.

Just as quickly and menacingly as he appeared, Jaksor makes off into the city streets, looping his hook through John Wesley's collar as he rounds the corner of the shack and dragging the maniacal little weasel along with him.

Felicity barely sees her uncle make it out into the street before she is attacking the lizard again, swinging at him furiously from left and right.....literally. "NO. BEAST. 'URTS. MY. FAMILY. AND. GETS. AWAY. WITH. IT!!!!" Each word is accentuated by a strike, her rage boiling over like water in a pot over a fire.

The lizard defends to the best of his ability, but each strike comes closer and closer to bringing his death. He doesn't even have the time to make a quip at the hare. Tska cringes with each strike.

The blades clash again and again until the hare hits his sword hard enough to send it flying out of the lizard’s paws. Falling backward onto his rump Tska looks up at his advisory, eyes wide with fear, lips trembling as he hold a paw out in front of him unable to summon the words to ask for parley beyond, "Wait!"

Felicity looks truly terrifying in the light of the flames as she bares her teeth and growls, "Too late!" She whips at him with her sling, then stabs at his chest! And again! And again! And again until he dies....or starts fighting back once again.

"No! W-" Tska gasps and cringes as the blade sinks into his softened flesh. Jim watches from behind a crate the shadow of the lizard thrashing about as the blade impales his figure more than once. In the end his thrashings grow still and the lizard rolls onto his side bleeding out from his chest and belly.

For the fox's part he simply watches, eyebrow raised as the hare goes to town on the beast. He lays Flint out on the ground then backs away from Felicity, slowly until he turns and flees from the burning building. And he thought Jaksor was stabby...

Felicity slumps to the ground, not bothering with the ash that is falling upon her from the blazing building. Breathing heavily, she rests her forehead on her knees and just rests for a little bit. She will check on her uncle in a few moments, and then she will drag the lizard to the nearest tanner...

Flint has not moved since he was laid down by Vannon, in fact it seems he has passes out for a brief moment as that sort of thing can happen when one was in a room of heat and smoke.

Jim gulps at the murder of Tska. "Barbarians...idiots...I told them this would happen..." He quietly slinks away from the scene, rubbing his tail nervously as he goes.

"I tell you the place was around here somewhere..." Rsk says as he rounds the corner. The reptile is reading a crudely drawn map while his companion in crime follows along. The marbled vixen rolls her eyes, "Seriously, why didn't you ask for better direct-" The two stop short as Jim practically runs into them.

"Oh, hey! Jim! We were just coming to find you! Hey, is that job still open? The one for body guard work?" Rsk says happily.

Glancing over his shoulder Jim watches the house go down in flames. "Actually...yes! You're both hired. You're first job is to get me as far away from here as possible..."

Felicity finally looks up at her uncle. After cleaning her blade and putting it and her sling and stone away, she clutches the wound at her side and slowly hobbles over to him. First she needs to get him to the clinic......then she'll come back for the dead lizard's hide.

Flint will remain passed out; his own wounds need tending to, as well as Felicity’s wound or wounds. In fact she will most likely need help getting him and herself to the clinic so it’s a good thing a friendly beaver happens to be passing by and goes to carry the unconcious Flint, while at the same time he walks with Felicity and they are soon at the clinic and the healers can tend to any wounds they have.

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New title: From Runner to Halyard Spy (A Long Patrol log that occured ICly on 3-23-2016)

2017-11-19T21:01:42Z

Riverdale:

This happens directly after this log: [[A_LP_hare_is_being_held_for_ransom.__Because_that_is_what_we_do.__%28A_Long_Patrol_log%29]]

Salamandastron: Leaders' Corridor
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Here is a corridor that is walked by the leaders of the Long Patrol, and
those with business with them, as well. The leaders' dormitories, office,
and lounge is located here, in a corridor of winding length and simplistic
design: cherry wooden doors, staggered torches for light, and a floor,
ceiling, and walls of stone.
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Visible Exits:
[L]eaders' [O]ffice [Out] to Level Two Intersection
[L]eaders' [L]ounge

Hares: Dagda, male. Felicity 'Lissie', female.

It seems like any other afternoon in the Mountain, and Dagda has just finished up his officework for the day, stepping out into the corridor and pulling the door closed behind him. The glimmering torchlight flickers warmly against the walls of the cavern and illuminates the buck and his folder of papers, who releases a sigh of relief as he flees the enclosed space.

His relief may be short-lived, although the stress may be coming because of a different reason. Felicity has just returned from the beach, and she is searching for him. Jogging through corridors, she passes by hares and ignores their greetings; she is on an urgent mission. Turning the corner to the Leader's Corridor, she spots her commanding Major just exiting the office room thing. Perfect. "Majah!" The urgency of her mission is evident in her voice as she slows, coming up to him and throwing a salute. Her blue eyes are filled with worry, and her brow is furrowed.

"Felicity," Dagda replies, turning towards her and returning the salute with his free paw. His brow furrows in similar fashion as he picks up all the cues of alarm she's giving off, studying her face and posture observantly. "Somethin' goin' on down at th' beach?" The sand she's still tracking might be a clue.

Felicity swallows and lets her paw drop. "Aye, sah. I was out for a walk when a lizard approached me. Feanor, who was also there, warned me of 'is presence. The lizard told us that....that 'e and 'is gang 'ave a 'are, an' that if we don't delivah the Badger Lord's weight in gold to the docks in a week, they'll start sendin' 'im back to us in...pieces." She swallows again, trying to fend off her rising panic. "'E said....'e said that the 'are only 'ad one ear, and I fear that it might be....my uncle, sah."

Dagda blinks at the news as it comes pouring out in several disjointed pieces, then starts picking them up and putting it together in an order he's better able to understand one chunk at a time. "So a lizard came an' told y' he's got y'uncle, prob'ly? Hm." The major chews on his bottom lip, considering the situation. "Well I'll tell y' righ' now we're not payin' 'em. Y' pay one kidnappah, three more hares go missin' nex' week."

Felicity's eyes harden. "Aye, sah. I don't wanna pay 'em. I wanna skin 'em and turn 'em into a coat for my sistah....er, if that's alright, sah." She cringes, realizing that she hasn't exactly asked for permission to speak freely. Ooops. She decides to shut up and see if he has any grand ideas....or dumb ones, even. She just shuts her mouth and keeps her more violent thoughts to herself.

"Well, we're prob'ly not skinnin' them f' high fashion purposes, eithah," Dagda answers, although he does seem mildly amused by the prospect. "No, we're gonna find th' blightahs an' get 'im back, an' make sure they don't try anythin' similah again." His solution isn't as bloodthirsty as hers, but the dark note to his voice suggests it has a similar ending.

"I'd like to request permission to join the retrieval group, sah, if at all possible," Lissie says, her paws curling into fists at her sides. "'E....'e's my uncle, an' I refuse to let beasts 'arm what's left of my family without there bein' consequences. I'd like to show 'em that I don't leave my family behind, sah." And she might steal a hide to turn into a coat, but that's another issue that she won't bring up again right now.

"Of course," Dagda responds, nodding, his ears wagging slightly from the motion. "Y'got any clues on where they migh' be keepin' 'em, othah than th' dock thing?" The docks is the exchange point, not necessarily the storage point.

Felicity sags a little, her ears drooping. "I'm afraid not, sah. I.....wasn't able to catch the blightah's name, even." And she's starting to beat herself up about it, too. "The lizard wasn't very 'elpful....although 'e did speak Common very well." The doe purses her lips as she remembers some other stuff. "'E had a potbelly. And a cutlass and dirk. I...didn't catch what 'e was wearin'. Or 'is scale colour. Sorry, sah."

"Well, how 'bout y' get some more info f' th' rescue, then?" Dagda nods as she lists out what information she does have, tucking his free paw into his trouser pocket. "Scout around Halyard, see what y' c'n learn. Y' figure out where he's bein' kept, y' come back here an' let me know. We'll go get 'im."

Felicity smiles grimly. "Aye, I can do that, sah. An' I'll do my best to not do anythin' rash." Maybe she can get that fox, Rioko, to help her out. She's pretty sure the vixen owes her a favour....or something.... "'Opefully I'll be able to find enough information for us to save 'im before the week's up."

"Good. Y' come back an' let me know before y' try anythin'," Dagda reminds her, walking off down the hallway.

Because Lissie actually could use a reminder. She will talk herself into seeing that as a command. Do you not know my characters and their love of doing crazy, brash, stupid things?????

Thanks for reading!! XD

This is continued in this log: [[Lissie%27s_new_job%3A__A_Spy_in_action_%28A_Long_Patrol_Spy_and_Halyard_log%29]]

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Lissie's new job: A Spy in action (A Long Patrol Spy and Halyard log)

2017-11-19T21:00:28Z

Riverdale:

In which Felicity becomes a spy!! Why?? Read here: [[New_title%3A_From_Runner_to_Halyard_Spy_%28A_Long_Patrol_log_that_occured_ICly_on_3-23-2016%29]] It includes a link to its prequel log in this mini plot thing at its top. Enjoy!

Halyard Village: Indoor Market
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Halyard Tavern ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Luckily for the residents of this small fishing village, the fish market is
kept separate - over on the docks. The market here is... everything else!
The market is a wide open indoor space, the ceilings peaked, the beams that
support the structure naked. Stalls line three of the walls, with the usage
set at first come first served. To get the really good spaces, one must
arrive rather early in the morning. The lesser spaces, just small carts and
tables in the center, are left for the later risers. The front of the
building is completely open to the air, providing a wide entrance for folks
to arrive and depart.
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Visible Exits:
[O]ut to [S]treet

Hares: Felicity 'Lissie', female.

Lizards (spoofdified): Jim (a skinny green lizard) and Tska (a chubby red lizard), males. Oh, and Rsk, who is also male.

Vixens (also spoofdified): Crossfang, female (SO FLUFFY!!!!).

"This is by far the worst idea we have ever had..." Jim leans forward, resting his head on the market stall and clutching at the stomach ulcer growing in his belly.

"I fail to see the problem," Tska replies between bites of his apple, "The boss needs more muscle, so we hire more muscle."

"Pleasssse don't call him 'the boss'. The boss is DEAD, gutted by that hare in the..." The lizard holds his tongue realizing where they are. The market is in full swing today true, but the number of beasts makes it actually rather easier to do what they need to do, that is hiring replacements for the lizards they lost. They both sit behind a stall with a simple sign, "HaLp Wanted. Ned xpererianced Sssellsssword."

Felicity is obeying her orders as best as she can. She's even changed out of her uniform into her civies. She enters the market, keeping the hood of her cloak up to reduce the beasts that recognize her. She makes her way around slowly, listening to all the conversation going on around her. Glancing at the sign belonging to the lizards, she grimaces at the atrocious lack of spelling. Then. She spots Tska. Whoo, boy, does she recognize him. Passing by their table, she stops at the next stall and begins looking at the wares therein. Listening is her newfound speciality.

And her newfound speciality eavesdrops on the lizards as Jim bemoans his fate, "All morning. We have been here all morning and what do we have to show for it? A couple of half drunken sailors, an beast too old to hold his cane let alone a sword and a hamster looking for the flower merchant."

"Ooo! She was nice. She gave us pastriesss." Tska pats his fleshy stomach.

"Your diet will be the death of you..." Jim hisses, "And this job will be the death of me. Who would be stupid enough to join us?"

"That all depends on the money dearie." Jim looks up into the eyes of a vixen. A marbled fox, both in hide and body the vixen is accompanied by a green scaled lizard. "I heard you were in the market for a Sellsword?"

Felicity continues to (pretend to) admire the jewelry, fingering the bracelets and necklaces like she couldn't possibly decide what to spend her money on and she might as well live at this stall because /they're all just so pretty/!!! When the stall owner asks her a question, she turns her attention away from the lizardish stall, points to her mouth, and shakes her head sadly. No sense in risking people recognizing her voice. She then shrugs, as if to say 'How can I choose?? I need more time!' The stall owner shrugs and moves onto a faster customer, leaving Lissie to return to her spying. And to wondering since when was Sellsword an actual word? She should get out more.

"You...are looking for work?" The lizard glances up and down the new arrivals. They look the part at least of being rough and tumble beasts.

"You betcha. I'm Crossfang, This is Rsk. I'm an experienced archer, he's an experienced skull crusher. Perfected combination, no?"

Jim begins to wag his tail like puppy. His smile fades however when Tska leans over his shoulder, "Not interested. Sorry."

"What?" Both Jim and Crossfang shout.

"Boss only want's lizards. Sorry."

"But...but that's..." The fox begins until her companion speaks up. "Does that mean I can join?"

"Oh yeah sure, no problem. You have to leave the mutt at home." Tska takes another bite of the apple. By now the fox's white fur is turning beat red.

Felicity raises an eyebrow. Only lizards, hmm?? What about hares? Nah, they'd recognize her eventually. She picks up a necklace and turns, as if to let the sunlight play through its crystal thingy, but she's really just getting a good look at the 4 beasts crowded at the lizard's table. She really hates that Tska....she has to stifle a smile at the image of his skin as a raincoat for Julia that popped into her mind. She then turns back and set the necklace back down. Hopefully the lizards aren't getting suspicious yet.....

"Tsssskaaaaa..." Jim complains, "What do we care if they are lizards or not? They can kill beasts just the same right?"

"No can do. We have a 'theme' going on. You see, we are a gang of lizards. You can't have a gang of lizards plus one fox. It ruins the whole theme. It becomes a Fox leading a gang of lizards."

"What?"

"Now if we had 2 foxes for each lizard we are still a gang of lizard BUT we also have a fox army at our beck and call."

"Tska..." Jim rubs his eyes.

"That's maths Jim, you can't argue with maths..." The pot bellied red lizard shields his eyes from the reflective light of the hare's necklace. "Hey! Do you mind! We are trying to have a conversation about maths h-" He pauses. Narrowing his eyes at the hare. "Wait...I know you from somewhere..."

Uh, no he doesn't. Grabbing a bracelet she actually really wants, Lissie pays for it, pretending to not have heard the lizard. But she TOTALLY did, and she has realized that it's time to get outta here!!! After letting her pay for the bracelet, the stall owner asks her if she wants anything else, and she grunts like she can't actually speak and shakes her head. She then turns so she can walk away, tucking the bracelet into her pants pocket. Nothin' to see here...... She is still within hearing.

Tska narrows his eyes, dropping the apple core the lizard leaves the stall, "Tska! Don't just...oh for the love of..." Jim begins to get up until the vixen pushes him back into his seat. "Where do you think you are going scaley butt. We have business to talk about...and wages..."

Tska just ignores them as he moves forward, paw resting on the hilt of his cutlass. Maybe he is just paranoid, maybe it's nothing.

But what if it's not...

"Hey, you!" He calls out, reaching to grab hold of the hares shoulder and spin her around.

Time for her deaf imitation! Lissie picks up her pace, trying to use her long Runner's legs to outdistance the red lizard. She ducks and weaves through the crowd, narrowly missing being grabbed by Tska's grabbing claw-paw (hand?? I mean, what is it called on lizards??). However, her cloak hem is still within his reach as she hurries through the crowd. She literally cannot afford to get caught. Especially since her uncle's life may be the price she has to pay....

"H-hey!" Tska turns to shout back at the group of thieves, "We need to stop her!"

"And we still need to be hired!" Crossfang shouts back. Throwing his claws/paws/hands up in frustration Tska dashes after the hare who already has a head start.

Felicity doesn't dare look behind her as she reaches the door. Other beasts in the market look at them curiously, but so far no one makes a move to help the chubby lizard. Looking both ways, she turns to the right and breaks off into a dead run, as fast as she can...which is /really/, really fast. Soon she is lost in the crowd on the street.

Arriving a moment later Tska glances about the crowd for the hare. Finding no trace of her he snorts then stalks back into the market. "Another time lass. Another time..."

And of course it turns out that Sellsword used to actually be a used phrase meaning a sword for hire. I refuse to admit that it truly is my fault that I didn't know that. Just whatever, man.

Thanks for reading! :D

Continued in this log: [[Epic_Escape%28_An_Lp_Log%29]]

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Quinten Log 48 - 13 02 2006

2017-11-19T20:59:33Z

Riverdale:

Salamandastron: Crater
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Salamandastron *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-
You are on the very top of the mountain of Salamandastron: a large, bowl-
shaped crater. The crater is not smooth, quite the contrary in fact.
Numerous boulders and large chunks of rock are strewn around randomly,
making the crater top just as craggy as any of the mountainside. The
crater provides an outstanding view of the surrounding country. The sea
sprawls off to the west as far as the eye can see, and north and south
along the endlessly rolling sand dunes. In the distant east, a tinge of
green is just visible from this height, marking the vegetation in the
foothills of the Western Mountains.
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With:
[DYN] Niveus
[DYN] Jakk

Acutely weak to tears of any sort, Niveus finds himself bubbly and waggles a paw before picking up the distraught leveret. "Sshh, now now, lad! Stow the water or you'll drown the lot o' us," he says, offering a sullen 'tut tut.' "Ender, was it? Shame on the ol' tyrant. Now wot is this about another buck, mm?"

You page, "Yup thats the key...want my sweets from suugarboy to arrive now..." to Hallow.

When Niveus goes to pick him up, he tenses, but is lifted easily. For some reason, Jakk doesn't fight or scream, though he doesn't relax either. He rubs his eyes with a shake of his head. "Can' help it. 'M tryin' bu' they hurt me.." Sniffle. "Yeah. Ender..an' don' know who the other buck was..."

Quinten comes walking up the slope of te mountain and over the lip of te crater, he pauses when he sees Niveus and the little one, a basket in one paw loaded down with late winter greenery.

Niveus clasps the leveret between his body and the length of his left arm, clasping the tasseled end of his scarf in the confines of his right. The buck blots either side of the Jakk's muzzle with the cloth, letting it drop carelessly back into place thereafter. "No good cads, eh wot? Show me where y'hurt, boyo."

Jakk sniffles and looks up at Niveus with his ears slowly perking, letting the scarf be dabbed at his muzzle. He relaxes against the older buck, which would make it significantly easier to hold him as well. Slowly the child points to his left leg. "Had me by this leg..an'..then dropped me. M'side hurts." He gestures to that too. When the leveret suddenly notices Quinten, he hugs close to Niveus. Securely.

Quinten frowns as he heaars the levertts words and moves down the inside of the crater "Is everything ok Niveus sir?" he asks worriedly

Sorrel lets out a long, loud yawn, biceps bulging as she heaves open the heavy trap door. She is once again dressed in boxing apparell; sleeveless white shirt and black britches. Infact the braces are still on her wrists. As she clambers out of the hole, the door falls with a muted 'bang'. Blearily, she turns around, only now noticing the beasts up here.

Niveus cocks his head to the side, wetting his lips as if in thought while looking over the mentioned areas. "Y'look all right t'me, lad. Must be one tough buck, makin' it through the ol' tycoons antics. Braver than me, wot!" Craning back with the abruptly close proximity of the leveret, he turns an acknowledging glance to the approaching recruit. "Seems t'be, just havin' a little chat with m'new friend here. Nothin' the matter."

Jakk glances to Niveus, muzzle rested upon his shoulder right now, then he scowls towards Quinten as he wipes the tears from his eyes again. "'M brave.. yeah." He mumbles in return, before the dibbun sighs and buries his face to the older buck's chest with a sob.

Quinten smiles and fishes around in the basket pulling out a small turnip and holds it out to the dibbun "Well thats good to hear, we need brave hares like him in the patrol, here have a turnip, last of the season"

Sorrel yawns again, scratching her shoulder and looking about. The crying leveret catches her attention quick enough, and she walks over. Walking is quick enough with the length of her legs. She looks about as if to ask what's wrong.

Niveus turns in place so as to face the recruit, peering over the held form of the younger buck. The soldier looks befuddled, merely accepting the leveret's decision to cling tight while paying the two other hares some attention. "Er.. I say, wot might your name be anyways, little'un?"

Jakk keeps his arms tucked in front of him as he gives Quinten a look like 'go away'. "No. Don' wan' no turnip." The dibbun grunts out shortly to the recruit with his ears pinning back again. Another set of sniffles is given before he sighs up to Niveus. "M'names Jakk."

Quinten blinks "Oh uhm sure fine little one...no turnip for you.." he peers into the basket "I got some cress too?"

Niveus fishes a small paw from the leveret, shaking it jovially with his own. "Rather pleased t'meet you, Jakk. Y'can call me Nivvers, Niv, Nive.. but m'mum called me Niveus, wot wot." Glancing up from the held beast, the soldier fixes his attention on Quinten. "Wot are you up here for?"

Quinten looks at Niveus and smiles patting the basket "I was sent to the gardens Niveus to see what i could find, i got meself quite a few things just taking them downstairs"

( A small smile is given by Jakk as he returns the shake of the paw, not appearing to want to be put down anytime soon, which is strange for the kit. Quinten is ignored now, as well as Sorrel. Though mostly he hasn't seen the doe yet. "Kay. Call y'Niv then." Then he goes quiet again, seeming to be feeling better. )

Sorrel looks about, and not seeming to be noticed, sits back on a rock, tugging at her sweaty collar.

"Oh, so you're the lad they keep stickin' with the duty." Niveus replies to the recruit, glancing briefly beyond to the recently entered doe. "Go stuff a turnip down 'er throat, looks like she could use a little amusement." He snickers, returning inward to shift the leveret into the confines of his stronger right arm. "Now then, Jakk. If any o' them nasty ol' blighters try anythin' again, you let'em know I'll have their scut for breakfast. How's that, wot?"

Quinten frowns "Yes sir...i'll do that..." he starts to move towards the stairs pausing to offer a turnip to Sorrel "hey Sorrel ready for another lesson?"

Sorrel looks at the turnip, then at Quinten, with a raised eyebrow as if to ask 'turnip?! me?!' "...alright, sure, quint."

Quinten grins and nods tucking the turnip away "Ok Sorrel i'll see you down in the boxing room"

Sorrel nods, standing up. "No' if I get there first."

Quinten grins and sprints for the stairs leading down "Aye'm smaler then ye...yer can't outrun me"

Salamandastron: Caverns - Boxing Chamber

*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Salamandastron *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-

This room obviously has a rather singular purpose, and that purpose is not hard to discern, if one was only to look around. There is only about ten or fifteen feets worth of space in which to walk, around the perimeter, and the reason for this is that the rest of the space in the room is taken up by a slightly elevated fighting ring. The platform is about two feet above the floor, and upon each corner of the square platform there is a wooden post. Encircling the ring in are lengths of rope extending from each post. The floor of the platform is somewhat giving, as it is in someway padded. So far as the perimeter of the room, chin-up bars attached to the walls are staggered with benches, from which creatures can watch the fights.

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Quinten crashes through the door of the boxing chamber laughing loudly, mere inches ahead of the doe as he staggers into the boxing ring and leans on it, panting softly

Sorrel laughs, patting the buck's back as she arrives.

Sorrel laughs, patting the buck's back as she arrives. "No fair." She says, laughing. "ye 'ad a 'eadstart."

Quinten smiles back at her and chuckles "Wot...i had to stop by the kitchens to dump the basket you had plenty oh time to over take me" he smiles and stands up brushing back his head fur "So boxin?"

Sorrel nods, noticing the state her own headfur is in, and quickly undoes the tie, hair falling around her shoulders. "Heh...sure." She says, retieing it quickly.

Quinten nods and tugs out his own gloves, the thin pair he has for boxing with, pulling them over his paws hhe then unbuttons his tunic and shrugs out of it, folding it down on a bench he clambers into the ring, bare chest and fur sweaty from the run.

Sorrel nods, hopping into the ring. She has to adjust her belt, but then she's ready, rubbing at her nose a bit.

Quinten smiles and holds a paw up in front of his own nose, you can see the little pink appendage is still swollen and flatter then normal "can we try and avoid me nose ma'am? its still broken mostly"

Sorrel raises a brow, straightening a bit. "Aye? When'd ye break it, lad?" She asks, throwing a lazy punch at his midsection.

Quinten blocks the punch as best he can and sways back out of the way, bringing his paws up in a defensive position "Zeraph punched it..."

Sorrel nods. "I see...Ye box 'im often, it sounds like." she says, with a quicker jab at his shoulder.

Quinten rolls his shoulder to the left and tries to slip a quick right in under her guard whilst her arm is extended "Not too often ma'am but he's been teachin me how to fight not so by the book"

Sorrel nods, skipping to the side and avoiding it easy. "Ah. Yehr gonna be dangerous when ye grow up mate." She says with a wink. "All the does'll -flock- t'ye."

Quinten chuckles softly and winks "Now ye know...i am not too hot on tha does Sorrel" he ducks down which is easy for him being so short and tries to get a quick one two into her stomach

Sorrel palms the punches and skips back. "Aye. T'won't stop 'em from comin'. If it's one thing I learnt et's that does like Bucks that secretly like th' same thing. Y'see, tis a curse, sort of..."

Quinten laughs and smiles up at you and winks, his chest fur slicking down under his sweat "K...well that seems odd to me...how do they know? i mean me an Gre....." he claps his muzzle shut and launchhes into a flurry to try and get at you, hopin gyou didn't notice his blunder

Sorrel catches both of the paws after some effort and leans in, raising a brow and grinning. "Most o; th' time, we don't...and whose this GRe-??" She asks, ears perked forawrd

Quinten tries to tug his paws free of her grip "Uhm....noone....ye need to worry about," he tries to push back with his legs, dropping down aiming to try and throw her, straining his muscles as he tries to shift her. "is...just...some buck"

Sorrel jumps back, leaning on the ropes. "Oh come on! can' tel yehr best mate 'oo it is?" she asks, aiming a jab and uppercut at him.

Quinten ducks his head sideways, finding it easy to dodge Sorrel's attacks then before, slowly learning, turning into a pretty good boxer "Gregorian, me and him...kinda...been sneakin off to corners"

Sorrel smiles, aiming a kick to mix things up. "Tha's great, Quint...tis 'ard ta find beast who'll last. especially en th' military, I'll tell ye tha' from experience.

Quinten erfs as your kick gets him, knocking his legs out from under him, he rolls and kicks out with his left then his right, aiming at your shins as he rolls past "I know..wot ye mean Sorrel tis a dangerous life..."

Sorrel skips back, catching a kick and grunting a bit. "Well...didn't mean it -quite- like tha', but..."

Quinten bonces back to his feet and lunges with his left, following it up with his left leg "Oh? wot did yemean Sorrel?"

Sorrel frowns a bit,too distracted to block the strikes efficiently, she stumbles back. "nngh...It's hard ta find somebeast 'oo -stays- inlove wit' ye..."

Quinten blinks and nods "Ooooh right...aye see wot ye mean...well i guess...i just gotta see how things go wid Greg" he stops puncing and moves backwards "Ye ok Sorrel?"

Sorrel nods, tapping her footpaw a bit. "yea...jus' Th' last time somethin' like tha happened..." She chuckles a bit. "Ye could say I neva got ova it..."

Quinten nods "Well you got ye buck at the moment Sorrel thats good isn't it?"

Sorrel nods. "Aye...Jus' we neva see each otha that often...th' shifts ye know...I mean I'm over the last buck...jus' th' -way- it was over, I neva really let go..."

Quinten hops closer and pats your shoulder "Oh well Sorrel....tis ok ye'll see him more after ye wed i am sure"

Sorrel blinks. "Afta...afta wot?" She blinks, looking down at the younger one. "Oh1...We're not sure if we're gonna get married yet..." She says, laughing slightly.

Quinten tilts his head to one side and smiles "Ahhhh aye'm sure ye will or at least ave a damn roight good time..."

Sorrel smiles. Aye...well...yea..." She says rubbing her neck, which still has the red marks. In fact, they're there almost every day, now.

Quinten frowns at the marks and chuckles softly "If you ever need a quiet spot...the ole badger lords rooms are good an quiet"

Sorrel's eyes widen and she laughs. "Aye well, I think I've got th' places down, an' we're able ta manage..."

Quinten chuckles and nods "Well...at least you can like...be affectionate in public"

Sorrel sighs, sliding down to sit on the mat "I guess...though if any 'igher rank walks by..."

Quinten nod nods "True ture....we got to hide it, we nearly blew it...well i nearly blew it in front of Ender the other day"

Sorrel blinks. "'ow could ye do tha'...?"

Quinten shrugs "Kinda went to hug Greg withouut thinking and some rabbit accused us of being partners in front of Ender"

Sorrel sighed. "Aye well...Some people 're stupid..."

Quinten leans up and hugs you "Ya thats too true"

Sorrel reahces an arm around to ruffle the buck's headfur. "Well...otha than that, 'ow ye feelin'?" She asks, patting him on the shoulder and letting her arm just rest there.

Quinten leans against the ropes and smiles "I've been pretty good, i got told i could enter the exams so applied"

Sorrel nods. "Are ye nervous?" Her ears perk a bit."

Quinten nods "Ya...a bit...but the major and Zeraph say i can do it"

Sorrel nod. "Well, I think ye can to. Yehr a fast learner, Quint."

Quinten smiles up at you "Thanks Sorrel...that means alot i've been trying me best...an the Colonel even liked me article writing too"

Sorrel nods, looking down at him. "Oh really? wot'd et about?"

Quinten smiles and pulls a piece of parchment out of a pocket on his trousers and holds it up "Its about life ere in the mountain fer a recruit"

Sorrel takes it in one paw. As she reads it, her mouths moves, and she shifts to get into a more comfortable position, adjusting her drenched shirt. a wet white shirt is not exactly best, but then again, Quinten didn't exactly like does...

Quinten is watching Sorrel head tilted to one side and smiling as he enjoys the view, he may not like does per se but he's not going to say no to a wet shirt. He is after all a teenaher

Sorrel finishes it, and hadns it back to him, smiling. "Et's great1 A 'ell o' a lot betta than I could do..."

Quinten smiles and tucks it away "Thanks sorrel i'm writing another one on the officers at the moment"

Sorrel nods. "Fer a class...?" she asks still in the half- embrace with him.

Quinten tilts his head back and smiles "Class fer wot? oh no am doin it cause i want to"

Sorrel nods. "s' great! y'know, if ye were ten or eleven, Quint..." She says jokingly.

Quinten blinks "Wot do ye mean if i was ten or eleven? aye'm old enough to be writing this kind of thing"

Sorrel chuckles a bit. "ahh nothin'..." She says, looking up at the ceiling.

Quinten frowns and prods her stomach "Wot come on tell me"

Sorrel puts a paw in his face. "Nuthin' neva mind. Just a joke. If I took time explainin' it, t'wouldn't be funny anymore.

Quinten nods "Well ok then Sorrel" he hugs her and steps back "So shall we carry on?"

Sorrel nods, standing up again, and fixing the straps that hold her chest together. "Sure, why not?"

Quinten smiles and sets himself into the defensive again "Great i like boxing wid ye Sorrel"

Sorrel nods. "Aye, yehr a worthy opponent, she says, grinning.

Quinten smirks and darts forwards, paws flickinbg "Only cause you an the Lieutenant taught me so"

Sorrel nods. "But still, ye learn fasta than most." She points out, going for an uppercut, and quick series of jabs.

Quinten manages to dodge the uppercut but the jabs get him, catching him in the stomach and causing him to have to dodge back

Sorrel looks up, smiling. Well, ye still gotta work on yehr speed a bit, but not much else..."

Quinten nods and drops low lashing out with his right foot paw and leaping back up aiming to uppercut her from below

Quinten hops out of the ring when Sorrel takes her l eave to go meet her buck, he picks up his tunic and grabs a towel, letting it dangle around his neck and down his chest as he heads out

Salamandastron: Level Three

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This is the main intersection chamber on the third level of the mountain's

catacomb-like tunnels. Numerous passages lead off in all directions from

the almost perfectly round clearing, hewn into the living rock.

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With:

[DYN] Zoey. (Zoe_Lang)

[DYN] Coping? Me? (Ender)

[DYN] Not just any old hare... (Darklett)'s a Long Patrol Major!

He might not drop her, but she might trip. Zoe does her best to steady him, reaching her free paw around to rest overtop his forearm. No falling, Ender! "Disruptive, eh? I didn't find 'er so." She stares intently at the floor below. So close, yet so far.

Quinten is coming up the stairs from downstairs, his tunic folded over one arm and a towel around his neck, the scent of sweaty hare clinging to the younger buck as he heads up the mountain intent on using the baths to clean up

Ender watches Quinten walk past him, and if he knew whom it was, his face may have carried some disgust. "R-rotten stench, eh?" He says. Ender reaches a tentative paw down the first step, loses his center of balance, and begins to sway. He grapples with his free paw, pushing against the wall. "That was, erm, close, eh?" Ender topples forward, smacking into the first step fairly hard, fortunately not rolling.

Ender's going down yanks Zoe, unwilling to let go, down as well. She bangs one knee smartly, and then the paw held down to stop herself. She hisses between clenched teeth but turns, reaching for Ender. "Endah? You a'right, there?"

Quinten stops and looks back edging to one side he glances at the drunk rabbit and then the colonel and salutes, tugging his towel around his shoulders tightly "errr...need a hand ma'am?"

Ender chunners quietly to himself for a few moments, before his eyes snap open and he looks at Zoe. "Mmm..y-you are a pre-" Even as drunk as he is, he couldn't say that. Not to her face. His nose beginning to bleed, Ender slowly stands, testing each of his limbs, afraid to look at the Colonel. "'M aw-alright, Miss F-" Again, he cuts himself off, grabbing his hip and yelping. "I'm...alright. Fine, eh?

"Oh, bloody 'ell..." This is muttered when she sees him grabbing for his hip. She stands as well, despite the loud popping of her knee, and without any more ceremony moves to slip an arm under under his and around his back, to help him stay off of the injured hip. "'Ere," she coaxes, "let's turn back around t' the landin'." She flicks a glance at Quinten, and nods. "Go get two strong hares, wouldja lad?"

Quinten's ears sag at that order, taking it to mean that yet again they don't think of him as strong just because he's strong. He manages to hide it from showing on his muzzle and salutes "Yes ma'am" he races past the two elderly beasts, one Hare and one Rabbot and into the main infirmary

Ender stands with Zoe's help, and glowers at her. "I am absolutely, erm, fine" He splutters, the pain taking away a bit of the alcoholic haze. "Let's just, just, go to the library, eh?" The rabbit weakly tugs at her as he speaks.

Zoe_Lang resists Ender's tugging, which isn't difficult. "C'mon, come ovah here 'n' lean against the wall fer me... that's a good fellah." She gently but relentlessly leads him awaaaay from the stairs and toward said wall.

The infirmary door opens and Quinten comes back out, the short hare leading two large bucks, carrying a stretcher between them, Quinten salutes the Colonel "I got them ma'am, an a stretcher"

Ender glares furiously at the arrival of the stretcher. /Maintain independence/, he thinks. "I don't need that!" He shouts, his voice shrill. After a quick cough, and 'ahem' to clear his throat, he continues; "I can w-walk around, erm, fine! I've had m-m-muuuch worse." The rabbit pushes against Zoe, barely willing to use any of his considerably...puny strength.

"A'right, set down the stretchah... there ya go." Zoe nods to the two bucks, then gestures to Quinten with her free paw. "Come help me, lad. Take his othah arm." Though at Ender's protestations, she pauses. "... Endah, please. Just let me do this 'n' have ya checked out? D'ya know how times I've had t'be carried on a stretchah? More times'n I care t'related."

Quinten moves over to try and take Ender's other arm "Come along Mister Ender...you don't want to upset the Colonel do you?" he flicks his ears back and attempts to support Ender's weight if he'll let him.

Ender struggles a bit more, not wanting to relinquish his own independence, not wanting to make Zoe unhappy. Finally he shrugs off their help and lies down on the stretcher.

"Bugger!" He cries, as he is picked up. A torrent of other words is directed at the bucks.

Darklett steps up the stairs, mug in paw, evidently heading for the rec room. Of course, when he spots a scene most definitely worth walking in on, he goes wide-eyed and steps forward a few paces. "Uh... Evening! What's goin' on, here?" He tip-toes, looking for any sign of injury.

Zoe_Lang's teeth grit as Ender helps himself down and cries out, generally what she was trying to avoid. She limps back a step to give the stretcher some room, directing them towards the upper set of stairs. "Head on up t'the infirmary. I'll follow aftah." Darklett's entrance catches her attention, and she glances around. "Just a bit of a mishap, Majah."

Quinten shakes his head as Ender cries out as he refuses their help and sits down "Oh dear..." he salutes the major and turns back to the Colonel "Need my help with anything else ma'am or can i go take my bath?" he plucks at the towel around his shoulders

The foul language grows distant, but only worse as Ender is carried away from them. Among other things, he yells; "Thanks for your concern, eh?" None too happy with their job, the bucks quickly enter the infirmary.

Darklett's ears fold over as he watches Ender get carried off... "...Huh? Mishap?" He turns to the Colonel and Quinten, looking a bit confused. "...What kind of mishap?"

Once the stretcher is out of sight, Zoe sighs and backs up until she finds the wall. She leans down, alternately rubbing at aching knee and massaging her already-swelling wrist. Ahh, old age. Injury happens so easily. "Ole End got 'imself drunk. We had a bit o' a fall on the stairs. May've broken 'is hip." Grimace.

Quinten stands to one side still, letting his paw fall from his salute, still waiting to be dismissed or given a new order, twitching his towel and sniffing at the air around him, yup he definatly needs that bath, Sorrel but him through his paces again and he stinks, he's sure of it.

Darklett watches Zoe carefully, his folded ears drooping a bit lower at both the recollection and the sight of the Colonel's aching joints. >.< Geezer. "Ah, that's not good..." He eyes Quinten and his towel, and... Well, he still doesn't know what -half- the story is here. :P

Quinten's words finally reach the Colonel, as well as his stinch. Her nose wrinkles in faint distaste, and she waves her paw at him. "... Go if ya want." She pulls up her pantleg, eyeing the bruised knee. Yech. "Bloody drunk beasts..."

Quinten notes the wrinkled nose and salutes again "Yes ma'am thanks an sorry...fer fillin yer nose wiv me stench, but then i'd have thought you were used to recruits fresh from training" he smiles at te Major and salutes again "I managed to beat Sorrel today sah"

Darklett raises his eyebrows, eyeing up Quinten. "...You did? Well! That's an improvement, definitely... Keep it up, recruit. But really," he says, waving a paw over his nostrils. "Go, get a bath. Maybe we can box a bit tomorrow?"

Quinten smiles and nods "I'd like that sir, not had a chance to box with you before would be an education" he salutes you both and heads off to the bathroom, opening the door and ducking inside, a skip to his step as he vanishes from sight.

End Log -

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[[Category:February_2009]]
[[Category:Ancient_History]]
[[Category:RP_Logs]]
[[Category:Salamandastron]]

Aikuen and Will

2017-11-19T20:58:52Z

Riverdale:

Characters: Aikuen, Will, Amy

Location: Moledeep

'''Moledeep: Cellar'''

Its another fine, blazing hot summer day. Aikuen has been up and about for a while now. Woke up really late, and had to rush to get some of his chores done. After he does this, he has this ritual that he does every morning with a tree outside in the grounds. So far, no beast has every seen him do this, and its good, because he doesn't like showing it. But due to the major heat out there, even this otter cant stay outside to do it. He enters the cellars and goes over to a back corner, where some of the shelves for the barrels have been removed to create a pole that hangs in the air horizontal. He stretches his arms, and his back, before jumping up, and catching the pole. Hanging there is says, "Hup!" and he starts to do pull ups.

Will had been napping in the cellar out of sight behind some old kegs. He hadn't hardly touched anything in the room and was there more to keep cool than for any other reason. Hearing an odd sound the rat sits up and rubs his face. "Amy?" he asks wondering is she'd come in while he was sleeping, it was her room after all sort of though he'd never given it to her per say. He wasn't sure where she slept when in her room since there wasn't a single bed to be seen in the old cellar. "Is some beast in here?" he asks again, not quite able to see over the kegs behind him and not sure if he should reveal himself without giving a warning first.

Aikuen is on the up part of the pull up, when he hears Will. This startles him, as he lets go of the pole. But he is quick to grab the pole before he plummets back to the ground, he yells as he strains the muscle, "ARGH! ACk... ug... Yeah... Will it's me..." Then grabbing the pole again, he continues on.

"Pa? What are you doing in here?" Will asks confused. The rat makes his way around the kegs back to the front of the room and turns around to see the otter. "... what are you doing?" he asks as puzzled by his father's behavior as his presence in the cellar.

Aikuen grunts as he continues to work out, not stopping even to give Will a clear answer, "Ung... I'm... Keeping myself... Fit... The tree... I usually do... This... on is outside... And is hot... Even for... Me..." He drops to the ground, and sits on the floor. He wipes off sweat, and breaths heavily, trying to get his second wind.

Will looks the otter over as the gears in his head click into place. He chuckles, "you need me t get ya a drink or something?"

Aikuen wipes the sweat on his pants, and stands up beginning to stretch his legs, "Aye matey! Some water... or TEA would be nice!" He laughs, wondering if he will get it or not

Will grins, "You must really need a drink, you're startin' t think this is th Abbey or somethin'." He heads off to the kitchen to fill a pitcher of water and a glass or two, which he carries in on a tray since it's easier and sets it down on top of a wine rack. He looks over the makeshift bar Aikuen had been working out on curious.

Aikuen smiles, "Thanks mate!" He picks up the pitcher, and drains half of it, "Ah! Refreshing!" He chuckles, as he goes back to the bar. He jumps up and hangs there again, getting ready for the next move. He says "Hup!" again, as he lifts his legs over the bar, and lets go with his paws. Upside down he smiles, "Whoh!" as he does mid air crunches. Yes, he does this everyday... but usually every other beast is still asleep when he does it.

Will looks over at the half empty pitcher and then at the upside down otter, "Can I try that next?" he asks standing on tiptoe to get a better look at the otter's antics.

Aikuen stops crunching and looks to the Rattling, scratching his chin, which looks hilarious in his upside down position. He thinks about it for a few moments before saying, "I don't know... This is very difficult to do... Have you ever done this before?" Its more for safety reasons than anything else.

Will chews on his lip thinking this over. True he never done what the otter's doing but he'd been in some tight places that had required him to hang onto the seemingly weak thing and not fall or let go before. So he answers, "Noooo, but I'm good at falling without getting hurt ..... Can I? Pleeease?"

Aikuen drop to the ground in one fluid motion. He sighs, "Ah... Yah sure... why not!" He pops his neck and says, "Alright... want to do these?" He makes a motion of pulling himself up the bar, a pull up "Or these?" He crunches down to the ground. He smiles, The otter will be here watching... and doesn't see anything wrong with him doing it.

Will only knows that what the otter was doing looked fun and the reason he's doing it may have something to do with Fira but he's quite sure how. "Can I try both?" he asks.

Aikuen nods, "Sure! Lets start with the pull ups, its easy... just hold yourself on the bar, and lift yourself up. Then.. you slowly lower yourself down. Simple..." He chuckles as he picks up Will and holds him up so he can reach the bar.

Will nods as he's lifted up and he grabs the bar tightly with both paws, his face is set and determined. "I'm ready, Pa. You can let go now."

Aikuen says, "Okay!" He lets go but continues to hold his paws up, just in case of sudden dropping rattling son, "When your all set, pull yourself up!" he waits and sees what happens.

The rat had been ready for whenever the otter decided to let go and didn't drop down right away as he would have if he hadn't been prepared. He pulls himself up once with some effort, not too bad he's done that much enough times before but now comes the second part which may be a bit trickier. He drops down without letting go. When his paws stay locked on the bar it sends a jolt through him. He grimaces a little as his body jerks not being able to fall. "I did that wrong didn't I?" he asks before pulling himself up again.

Aikuen winces as he sees what happened, "Er... Yah... you dropped down suddenly... The down part is somewhat harder then the up... Until your muscles get used to it... go down slowly... in small short downs" He steps a little bit away, seeing as the rat can do this now without too much trouble.

Will looks a little confused but he does come down slowly the second time. "Why do you do this again?" he asks before pulling himself up once again.

Aikuen rubs the back of his head, never really thought about it "Um... not quite sure anymore... ive done this everyday... since... well I was about your age." He goes next to the bar, too a free space. and jumps up, and hangs there with one arm, "I guess, to keep myself young... as you know... I'm getting old..." He uses the other paws and rubs the grey streak in his headfur, "Just a habit I guess..."

Will chews on his lip and is mostly quiet as he does around a dozen more chin ups, remembering to let himself down slowly. At last he just hangs there and asks, "Do you like doing it?"

Aikuen watches him doing them, but he still just hangs there, switching paws every so often, "I... guess... Never really thought about it that much... Just something I had to do to keep ahead of the game..." He places both paws back on the bar, and puts his legs over it, going to hang upside down again, "I guess now... I do it... to keep up..." he stops and crosses his arms. He knows why he does it.. but he never thought of himself of doing this... for her...

"Step-mum already likes you ya know. Though don't think she'd mind too much," the rat says releasing the bar and letting himself drop to the floor. He lands in a crouch and looks up at the otter with a smile, "Told ya I can fall without getting hurt."

Aikuen looks up, in his position to look into Wills eyes, quite surprised, "How did... How did you know?... er... Never mind... but yah... I never saw myself doing this... for that reason... but now that I think about it... hmmm." He rubs the back of his head, "Aye I guess you can! But when you're doing, what I'm doing... make sure you don't land on yer head... That hurts like heck!" He laughs as he continues to watch Will, like a bat in a cave.

Will grins, "And then some. My head doesn't like being landed on, so I try not to land on it." He sits down to rest a little.

Aikuen chuckles, "Good advice!" he reaches for the ground, and starts doing crunches with his paws outstretched, for maximum effect, "So Will... How are you?... Besides it being... being hot out..." Yes, he is asking this question. Its straight and to the point.

Will watches the otter, "Right now? Tired. How are you?"

Aikuen stops for a minute to say, "I'm great! Can't wait till next week!" and then he falls to the floor, with a thump. He accidentally slipped on the bar, and he wasn't paying attention... mind on next week... He has learned to protect his head when this happens, good thing too. He gets up slowly, and says, "Ow... that was painful..." and rubs the feeling back in his arms.

One second the otter's upside down *blink* and he's on the floor. Will asks, "You ok? If you're not careful you may be getting married in th infirm instead of th rose garden next week.

Aikuen looks to Will as he pulls out a random splinter from his arm. Good thing it wasn't something bigger, "I'm fine... not the first time that's happened... ung... sneaky little devil..." as he tosses another splinter away. He rubs his eyes and says, "That would... not be good... she doesn't like it when i'm in the infirm... and to be in there on our day... oh gezze!" he chuckles as he stands up, dusting himself off a little bit

Will shakes his head, "No, she wouldn't like that at all. We'll just have to be careful I guess."

Aikuen sighs, "Yep, though at least for a little bit..." He laughs, "Well anyway... i'm through for the day... at least i am now..." He takes the pitcher and pours a glass for Will, before taking the pitcher for himself, "Did I ever thank you?" then takes a long draft of water.

"For the water? Yeah," Will takes the glass and downs it in a few gulps.

Aikuen snorts in the pitcher, "No... No... not that!" he laughs a little bit and sets the pitcher down, "For introducing us... Without you... I might never have meet her... thank you so much!" He ruffs the rats head fur.

Will shrugs, "She's my friend and she said she never went anywhere so I asked if she'd like to come with us." He laughs as his head fur is ruffled, "Yeah I'm /sooo/ wonderful. If it weren't for me you'd be at Redwall right now ... maybe drunk or something instead of being here and sober and annoying me an Amy all th time." No malice is meant by it but now that he thinks about it. "... I guess we're all very lucky to have found one another, huh Pa?" The dibbun smiles up at his father happily though hoping his words didn't upset the otter any.

Aikuen sticks his tongues out at him, "If it weren't for you, I would probably be dead somewhere, not at Redwall because they would have kicked me out by then... AND I try not to annoy you two, but its fun... And I'm trying not to annoy Amy... but you!" He laughs, "Eh... sorry... And yes... The world somehow mashed us all up together, to make the oddest family ever created! And I wouldn't change it for anything!" he smiles back at Will, and gives a wink, "Anyway... thanks all the same... I needed her... I really did..." He goes to lean against one of the empty barrels.

Will grins a little, "Nah, you're too stubborn t' die, remember. Congratulations you've annoyed me a lot over th last few days, now what ya gonna do? Sides th obvious. And anyway if Fira hadn't come with us an met you she still be out in th woods and I'd pass her every few days til forever or trip over her maybe ... She's easy t sneak up on, even if ya aren't tryin' too. ... I like our family too and any beast that doesn't, well just too bad for them then."

Aikuen goes off walking down the isle, tapping the odd barrel as he goes "Our family may be odd, but I enjoy it very much... Even Fira says she doesn't mind... which is good!" He grins, "...She is just perfect..." He does the tapping for a bit before saying, "Hey Will! I have a question.. its a little odd... but I wanted to ask you first... but I better ask you now... How do you feel if me and Fira... had a kid of our own?" He looks back to the rattling and snorts, as the rat has fallen asleep. He stifles a laugh as he continues on, being quiet now, "I'll ask you later... maybe when the time comes..." he sighs as he continues on, thinking about the future... and the oddness to come.

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[[Category:July_2009]]
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DoraRose Strongheart's "The Birds": A Redwall Log (Yes, the pun was intentional. Yes, I've seen that movie. Brouhaha!)

2017-11-19T20:58:19Z

Riverdale:

Vandre room-pages, "Can't find many sound clips of gyr alarm calls, but here's a peregrine: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7NXLV7066sY|https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7NXLV7066sY] and [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_sUtDa9HQEg|https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_sUtDa9HQEg] ".

'''Redwall Abbey Open Ground.'''

LilyMoore and Angela the mice and Riana the golden eagle and Nissaya the albino otter. Caleb the mouse. Vandre the gyrfalcon. Twiddle the robin. Thomas the mouse. Emyuil the mouse.

The Abbey's open ground is in a state of slight chaos. Riana has escaped the Infirmary and is now walking steadily towards the pond.

Angela is right behind, waving her staff irately. "Get back into the Infirm right now, ye overgrown feather duster!!" The eagle just ignores her.

LilyMoore comes wandering from the Belltower, her mouth open wide in awe and shock at the bird who is openly defying her great-grandmother.

Caleb watches the eagle from a distance and frowns. He is clearly unsure of weather the bird is safe to go near or not, so he keeps his distance.

Angela manages to get in front of the eagle. An albino otter slips out of the main Abbey building and approaches slowly, a huge quilt in his paws. The old mouse healer begins waving her staff under the bird's beak, which she clearly finds agitating. "Get back into the Infirm!" Riana hisses angrily and grabs ahold of the staff in her beak and yanks it out of Angela's paws. The mouse shakes her fist at the huge bird. "Ye big ormadorm, yer still injured! You're gonna 'urt yerself!" Riana shrugs her good shoulder, her right wing still bandaged and immobilized. LilyMoore walks over to her brother and goes to hold his paw. "She's huge!"

Caleb nods "There was another eagle around a few days ago. But he was a messenger."

It's a fine day, cold but clear. From the rooftops a beast can see clear across Mossflower, so of course that's where Vandre is perched. The pale northern falcon looks like a cloud roosting improbably low, but she certainly doesn't sound like one: when Riana goes charging across the grounds, the gyr emits a harsh wail of warning.

LilyMoore scoots a little closer to her twin brother. "I'm not sure I like this......" Angela places her fists on her hips, ignoring the falcon for now. "Give me back my staff, ye overgrown feather pillow!!" Riana the golden eagle tosses the staff into the pond. The albino otter, Nissaya, sighs, puts down the quilt, and wanders over to the body of water and proceeds to fish the staff out. The eagle glares down at the livid mouse healer. "You are an irritant, Poisoner. I am tired of your Infirm and your hideous....tonic things. I want fish! Now MOVE." She bats the old mouse Healer gently and sends her to a sitting position on the ground.

Caleb keeps an eye on where the birds are. He has not really seen a bird, well one like these, too very close up before so he does keep his distance and stays near his sister.

What a noisy Vandre! How dare that falcon make such noise around Twiddle's roost! From another part of the roof, Twiddle hops up to take a look (and shout a series of obscenities in the form of a beautiful song!) at the raptor. And then she sees... an eagle?! "Nonononono! Biggabirds alla go 'way! Ahem hem!" She takes to the air with fluttery wingbeats, an angry little featherball making a beeline for the larger birds. "Go go go! Twiddle gonna peck peck peck!"

Vandre's a loud call, the sort that easily carries for a mile. Worse, it's insistent, a guttural 'kaak kaak kaak' that rings in the ears and grates on the nerves. A moment ago the falcon's feathers were puffed out in relaxation; now they're raised in aggression as she yells and yells, hunched over and bobbing her head at Riana's movements. She arches her wings and shifts her weight, as if considering a more direct attack.

Oh, for the love of sanity. Angela stands up and yells in her most authoritative voice, "You 2! Up there! Git down 'ere afore I find the snake wot did this to this eagle and FEED ya to 'im!!" Riana sulks over to the pond, ignoring the other beasts. Closing her eyes, she tries to calm down. Lily goes to hug her brother in panic. "What is happening even?" is her slightly hysterical question.

Caleb smiles to try and calm Lilymoore and shrugs as , yeah no clue what to do about the birds,"Ummm...find the guards?"

Twiddle puffs up as she's yelled at by an Angela! "Groundbeast shaddup! Ahem, yes! This-a bird things! Stay outta bird things groundbeast!" And, she's fluttering about the scene now, staying airbourne mostly but hopping on and off landing and taking off. "Bigga birds go go go! Go 'way! Twiddle roosts here! Ahem yes! Bigga birds norra 'lowed!"

Wish granted, Angela. Vandre has had enough of the eagle's obliviousness; she lifts off with the snap of stiff primaries, circles once, and stoops, coming dangerously close to Riana's head. It's a dive calculated to just barely miss - a warning shot - and she's yelling all the while in her grating, metallic voice.

Thomas has decided this is a glorious fall day to take a stroll outside, using his staff as a guide. Rounding the corner from the back of the main abbey building, he strolls alongside the imposing structure, whistling a jaunty little tune. Ho! What's that commotion up ahead? All yelling and flapping... He slows his walk, not yet entirely sure just what he's about to walk into.

Riana has had enough of this. Snapping her amber eyes open, she rises to her full (and very impressive) hieght and goes to bat the falcon out of the sky with her good, healthy, and very strong left wing. "I am not wanting to fight in the Abbey, you stupid gyrfalcon! Leave me alone so I may fish in peace, you bone-headed, mash-brained idiotic excuse for a hunter!!" Nissaya comes back, dripping wet and carrying Angela's staff. Sighing, he hands it to her, grabs the quilt, and tries his best to throw it over the hyperactive little robin. Lily spots the blind mouse and shouts, "Brother Thomas! Don't come any closer!!"

"Bigga birds go a-WHEEEEE WHEEEE WHEEEE! TWEEEEEEE!" Suddenly, and startlingly, it's night time! Wait, no it isn't; Twiddle's being eaten by some giant soft-mouthed groundbeast! Her alarmed calls are louder, even than her shouting before and before she's fully trapped, then she's flapped and re-emerged from beneath the fabric. Her rage, now, is directed (for the moment) at Nissaya. "Gonna peck peck peck meddly groundbeast! Twiddle peckapeckapeck you away! Hem! Yes!" She's a flurry of feathers, little clawed feet, and pecky little, still sharp, beak as she launches herself at her attempted netter.

Thomas tilts his head, but does indeed stop. "What on earth is going on, child? Sounds like a veritable army of...birds? Yes... Birds. Good grief, what are they doing, fighting again? I'd recognize that little pip of a...Sparra? Robin? Hardly matters. Twiddle, as I recall, yes. She went postal on a falcon or hawk as I recall. Unstable little rip. Tsk, tsk." He shakes his head, disapprovingly.

Considerably smaller than Riana, the gyr has the advantage of agility, and has already wheeled away when the eagle makes to strike, calling obscenities in her native Bird. "Begone, eater of chicks! Thiyabi's red cliffs are not for such a [untranslatable] as you!" The breeze of Vandre's passing may ruffle fur as she cuts around in a tight circle for another, slightly more cautious not-quite-strike, testing Riana's defenses.

LilyMoore runs over to the blind mouse. "The...the.....I....." is about all she can stammer out, panic clearly seen on her face and heard in her voice. Angela starts trying to poke the robin with her staff as Nissa backs up, trying to not get clawed or pecked while still trying to trap the little bird under the quilt. Riana screeches and glares at the falcon, but so far makes no move to defend herself or anything.

Twiddle keeps flapping about and retreating to whichever side doesn't have a beast on the other end. At one point she even tries to perch /on/ the quilt momentarily. The ground beasts are succeeding in splitting the robin's attention though, and then Thomas calls her a 'Sparra'. "ROBIN! Twiddle norra Sparra! Ahem no! No no no! Groundbeast stoppit! Stoppa poke Twiddle!" Now she attempts to take the stick from Angela. It's clearly the most annoying thing currently.

"Now now, calm down, lass," Thomas says, "No need to get panicked. What you need to do is cook Twiddle into a...nice...pie..." He says that loud enough for all to hear. "I'm sure your Friar would be most happy to try out that new recipe I heard he found... Then, you let The rest of the birds feast upon the Twiddle Pie, unless, of course, Twiddle hushes up..."

With 'groundbeast' attention diverted towards Twiddle, Vandre is left free to harass Riana, and seems to have no intent of stopping. "Whose chicks are you to eat? Whose mate to kill, hey? These are most regrettable things! Begone!" she shouts, swooping over Riana's head from behind.

Emyuil runs out from the main Abbey building, seeing the chaotic three-way aerial conflict from inside, and moves to place himself between Angela and whatever bird is currently closest.

LilyMoore has started to cry. "Uncle Emmy!" Angela goes to hit her grandson very hard in the abdomen as she keeps the staff away from the (coughcrazycough) little bird. "GET OUT OF HERE, EMYUIL! I'm tryin' to get this little bird, an' I can't do it with you in the way! NOW MOVE, YE IRRITATIN' LITTLE SNOLLYGOSTER!" Nissa goes to throw the blanket ont he bird as she (probably) finally grabs a hold of the staff. Riana backs up, raising her left wing as she glares murderously at the gyrfalcon. "I AM NOT HERE TO HARM ANYONE you stupid little /sparrow/!" Oh ho, it's insult time. "I came for healing after I fought a snake named Ageless! Just leave me in peace, or I shall take you outside the walls and PLUCK YOUR FEATHERS OUT!!!"

Thomas raises his voice loudly. "SILENCE! ALL OF YOU! ENOUGH NAME CALLING, YOU'RE WORSE THAN A BUNCH OF TODDLERS!!"

Twiddle may have eaten pie but she still doesn't know what 'pie' actually is. The threat of Thomas's is thus lost upon her. "Gimme stick! Gimme pokeystick! Gonna poke-a-peck-a-poke alla groundbeasts! Leave Twiddle 'lone! Twiddle gonna fight-a bigga birds!" The stick is enough of a distraction for a moment that the quilt descends upon her. The sudden soft thing, again, doesn't calm her and there's much flapping and loud shrieking! If the edges aren't secured immediately, it's clear she's going to get out, and by the sounds of her shrieked threats, between her angry birdsong, it would be Thomas she'd be going for next! "WHEEE! NORRA LOUDER THAN TWIDDLE! TWIDDLESONG LOUDSONG! GONNA PECK PECK PECK ALLA BIRDANDBEAST! PECKA PIEMOUSE GO BYE! TWEEEEE!"

Emyuil ducks out of the way, avoiding his grandmother's blow, thankfully, and dodges over to Lily instead. "Are you all right?" he demands a bit more brusquely than he intended, followed by a shout to Twiddle of "Oi! Bird! Shut your face!"

"Ho! Empty threats and insults from the young!" Vandre's talons threaten to clip Riana's wing on her next pass. She angles upward and stalls, lighting on the roof of the belltower to ready her next strike and catch her breath. "If came you for healing, why are you not in the smallbeasts' crag for that purpose, hey?"

Vandre exclaims, "Perhaps you are healed enough, and now hunger! Begone!"

Riana points at Angela. "I'm trying to escape from her! She's a Poisoner, with her.....tonics and stuff! She won't stop making me drink these nasty tasting things that taste like....like.....SHUT YOUR BEAK!!" Angela and Nissaya flop down on the edges of the quilt, doing their hardest and best to keep the irate-seeming little bird under the blanket, where she can't hurt anyone. Lily starts sobbing, covering her eyes with her paws. She seems terrified of what's going on right now.

Thomas is quite calm, actually. Birds, schmirds. "Well, is that Twiddle rip under control now? I do hope so, nasty mouth she's got, you know. Anyway..." He seems to give no thought to the other two birds fighting.

The blanket-trapped bird lump doesn't seem to be running out of energy any time soon, and the quilt, though it keeps her trapped, is almost certainly going to be entirely ruined by her talons and beak pecking and poking holes in between the tiny bird screaming obscenities- in both bird and common tongue- and calling every bird and beast present more than a few names that any younger beasts should probably not be hearing.

Emyuil growls. "Lily, go inside," he instructs. He storms over to the lump of bird.

"You better shut up," he growls. "Or the Half-Rat will dine on robin's wings tonight."

"Twiddle Pie," Thomas interjects.

"Poison! Pfah!" scoffs the gyr, though she does give Angela brief, dubious look. "Thiyabi's smallbeasts would call such a beast most regrettable, and no such things have been spoken yet!" Emyuil's words are a brief distraction. "Ho! Know you not the ways of the Thiyabi, smallbeast? To eat of another beast is most regrettable! So many have said, many times!" If it wasn't, she would be doing it.

Riana waves her wing around, interjecting herself into the conversation between the gyrfalcon and the self-proclaimed Half-Rat. "And that's why I'm not hunting here! Why can't you just leave me alone, for the sake of sanity?!!" Angela glares up at her grandson. "Emyuil. Shut yer trap and go comfort your niece. If you say one word, JUST ONE WORD, more, I will disown you until 'Rose gets back and can deal with you. I will not tolerate beasts meddlin' in my work without permission. Now begone and do something useful!" In a calmer moment, the old Healer would have /never/ said that, but she is very, very angry right now, so it's hard for her to think straight. Lily does the mature thing and hides behind the blind guy, sobbing in fear, to scared to listen to anyone's advice. Nissa goes to rap the robin on the head sharply through the quilt. "Hush, you, please. If you were calm and acting like a guest of the Abbey, there would be no need for this."

"Rattaworm no scare Twiddle! Let Twiddle out! Twiddle peck-a-peck PECK! Twiddle pecka ratworm go-a-bye! Shout a SHOUT SHOUT SHOUT!" Twiddle responds to the beast she hears outside the blanket- Emuyil- by continuing to shout and shouting louder. And then she's right back to shouting every bird and common tongue obscenity and bad name she can think of. Somewhere around 'dropping-faced-ratworm!' she also starts threatening to pull off wings, feathers, fur, tails, beaks, and eyes alongside her name calling. Vandre's voice, even though it's in her favor, apparently, gets a 'Shaddup bigga-bird! Twiddle fight own battle!' and then she's rapped on the head! This has /entirely/ the opposite effect of the intended, most likely. Now Twiddle is /incomprehensible/ in her loudest song-shouting yet! There has been violence done and she must seek vengeance! The thrashing of the bird lump intensifies...

Emyuil looks genuinely hurt when Angela threatens to disown him, muttering, "We'll talk later," venomously and heads over to Lily, whispering soothing things to her as best she can.

Thomas likewise turns to the crying maid behind him. "There now, Lass, no need for tears. What you need is a nice spot of tea, yes? How about it?"

"You are not hunting -now!- What of the strike I saw you deal the smallbeast with the staff, hey?" Vandre retorts, angling her wings forward as if to launch again. Seems she's had enough of a rest!

Vandre exclaims, "My eyes miss nothing!"

"SHE WAS THREATENING ME WITH IT! IT WAS SELF-DEFENCE!" Riana hides under a clump of trees, where it will be nigh-on impossible to attack from the air. "Just leave me alone....please?" this may or may not be the first time the eagle has ever used the word 'please'. Angela ignores her grandson and instead goes to spank the little bird on what she judges is the robin's flank equivalent. "Shuddap, yes stupid little feather duster!" She mutters something that sounds like a cuss word, but it's hard to tell because it's in a different language. Nissaya just sighs and decides to not alert the robin to the fact that he's an otter. Lily starts shaking her head uncontrollably. "B...b....bir.....birds f....fighting......s.....sc.....scare.....scared......"

Emyuil crouches next to Lily and goes to wrap his arms around her tightly. "You're gonna be okay," he whispers gently. "It's gonna be over soon."

The little bird /shrieks/ and whirls under the blanket. More violence is being done and she's trapped under some ridiculous groundbeast trap! "TERWEEEE! TWEEEE! WEEEE! LEDDA TWIDDLE OUT! SNEAKIN' GROUNDBEASTS NORRA FIGHT FAIR! WORMTAIL COWARD GROUNDBEASTS! LEDDA TWIDDLE OUT! PECK PECK PECK ALLA GROUNDBEASTS!"

Thomas sighs. "Can somebeast put that Twiddle out of its misery for me? It's giving me a headache..."

"Self-defense, you, so many times her size? Pfah! She is a nothing to your talons or mine!" Still, the eagle has been driven to ground. Sensing submission in the bigger bird's posture and tone, Vandre quiets, which is to say drops from ear-blasting screams to her usual overly bombastic boom. Riana is not, however, glared at with any less distrust. The falcon does spare some attention now for the Twiddle pie in the making, but her head whips toward Riana every few seconds, as if the eagle might commit some treachery if left unwatched for too long. "Smallbeasts!" she calls. "Are you actually going to eat that smallbird?" She sounds a bit hopeful, like someone eyeing up the last slice of pie.

"TWIDDLE WILL PECK-A-BITE ALLA TONGUES!" Comes a blanket-bird declaration.

"Friar Lacota learned of a pie recipe that requires four and twenty blackbirds," is Thomas' reply, "But I figure Twiddle will be good enough substitute..."

LilyMoore allows her uncle to hug her as she just sobs. She's crying so hard it's jolting her entire body, and she is barely making a sound. She goes to cling to her uncle as tightly as she can, her muscular arms tight with fear. Riana sighs with relief and settles down, deciding to plot how best to get her revenge on the irritating falcon... Nissaya sighs and says gently, "If you calm down and stop threatening us, we'll let you go." Angela glares at the gyrfalcon. "This is Redwall! The only beasts we eat are fish and shrimp. Why do we 'ave such bloodthirsty beasts 'ere? And with Leon gone, too....."

Emyuil holds Lily close to him, his strong arms protectively surrounding his niece. "It's gonna be okay. Want to go inside?"

"So I am told, hey? But they sound very sure." Vandre bobs her head at the beasts gathered around the foul-mouthed blanket, considering. "Ah! But perhaps it is not a beast of Thiyabi who will eat this pie?"

"TWIDDLE NORRA STOP! TWIDDLE HAS BEEN WRONGED! TWIDDLE TAKE REVENGE! MUCH PECKS! GROUNDBEAST FEEL MIGHTYBIRD WRATH!" Comes the reply from under the blanket at the suggestion she stop threatening the beasts who have trapped her... And hit her... It is a matter of smallbird honor! She cannot look /weak/! And especially not in front of /biggabirds/! The quilt gains several new violently poked holes, and there's a tearing sound, though it doesn't seem like she can rip her way through it a least.

LilyMoore nods in a wobbly fashion. Nissaya sighs and goes to just lean on the bird, not enough to squish her, but definitely enough to immobilize her. Angela glares at the falcon. "No! She's not gonna be a pie! The worst that'll 'appen to 'er is I'll lock 'er in a closet until the Abbot can deal with her." Riana clacks her beak. "Oh, please, just feed the robin to the falcon and make them both shut /up/."

Emyuil stands up and goes to wrap his paw around Lily's and lead her inside. He tries to maintain that paw contact as they move, to reassure her.

Soon he's inside, and out of the scene.

"/YOU/ shaddup biggabird!" Twiddle pipes up at Riana from beneath the quilt. There's a puffy-squeak as the otter immobilizes her under the blanket. "TWIDDLE NORRA GONNA CLOSET! FILTHY GROUNDBEAST!" No /way/ is Twiddle going in a closet! Whatever a 'closet' is... "BRING ABBUTTBEANER! ABBOTBEANER FEED TWIDDLE! TWIDDLE ALLY!"

"Why say so many times, then? Are the smallbeasts of Thiyabi not creatures of word, given to empty threats?" Vandre stands up straighter to get a better look at Angela; her tone is inquisitive, not accusatory. "If you say you will eat someone, you should eat them. It is much less confusing."

"TWIDDLE EAT /YOU/ BIGGABIRD!" The robin retorts, directed at Vandre now.

Vandre fails to dignify such a ridiculous assertion with a response.

"I guess those 2 are just full o' empty threats. /I/, however," growls Angela [as she turns back to the robin], "WILL lock you in a closet until the Abbot /Benar/ can deal with you." Riana sighs. "Little bird, if we were not in the Abbey, I would have killed you by now for your insolence." Lily allows herself to be led off by her uncle. Nissaya starts trying to wrap the little bird in the blanket so she literally can't move.

"BIGGABIRD NORRA KILL TWIDDLE! TWIDDLE SHOUTA PECKA BIGGA BIRDS ALLAWAY! PECK PECK PECK! NORRA BEAT TWIDDLE!" The little robin insists, somewhat absurdly as she's currently being /wrapped/ up. Her beak clacks and her claws peddle, trying to stop the otter, but mostly only ruining the quilt further.

Vandre watches from the belltower for now, tilting her head this way and that. The falcon's aggression has given over to her basic curiosity about everything the Abbey beasts do, including the strange way they contain Twiddle. "So without talons or wings, they must do it so clumsily! I see!" she comments, mostly to herself.

Thomas starts to putter off again, the stand off seemingly at an end.

Riana shakes her head. "I don't see how these odd little groundlings can /do/ things without talons or wings. You're right, they are very clumsy." Yawning, she settles down and decides to take a nap out here, under her clump of trees. Nissaya continues to try and wrap up the annoying little robin. If/when he succeeds, he'll try to take her into the Infirmary and lock her in a broom closet until somebeast can get either the Abbot or the Champion [to] come get her. Of course, she could escape. Or die. Or something. Because dealings with birds are always a bit of a gamble. The probabilities are all over the map. Angela stands, grabs her staff, and hobbles off to check on her great-granddaughter.

And... as soon as she's free from the quilt, Twiddle plans on breaking /everything/ she can. The bird will be locked into the closet, but for how long? She won't stay past the first time someone opens the door. And she shrieks and threatens everyone all the way...

Thanks for reading!

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Riverdale:

Characters involved: Ralai, Darklett, Slain, Keita, & Ana.

'''Salamandastron: Dining Chamber'''

Ralai sits at one of the tables eating calmly

Darklett is also in the dining chamber, having a nice little dinner before the big rush happens. He's partaking of some sort of thick-looking stew, and a tray that carries a wide array of fruits and cheeses. He gives an occasional wave to a hare walking in, or one eating across the room, but, as is the usual, he's off eating on his own. Nobody wants to get close to that psycho lieutenant Darklett.

Slain enters the dinning chamber, still flanked on each side by his 'escorts', still not happy with being kept under guard and watch he continues to speak in his native tongue to the two, it's clear that they don't know what he's saying, but even they did it's unlikely they'd talk back to him.

Grumble-grumble... Keita stands in the doorway, her eyes squinted half-shut as she searches the room for any familiar faces. There are of course a couple, but none that she knows particularly well. And so, in the end after a detour to grab a plate of food at the serving table, Keita takes a seat at a lone table along the edge - not Darklett's, but one nearby.

Darklett hasn't heard about the big escape from Halyard. Somehow. So when he sees Keita, he goes all thoughtful all of a sudden. "Hey, err. Keita." He gives a wave to her to try and get her attention. He's not walking over there, he's got way more food than the doe does.

Slain takes a seat randomly chosen, which just happens to be across from Darklett.

Ralai notices darklett is almost alone and picks up his plate and moves near him saying "care if i take a seat sirs?" to darklett and slain

Keita's ears perk as her name is called, and up she glances from sipping at her soup. The spoon is held poised before her mouth. Brow-quirk. Ahhh, it's Darklett. She sets down her spoon and waves. "'Ey - ah, Darklett." Er. She glances at Slain and Ralai as they appear beside Darklett, and she flashes a wry grin to the buck before looking back down to her soup.

Hrm. Should ask somebody about that sometime. But for now, there's a giant badger and a monitor there. To Ralai, he offers a smile and a gesture to a chair... two chairs, actually... and to Slain he gives a... brow raise and a nod of greeting. And then, he takes another spoonful of stew, blowing on it to cool it. "I guess you're from Halyard, then?" he asks of the lizard.

Slain shakes his head "No sir, I've come to help the brave warriors here free it though..." He glances back at his 'escorts' before saying "I'm still waiting to speak with one of the beasts in charge around here..."

Ralai sits down fitting in a single chair and the chair holds his weight though it creaks in complaint at him

Darklett hms at the news of the lizard not being from Halyard. So maybe Keita's the only one that got out. The hare makes a silent note to keep up on things like this. "Beasts in charge? What kind of charge? I'm in charge. Sort of, anyway. More in charge than any of these beasts here," he says, gesturing to the otherwise sans officer dining chamber.

Keita snorts. "Look forward t' waitin' for a long time..." Not one to be a loner, Keita suddenly appears, with tray, at their table. She grins at Slain.

Slain looks at Darklett "Then would you be the one I talk to about the information I have and the plan I have to get more?"

Darklett nods to Slain, his attention just barely diverted by Keita's appearance. Giving her a nod and a wave, he returns his gaze to Slain. "Information?" Now he looks at the badger, the doe, and the escort hares that are the only other beasts near him. "We can talk later, unless a superior officer shows up, then you should talk to him or her."

Ralai starts to eat

Slain nods "I was told yesterday when I arrived here that they would send for me but here I am, still waiting..."

Darklett smirks, chuckling quietly. "I'm not really surprised at all, sir. By the way," the buck extends his paw over his food to shake the lizard's claw. "Lieutenant Darklett Fletchpaw."

Ralai leans back in the chair causing it to creak a little

Slain takes his paw firmly in one of his gloved claws "Slain, dragon from the east."

Ana walks in looking cautiously around. Seeing Slain she smiles and walks quietly to stand by him, giving a small nod to everyone present.

Ralai smiles at ana saying "hello miss"

Ana smiles at the badger. "Evening."

"...Dra...gon." Darklett's paw hesitates in its shake, but continues just as firmly as before. "I see. Well, go ahead and grab yourself some food, there's plenty. Help yourself..." He pulls back his paw, and begins to take his own advice.

Keita spoons up some more soup, which she sips at whilst listening to the conversation.

Slain's attention is grabbed quickly by the sound of Ana's voice, looking back he smiles "Good evening Ana."

Ana grins. "Evening Slain." She says stepping close to the monitor. A glance is given Darklett. "Found another friend?"

Slain sends a half smile in Darklett's direction "It would appear so."

Darklett looks up from a block of cheese, dropping it to his tray before giving a wave to Ana. "Did you come with Slain, here?"

Ralai pulls out that puzzle box again though it seems nothing is inside this time and he has reset the puzzle and starts to work on it again

Ana smiles looking up at Slain. "Sort of more or less." She replies answering Darklett. Then to Slain. "Did you ever find out the names of your other two friends?"

Slain looks at his two followers "No, they don't seem to speak eastern tongue very well."

Ana giggles. "I think they would be a little bit tired of you if they did."

Slain pretends to look by this.

Keita looks across the table at Darklett and grins, clearly amused by the badger, lizard, /and/ otter sitting 'round the table. She returns her attention to her soup.

Darklett looks between Slain and Ana. "Uh...huh. Keita." He turns towards her. "How'd you get out?" the buck asks, quite interested, as he takes a bite of that same block of cheese.

Ralai continues to fiddle with the puzzle box sliding the puzzle into place even though he has solved it it is hard still

Ana smiles hugging Slain. "I think you should teach them. Then you could all discuss anything you felt like saying with them."

Slain grins a bit, placing a gloved claw on her arms around him "I would, but I have too much fun saying what ever I want to them."

Ralai laughs at that continuing to slide the peices to the puzzle around

Darklett shifts his eyes to the monitor and otter briefly, before returning his attention to Keita..

Ana thinks this over then nods. "Yes. We don't want to ruin all of Sir Slain's fun do we?" She teases.

Slain motions to a seat next to him "Would you care to join us milady?" He says directed towards Ana.

Ralai opens the puzzlebox nothing is inside right now then he closes the box and resets the puzzle

Ana nods. "Certainly sir. As long as the food is good." She takes a seat next to Slain. "What's for supper tonight?"

Ralai finishes eating and stands up saying "i should probably get back to fixing the broken weapons at the forge" then with a bow to the beasts in the room he heads towards the door

"Ah... well. There was a bit o' tunnelin', 'n' some lock-pickin', 'n' a bit o' vermin-killin'..." Keita grins slightly and shrugs. "Most of us made it out... s'far as I know." Heh.

Ralai walks out the door with a wave

Slain replies to her "I'm not all too sure, I only just got here."

Darklett raises a brow. "Most? That's great! Makes my job that much easier..." The buck rolls his shoulders, arching his back to the tune of a few cracks and pops. "How's the tavern there gonna fare without you, though?"

Ana hms. "Tis alright sir. Company's well enough without food to eat." She grins.

Slain smiles a bit "You're far too kind and forgiving milady."

Ana grins. "I should be. We're so formal tonight." She wrinkles her nose then sighs. "And yet you still aren't wearing my gifts."

Slain points to one of the dried flowers tucked into the strap of one of his gloves "But I am."

Ana claps her paws together. "Golly and me with out a saber!" She begins to laugh.

Keita gives Darklett a rather withering look. "... Thanks s'much fer reminding me. 'M not actually sure. Mostly just hopin' they don't burn it down in spite."

Slain raises a brow ridge, not really sure what she means by that.

Ana sighs at the confused look. "You know you're one of the beautiful beasts and I'm the handsome one...." She shrugs then smiles. "So how has your day been?"

Darklett shrugs, raising his paws defensively at the look. "Well, I'm sure a lot could be worse." He takes a bite of fruit, reiterating his fears from before: "They could burn it down with the remaining hostages still inside."

Slain rubs the back of his neck nodding "Ah, I see now.... well it's been alright, but I just wish that they'd send for me already, I'm getting tired of sitting around these halls waiting."

Ana nods. "Then what will happen?"

Slain adds "Then, I'll tell them what I told the Major and also my plan on how to gather a bit more information on what's going on here."

Ana ahs. "Do you think I would be able to help in some way?" She asks, drumming a paw on the arm of her chair.

Keita sighs, and nods. "Yeah... s'pose that'd be worse." She doesn't look too certain about that - skewed set of priorities and all that. XD

Slain places the gloved claw with the flower on her shoulder gently "I'm not sure, I was able to gather information on Ruingate because of what I am, I was counting on that working twice with these Bloodthirsters. I'd rather you stayed here out of harms way."

Ana sighs and rolls her eyes. "Alright I'll stay here. But I'd rather keep an eye on you. You always seem to wind up hurt some how."

Slain strokes her cheek "I'll make you a promise, I wont fight at all while I'm doing this, I'll simply get the information then disappear and return to you."

Darklett is finally finished with his massive helping of supper, only a few crumbs and the inedible parts of fruit littering his eating space. He opens his mouth to speak, then turns his head at Slain as he speaks, but only slightly, and far from obviously. Shaking his head, he continues with what he was doing. "Lieutenant Oxeye's planning an assault on Halyard to get the rest of them outta there. You won't be without your pub for long, Keita."

Ana gives a small smile. "Just don't get hurt." She says with a nod as if agreeing. She places a paw on his. "Please stay safe."

Slain replies while nuzzling her shoulder with the end of his snout "I'll move as a breeze in the night, I'll be gone before they ever know I'm there."

Oxeye, huh? "Good ole dad." The doe snickers and ducks her head, sipping at her water.

Darklett smirks, nodding and leaning back in her chair. "The hare knows what he's doing, that's for sure. At least I hope so." He pauses here, his eyes squinting a little and going off to the extreme right, towards a wall. Shrugging, he straightens himself. "So, what's your drink?" His paw raises in a lazy gesture to her cup.

Ana shakes her head. "Then how would you get information? I feel better now that I have your word that you at least will try not to get hurt." She grins then sighs. "Tomorrow do you think the summons will come?"

Slain shrugs resting his head on her shoulder "I don't know..."

Ana hms her eyes half closing as she smiles. "I think maybe it's me you should be telling to stay out of trouble. Remember when we met?"

Slain nods "True, but I was injured then too if you recall..."

Keita holds up her own cup, and grins wryly. "Watah." She holds the cup out to his and clinks it to its side. "Cheers."

Ana nods and smiles. "They should name an infirmary after us." She ruminates over what type of a name that would be then changes her mind. "Your name would have to come second." She states calmly.

Slain chuckles "I think it's fine just being called the abbey infirmary."

Darklett laughs, clinking the cup with Keita's. "Surprised you haven't gone and bothered Neville about a drink or two for dinner. You don't seem to be a water kinda doe," he muses with an afterthought chuckle.

Ana still ruminates over the name then sighs. "Yes it probably should stay the same any way you put it makes it sound like I was killed."

Slain frowns a bit at the thought and moves his tail gently around her waist while keeping his head on her shoulder "I rather prefer you alive."

Ana smiles hugging him again and kissing his cheek. "I prefer the same for you too."

"I was nevah the drinkin' type, t' be honest." Keita pulls back her cup and takes a sip, looking over the rim at Darklett. "Word t' the wise - the only successful bartendah is a sobah one."

Slain smiles and sits up a bit "Then I will return to you in one piece as quickly as I can."

Darklett leans forward towards Keita, his brows lowered as he stares at her incredulously. "What? Hah! I would have never guessed..." He shakes his head, and takes a sip of his own lightly alcoholic dinner drink. ANOTHER side-glance is given to Slain and Ana, before he asks Keita another question: "Did you live here very long after you were born? I don't think I've ever seen you in this mountain."

Ana gives nod. "Good you return in one piece and I'll stay in one piece." She glances over at Darklett and Keita before looking back at Slain. "What do you think's happening back at the Abbey?"

Slain lets his head hang over the back of his chair to stare at the ceiling of the room "I'm not sure."

"Actually, I wasn't born 'ere. I was /before/ the deah Colonel's Long Patrol era..." Keita rolls her eyes and smirks. "I came 'ere the first time when I was jus' shy o' two seasons old, 'n' lived here on 'n' off aftah that. Mostly I lived with m' Aunt, though."

"Ahh, I see, then. I guess your Aunt lives in Halyard." Darklett takes another slow sip of his drink, leaning back in his chair and hanging his free paw and its respective arm over the back of the chair.

Ana hms her eyes half closing.

Slain says "I'm sure Anaru is running a muck with the other little ones, Juniper is no doubt busy in the library looking at maps for any clues as to Jesmin's location."

Keita grins and shakes her head. Strike two, Dark. XD "Nah - she lives about a day'r so's walk downshore from 'ere." The doe crosses her arms over her chest and just waits, to see if he'll try at any more guesses. Hehe. Amused.

Ana sighs. "I wonder where she is. I hope she's alright."

Slain replies "I know she'll be fine Ana." He places a gloved claw on her paw to add reassurance.

Darklett slumps, his head tilting back until it can go no farther, and he stares at the ceiling. "Ah, alright." He brings a paw to his forehead and rubs at it, before sitting up straight again. He seems to have been silenced, for the most part. XD

Keita relents with a laugh. "Chin up, eh? Ya were righ' about not seein' me - the old mountain 'n' I don't get along s'well. Distance makes the heart grow fondah 'n' all that rubbish. Doesn't seem t'have worked." She casts a rueful look about.

Ana stirs herself. "Huh what?" She glances around then stretches. "Long walking doesn't and short rest never did make me a alert beast."

"Ah..." Still a bit silenced from before, Dark places his elbows on the table, folding his paws and resting his chin on them. "So why not?" He asks it as if he's fully aware this could be a bad question. :P

Slain chuckles a bit and puts an arm around her "I've over heard something about what they call a 'rec room' here, maybe you could rest there and maybe I could join you."

Ana nods making as if to stand but then stays seated. "What if I see that one hare here. There are so many of them here you know."

Slain says "The hares here are very kind, I doubt one as vicious as him would be let in here."

Ana says softly. "What if he was let in just because he's a hare."

Slain tries his best to comfort her by rubbing her shoulder "I doubt it, besides, there are hares at Redwall too."

Keita returns his look in such a way that suggests she knows full well that /he/ knows that this could be a bad question, and looks amused about it. Yes. If you can sort that out, you're golden. "Tends t' be less than accommodatin' t' dibbuns."

Ana shakes her head. "But they know what he looks like. I'm not sure if they would know of him here."

Slain says "In that case, I'll go where ever you want to."

Ana nods.

Darklett nods, and shifts. "I see." His gaze searches around the room, most probably for a convenient subject change. He shifts again.

Slain half closes his eyes while resting his head on Ana's shoulder again.

Keita would recognize that wandering look anywhere. Subject change ahoy! "So! Will you be goin' off with the othah patrol types t' rescue our deah Halyard?"

Darklett almost jumps at the new suggestion for conversation, nodding vigorously. "Absolutely. Ready to go, whenever they give me the word." He reaches down to his belt and pulls out a throwing knife, placing the blade tip on the table and giving it a little flick, spinning it. "I've even managed to get the Colonel to fashion me some new knives."

Ana lays her head on Slain's that's resting on her shoulder. When the hare pulls out his knife she catches the motion out of the corner of her eye but it's enough to startle her. She sits up ridged her eyes going wide as a paw grips Slain's arm like a vice.

Slain opens his eyes wide when he feels Ana's grip "Ana?"

Ana gives a small nod over to Darklett and the knife laid upon the table.

Slain looks to the knife then to Darklett as they are motioned to.

Keita catches the blade mid-spin by its handle, and holds it in her open palm, looking it over speculatively. "... Nice." She turns it around, offering it handle first back to him. "S'pose Ox'd have any use fer a bartendah doublin' as a healah?" She looks... thoughtful.

Slain puts his arms around her to try to comfort the otter maid "Don't worry Ana, it's okay, he isn't going to hurt you."

Darklett flicks his ears at the sudden silence from the otter and lizard, and looks their way, which explains the ease with which Keita was able to take that knife. :P He shrugs at the pair, then turns to Keita. "Heh, they work pretty well, too. Let's just hope the whole set performs as well as these three." He takes the knife back and puts it back in his belt, eyeing Ana oddly. "Heh, even so, do you think he'd let you?"

The lieutenant chuckles. "No harm in asking, but I don't blame you for wanting to help out... After all, the tavern there is yours."

Ana eases a little as the knife goes away but she still continues to watch Dakrlett as if not trusting him.

Keita shrugs. "D'you think he could stop me if'n he wanted t'? He may be Zoe's little fling, but he isn't /actually/ m' fathah." Blunt much? Keita calmly sips at her water before going on, a little less controversially. "Besides, I owe Zeraph one. Got t' make sure someone's around t' sew 'im up if he gets himself all nicked up again."

Darklett's eyes widen. Strike three? "Uh...huh. Well... I've got no problem with it, but Oxeye is coordinating it. I'm sure there are healers, but there can never be too many of them, right?"

Keita looks at Darklett over the rim of her cup, and at his widened eyes, she inwardly winces. Right. So, maybe being back in the mountain makes her a little more tetchy than she remembered. "Er - sorry." Cough. "Righ'. Healahs're good t' have around..." And because she's feeling guilty for being awful, she tries for a grin. "Besides, that way I'll be righ' there 'n' ready t' serve up the drinks once we smash 'em. Eh? You c'n have all the drinks ya want, on me."

Darklett grins, ignoring the little awkwardness they had for a second there with a wave of his paw. "Sounds good to me, Keita. I mean, it's the least you could do for me, considering I'm saving those very drinks in the first place..." He chuckles at the little jest, smirking into his cup before drinking the last of the vessel's contents.

Keita grins and pushes her bowl away, with its much-cold and congealed soup. "Well, if ya want a little taste in the meantime, I'd speak t' Rahier 'n' mention m' special brew t' him. He said he still 'ad a bottle knockin' around somewhere."

Darklett eyes the yucky soup bowl, turning his head away rather quickly. "Your special brew? Does Neville know that there's a bottle of that in this mountain?" He chuckles, his eyes going up a little in thought. "He'd throw a fit if there was a gulp of alcohol being drunk in this mountain that wasn't his..."

Eyes rolling playfully to the ceiling and coincidentally in Neville's direction, Keita laughs. "It's... kept undah wraps. Only m'best customahs get that stuff." She concludes with another short laugh, "Nev's... safe in his ignorance." Ignorance, yes. Especially of the fact that Keita regularly pilfered his supplies in her earlier tavern-running days, before she had a regular supplier. But he needn't know that. XD

Darklett nods understandingly. "Mum's the word, Keita. Mum's the word..." He takes one of his knives out and starts fiddling with it, as is the buck's regular habit. "Hmm." Thoughts have turned towards Halyard again. "Do you know where they're keeping the hostages?"

Keita frowns thoughfully. "Well, we were bein' kept in m' deah little tavern up t' the point where we escaped. I believe they've got some othahs in othah parts o' the village. Put 'em t' work, y'know?"

Darklett nods, looking... a little TOO thoughtfully at that knife in his paw. "Yeah... Now, were there a lot of guards everywhere?" He gets through that question and on with the next rather quickly.

"Well... there were a good few from what I saw - which wasn't much. They boarded up the windows so we couldn't see anythin' outside..." At this point, she's leaning forward with lowered voice. "I heard tell they were buildin' some sort o' thing'r othah outside, though. Nevah found out what, though." Pause. Frown. "But from the bunch o' vermin that came runnin' aftah us when we escaped, I'd say they've got a fair numbah o' guards, all things considahed."

Darklett stops fiddling with the knife, shrugging and putting it back. Just a thought. "Should have my work cut out for me, then, eh? After all, they let you all escape, they can't be that good at what they do..."

At this, Keita partially lifts her tunic to expose bandages, and taps claw-tips lightly on the lower part of her rib cage. "Well, they didn't let us escape without a bit o' trouble. We were just lucky t' have some patrol hares with us, 'n' a coupla othah friendly types t' help us out. Without 'em, there's no way the village folk woulda made it. Some of 'em didn't."

Darklett is really trying to stay confident about this. >.< "...Yeah." The hare eyes the bandages, his footpaw lightly tapping the floor a few times before he stops himself, and, thinking better of it, takes out one of his knives again and starts playing with it, eyes looking over it and to Keita on occasion, as he searches for another little quip of self-reassurance.

"... Well, ah. We killed some of 'em, anyway?" Keita's ears are drooping a bit at Darklett's drop in mood, and so she tries for another grin, though it looks a little bit sick at the memory. "I... well. I stabbed one of 'em righ' in the neck, 'n' anothah one in the foot." What a warrior. Yeah, right. ;p

Darklett clicks his teeth together, shaking out of whatever little sulk he'd mentally talked himself into. "Right! None of 'em... none of 'em know how to fight. Just go in, smash their skulls into their necks, and celebrate." He rolls around the knife in both of his paws, seeing his blobby reflection, and moves a paw down to grab another of the three knives. "I need to practice more. Ever throw any knives, Keita?"

"... Yes." This is said rather tentatively, though, and Keita grins. "When I was youngah, anyway. Last time I threw one, it ended up hittin' handle first. Worked out well 'nough, I s'pose. Knocked 'em out."

Darklett grins, expertly spinning each blade around his paws, always using just the flat of the blade, not the handle nor the sharp edges or tip. "Whatever works, I say. You just gotta practice enough... Get the feel of how it's supposed to roll off of your paw when you throw it, know how many times it's gonna spin in the air before it hits the target, if it's gonna curve because of a wind... Most good throwing knives, including these, are crafted so it's almost impossible for the blade to not hit the target."

Keita actually snickers. "Ya'd be surprised what I c'n make a weapon do against its inclination." The doe nods her head to his cup, where the alcoholic beverage was. "That? That's the only weapon I've mastahed in this life."

Darklett picks up his cup, inspecting it. "Well, I guess... with enough force, to the back of the head..." He looks to Keita, next, with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.

"'Ey now - I'll have ya know that gettin' the guards stinkin' drunk was the only reason we managed the escape a'tall." Keita returns the smirk with an amiable - and proud - grin. "'Tis a right powahful weapon, when ya know how t' use it."

Darklett's smirk stretches into a matching grin, nodding and giving a quiet laugh. "Giving a whole new meaning to smashing the enemy, I guess..." The buck scoots out his chair, and puts everything he used to eat on the tray that previously held the cheese and fruits, then picks up the tray. "Got some training to do, Keita. Find your da-... Err, find Lieutenant Oxeye and ask him about the patrol, if you want to go. We'll get you back in business soon enough." At that, the hare turns and heads towards the kitchen to drop off his dishes.

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[[Category:November_2008]]
[[Category:Ancient_History]]
[[Category:Salamandastron]]
[[Category:RP_Logs]]

Plague Update - Jan 12th

2017-11-19T20:56:56Z

Riverdale:

Jan 9th

- Death count: 19

- Darcy the healer and Colonel Zoe_Lang decide to send some beasts on a quest to find the herb Goldenwort, which is thought to be a possible cure. Major Darklett is put in charge of this quest and begins to select beasts to accompany him.

Jan 10th

- The healers choose to no longer let a death count be known, for reasons of morale. However, all the specifics of the plague are still being recorded.

- Major Darklett and his group leave on a quest to Southsward to search for Goldenwort.

- Beasts continue to get sick even in healthy zones. For the sake of Mossflower, the decision is made to quarantine the entire abbey. Anyone is still welcome to come in but those who are inside are not allowed to leave until the quarantine is lifted.

Jan 12th

- A play is performed in Great Hall in an attempt to increase the morale and general good cheer of Abbey beasts. It is written by Tameus, with the help of Sivaine, and called "Colonel Wameus and the Ridiculous, Revolting Pirates". It stars Tameus as Colonel Wameus, Novice Bradge as the doe Delilah, Sivaine as Nerdez the Foppish Fox, and Colonel Zoe as Kessy the One-Eyed Pirate. It is by all accounts a smashing success.

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[[Category:January_2009]]
[[Category:News_Report_--_IC]]
[[Category:The_Plague]]

Travel Is Never Worry Free-log from the SS Salty Paw

2017-11-19T20:56:21Z

Riverdale:

''This happens Monday June 5th,Posted it early as OOCLY busy next few days, but they do ICLY arrive coast by Wednesday-8TH or Thursday=9TH :) and I am back by then OOCLy as well''

Almost There or Day..what? , Day 6?

SS Salty Paw: Deck

This is the SS Salty Paw. A fine sailing ship if there ever was one. It’s not large, yet not small, and has a cozy below deck area to sleep in or relax. There is the steering wheel and of course the mast and sails to make the ship go down river or on the sea coast. The ship is a light black color with lines of blue and a picture of a paw on the side, above it reads ==SS SALTY PAW==

Jedrick had not done much the last couple days, nor had his new servant do much since his paw was hurt. He looked to the foxes “We are close to the sea now, then on to Halyard.”

The fox nods silently, the other does as well as seems these two rarely ever talked unless it was to give a report and so far no beast land or air had seen them. A couple hedgehogs had showed up once but that was all.

Xander stayed below as he did a lot. Reading and writing and doing a lot of math most of the day. His paw was still bandaged but healing nicely, it bleed though the bandage the first day and then was ok again when another stich was placed in it, it would leave a scar but there was no major damage and he would still be able to use it for whatever he wanted to, or needed to.

On the shore line was a couple weasels, short ones with feathers and sticks all in their fur. Odd paint was under their eyes and well as on the cheeks. They watched the boat from the shoreline and had been for the past hour.

Jedrick was always keen on sight and he sees and catches movement as he tells the fox archers “We may have company, take care of it”

The foxes nod and look to the shore, one fires off and is rewarded with a cry of pain as he hits a rather short weasel.

The shore seems to come to life with rather angry little weasels with war paint, feathers and sticks in varies places on their bodies. One slightly taller one seems to be the leader “We Flitchaye!!!”

Xander frowns at the noise and sneaks up to catch a peek at the source of the voices and gasps, he has seen them before and whimpers

Jedrick hisses “FIRE!” The foxes fire off the arrows, managing to kill a couple more of the Flitchaye warriors. He looks at the badger cub “Below now and stay below” His tone is a commanding one, not a request.

The Flitchaye seem to become more enraged and even try to swim to the ship with long sticks of burning herbs at the end of the sticks. Herbs to make one dizzy and pass out if smelled too long or too deeply. The leader Muldoon watches “Gogemum getum!!”

Xander eyes widen and he raced back down below deck and hide under covers.

Jedrick meet the swimming weasels with arrows, one managed to get on the boat and he kicked them over board.

One of the foxes gasps as a dart hits his neck and he stiffens and falls over dead, Muldoon chuckles and aims for the other fox.

Xander meanwhile stays below; he wants nothing to do with these weasels.

Jedrick ears flatten on his head as he growls and his tail wags behind him. No one is going to ruin his day if he has anything to do about it. He draws his blade and narrows his eyes on the chieftain of these weasels.

Muldoon sticks out his tongue “I gotsya goyeahgood!” He gasps as an arrow barely misses him from the other fox, he forgot about,”Retreatsnowfastie!” He goes to run back into the woods along the bank and all but a couple follow him who are still swimming.

Xander would peek out but he stays where he is, he is following orders as he rather not make this day worse.

Jedrick hisses as the two weasels board his ship and a quick movement they are beheaded, he snorts and looks to the rat and fox still alive, he points to the dead fox “Over board with him.”

They obey and the dead comrade is thrown overboard and they clean up the deck, including the two weasels over board as well and get as far from the area as possible.

Jedrick goes below deck “Xander, come to me”

Xander walks over and stands straight “I am here sir”

Jedrick looks him over; he sits and starts to clean the blade, “You seen them before I am guessing?”

Xander nods and gasps as thunder sounds and it’s followed by pouring rain. Fear comes into his eyes as he whimpers, he can’t help it storms are one of his true fears but he forces himself not to hide, not when dashing to hide could be worse.

Jedrick watches him and goes above to make shore things are well, he finds a shielded area by some rocks and some tree roots, they are very close to the sea coast now but a rest is fine. He heads back down to speak to the badger cub “Storms you fear?”

Xander has stayed where he was, doing his best to be brave and nods “Yes s..sir. A storm is why my parents are dead, it was a small island and it washed into our home, we tried to escape on a small boat, smaller than this one..my father died, mother died when the boat crashed into rocks close to Salamandstron …she was barely alive on the shore and d…died in the night. I woke up and..and she was cold and wouldn’t wake up. She..died and the sea gulls tried to kill me but as I said that’s when my adopted mother found and saved me, along with one of the Long Patrol Hares who made sure the sea gulls went away.”

Jedrick nods and speaks “We must all face our fears and conquer them. Defeat them. Fear is an enemy to be defeated and once fear is beat we are stronger. Some fear can be useful.” He speaks softer “I am not saying to never have fear, that’s impossible as we all have a fear, a weakness and we all have strength. Do you understand Xander?”

Xander listens carefully and nods “I think so sir.”

Jedrick smiles “Good. You are braver than you think; take when I sewed your paw..you were brave. To not be under a bed or covers when I returned..brave. Heck putting up with Zurrgg for over 8 weeks is bravery as well.”

Xander manages a small smile ”I..was sort of brave wasn’t I?” Wait he is not supposed to get along with his captor..is he? He looks at the ground again, then back to meet the wildcat’s eyes.

Jedrick stays where he is, ”Faceing fear is one lesson to be learned and it takes time, it’s not over night. You have the makings to be great one day. Be strong and brave, a fighter..warrior whatever you call it. I plan to train you.”

Xander nods as he listens, “Yes sir” He says as he keeps eye contract.

Jedrick smiles “Well seems Zurrgg did teach you importance of eye contract and listening to others. Least he was useful in some ways , but you belong to me now and that’s one thing you are to NEVER forget, is that understood?” His tone is serious.

Xander nods “Yes sir, of course sir. I…”He frowns “I belong to you.” He has given in to his fate it would seem.

Jedrick looks pleased “This is a wise decision Xander, now seems we have a bit of a rest till the storm passes then it’s a couple days to Halyard from here. This ship will be destroyed once we get there..shortly after we leave the boat the fox and rat will burn it and let it sink, it will be of no use to me after we get to our home.”

The rest of the night is quiet and into the mid-morning when they head off once more towards the coast and towards Halyard, whatever happens will happen and only time will tell what that is.

[[Category:Leon]]
[[Category:June_2016]]
[[Category:Vermin_RP]]
[[Category:RP_Logs]]

Welcome Back

2017-11-19T20:55:50Z

Riverdale:

(Yeah its a super short log..so :P )

FV:Tavern
Outside a sign swings on a rusty creaking frame above the doorway of the tavern depicting a faded painting of what appears to be three rather rich looking skeletons slumped over a table around a black chalice, perhaps such a thing could be taken as a warning but it doesn't appear to work on the locals. The noise within on a normal day is usually heard before the door is even opened and only rises in volume when one actually steps inside.
There are the typical qualities of a tavern within, from the bar to the chairs and booths and the odd drunk who never seems to move it's the little details which encourage a patron to pay his tab if he likes his fingers. One look at some of the staff or customers might give the impression but the room is decorated to the fiercer tastes with bones, mostly skulls cropping up here and there to fill a gap on a shelf or decorating the walls above the doorways, fireplace and bar, a pair of axes joining the one over the fire with some signs that they've been yanked off to join in a fight a couple of times. Some of the comfier chairs are lined with fur and very rarely one might be found with a few pointed bits of bone to decorate the back. Despite the looks there is entertainment and fun to be had, some form of music usually played on a small stage in the corner and at least one bouncer usually tries to keep the peace while beasts gamble, drink and be merry.
A small door behind the bar leads out the back to the kitchen and cellars while one wall has been opened up in a wide arch to increase the space off into the next room where what seems to be a wooden fence with gates on either end has been set up as a fighting pit as further entertainment and something to bet over.
Exits: [UP] Stairs, [K]itchen, [F]ighting [P]it, [Out]

Marek is back and getting the tavern back in running order, he grumbles and nods to a rat "Get the order right, good grief.." He looks at a ferret, " Ok then dust some more, why when I am gone a couple days this place wants to try and fall apart for"

Scioto opens the tavern door and glances over at the stoat. He then walks in and sits down where he usually sits but doesn’t say anything right away.

Marek gives a nod to Scioto as he goes to get some scones out and sits them down. He crosses his arms and looks around "Well, give it a few days this place will be fine again." He walks over to Scioto "So how long are they here and you know who they are.."

Scioto gets an ale and drinks half of it before he replies, "Tomorrow they head off as for when tomorrow I have no clue. By the way I heard from one of my guards you found a missing Redwall beast, that’s a good thing"

Marek gets himself an ale, "She was lost and the woods was no place for a..well can't call her child..teen?"

Scioto sips his own ale, "You did something good for the abbey, maybe they will think on that. It’s just a thought."

Marek sighs "Maybe, but still it’s one thing and I have done lots of bad things and one good thing can't undo them that quickly Mr. Scioto, but yes I helped find Lilymoore and maybe it’s one step closer to getting forgiveness, to show I am good. I do not know."

Scioto nods, "I am glad to see your back, and not just cause you’re the tavern owner, I also see you as a friend." He stands as he goes to exit the tavern "I need some sleep, have a good evening Marek" He then heads to his home.

Marek watches the chieftain head off and finishes the ale he had poured for himself.

Scioto heads home, he needs some rest and maybe a day off, yes a day off is good he will think on it in the morning.

[[Category:Oz]]
[[Category:July_2015]]
[[Category:Woodlander_RP]]
[[Category:RP_Logs]]
[[Category:Ferravale]]

Friends Forever!

2017-11-19T20:55:16Z

Riverdale:

RW Abbey: Kitchen
--------------------------------------------------------------------
This is a long, narrow room with five large fireplaces set into one wall, and two equally large wood burning iron stoves set against the opposite wall. Several small, rectangular tables rest in here, but there are no chairs available. The rest of the wall space is taken up by an entire array of shelves, cupboards, and counters which hold the day-to-day cooking supplies and utensils. The kitchen is clean and well maintained, and more recent efforts have been made toward organization of the cooking ware.
On the wall just right of the door leading into Great Hall is a neatly penned chart, which lists the names of beasts assigned to cooking duty as well as the dates and times they are scheduled. A small note above the chart urges residents to volunteer for at least a slot or two a week.
Morning light is streaming in through the windows. The ovens have been stoked for the days cooking.
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Exits/Entrances:
[G]reat [H]all [Wine] Cellar [Sc]ullery
[C]avern [H]ole [Pan]try [La]rder
[Ki]tchen [P]ath

Caleb has finished chores and is now doing something he hasn't in a couple weeks or more and that’s cook, even if it’s just a little bit and he seems to be enjoying it as he tastes what he is making and smiles adding some salt, just a pinch and then stirs the pot smiling even more.

Cynthia walks into the kitchen and watches the other mouse before she speaks "What ya doing now? I thought you were not able to cook while on punishment or whatever" She folds her arms over her chest as she stays off to the side.

Caleb looks over and frowns "I..sort of missed it and I still have chopped up veggies. I am sure they won't mind once and it’s enjoyable....well for me if is anyways and fun to create something neat and different"

Cynthia blinks "Cooking is enjoyable, how is that so seems like work to me"

Caleb smiles "Like this is a like broccoli and potato soup, it’s different but good." He says "Broccoli and potatoes, some cream and a little salt. In a large saucepan combine potatoes and broth. Bring to boiling; reduce heat. Simmer, covered, for 8 minutes. Mash potatoes slightly. Stir in broccoli and milk. Bring just to simmering."

Cynthia shrugs "Don't sound good to me"

Caleb says, "In a medium bowl toss together 2 cups cheese and flour; gradually add to soup, stirring until cheese is melted. Season to taste with pepper." Yeah he likes to talk and explain things as he goes along and seems to really REALLY enjoy cooking as he smiles and stirs, he hmmms "Maybe needs..something...I know just a little onion"

Cynthia raises an eyebrow as she watches him, " You know, your probably gonna get into trouble"

Caleb shrugs "I don't know, I like cooking as its...fun and maybe I will but I do have. well least a little free time" He adds the onion to the soup and stirs as he gets a spoon and tastes, nodding to himself, “Sides...its relaxing"

Cynthia sits down, " I say no on that..relaxing bit. what are you going to do when the feast is going on later in the week?"

Caleb frowns as he finishes the soup "Most likely be in my room, not able to go to it." He sits the pot aside and then looks for a bowl to get some of the soup and then sits down after getting a spoon and starts to eat it and smiles a little "Soup turned out good."

Cynthia shrugs, "That’s nice, guess we all have our different skills"

Caleb listens "And you have a skill with the harp and singing, least I liked it" He eats another spoonful of the soup and then hmmms,"Soup?"

Cynthia frowns and stands up "Yeah and you have a skill with spying...and no thanks" She then storms off into another room.

RW Abbey: Cavern Hole
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This room is slightly smaller than Great Hall, but still of a size large enough to accomodate a great number of gathered beasts. A large fireplace is set into one of the walls, and there are a series of small tables and chairs near one end for beasts who are eating late, or simply prefer the smaller tables for their meals. Cushions and blankets have been set in one corner. A short flight of steps leads up to Great Hall, and along the walls of the stairs, going both ways, the word 'Redwall' has been carved into the stone.
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Exits/Entrances:
[G]reat [H]all
[Ki]tchen

Caleb has followed her into the room and walks slowly over "Cynthia? Ya ok?" Hey he even brought some of that soup he made and sits a bowl down in front of her and some water also and sits down across from her.

Cynthia looks up and is frowning, maybe even crying "What do you want Caleb, I left to...to be alone now go away" she says in a quiet tone.

Caleb frowns "But..your crying and...is it something I said I am sorry if it was. I really do like your music and your voice is very pretty."

Cynthia looks at the soup and starts to eat some and blinks, hey this is good and she eats all of it before speaking again "Its..I am not that good, ok you don’t have to say things to make me feel better.." She eats the rest of the soup and adds "And this is good soup, you somehow made broccoli taste good"

Caleb offers a smile she watches her enjoy the soup he made "And how do I know you’re not saying that to make ME feel better" He waits on a reply.

"And why would I......" Cynthia starts and then ohhhs and nods "Ok Ok..maybe...just ...few really be nice to me before came here and..it’s hard to trust ok"

Caleb nods "I know...hard to gain and like easy to lose at times but I like to be your friend, I mean you helped me when me and you were outside the abbey and I admit I was worried about you and thought you died once and I am glad you didn’t die"

Cynthia blinks "You...are? And is my singing and harp playing really that good..I mean I could probably do better"

Caleb smiles and nods "Yes it is and yeah..like I want to be better and great at cooking and you can be great at singing and playing the harp and we both could be like the best beasts at a feast...maybe the Spring one even"

Cynthia chuckles a little," What else do you make well besides soup?"

Caleb smiles, cooking is his passion and it shows as he speaks "Breads, cookies, pies and I have made soups and even one time made this shortcake"

Cynthia watches him and can't help but smile when he smiles, "Neat...I hope you do very well and learn lots and lots and maybe even make your own feast someday"

Caleb says, "I even made this like pudding once and thinking of trying to make a pudding inside of a like shortcake type thing..with berries it would be so yummy I think"

Cynthia smirks "Well I am gonna be a famous singer and harp player first." She smiles and takes a sip of water."Yeah and like be so so well know all over the place."

Caleb grins "And like I would be the one making the feast for your like famous performances.."

Cynthia smiles "That would be so neat." She smiles at him "I am glad we are friends and I hope we are never not friends"

Caleb says, "Yeah friends forever"

Cynthia nods and goes to give him a hug and smiles warmly at him." I am gonna go practice my singing and music..kay, see you later Caleb" She then heads off.

Caleb smiles as he is hugged and gives one of his own"Ok...see you later..Cynthia"

[[Category:Leon]]
[[Category:February_2016]]
[[Category:Redwall_Abbey]]
[[Category:RP_Logs]]

Friends Forever!

2017-11-19T20:54:23Z

Riverdale:

RW Abbey: Kitchen
--------------------------------------------------------------------
This is a long, narrow room with five large fireplaces set into one wall, and two equally large wood burning iron stoves set against the opposite wall. Several small, rectangular tables rest in here, but there are no chairs available. The rest of the wall space is taken up by an entire array of shelves, cupboards, and counters which hold the day-to-day cooking supplies and utensils. The kitchen is clean and well maintained, and more recent efforts have been made toward organization of the cooking ware.
On the wall just right of the door leading into Great Hall is a neatly penned chart, which lists the names of beasts assigned to cooking duty as well as the dates and times they are scheduled. A small note above the chart urges residents to volunteer for at least a slot or two a week.
Morning light is streaming in through the windows. The ovens have been stoked for the days cooking.
--------------------------------------------------------------------
Exits/Entrances:
[G]reat [H]all [Wine] Cellar [Sc]ullery
[C]avern [H]ole [Pan]try [La]rder
[Ki]tchen [P]ath

Caleb has finished chores and is now doing something he hasn't in a couple weeks or more and that’s cook, even if it’s just a little bit and he seems to be enjoying it as he tastes what he is making and smiles adding some salt, just a pinch and then stirs the pot smiling even more.

Cynthia walks into the kitchen and watches the other mouse before she speaks "What ya doing now? I thought you were not able to cook while on punishment or whatever" She folds her arms over her chest as she stays off to the side.

Caleb looks over and frowns "I..sort of missed it and I still have chopped up veggies. I am sure they won't mind once and it’s enjoyable....well for me if is anyways and fun to create something neat and different"

Cynthia blinks "Cooking is enjoyable, how is that so seems like work to me"

Caleb smiles "Like this is a like broccoli and potato soup, it’s different but good." He says "Broccoli and potatoes, some cream and a little salt. In a large saucepan combine potatoes and broth. Bring to boiling; reduce heat. Simmer, covered, for 8 minutes. Mash potatoes slightly. Stir in broccoli and milk. Bring just to simmering."

Cynthia shrugs "Don't sound good to me"

Caleb says, "In a medium bowl toss together 2 cups cheese and flour; gradually add to soup, stirring until cheese is melted. Season to taste with pepper." Yeah he likes to talk and explain things as he goes along and seems to really REALLY enjoy cooking as he smiles and stirs, he hmmms "Maybe needs..something...I know just a little onion"

Cynthia raises an eyebrow as she watches him, " You know, your probably gonna get into trouble"

Caleb shrugs "I don't know, I like cooking as its...fun and maybe I will but I do have. well least a little free time" He adds the onion to the soup and stirs as he gets a spoon and tastes, nodding to himself, “Sides...its relaxing"

Cynthia sits down, " I say no on that..relaxing bit. what are you going to do when the feast is going on later in the week?"

Caleb frowns as he finishes the soup "Most likely be in my room, not able to go to it." He sits the pot aside and then looks for a bowl to get some of the soup and then sits down after getting a spoon and starts to eat it and smiles a little "Soup turned out good."

Cynthia shrugs, "That’s nice, guess we all have our different skills"

Caleb listens "And you have a skill with the harp and singing, least I liked it" He eats another spoonful of the soup and then hmmms,"Soup?"

Cynthia frowns and stands up "Yeah and you have a skill with spying...and no thanks" She then storms off into another room.

RW Abbey: Cavern Hole

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This room is slightly smaller than Great Hall, but still of a size large enough to accomodate a great number of gathered beasts. A large fireplace is set into one of the walls, and there are a series of small tables and chairs near one end for beasts who are eating late, or simply prefer the smaller tables for their meals. Cushions and blankets have been set in one corner. A short flight of steps leads up to Great Hall, and along the walls of the stairs, going both ways, the word 'Redwall' has been carved into the stone.

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Exits/Entrances:

[G]reat [H]all

[Ki]tchen

Caleb has followed her into the room and walks slowly over "Cynthia? Ya ok?" Hey he even brought some of that soup he made and sits a bowl down in front of her and some water also and sits down across from her.

Cynthia looks up and is frowning, maybe even crying "What do you want Caleb, I left to...to be alone now go away" she says in a quiet tone.

Caleb frowns "But..your crying and...is it something I said I am sorry if it was. I really do like your music and your voice is very pretty."

Cynthia looks at the soup and starts to eat some and blinks, hey this is good and she eats all of it before speaking again "Its..I am not that good, ok you don’t have to say things to make me feel better.." She eats the rest of the soup and adds "And this is good soup, you somehow made broccoli taste good"

Caleb offers a smile she watches her enjoy the soup he made "And how do I know you’re not saying that to make ME feel better" He waits on a reply.

"And why would I......" Cynthia starts and then ohhhs and nods "Ok Ok..maybe...just ...few really be nice to me before came here and..it’s hard to trust ok"

Caleb nods "I know...hard to gain and like easy to lose at times but I like to be your friend, I mean you helped me when me and you were outside the abbey and I admit I was worried about you and thought you died once and I am glad you didn’t die"

Cynthia blinks "You...are? And is my singing and harp playing really that good..I mean I could probably do better"

Caleb smiles and nods "Yes it is and yeah..like I want to be better and great at cooking and you can be great at singing and playing the harp and we both could be like the best beasts at a feast...maybe the Spring one even"

Cynthia chuckles a little," What else do you make well besides soup?"

Caleb smiles, cooking is his passion and it shows as he speaks "Breads, cookies, pies and I have made soups and even one time made this shortcake"

Cynthia watches him and can't help but smile when he smiles, "Neat...I hope you do very well and learn lots and lots and maybe even make your own feast someday"

Caleb says, "I even made this like pudding once and thinking of trying to make a pudding inside of a like shortcake type thing..with berries it would be so yummy I think"

Cynthia smirks "Well I am gonna be a famous singer and harp player first." She smiles and takes a sip of water."Yeah and like be so so well know all over the place."

Caleb grins "And like I would be the one making the feast for your like famous performances.."

Cynthia smiles "That would be so neat." She smiles at him "I am glad we are friends and I hope we are never not friends"

Caleb says, "Yeah friends forever"

Cynthia nods and goes to give him a hug and smiles warmly at him." I am gonna go practice my singing and music..kay, see you later Caleb" She then heads off.

Caleb smiles as he is hugged and gives one of his own"Ok...see you later..Cynthia"

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[[Category:February_2016]]
[[Category:Redwall_Abbey]]
[[Category:RP_Logs]]

Super awesome happy place

2017-11-19T20:53:59Z

Riverdale:

FV:Tavern
Outside a sign swings on a rusty creaking frame above the doorway of the tavern depicting a faded painting of what appears to be three rather rich looking skeletons slumped over a table around a black chalice, perhaps such a thing could be taken as a warning but it doesn't appear to work on the locals. The noise within on a normal day is usually heard before the door is even opened and only rises in volume when one actually steps inside.
There are the typical qualities of a tavern within, from the bar to the chairs and booths and the odd drunk who never seems to move it's the little details which encourage a patron to pay his tab if he likes his fingers. One look at some of the staff or customers might give the impression but the room is decorated to the fiercer tastes with bones, mostly skulls cropping up here and there to fill a gap on a shelf or decorating the walls above the doorways, fireplace and bar, a pair of axes joining the one over the fire with some signs that they've been yanked off to join in a fight a couple of times. Some of the comfier chairs are lined with fur and very rarely one might be found with a few pointed bits of bone to decorate the back. Despite the looks there is entertainment and fun to be had, some form of music usually played on a small stage in the corner and at least one bouncer usually tries to keep the peace while beasts gamble, drink and be merry.
A small door behind the bar leads out the back to the kitchen and cellars while one wall has been opened up in a wide arch to increase the space off into the next room where what seems to be a wooden fence with gates on either end has been set up as a fighting pit as further entertainment and something to bet over.
Exits: [Out]

Lenore is sitting in a corner, watching the comings and goings in the tavern.

Ragg walks into the tavern. The pick pocket seems to be in a good mood.

Lenore suddenly appears beside the weasel and gives a low caw. "You seem happy."

Ragg grins as his eyes alight on the raven "Is there somthing bad about that? maybe you should be happy more."

Lenore clacks her pionty, dangerous-looking beak. "I don't do happy." She hops over to the bar and orders a bowl of elderberry wine. "I'm only happy if my master wins a fight." She states in a lower tone, glancing about the tavern.

Ragg trys a frown "but happy if fun." than his frown becomes real and he says in a whisper "are you sure we should be talking about...'him'?"

Lenore pays the barkeep and waits until there are nobeasts nearby other than Ragg. Turning to him, she murmurs back, "Why shouldn't we if we're careful? Are you /scared/?"

Ragg's face turns into a faked grin "even if we are careful, all beasts have ears." he looks rather annoyed "I am NOT afraid. He just makes me...nervous."

Lenore gives another low caw. "You should fear /him/... he is more dangerous than any other beast you shall meet." she sips her wine. "What shall we talk about instead, Oh Mighty Weasel?"

Ragg rolls his now serious eyes "do /you/ fear him?" He shrugs "He may be dangerous but he...never mind." The light comes back to his eyes "I am the mighty one now? If thats the case we are going to talk about...." he thinks a minute than grins "we are going to talk about shadows"

Lenore flicks her head around to look at the weasel. "Shadows, huh? What about them?" she poufs up a little bit, her eyes glinting strangely.

Ragg shrugs "I like them quite alot. you?" his eyes keep twinkeling as he sees her strangley glinting eyes.

Lenore narrows her glinting eyes. "You are a strange beast... Shadows are useful. Where is this conversation going?"

Ragg grins and his eyes are nearly dancing now "I enjoy being strange. Shadows can save lives...as well as take them." He ignores her question with a grin. He may be giving a hidden warning or he might just be in one of his 'moods'.

It is clear why Lenore's eyes are glinting -- she is full of distrust, and a bit of pent up anger. She glares at Ragg and snaps out, "Outside. Now."

Ragg's eyes are now shining with joy and victory "Outside? why would I do that?" he grins and slips toword the door, deciding that making this bird any more mad would be a death wish.

Lenore caws, then follows the weasel out, leaving wine and payment on the bar.

Outside the tavern...

FV:Entry

The scent in the air notably changes within the village compared to the sweet fragrant flowery smells outside the east gates. Stale air, rotting food and the occasionally not particularly pleasant smelling inhabitant all assault the nose until it gets used to things. Mercenary guards patrol the high wooden palisade wall separates the vermin village from the outside world, the only break in sight in the form of the main gate to the village to the east. North of the path one of the few stone buildings in the village stands a little run down, now an inn it butts up to the side of the tavern and boasts many beds available, at least that's probably what the sign says, much like the building it's old and the beast who wrote it has probably died of old age long after the paint was last touched up. West finally buildings begin to spring up everywhere and the path widens into a large clearing at the centre of the village.

Exits: [F]erravale [Inn], [T]avern, [Back] to gates, [W]est

Ragg comes out of the tavern. He eyes are still shining and he sits down on a barrel, waiting for the raven.

Lenore flies out the door and perches on a nearby sign. She looks a bit calmer now as she asks, "How can a shadow take lives?"

Ragg smiles "thats my secret now isn't it?" he seems to be enjoying himself.

Lenore suddenly launches herself at Ragg with a caw, landing on the ground in front of him, her beak stopping just inches away from his face. "No more games! I'm not in the mood! Give me a straight answer!" She is now mad, and an angry raven is a rather scary sight.

Ragg's laughing eyes stop for only a split second but they start again when he find himself still alive. He paw wanders of to the hilt of his rapier "calm down. this is why I think you should try being happy somtime. It makes you much less angery." He shrugs "about the shadows...." He nows he is walking on thin ice but he grins "my arrows." He pulls one out and holds it in plan sight "my arrow is a shadow. It is black. it can kill. It could even kill somthing that would happen to be above me." He does not say 'bird' right out, but that is what he is implying.

Lenore caws, a sharp, hard sound. "How dare you threaten me?! I ought to report you to Stormfeather -- I have been with him much longer than you have!" She is definetly ticked off.

Ragg scoots backward off the barrel, keeping his gleaming eyes on the ravens eyes . His eyes are no longer laughing but doing something strange. Fear? revenge? glee? victory? who knows. He grits out "fine. tell him. who says I was threatening you? He would not be happy with you saying his name out in the open." He keeps his paw on his hilt.

Lenore narrows her eyes. "How would you know?" she backs up a pace or 2 and watches Ragg. Looks like she might not like this weasel.

Ragg shrugs "It's just a thought I had." He is still being carefull and he backs up as the raven does than stops when she does.

Lenore watches the pick-pocket closely. "Why did you join us?" A simple question... or is it?

Ragg frowns "why would I tell you that? Lets just say that I was board with my life" He maybe telling the truth but it is not likely.

Lenore begins to fiddle with the carved-bone skull hanging from the silver chain about her neck. "Oh, really? Are you sure that's all?"

Ragg eyes the movement "I am very sure that's all. Why do you ask?"

Lenore drops the death's head and smiles as best as a bird can. "Oh, no reason, really." Her smile is not a nice 1.

Ragg's eyes narrow in suspcion "I see...." He frowns but trys to shrugs it off "you have been with him how long?"

Lenore tilts her head to 1 side, her smile now condencending. "Now, why does that matter?"

Ragg shrugs and with a gleefull twinkel in his eye he uses the raven's come back "no reason really."

Lenore raises an eyebrow. "Ah, touche." She nods then asks, "Now that we.../understand/ each-other, shall we go back inside?"

Ragg shrugs "do you have an ambush waiting for me?"

Lenore smiles craftily. "Not today, I don't."

Ragg smiles secretively "good..." he walks toword the tavern.

Lenore stays facing the weasel and extends her right wing towards the tavern door. "After you."

Ragg shake his head "ladies first. I insist"

Lenore nods. "If you insist." she turns her back on him and goes to enter the tavern once again.

Ragg nods "I do insist." he follows her in.

Back in the tavern...

Lenore hops over to the bar and orders a plate of scones. She turns her back to the bar and watches the door.

Ragg comes in after a minute. His eyes are back to there normal state and his face has a grin on it. He goes over to the bar beside Lenore and sits down.

Lenore faces the weasel. "Why?" an open question. Of course.

Ragg grins "why what?" His happiness is just a cover form what he is hiding.

Lenore she opens her beak to speak, but then a shadow falls across the window. With an "I need to go," she leaves, flying through the door, and is soon out of sight.

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[[Category:RP_Logs]]
[[Category:Ferravale]]

The Long Patrol has arrived! But not in Ferravale....oh, well. Maybe we can kick some evil behind here soon... :D (Marek's Revenge TP)

2017-11-19T20:53:33Z

Riverdale:

FV:Pond
This is a large pond that is close to the fields and the orchands of Ferravale. The pond looks very well cared for and in warm months flowers of all colors grow around it. The pond is large enough to have a small fishing boat big enough for two beasts and also for a good number of beasts to swim in. In winter beasts can enjoy ice skateing. There is also a couple oak and maple trees here growing by the large pond.
Exits: [P]ath [T]o [G]raveyard, [B]ack

Flicktail the fox. Nightbreath the ermine. Blisa the cat, Ferdinand the ferret and DoraRose the mouse. John the squirrel.

'''Flicktail''' is sitting in the water looking very much the drown rat with his fur all sodden

'''Nightbreath''' walks over to the pond, about to begin his daily meditations. He nods to Flicktail and removes his grey hood. He breathes deeply.

Flicktail exclaims, "breath o the night ello!" he waves getting water everywhere

Nightbreath blinks as water droplets spatter onto his whiskers and he can't help laughing softly. "Tail of the Flick! Greetings," he says with a smile.

Flicktail says, "I am pleased to se you safe, the abbey was taken ya know" Flicktail says, "as was me sword"

"Alas," Nightbreath murmurs. "But allies have arrived," he says, perking up a little. "The Long Patrol is camped in the woods."

Flicktail says, "I ave not seen em yet, and I need know where me blade is...I don't wanna be the first champion to lose it"

"Aye," Nightbreath says. "Twould be unfortunate." He smiles softly.

Flicktail says, "breath o night yer a seer...can you elp me?"

"With what?" Nightbreath inquires, his ears twitching a little.

Flicktail says, "I need to find me blade and elp the beasts"

The sound of voices can be heard, and soon after the first sound is noted, the owners of the voices appear through the trees. It's '''Blisa''' and '''Ferdinand''' coming through the trees in deep discussion, '''DoraRose''' and 4 stoat guards trailing behind. Blisa looks older and more serious than she did only a season before.

"Excuse me one minute," Nightbreath says, before rising and walking over to the new arrivals. "Hail, Warrior," he says to DoraRose after nodding to Blisa briefly. "I found something of yours in the woods."

Flicktail cocks his head watching as he exits the water

DoraRose raises an eyebrow, tapping the head of her battleaxe absently, mostly to assure herself that it's not what the Seer found. "Oh? What of mine did you find?" Blisa pauses for just a moment to nod in return to the ermine, then continues her now whispered conversation with her most trusted bodyguard. Ferdinand listens as he waves to the fox.

"Your husband," Nightbreath says with a quick grin. "Has he arrived in the village yet? I believe he planned to come here as soon as he could."

Flicktail moves over to listen to the conversation

Blisa and Ferdinand go quiet and listen as this piece of news sinks in. DoraRose's face brightens tremendously. "No, he hasn't. Oh, that's wonderful! Wait....Oh! That means the Long Patrol have arrived! This is wonderful news! How is Leon? Did he seem alright?"

Nightbreath smiles, murmuring, "I knew you'd be happy," before speaking at normal volume. "He seemed well considering the circumstances of this region. He had no ill news other than regarding the Gawtrybe; apparently they have a new leader that hates Leon's companions and threatened them. But as far as I could tell he was fine."

Flicktail says, "I have to speak wi th patrol....so that we can get our abby back...and with Chief Blissa"

DoraRose nods, still grinning from ear to ear. "Good." Blis alooks at the fox, smiling slightly. "Yes, retake Redwall, rescue my father, and make Marek fear me and my snake. That shouldn't be too hard...everyone seems ot fear Basilisk." She chuckles some. Ferdinand smirks. "Do you blame them?"

"Flicktail--Could we continue our discussion later?" Nightbreath asks. "I just recalled a task of some importance my Apprentice and I must undertake immediately." He shrugs apologetically before disappearing into the village.

Flicktail asks, "where is that snake anyways? I like that fellow. oh and hello Dora Rose"

DoraRose nods a greeting as Ferdinand looks at the Abbey Champion in shock. Blisa just laughs. "Have you met him? He wants to eat beasts! And I'm not sure where he is...I'm sure he's alright though. He has armour, so it's hard to hurt him." )

Flicktail chuckles tp Blissa and Dora Rose "oakenpaw tol me all about Basalisk, andhow he swallowed someting o yer mum's and you whacked im till e gave it back

Told by some beast (who did not give their name) that he would find the young leader near the pond, '''John''' makes his way over to the pool. Getting lost on the way, due to him being unfamiliar with the area, he finally found it. Seeing the beasts, he hails them, saying, "'Ello there, friends!"

Blisa chuckles, too. "Yeah, I remember that. It was a necklace. I still find it interesting that he listened to me..." DoraRose turns and waves to the squirrel, smiling as she shifts her hold on her black battleaxe. Ferdinand shakes his head. "That thtupid thnake ith a pain."

John comes over, and, hear the ferret, chuckles. "Aye, tha' 'e is..." he nods. "How 'ave ye beasts been?"

Flicktail hols out his arms "Can I get a hug from me Favorite Nice Blissa, and 'Ferdy' and Dora rose? I could use one" the wet fox says

Blisa smiles at the squirrel. "We just heard that the Long Patrol is nearby, so I at least am doing splendidly. And you?" Ferdinand looks at the sopping fox warily. "Um, no thank you. I don't feel like getting wet at the moment." DoraRose busts out laughing and shakes her head at the Abbey Champion.

Flicktail says, "I am afraid what the breath o night said is true, we ave been betrayed by the Gawtrybe squirrel who as forced treesong to be is mate"

"Good." The squirrel says, "Than are they goin' tae 'elp out anytime soon? Ain't good tae anybeast if they jus' stand idly abou'." Turning to the drenched fox, John adds, "Is tha' why Ekon was in a foul mood? An' wha' is thae beast's name?"

Blisa shrugs. "I heard what the set day was, but I don't want to say it here, just in case there are any spies hidden in trees or something. I will tell you right before we are to leave." DoraRose grits her teeth. "Avar, or Alvar, or something like that, I'm sure. I wonder how he did it? I was starting to think of Treesong as my friend; I'll kill that guy if he has hurt her."

Flicktail says, "if the darned SQUIRRELS would talk ta me I could go be treesong's champion"

John nods, "Aye, well thae tribe are rather...an odd bunch, arn't they?" He grunts. "Ah don' like any o' 'em either, thae Ah thin Ah met tha' Alvor beast once or twice..."

Blisa taps her foot. "If Treesong or Ekon had stayed the Chieftain of the tribe, I know we would have their help. We need to investigate..." she adds in a low voice. DoraRose shakes her head and smiles slightly at the fox. "She might have a true love somewhere who would be a more fitting champion for her, Flicky. Sorry."

John snorts, adding, "An' Ah don' think they'd take kindly tae a fox comin' near 'em."

Flicktail says, "then , Mrs. Dora Rose, we need to find that love and elp IM"

DoraRose smiles at the fox. "Yes, we do. But I think our friend is right; I doubt they would appreciate a fox comign to fight with their Chieftain." Blisa stays quiet fro now, mostly because she is thinking. Ferdinand and the other 4 guards are doing their job; guarding the young cat.

John shrugs. "As for who tha' beast is, Ah woundn' knae- Ah only met Treesong a few times." he sighs. "Ah'd dae it mesalf, if only tae get 'em back on our side."

Blisa suddenly grabs hold of Ferdinand's paw and starts to walk off. "It was nice to see you all. C'mon, Ferdy, I have an idea..." Ferdinand waves over his shoulder as he allows himself to be dragged away. The 4 other guards silently follow. DoraRose sighs, then turns and waves. "Hope to see you again soon! I better go and make sure her idea is a good one..." and soon the whole party is out of sight.

Thanks for reading! :)

Groups:

* [[Order_Redwall_0|Order of Redwall]]
* [[Ferravale|Ferravale]]

[[Category:DoraRose and Friends]]
[[Category:July_2014]]
[[Category:Redwall_Abbey]]
[[Category:Vermin_RP]]
[[Category:Woodlander_RP]]
[[Category:Marek's_Redemption]]
[[Category:Ferravale]]
[[Category:RP_Logs]]

The Long Patrol has arrived! But not in Ferravale....oh, well. Maybe we can kick some evil behind here soon... :D (Marek's Revenge TP)

2017-11-19T20:51:54Z

Riverdale:

Search for flour, P. 1

2017-11-19T13:17:49Z

Riverdale:

RW Abbey: Kitchen
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This is a long, narrow room with five large fireplaces set into one wall, and two equally large wood burning iron stoves set against the opposite wall. Several small, rectangular tables rest in here, but there are no chairs available. The rest of the wallspace is taken up by an entire array of shelves, cupboards, and counters which hold the day-to-day cooking supplies and utensils. The kitchen is clean and well maintained, and more recent efforts have been made toward organization of the cooking ware.
On the wall just right of the door leading into Great Hall is a neatly penned chart, which lists the names of beasts assigned to cooking duty as well as the dates and times they are scheduled. A small note above the chart urges residents to volunteer for at least a slot or two a week.
The light from the windows is bright and cheerful. This room is rather warm due to the ovens being used, and at times can get quite uncomfortable.
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Exits/Entrances:
[G]reat [H]all [Wine] Cellar [Sc]ullery
[C]avern [H]ole [Pan]try [La]rder
[Ki]tchen [P]ath
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Contents:
A suspicious (basket) with a DAB logo

Zork-Badger. Zarok-Monitor Lizard. DoraRose-Mouse. Ahndia-Squirrel. Lahki-Mouse (spoofed).

DoraRose is in here, the uber-yummy smelling kitchens of Redwall Abbey, packign the haversacks of food for tomorrows 'expidition'. True, they won't be gone long, but they'll still need lunch or tea or something to munch on. She is busy with a piece of paper and a charcoal pencil, scribbling and scratching and thinking. Her paws and part of her apron front are covered in soot from the pencil, as is her right temple, which she keeps tapping with the pencil as she thinks.

Zarok sniffs the air and creeps into the room. He actually now looks a bit different from recently. He's finally slowly leaving Dibbunhood behind him--His neck seems a bit longer, only slightly, but it also arches a bit more than before, when it simply was too short to do much of anything. His limbs are slightly longer and more lean, and his tail is longer as well. His vest and shorts are a bit smaller on him now than before. He's no hatchling anymore.

Zork pokes his head into the kitchen and groans in annoyance, "Where is he...-grummbles-" He leans on te doorway.

DoraRose looks up distractedly from her paper, the end of her pencil resting on her temple. "Hello, my Zarok. Good day, Sir Zork. Who are you looking for?"

Zarok runs over to his aunt's side. "Hi Dorrozze! Watcha doin' today? You see any fishezzz? You zzee any rocks? Any birdzz? Any cloudzz?"

Zork shrurgs, he gives the lizard an odd look. "Lad..those are all over, welll not de fish, they in pond, but rocks be all over the ground and clouds in da skies, and I was lookin' fer me brother,but cause he is busy so, thought look for you,someone ya was going on a out in and ta help, I thought best listen or regret it later"

DoraRose laughs lightly, if a little distractedly, at Zarok's barage of questions. "I'm getting things ready for the trading trip. I haven't seen any fish, but I did pick a very pretty pink rock from by the pond, and a robin told me hello, and I saw a cloud the shape of an otter. What are you doing to-day?" Turning to Zork she shakes off the slight foggieness of mind from being absorbed in her own little world of thoughts and agendas and feelings and asks him, "I'm sorry, what? Why were you looking for me? My apologiese, I've been rather busy."

"WHOA," Zarok says in awe at DoraRose's answers. He turns to Zork and says, "Yeah , they'zz everywherezz, but that doezzn't make it any less amazing that there are any at all," displaying quite a lot of profoundness for his age.

"Ta go with you on your outing,help carry stuff and protect you if need be and I be all fit ta go" Zork grins "Free from the infirm and annoying healers"

DoraRose smiles at Zork and places a gentle paw on Zarok's head. "Why, thank you. We could always use a strong creature." A novice tugs on her sleeve and whispers in her ear, and the slightly distracted look enters her eyes again. "Hmm...that's not good." she scribbles a bit more and frowns, then writes somemore, the novice adding murmered comments every now and then.

"Wot 'appen, Roze?" Zarok asks, looking concerned and tilting his head, also almost falling over backwards as he tries to roll his eyes back far enough to examine the large blackened area on his head that the soot on Dora's paw left.

Zork asks, "What is not good?"

Ahndia comes hustling into the kitchen, Lahki trailing behind her. Ahndia waves cheerfully at the group of creatures gathered- she waves to a few of the chefs so they know she is here, and will begin her work soon. Until then, however, she is going to stay and chat. Whyever not? She stops walking, and Lahki halts slightly behind her. Ahndia grins. "Hello!"

"We can't take any bread with us tomorrow." DoraRose waves distractedly at the Dibbuns, then continues scribling on the paper, the novice melting back into the chaos of the kitchens. "That's fine...we'll just take lots of fruits and cheeses."

Zork nods "ahhhh, good plan, I got ta do something see ya tomorrow" He walks off to do..whatever.

"I catch fish forya!" Zarok says excitedly before he tilts too far and falls over sprawled on his back. He makes no move to get up; he has no reason to--and besides, everything looks cool from this angle.

Lahki laughs as Zarok falls over; if Casper were here, he would have something funny to say about it, but Lahki can only laugh. Ahndia grins over her shoulder at her older friend before turning back to DoraRose. "What is it? You seem quite preoccupied." Lahki taps the shoulder of the novice and gives her an expectant look. Ahndia claps her paws over her mouth. "Oh! Sorry! DoraRose, Zarok, this is Lahki. She's visiting- she is..um." She tries to faind the right word, and fails. Lahki starts laughing again, knowing what Ahndia is getting at. "Um. Courting Casper?" Ahndia tries. Lahki shakes her head no through her laughter. Nope. Courting doesn't work.

"We could use some fish -- thank you, Zarok. And please get off the floor..I don't want you stepped on." DoraRose writes a little more on her paper, then heads to the doorway, compleatly and utterly lost in her mind. "I need to see about a first aid kit. It was nice to meet you Lahki. I do hope you'll stay awhile. Good day." the she bustles out, headed for the infermary.

Zarok leaps to his footpaws, saluting, before sprinting out to follow DoraRose, maybe something interesting will happen.

Ahndia and Lahki watch DoraRose wander out, completely confused. What is she doing? And then Zarok goes. They watch him leave, too. Lahki shrugs, and Ahndia makes a face. "Ah well. We will find out soon enough, I suppose! Anyway, I do have some jobs to do before dinner. Cummon!" They chatter as the walk off, heading towards the ovens.

Thanks for reading!

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Secret Page

2017-11-18T23:17:27Z

Riverdale:

<big>Testing</big>

Secret Page

2017-11-18T23:16:50Z

Riverdale: Created page with ""

Rules!

2017-11-18T21:57:49Z

Riverdale:

Rules are everyone's favorite thing. That's why I'm going to set out a list of them right off the bat.
# You must be a vermin species. This one is controversial on the Muck these days, and you can be a baddie without being a vermin species if you want, but that's not what this group is for. We're bad vermin. Like the books.
# Your IC actions should always make sense ICly. Your character should not do something that they would not reasonably believe would have a positive outcome in their favor. For instance, unless your character had a deathwish, they would not attack a group of ten armed woodlanders by themselves. It doesn't make any sense. If they only saw one woodlander and the other nine emerged after they attacked, that's a different story, but your IC actions should always be reasonable. "But my character is mentally unstable." Then it makes sense for them to do things that wouldn't make sense for other people. It needs to make sense in the mind of the character or it doesn't fly. If your character acts mentally unstable, though, we will treat them as such, and if deemed a risk to the group at large, your character is likely to be removed (again, it makes sense).
# You should never have IC knowledge of information that you gained OOCly. Just because you know so-and-so has their character in such a place does '' not '' mean that your character knows that same information. There are ways to gain that information, but you must do it ICly. No magic scouts, no flying NPC spies, no smelling a strange odor on the wind from miles away. If it's not likely or even '' possible, '' then don't try to pull that sort of stunt in RP.
# If another character inside or outside the group tries to pull some sort of the above on you, then you should call them out on it OOCly and inform them that you will ICly proceed as if their breach of RP etiquette had not occurred. You will also make note of the time, take screenshots, and notify me personally. This is not good RP, it's not good etiquette, it's not good behavior, and I will not tolerate it being done to the members of my group. I will go to bat for you to the highest level of administration if it becomes an issue.
# You may not be all-powerful. This should go without saying, but I've seen it happen too many times on the Muck. You can't win every fight. You can't dodge every arrow. You can't know things you shouldn't know. You can't be a flawless, titanic myth of a villain. You may be powerful, and this group is all about real, empowered villains, but make sure that you balance things out. We've all RPed with the traveling swordmaster/harpist/blacksmith/tinker/tailor/soldier/spy. It's no fun to RP with someone who has no quirks, no character flaws. It's the same as having a conversation with a know-it-all. You just end up frustrated. Let's not do that to our fellow players.
# You cannot secretly and magically sneak a group of woodlanders into our midst and become a double-agent. You can attempt to do so, but you must do it ICly. You cannot simply arrive with a group of woodlanders and say that you informed on the group and knocked out the guards, etc.
# For now, you may only have one character in the group. This may change later as the group picks up more speed and we have more good guys who want to conflict with us, but for now I want to limit the ratio of players to characters so that we don't end up playing against ourselves.
# You may not spoof hordes of underlings. This is another rule that may change later, but for the time being, 90% of our group interactions will occur via actual characters. This is one of the things that will make this group special, and hopefully, a success. Spoofed hordes are a dime a dozen. We want to give people the chance to play against real, interesting villains.
# You may not invade Redwall or similar locations by yourself. It's simply not feasible. Someday we may get involved in a TP where we attack the Abbey, but that is a long ways down the road, if ever.

This is not an exhaustive list: all members of the group are expected to abide by the rules of the Muck and established RP etiquette (if you don't know, try checking the help guides on this site. They're really quite informative and will go a long way to helping you understand how to be a player that others enjoy playing with). These are simply the items that I felt important for our group to take extra care with, and more may be added or subtracted as time goes by.

Groups:

** [[Reavers|Reavers]]

*

*

Lorimis Log: A Lot to do before the Winter Feast

2017-11-18T21:41:33Z

Riverdale:

--The abbot speaks with Leon and Zork---

RW Abbey: Abbot's Chambers
The Abbot's chambers are a warm cozy set of rooms on the ground floor of the Abbey. The main chamber has large airy lead-lined windows that look out over the Open Ground of the abbey and beyond that the fields were they grow their crops.
The furniture in this initial chamber consists of a large desk and two bookcases by the windows. There are a pair of comfortable arm-chairs set up before the snug fire-place and a couple of chests tucked beneath an expansive side-board.
There are two doors off this central chamber, one leads into the Abbot's simple yet comfortable bed-chamber. Large well-made wooden bed, wardrobe, pegs for hanging items on and a small chair positioned by a small fireplace with a wash-stand in one corner. The other door is always kept locked and the Abbot likes to keep it a mystery as to what is in there.
Exits: [Hall]way

Lorimis is at his desk writing down some notes and double checking others as he adds them to a stack of papers. He adjusts his glasses to better see the writing and sighs deeply muttering something about age and its bothering ways.

Leon knocks on the doorway and waits on a reply quietly.

Lorimis looks up and offers a smile "Brother Leon, what brings you here" He coughs a couple times and sniffs, he seems to have somewhat of a cold.

Leon frowns at the cough, "A cough is not good at your age, well any age but yours for sure father abbot, I was here to give you the list of herbs and supplies from the infirm, we are doing well with the supplies, just low on mint and some sage but nothing that can't be gotten at the market, maybe in Ferravale" He walks closer to take Lorimis pulse, yeah he doesn’t ask he just does it.

Lorimis nods as he takes the note and frowns. He allows the pulse to be taken and yanks the paw away, "I am..fine Brother Leon, no worries" His pulse is slightly fast, and his breathing is just slightly off normal, he has some congestion most likely but nothing life threatening yet. He then speaks "You can go to Ferravale and get them and any others you feel we may need before say...oh spring?"

Leon sighs, "Father Lorimis, I would feel better if you took something for the cough before it got worse, also it concerns me your pulse is a little high this morning, have you been feeling ok? "

Lorimis folds his arms over his chest and then gives a defeated sigh, "Fine..I will take something for the cough, as for my pulse rate I do not know I have done little so far today. Paper work and a bit of a walk around the abbey, which I admit did tire me some but there is a feast to get ready for and I wanted Friar Lacota to have a couple things for the Winter Feast." He leans back in his chair, "I am fine....well almost my joints hurt more today, most likely going to be a cold day."

Leon nods, he exits long enough to get some warm water that he mixes some herbs for cough and congestion in and seems to decide to add just a little slight bit of willow bark and hands it to Lorimis, after adding a little mint for flavor, "Here for your cough and I added one other thing to help as well, just in case."

Lorimis does drink the mixture and asks, "For what?" He coughs once and lays a paw on his chest, the cough seems to have hurt a little more as he frowns, he is quiet and looks back to Leon as he stands slowly and wobbles a little, “I need to speak to Elder Benar on some things..." He walks a few feet using the desk as something to keep upright and shakes his head," Too much to do..always before a feast."

Leon stands and looks serious as he watches the abbot, he lays a paw on his shoulder, "How about you take a nap, some bed rest, Please..it may be best not to do too much right now I have a feeling you feel worse than you’re letting on"

Lorimis eyes meet Leon's as he frowns, "A bit of a stopped up nose and some chest pain when I cough, not too much.." He coughs, but not as bad." And it seems to have passed." He does feel tried and shakes his head "I have paper work and need to make sure of lists for decorations and supplies, whats needed r not needed for the feast, what needs got or not got..who will make sure lists are taken to those they need taken too and how long do I need to take some rest?" He does look willing to have at least a small nap.

Leon is unsure on finishing lists and hmms "I can ask..well someone, wait I know who isn’t busy and maybe could help check on things and report back or even tell Benar for you and Benar can tell you later...Brother Zork be happy to help I bet " Hey it’s the first name that came to mind, weather that’s good or bad.

Zork knocks on the door, and peeks inside. He is sitting in his wheelchair now as he rolls inside a little ways, "Umm I do…umm wot?"

Lorimis allows himself to sit back down and look over at Zork, "To get a couple lists to beasts helping with the Winter Feast and see how things are going and tell either myself or Elder Benar, the feast is in a short few days"

Leon waves to Zork and shrugs mouthing a sorry about volunteering him, he couldn’t think of anyone else not busy and able to do it as he just wants Lorimis to rest, he looks at the elderly mouse, "As for rest..least till dinner time or just late afternoon, a novice could bring up lunch for you Father Lorimis and rest will help the herbs you took take effect and help better, will you please rest?"

Zork looks at Leon, "SO just ask beast if they be..doing ok with feast readiness...I could do that, tis be me honor ta. I also promised I help Zinnia with something too but yes I can get updates on feast preparations, give lists of wot be needed and such. Also I wanted ta let ya know of me..stepdown as full time Blacksmith, de forge be in good workin' order not a worry Abbot Lorimis just..Novice Silverstorm will be taking over..errr and I still be thar for anything she be needin' help with but de lass knows her stuff and does very well. Now de forge won’t have really any..work being done at it, but it will be check once a week ta make sure it stays in good working condition."

Lorimis smiles and nods "Alright Brother Zork can get some reports back to me from the others..or maybe tell Benar as he will tell me when we have tea this afternoon." He makes his way to his bed chambers slowly, wobbling once but he does have his cane, "A little nap will do me some good I think, I also think once this cold weather is over I will be better off my old bones hate the cold more and more lately."

Leon nods and will help Lorimis to his bed if needed, "Rest is always good and thank you for listening to me." After he is laid down he does a quick check up on the abbot, which will help Leon have less stress, least he hopes.

Zork nods and wheels over to the desk and takes the lists, he flips through them and nods again, "Ok, I will take these ta de ones helping for de Winter Feast and get some reports on how things be goin' and will talk ta ya later." He heads off now, well least he won’t be bored today and maybe he can talk Friar Lacota into making his fried cheery scone recipe for the winter feast, hey can't hurt to ask anyways.

Lorimis pulse is a lot better now that he has laid down and his breathing is better as well, he allows the checkup..most likely cause the Master Healer would just bug him till he agreed to it, he yawns and allows himself to get 2-3 hour nap, sleep seems a welcome thing during the cold weather months and he seems to debate sleeping in on some days.

Leon smiles as he is glad, he had been worried as he walks slowly to the door and shuts it a little, he still seems a little concern but maybe he is just over worrying and if it was something to be concern about he would know by now right? He thinks and decides to just monitor Lorimis for the next few weeks, looks like the abbot will get a checkup more often than he probably wants one as the Master Healer heads off to get a few herbs, but first he needs to let his mate know he will be away for maybe a day and a half.

Lorimis takes his nap and sleeps a little past lunch time as he sits up in bed and stands slowly. He frowns at the fact he barely missed lunch and decides to go ahead and slowly make his way to talk to Friar Lacota on something for a light lunch, and maybe blueberry scones for the afternoon tea, the Friar can even come as well to the tea to join in as the abbot and Elder Benar discuss final preparations for the Winter Feast.

[[Category:Oz]]
[[Category:February_2015]]
[[Category:Redwall_Abbey]]

Rules!

2017-11-18T21:40:49Z

Riverdale:

Rules are everyone's favorite thing. That's why I'm going to set out a list of them right off the bat.

# You must be a vermin species. This one is controversial on the Muck these days, and you can be a baddie without being a vermin species if you want, but that's not what this group is for. We're bad vermin. Like the books.
# Your IC actions should always make sense ICly. Your character should not do something that they would not reasonably believe would have a positive outcome in their favor. For instance, unless your character had a deathwish, they would not attack a group of ten armed woodlanders by themselves. It doesn't make any sense. If they only saw one woodlander and the other nine emerged after they attacked, that's a different story, but your IC actions should always be reasonable. "But my character is mentally unstable." Then it makes sense for them to do things that wouldn't make sense for other people. It needs to make sense in the mind of the character or it doesn't fly. If your character acts mentally unstable, though, we will treat them as such, and if deemed a risk to the group at large, your character is likely to be removed (again, it makes sense).
# You should never have IC knowledge of information that you gained OOCly. Just because you know so-and-so has their character in such a place does '' not '' mean that your character knows that same information. There are ways to gain that information, but you must do it ICly. No magic scouts, no flying NPC spies, no smelling a strange odor on the wind from miles away. If it's not likely or even '' possible, '' then don't try to pull that sort of stunt in RP.
# If another character inside or outside the group tries to pull some sort of the above on you, then you should call them out on it OOCly and inform them that you will ICly proceed as if their breach of RP etiquette had not occurred. You will also make note of the time, take screenshots, and notify me personally. This is not good RP, it's not good etiquette, it's not good behavior, and I will not tolerate it being done to the members of my group. I will go to bat for you to the highest level of administration if it becomes an issue.
# You may not be all-powerful. This should go without saying, but I've seen it happen too many times on the Muck. You can't win every fight. You can't dodge every arrow. You can't know things you shouldn't know. You can't be a flawless, titanic myth of a villain. You may be powerful, and this group is all about real, empowered villains, but make sure that you balance things out. We've all RPed with the traveling swordmaster/harpist/blacksmith/tinker/tailor/soldier/spy. It's no fun to RP with someone who has no quirks, no character flaws. It's the same as having a conversation with a know-it-all. You just end up frustrated. Let's not do that to our fellow players.
# You cannot secretly and magically sneak a group of woodlanders into our midst and become a double-agent. You can attempt to do so, but you must do it ICly. You cannot simply arrive with a group of woodlanders and say that you informed on the group and knocked out the guards, etc.
# For now, you may only have one character in the group. This may change later as the group picks up more speed and we have more good guys who want to conflict with us, but for now I want to limit the ratio of players to characters so that we don't end up playing against ourselves.
# You may not spoof hordes of underlings. This is another rule that may change later, but for the time being, 90% of our group interactions will occur via actual characters. This is one of the things that will make this group special, and hopefully, a success. Spoofed hordes are a dime a dozen. We want to give people the chance to play against real, interesting villains.
# You may not invade Redwall or similar locations by yourself. It's simply not feasible. Someday we may get involved in a TP where we attack the Abbey, but that is a long ways down the road, if ever.

This is not an exhaustive list: all members of the group are expected to abide by the rules of the Muck and established RP etiquette (if you don't know, try checking the help guides on this site. They're really quite informative and will go a long way to helping you understand how to be a player that others enjoy playing with). These are simply the items that I felt important for our group to take extra care with, and more may be added or subtracted as time goes by.

Groups:

* [[Reavers|Reavers]]

[[Category:Magramba]]
[[Category:June_2015]]

In the tavern now...yeahya. or "Fortunately, my snake friend ate him."

2017-11-18T21:32:27Z

Riverdale:

Comes immediately after [[Whaaaaaaaaa-%3F__Leon_can%27t_be_dead%21_%28Marek%27s_Revenge_TP...at_least_a_little_bitty_bit_%3A%5D%29|this log]].

'''Ferravale tavern'''

The tavern is rather empty today. Prehaps its the cloudy weather, prehaps the rain starting to pitter patter against the roof. Reguardless of the reason Liam Grey is sitting alone at the bar with a mug of ale he hasn't touched yet. The marten has grown into his position of Inn keeper, and rounded out from the added income. The portly and obese pine marten just seems to stare at his drink.

The door of the tavern opens, though without energy, as though the beast opening it barely has the will to open it, much less do anything. In walks Aiden, the head guard of Ferravale, but he can't really say that he feels like the head guard. In fact, he really doesn't feel like the capable beast that he used to feel like. The fox's shoulders are slumped, as though weighed down by the cloak and cape that he wears, as he walks up to the bar and takes a seat next to Liam, ordering an ale in a quiet voice.

The door opens up a third time and Blisa comes in.....leading a huge group of beasts. DoraRose the mouse is being led by the kitten (who is holding her paw), and the mouse's eyes are red and she looks like a word, even a nice one, will make her start crying again. Ferdinand comes next, carrying her battleaxe for her, and rather awkwardly, I might add. Following them comes a female rat with 13 knives, a huge male stoat with a mace, a male weasel with a battleaxe of his own, a male rat with a scimitar, and a vixen with twin dirks. The whole crowd of them settle into the biggest booth and start ordering food and drinks, with Blisa ordering for DoraRose, who looks on the verge of crying still.

The door opens suddenly and a mole walks in. Not many beasts would know this particular mole, but that is because he hasn't been around Mossflower for long. He walks up to the bar, and says, "Burr, aye. Oi'm a needin' me some ale. Oi been a'runnen arownd for awhoil now, burr aye."

"You and me both kid." Liam says as a reactionary response. The ferret behind the bar raises an eyebrow. "Huh? Sorry, run that by me again?" The marten chuckles, he has no idea what the mole said either. Turning around at the procession Liam's heart sinks, "Oh boy...looks like trouble is on the horizon." The fat marten swivels in his chair until his back is leaning against the bar.

Digdug leans forward, speaking louder. "Oi'm a needin' me some ale, burr aye! Oi'm a'perishen from thirst!"

Blisa pays for the groups meal, then leans over and hugs the mouse. DoraRose sniffs and hugs the kitten back, then holds out her paw to Ferdinand, who gives her her battleaxe back. The food and drinks arrive after a few more moments, and through the course of eating, the group gets into a very lively and heated discussion about some guy named Hudson. They're speaking quietly, so all anyone else can catch is that no one likes him.

Ekon enters the tavern and flicks his tail and walks over to a table that's hopefully clear.

The ferret doesn't catch much of what the mole says but he knows the word ale in three different languages, "Alright, alright, just keep your tail on. Sheesh." Meanwhile the fattened marten sighs and picks himself up. Striding over to the table, pulling a chair with him and plopping down in it, forgoing his usual grandeur entrance. "Afternoon Blisa."

Digdug nods. "Oi wants ale!"

The guards starts to pull their weapons, but the kitten waves at them airily. "Oh, he's a friend, don't worry. Afternoon, Liam. I would say 'good afternoon', but so far it hasn't been, not for me, not for my guards, and definitely not for DoraRose here." Blisa sips her cider. "I heard about a fight in here the other day. What happened?"

Ekon looks over at Blisa and carefully walks over and bows "Hello to you, bad afternoon it is?" He tilts his head "Why is this?"

The ferret rolls his eyes as he slides a flagon of ale towards the mole. "Fine fine!" The marten just sighs, "Do you mean here or at the inn?" taking a sip of ale himself he continues, "My inn got ransacked a few days ago. One of my...one of my desk clerks got injured. She is with her family right now. She...isn't going to make it."

Digdug grabs the flagon and takes a long swig. "Burr aye! Oi'm 'arpy wi' this! You'm be'd th' best barkeep arownd, this yurr ale be'd gudd."

Blisa sighs and rubs her eyes. "Great." she mutters, then looks up at the squirrel. "Well, let's see. I had a wildcat...I think his name is Hudson...come into my father's....um, my office, temporarily, and tell my friend here," she pats DoraRose's paw, "that her husband is dead. Then his stupid hawk tried to kill her. Fortunately, my snake friend ate him. Oh, that reminds me, Ferdy. Ask me about bodyguards later, please." Ferdinand nods as he makes a mental note. The kitten turns back to the Gawtrybe leader. "Then I come in here and get the rumors I had been hearing about the inn being ransacked confirmed. And I have to ask; why was I not alerted to that? Nobeast told me. I only overheard some beasts talking about it as they walked by my house."

Ekon frowns "Sorry I am for sad news you have, perhaps this wildcat caught will be soon, some my tribe still in woods be, can tell them to look for this cat yes?"

Flicktail comes walking in, looking around a touch nervously

Liam gulps as the ferret tavern keep takes the praise...at least what he thinks is praise. "I...I thought I told the guards. With...with everything being hectic as it is, I guess it got lost somewhere." The marten has never seen Blisa...quite like this before.

Digdug drinks more. "Oi'm moighty arpy you'm given moi wot oi was wanten, even if you'm be'd a vurmin. You'm baint a villyun, are you'm?"

Blisa nods. "That would be wonderful, Ekon. The sooner he's captured, the better. And it's alright, Liam....next time, though, send me a couple of notes, please. Okay?" DoraRose sees the arctic fox warrior enter and shrinks down in her seat. She looks like she's been crying recently. And she doesn't want to talk to anybody.

Ekon nods "I will do this for you yes I will"

Flicktail looks around and his ears perk and he breaks into a smile "well well well, a MOLER, now that a 'appy sight" he looks around the Tavern "Ello Blissa cat, and Ferdinand ferret'' he nods to each "Ekon how be you?" he glances at Liam bit doesn't relay remember him as he steps up to the tavern bar and sits down on a chair.

The inn got crowded suddenly, Liam thinks. "I'll...I'll do that Chief...Blisa...chief Blisa." Light help them all if Scioto should ever pass away. "And good afternoon, squirrel, mole and...Flicktail?"

Digdug waves his flagon. "Burr aye! Gudd arfternoon! Baint had gudd ale loike this in awhoile!"

Ekon tilts his head, he nods to Flicktail and looks again at Dorarose "Sorry for your loss am I." He nods to Blisa" My tribe help they will"

Flicktail ears perk instantly "Loss? wot loss we be talkin bout?" he looks suddenly nervous

DoraRose just nods and plays with the last piece of broccoli on her plate. Blisa nods, then smiles at the arctic fox. "Well, hello, Flicktail. I hadn't heard that you had escaped Redwall." Ferdinand nods, and so do the other 5 guards sitting around the kitten. Well, she's certainly well guarded...

Digdug continues to drink his ale.

DoraRose shakes her head and starts to cry again. Scooting up and over the back of the booth, she runs out the door with her battleaxe. Blisa sighs, then whispers to the fox, "She just learned that Leon...was murdered. Excuse me," she adds in a louder tone. As she runs to the door, Flicktail and her other 5 guards freak out and follow her, the ferret grumbling rather loudly that he wished that she wouldn't just get up and run off with no warning...and the tavern seems much emptier now that 8 people are gone.

And I had to leave here. Thanks for reading! :)

Groups:

* [[Ferravale|Ferravale]]

[[Category:DoraRose and Friends]]
[[Category:May_2014]]
[[Category:Vermin_RP]]

Shes a live!!!

2017-11-18T21:31:41Z

Riverdale:

Characters Involved: Savannah, Gero

'''Location:''' Redwall: Infirmary Recovery Room

Even after being Burned, Drunk, and almost killed, Gero is still sitting By Savannah's bedside. The mouse's burns have healed a bit, enough for him to move about slowly...and still, he's holding her paw softly, muttering things like /get well soon.../ and /I love you/ and most of all /please dont leave me/ The novice is still broken up about this whole thing, but at least he's not given up hope.

Savannah's body starts to twitch ever so slightly almost as though she is starting to wake up from the coma that the plague put her in. Her breathing steady but she does seem to wake up, just a little twitch now and then.

Gero doesn't notice at first. The mouse's head is still lowered and still he's not much paying attention...until now of course when he looks up..."S-Savy?" he asks quietly as she twitches some.

Savannah's paw squeezes his paw the one that holds hers. She groans and starts to move around a little bit but her eyes remain closed.

Gero's eyes filled with tears...he wasn't really sure if this was real or just another one of those dreams. But regardless...his paw squeezes hers softly and looks around for a healer...And just like them, they're not around when they're needed.

Savannah continues to squeeze his paw as she slowly starts to open her eyes but quickly shuts them. She groans and tries to roll onto her stomach.

Gero's face goes back to Savannah, sitting back down again. "Savy!" his voice is loud...not really loud though. "Are...are you awake? oh please say something..."

Savannah pulls the blankets up over her head but leaves her eyes uncovered. They stay closed for the time being "Gero..?" She whispers as she tries opening her eyes again

Gero smiles widely, the burns are forgotten as he moves quickly, gently giving her a hug. "Oh...Savy!

You alright...Yes...yes...your alright...Yes...yes...I'm here...I'm here!"

Savannah groans as she hugged "What happened...?" She mutters.

Gero lets her go, painfully, as he heard her groan. "I almost lost you...I thought you were gone..." he says. "You..were in a coma....after effect...of the plague...we think...oh Savannah...Thank you so much for not leaving me"

Savannah curls up into a ball and burries herself in the blankets "How..llong...?" She whispers as she adjusts her eyes and stares up at him.

Gero Gives her another hug, but this time he winces as the bandages press hard against his burn wounds. "About...Two weeks...at first...we...we all thought you were dead...thank you...thank you for not being dead..."

Savannah moves over on the cot and then notices the bandages on him "What... happened?" She asks as she stares at him.

Gero was about to say he had no idea when he realized she meant the odd amount of bandages. All over his arms, neck, chest..even left leg. "Oh...I..um...thats not important"

Savannah doesn't have the strength right now to really fight him for a reason for the bandages "Are you ok?" She asks.

Gero wants to tell her but doesn't want to make her worry. "Yes....yes I'm fine...I was just on fire for a minute or so..." he sighs. "I caught on fire..."

Savannah squeaks and whimpers "how?" she as as she tries to get closer to him.

Gero sits back down and leans closer to her. "I...was drunk one evening...spilled rum over my habit...got too close to the fire..." he speaks quietly and slowly. "A spark landed on me and set me on fire...and if...it wasn't for brother harper...i'd be dead...or worse off..."

Savannah raises a brow "Drunk?" She closes her eyes and shakes her head "I'm sorry I got sick" She mutters and pulls the blankets over her head.

Gero slowly shakes his head. "Dont be sorry...just be...be well...always" he says before sighing, reaching forward and hugging her. "Yes...ever since i thought you died...i...sort of drank myself happy..." he sighs. "I'm so...so glad your alright..."

Savannah hugs him back and doesn't let him go "Don't do that again" She mutters and she starts to slip off again but this time she's just tired.

Gero Shakes his head and doesn't let go of her either. "I promise...I will never do it again...ever...I'm just so glad you alright..." he's worried when she drifts off but he too slowly starts to fall asleep. Night after night of being awake takes a toll on someone.

Savannah lets out a yawn as she snuggles up "I love you" she whispers before drifting off into slumber.

"I love you too....and I always will" Gero replies quietly. He doesn't drift off as quickly but he too is off for the first real sleep he's had in a long time.

[[Category:Anonymous]]
[[Category:February_2009]]
[[Category:Redwall_Abbey]]

It's a horrible thing, this fever!

2017-11-18T21:29:57Z

Riverdale:

Mossflower Woods
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To the west, the forest stretches right up to the dirt road, in places threatening to grow right out into it. You find the way constantly hampered by thick growing bushes and tangled undergrowth, as there appears to be no beaten path here for you to follow if you wish to go deeper into the woodlands.
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Exits: [F]air [G]rounds, [E]ast, [N]orth, [D]irt [R]oad

The day is warm and sunny, almost too warm for comfort. But here, beneath the mighty trees of Mossflower, it is perfect --except for the tangling vines, of course. The vines russle, and the overhanging branches part to reveal a mousemaid. She looks furtively around, as if watching for enemies.

Valley is out on a walk. At this moment she does not feel like being around the abbey. She does not catch sight of the mouse maid and is just about to sit down and write in her journal.

DoraRose ducks as the foxmaid comes into veiw. She tries to remain unnoticed, but she steps on a twig, which, of course, snaps. She gasps and freezes.

Valley head snaps around as she hears the noise. She is still suspious of anything she can't see right away and she calls out "Who's there?"

DoraRose sighs and steps out of the shadows. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. My name is DoraRose." she is walking with a slight hobble.

Valley relaxes slightly but still keeps her guard up "oh, I am Valley. Are you hurt?"

DoraRose smiles a little. "Yes, but I shall be fine, thank you." she nods to the journal. "That's a nice notebook."

Valley glances at the book "this old thing? thanks. are you sure you're ok?"

DoraRose nods, even though she's wincing. "I think so... especially if I sit down and rest for a moment."

Valley now shows some worry "what happened?"

DoraRose slowly sits on a fallen log as she answers, "I was attacked by a group of marauders. But don't worry -- they shall not be harming any other beast."

Valley frowns "oh. I see. It there somplace safe you can stay?"

DoraRose nods. "I'm on my way back to Redwall Abbey." she sighs and rubs her left side, a battleaxe now showing from beneath her cloak.

Valley lets out a rare smile "you are from Redwall?"

DoraRose nods yet again. "I'm visiting, although I'm thinking of staying. May I ask where you are from?"

Valley frowns "I am from no where important. I am thinking of staying at the Abbey myself."

DoraRose smiles at Valley. "Well, since we seem to be going to the same place, would you care to travel there with me?" here she stands, wincing.

Valley nods "I would be happy to."

Off to Redwall Abbey...

RW Abbey: Main Gate

--------------------------------------------------------------------You are at the main entrance into Redwall Abbey. The gates are a a massive, double-doored wooden affair, reinforced with iron, and with a heavy latch and crossbar on the inside to prevent would-be invaders. While the gates almost always stand open, you get the impression that the builder of this portal designed it to be nigh impregnable. The entrance arch is amazingly thick, denoting the strength and thickness of the ancient walls themselves, which, despite the upheavals of the past, and numerous cracks present in the rose colored stone, still stand tall and strong. Uncountable pawprints can be seen in the dirt, leading both in and out of the Abbey. Along the bottom of the wall on either side of the arch, weeds and wildflowers can be seen in plenty.

You can hear the bustle of activity within the Abbey, and the occasional murmur of a passing conversation. The sun is high overhead, and shadows are small. All is bright.--------------------------------------------------------------------Are you a newcomer to Redwall? Type +skills apply rwchat to keep track of what's happening.--------------------------------------------------------------------

Exits: [Enter] the abbey, [R]ight Along [W]all, [L]eft Along [W]all, [R]oad

Valley walks beside the mouse maid and looks over now and than to make sure DoraRose is ok.

DoraRose is now leaning on the battleaxe, and she seems to be in allot of pain. Sweat is beading on her forehead and upper lip, and she is breathing heavily. Her smile is now replaced with a frown and furrowed brow.

Valley looks over at Dora "do you need help?"

DoraRose shakes her head and goes to say somehting, but instead starts to collapse, her blue eyes rolling back in her head.

Valley jumps the catch the mouse before she falls "are you ok? can you talk?"

DoraRoses' eyelids flutter as she is caught by the vixen. She tries to speak, but all that comes out is part of a word, "I... Infer... Infirm..."

Valley nods and starts to carry/drag DoraRose toward the Abbey, murrmering all the way "you will be ok, you will be ok...."

DoraRose is being lugged to the Abbey. She is kind of uncounsious, so she really has no say in the matter.

Valley keeps dragging the mouse.

To the Infermary...

RW Abbey: Infirmary

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Several beds are lined against the red sandstone walls of the Abbey's Infirmary. An examination table, separated from the rest of the room by hanging blankets, rests against the far wall. Tucked into a small alcove is a sizeable workbench with various containers for mixing and preparing medicinal compounds. Against another wall is a desk for use by the Infirmary Keeper. A curtained off alcove behind the desk hides a locked door to the Infirmary's supplies and linens.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Exits: Infirmary [Rec]overy Room, [H]ealer's [D]ormitory, [O]pen [G]round, [Hall]

Leon is sitting in the infirm, he has just helped bandage a paw of a cook who cut thier finger and is not checking herb supplies in the cabnets.

Valley drags the half uncounsious mous maid into the room. She drags her over to Leon and gasps out "she...needs...help" she falls back onto a chair with a grunt

DoraRose is limp and really has no strength to do anything. A healer rushes over to help her. She has bound wounds on her upper left arm, right thigh, and 2 cuts on her left side, and blood is starting to soak through the bandages.

Leon gasps and about falls out of his chair, he gets some herbs known to heal wounds and also prevent infection and swelling and runs over "What happened!" He goes to start to help tend to her wounds.

Valley shrugs "she...was fighting....sombeast....I think"

DoraRose is lifted up onto a bed be the other healer, a big, strong male otter. As her head hits the pillow, her eyelids flutter and she murmurs, "Marauders... fight... b..." she is not doing to hot.

Leon checks her over as the other healer also helps, he does look worried but tries to keep it to himself, "Need to undo the bandages and get fresh ones, before rebandage clean the wound and apply healing herbs and then rebandage"

Valley asks "will she live?"

DoraRose will live (probably), but she will have a hard road to get there. She is also suffering from heat stress and dehydration. She really has no say in the healers helping her and fixing her wounds, though she is trying to speak.

Leon frowns, he goes to get a few wet rags and places them on Dorarose's arms and forehead, he gets a cup of water and gently lifts Dorarose's head a little and places the cup by her lips, "Drink..slowly please Dorarose, please."

Valley stays in the chair and watches with a slight frown. If there is any blood she will probably have to leave so as not to throw up on every one.

DoraRose , in her half-awake state, obliges to Leon's request as the healers are joined by another 1, this time a female squirrel. She drinks slowly as the healers begin to unwrap her battle wounds.

Valley seems to be getting slightly green around the gills and she turns away from the scene

Leon watches them, "Carefull...some of the bandages may stick, gentle please" He points to a mixture" Apply that, helps prevent swelling and infection and it will help her." He checks for anything that may need sewed back up before herbs are applied, he speaks as he works, "She will need to rest for a while."

Taran wanders into the infirm and blinks at the beasts here, "w..w..whats happening?"

The healers begin to soak off DoraRoses' bandages. All 4 of them are oozing blood, which will do nothing to help her weakend state. She stirs as Taran speaks, and her eyes flutter open. She speaks 2 words through pale lips, "Taran... Leon..."

Valley glances over. Bad idea. The all ready ill looking vixen gets quite ill now and she runs out of the room with all haste. She is soon back but she stays far away from the bloody secne.

Leon frowns, he goes to help get the rest of the bandages off and gently cleans the wound, he gets a small amont of a peppermint oil,it helps numb an area a short while, he then does any sewing needed with carefull skills he has learned, the other healer helps by holding the herb mixture which he then starts to apply to the wounds, he speaks as he does so, "Your at the abbey, its ok Dorarose, your safe."

Taran frowns, "Who hurt Dorarose?"

DoraRose moans as the oil is rubbed onto her wounds. She seems to hear Taran's question, because she tries to speak. "Mar... marauders... rose...storm..." she is now making no sense. Probably the fever and dehydration.

Leon makes sure the rag on her forehead is slightly cold to help her,he goes to help bandage one arm while another helps rebandage another arm, same fo her other wounds, he frowns, "Willowbark tea, helps fevers...she needs some, and a little water too."

Taran sits down and watches, "Should I let the abbot know, though not sure where he is"

Valley can't stand to be in the room any more and she leaves quickly.

Leon says, "May be good idea."

Taran nods and stands as he slowly heads out.

DoraRose suddenly faints completly, relaxing into a limp noodle. She lays there, clean bandages on her wounds, sweating as the fever rages in her body. She looks peacful, though.

No, DoraRose is not going to die. She's just going to suffer. Thanks for reading!

[[Category:DoraRose and Friends]]
[[Category:June_2012]]
[[Category:Other]]

Talk About SEROUSLY Bad Days!!(This also happens ICLY after Lorimis Funeral)

2017-11-18T21:29:26Z

Riverdale:

''Yes this ICLY happens after Lorimis Funeral role play happens, like right after this log in fact...http://rwmuck.limitless.org/rwmuck/content/way-homethis-icly-happens-after-lorimis-funeral''

FV:Town Hall:Chieftain's Office
This is an office where the Chieftain does some of his work. A large desk sits in the room and has varies important papers on it. A chair is by the desk and a window looks outside.
Exits: [H]olding [C]ell, [B]ack

The town hall was unusually noisy this afternoon. A long line of beasts had assembled in the town hall, eager to talk with the chieftain after his trip to Redwall. The subjects varied from buying land, to getting permits, to complaining about the noise level of the tavern on weekends. Beasts of all shapes and sizes, mostly vermin sat in stood in line, waiting for their turn to get in to see the chieftain.

Scioto sighs as he finishes talking to a rat, can't he have at least some free time as his trip back from the abbey was not totally perfect, he sends the rat off and shakes his head" Good grief..fighting over prices of fruit of all things. His stand...not the brothers stand"

As the saying goes, there is no rest for the wicked...or chieftains...To make matters worse there is always, always that one beast who decides to throw a wrench into an already complicated situation.

That beast is Bandit. The burly beast strides into the town hall, a small storm cloud trailing in his wake. The brown furred fox has slimmed down somewhat but still retains a noticeable beer belly around his waist. He wears a vest made of mouse hide and carries at his side a rapier.

Bandit barges past the beasts in line, striding forward like a beast with purpose. His goal. The chieftain’s office.

A very fat Liam is at the door, about to step into the chieftain's office and complain about paying fair wages to employees, that is, not being able to pay what HE deems fair which is a lot less than what the city considers fair, when the fox steps in before Liam and closes the door behind him before he can complain.

"I have a complaint!" The fox shouts in a loud voice.

Scioto looks up and raises an eyebrow “On what Bandit? Not seen you in a while how are you? Lost some weight I see." He also looks at Liam and frowns "What do you need?" He nods to the guard to make sure no one else barges into his office, they can wait their turn.

The fox steps forward, waving a slip of paper in front of the chieftain, at a respectable distance of course, before slamming it, respectfully, onto his desk, "I need justice!" The fox rests his paws on his hips. "Loitering. I was fined for loitering!" Bandit growls, "One of your snobby, up beat guards gave me a ticket, an actual ticket for sleeping in the market place!"

Scioto folds his paws on his desk "Well, you should sleep in the Inn or maybe ask someone to stay at their home. It is a law to sleep too long in the market place, and a good way to get robbed as well." He does look at the paper and then places it back down before looking back at the fox.

"Well sorry if I don't have the wealth to stay in a tavern. And I believe you were the last beast I stayed with here. I remember a cell, some beasts accusing others of being slavers, and one beast almost being executed for it!" Either remembering his place or his tone of voice the fox sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose, "Sorry, sorry, that was a low blow even for me. I didn't sleep too well last night, and with Marek in town..."

Scioto nods "Yes Marek is here I know, he is not a threat so no worries. He..is going to be the new tavern owner soon and is good at being a bar tender too." He watches Bandit closely and glances at Liam before addressing Bandit as he rubs his forehead, he must have a small headache. “And I will not place you in a cell, don’t worry"

Scioto says, "And at the time a LOT were against you but your name was then cleared so that is over and I know you’re not a slaver"

"Hey! I have been waiting in line for over half an hour! You can't just cut ahead of us and-" Liam begins before Bandit proves that he can in fact, cut in line by closing the office door and blocking him out of the conversation.

"Sorry..." The fox says in case he overstepped his bounds in some way. After all he is in the presence of a village leader. "Anyway, I'm glad to hear that you're not going to lock me up. That's always a plus. But what am I going to do about this fine? I'm short on cash and there isn't exactly a high demand for adventurer foxes at the moment..."

Scioto shrugs. "I am unsure...maybe a guard, then again we temporarily have no head guard he seems to have left and without telling me so I am rather peeved off at that bit of news. Plus it wasn’t a perfect walk back from the abbey, and I had not planned to even go to the abbey but Lorimis" He frowns "Lorimis died recently"

"So I've heard." The fox says simply. Arms now crossed about his chest his tail twitched behind him, "Can't say I ever met the beast except at feasts though." He says as gently as he can muster. "Sorry to hear about...um...your loss." That didn't make the conversation awkward...at all.

"Wait, the head guard left?" The fox thought on this for a moment. His eyes twinkled in a way similar to how Xia learned that an eagle was terrorizing the town. Shortly before it ate her. Bandit is many things, included is opportunistic. One has to be when lives as an adventurer.

There is...money to be made here somewhere... "Maybe...you need a beast to track him down?"

Scioto shakes his head "Not going to brother, it could end badly and right now got other issues to deal with. Wouldn’t surprise me if that...old badger is in the hall, he talks Way TOO much, drives me insane sometimes..a badger who walks into a hut that’s empty and" He stops rambling and rubs his forehead again “What skills do you have Bandit. jobs wise?"

Seeing a chance to flaunt his job skills in front of a potential job employer Bandit is eager to reply. One paw on his hip the other jabbing his thumb into his chest the fox says, "I am a skilled fighter beast Scioto. And I have been up and down Mossflower as a Bounty hunter for the past season. You got a job you need filled...sir?" he adds the sir onto the end after a lengthy pause.

Scioto studies Bandit and hmmms, "Maybe, it would pay well and better than most jobs and you could have your home 2 room home. Meals still need paid course but first one could be on me...just first one" He adds the last part in a serious tone as he sits up better, "I do trust you, but before I offer this job you need to understand a couple things first. One ..the snake in my home and is seen with Blisa at times is not to be harmed. Marek is not to be harmed...understood?"

The fox raises an eyebrow. It is probably a good thing the cat clarified how many free meals the fox would get. Rubbing his chin Bandit chuckles, "You mean Marek isn't the snake staying in your home?" HE laughs for a short while before replying, "Wait...what? You actually have a snake in your home?" The fox looks worried, "I heard rumors but I never imagined that..." He gulps. "What kind of job is this?"

Scioto nods "Yes snake in my home who likes cheese so cheese breath around him may be bad idea and no Marek is not a snake...he has changed a good deal and..." He thinks, does he?. Yes he does now" I trust him and he has a place to stay"

Scioto says, "And the job title is....Head Guard, command the guards and take orders from me and sometimes Nightbreath or Blisa"

The fox takes a second to let this sink in. His eyes bulge and his jaw drops. Bandit is rendered speechless. Completely speechless. There is no way...no, this has got to be a joke! Right? Who would offer Bandit responsibility? Of this magnitude even!

Scioto looks at the expression "If you rather not I could offer the job to another beast, just need to find one that’s...trust worthy "

"What? No! I'm trust worthy! I'm just...just shocked is all!" The fox is truly desperate for a job at this point. The adventuring gimmick isn't working too well at this point. Why not give head...head... Bandit can't even finish his sentence in his own head he is so shocked! "When...when do I start?”

Scioto answers" Well you can start now if you like, or tomorrow maybe. I am still a little tried from the trip back from Redwall, I also renewed the treaty with the abbey and the village"

Bandit tries his best not to look like a fish out of water. What does the head guard do? Besides command the guard? Will there be paperwork? Will he have a schedule? Will he solve murders? What happened to the last head guard? All good questions that he doesn't ask.

Instead Bandit says, "Y-yeah...maybe tomorrow is best. I...need some time to take all this in." The fox reaches for the door handle to the office.

Scioto nods "Alright Bandit and you can speak to me tomorrow either here or at my home." Then there is where he can stay...well he could always let Marek stay with him unless Marek fixed up the spare rooms in the tavern, ok Marek stays at his place, least tonight" Bandit...you can have the guest room above the tavern for tonight, just tonight. There was someone there but they are not in there much now since it’s been...cleaned up." Then Scioto doesn’t blame the stoat, they did almost die in the room after all.

All bandit can do is nod. A beast of few words the fox walks out of the chieftain’s office, stunned. Just stunned.

"It's about time! Do you know how rude that was?" Liam growls. The obese pine marten crosses his arms in a smug fashion, "I should report you to the guard! How would you like that?"

The fox lifts his eyes up to Liam and cracks a wicked grin...

Scioto sighs as he looks at Liam and stands, he needs some air and a break, "Whatever it is can wait an hour....I need a serious break"

--After Lunch—

Scioto sighs; he had a short break for lunch and came back. He talked to many beasts. One rat requested a permit to sell spices, another rat wanted to know if he could sell fish. One ferret got dragged off cussing as he was not able to test some sort of archery target...targets being beasts passing by, yeah that didn’t go well with the chieftain.

Other things were simple, Help to rebuild the bakery and a list of goods they would get, this made the chieftain smile. Another beast and his sister were fighting over what side to place an apple cart, Scioto just groans "Figure it out yourselves please" They started at each other and exited the office. A few others came and went and by now Scioto was ready to sleep for the day, he was already half an hour late for dinner at the tavern with his family.

Marek walks in and nods to Scioto "I see your back, you wanted to see me some beast said." He waits politely for a reply.

Scioto nods "Yes, first I am glad all seemed to go well while I was away...had enough trouble on the road. I have been thinking and would like to offer you and Zaram jobs here. And a home as well. You as the tavern owner and be in charge of the tavern, what it serves and hours ect..there is an office and you can have the hut connected to it in the back as your home, even use the unused storage room if you like, plenty of room for you and Zaram. Zaram could be recorder, now of course you can help one another with your jobs as I know Zaram also is good at bar tending and your good at keeping recodes."

Marek looks stunned and nods "Thanks you Mr. Scioto. I thank you deeply for this and promise to continue to show you can trust me. I do wish forgiveness from how I acted before..seasons before. I am sorry for destroying the other tavern and maybe building a replacement was my way of saying sorry. I am not the same beast I was then and never want to be that beast again. I know some still do not trust me, some even possible fear me and I know of ones whom wish me dead. I suppose trust takes longer in some than others."

Scioto listens closely as he speaks "I am unsure of others but...I forgive you Marek. So you have my forgiveness, any past deeds you have been cleared of..least ones here or involving me elsewhere. I cannot sadly tell others feelings , your have to seek forgiveness from them on your own I am afraid."

The door is open so he walks right in as turns his paw in the air "Yadda Yadda Yadda...forgiveness....oh the sadness, who cares?" A cold voice says as he looks up from his hooded face, "Greetings Marek..long time no see, oh and I see you have become friends with the chieftain of Ferravale, I always hated leaders then again, you know that already"

Scioto slips on his traveling cloak and arches an eyebrow, "Excuse me, who are you, you can’t just walk into here." Wait why didn’t the guards tell him of this visitor?

Marek narrows his eyes and already is reaching for his blade.."Irinevok!..You PAIN!..Why are you here?"

Irinevok removes his hood and looks sad, "Oh my, you’re not happy to see me?" He fakes a frown and then starts to laugh insanely, "Why am I here?..Oh I was hoping to chat with the leader here, you being here is just added fun...oh yes your guards, both of them, are dead in the hall." He smiles one of those insane smiles “May want to clean that up, it’s a big..big mess."

Scioto stightens up his cloak and glares at the mouse, "Leave my office now." He stays calm, "You leave now and I won’t put you in a cell."

Marek shakes his head "No cell for him, he needs to die before he does anything."

Irinevok tilts his head and smiles "Oh..I grew out of fire, it was getting boring and I -HATE- being bored." He chuckles dryly "Or your place me in a cell, that’s funny I forgot to laugh kitty cat." He looks between them as he smirks, he flicks his tail and the tall ferret that was standing outside the door shows himself and fires off an arrow right at the chieftain's chest!

Scioto doesn't have time to react, or gasp before it seems to find it's mark and he falls backwards and into the window. Luckily no glass gets on him but he has some small cuts on his arms and one on his ear and nose. The arrow looks to be buried in his chest as he falls and knocking himself out as he hits the hard ground outside the window. Three things should be clear right away if one was to get close, but the desk blocks full view..one, there is an arrow where his heart would be and should be an instant death sentence but..two he is still breathing..three..where is all the blood?

Marek gasps" Scioto!" He then narrows his eyes at the mouse and right away goes to slice at his neck!

Irinevok laughs insanely at this, to him this is fun, he eeps as Marek gets a good slice on his arm and he goes to push the chair at him and flee, he speaks to the ferret, “Let’s go!"

Scioto lies on the ground, outside his office and that window will need replaced. He is breathing and has a good pulse somehow.

Irinevok went another way and didn’t see the chieftain, the crazy insane mouse kills two other guards on the way out before managing to slip between a large crowd of beasts outside, he is lost to sight as he places thee hood over his head and disappears down a path that leads to a wooded area by a small opening of the wall, close to the housing area and he is long gone, but he plans to return as he is very much still near the area of the village and has no plans to leave anytime soon.

Marek chases the mouse and then cusses loudly, he races back to Scioto who is surrounded by Ferravale beasts and Marek pushes them out of the way and examines Scioto, he studies the arrow and feels for a pulse. Zaram is here and checks him as well, "Scioto be alive zuurrr"..

Marek asks, "How?"

Scioto is knocked out, a closer inspection shows the cloak he wears is a little thick where the arrow hit, if one moves it they see a thick leather bound book, he forgot about, tucked into his cloak and had been sitting right where his heart is. He also has the chain mail and the leather under this, the arrow barely got through the leather so if anything it nicked him but there is some serious bruising of his chest and maybe a cracked rib.

Marek eyes widen as he looks at this and gently lifts Scioto to take off the cloak and rip the arrow from the book as he reads it "Journal of..Oak.." He looks at Scioto seeing the chainmail, the leather and torn tunic as he smiles "You don't know just how lucky you are right now Mr. Scioto..by all rights you should be in the dark forest now."

Scioto groans as he starts to come to and the first thing he feels is pain. His chest hurts and his back hurts some as well. He opens his good eye and blinks a few times, he sees the broken window, he sees the glass and the crowd of beasts, and Marek holding the cloak, damaged book and arrow. he looks then at his chest seeing the torn tunic, damaged chainmail and leather armor and lays there like he is in some sort of shock at what just happen, it happen so fast.

Marek gently presses him down as he healer comes over, “Do not move Scioto, you just escaped death." He shows the book, a thick hole all the way threw it and the arrow, "This also messed up the chainmail, your tunic and leather armor slightly." The healer looks him over "Bruised chest...small nick of a wound on chest, a cracked rib...your lucky to be alive sir."

Scioto obeys and lies down, "But where did the..ouch, arrow come from?"

Marek answers "A ferret that works for Irinevok .Both sadly got away I am sorry to say. If you had not had Mr. Oaks book you would be dead right now Scioto, Irinevok had this planed, he also killed the two guards at the office door and a couple more on his get away. I will have Mr. Bandit keep an eye out for him, in the meantime Mr. Scioto it may be best to rest..somewhere safe with a guard or door at your door..and me as well close by."

Scioto just nods, he is still a bit shocked as to the fact he could of just died and so quickly too. "Ok...." is all he gets out.

Marek lifts him gently and carries him towards his house, some beasts mutter and follow him, others head elsewhere, some stand there confused, "Some beast find his daughter. Some other beast get to work fixing that window...some beast find the new head guard to find that insane mouse and ferret. Someone else...tend to the dead guards, they can’t stay where they are." Oddly his orders are obeyed, he then carries Scioto on home and lays him on the bed, two guards placed at the door and Marek sitting beside Scioto, his sword nearby as he looks at the bedroom doorway.

Scioto groans a little, he lets some much needed sleep take over and sleeps. Whether it’s a peaceful sleep remains to be known.

[[Category:Oz]]
[[Category:April_2015]]
[[Category:Vermin_RP]]

Zork Is Awake!(Marek's Revenge TP)

2017-11-18T21:28:43Z

Riverdale:

But then it's ruined as Ferdinand growls.

2017-11-18T21:28:00Z

Riverdale:

FV:Pond
This is a large pond that is close to the fields and the orchands of Ferravale. The pond looks very well cared for and in warm months flowers of all colors grow around it. The pond is large enough to have a small fishing boat big enough for two beasts and also for a good number of beasts to swim in. In winter beasts can enjoy ice skateing. There is also a couple oak and maple trees here growing by the large pond.
Exits: [P]ath [T]o [G]raveyard, [B]ack

Jase the cat. Blisa the cat, Ferdinand the ferret, Basilisk 'Basil' the whiptail snake.

Jase is by the pond today, there is not much of the summmer left, which is good so there is less hot days to be had.

Blisa is coming towards the pond on her way to the graveyard, her arms full of flowers. Ferdinand is following close behind, carrying a huge bunch of flowers, too. He doesn't seem to mind. Behind them both is Basilisk the whiptail snake. He is very loudly complaining about how much he hates winter and how he wishes that it would stay warm forever. So far, the other 2 are doing a successful job of ignoring him.

Jase looks over and frowns as he sees the snake, he decides to just stay where he is by the pond for now and just keep a close eye on the snake.

Blisa spots her friend and walks over to him, filling the air with the scent of flowers. "Hi! It's a lovely day, isn't it?" Ferdinand comes over and sets his armload of autumn flowers down. Stretching his arms he nods politely to the male cat. Basil slides up and towers over him, peering down at the new-to-him feline.

Jase frowns, "You...have interesting bodyguards Blisa, which is good I guess. It is a good day, not too hot and be careful not to get too hot, then course in winter one gets too cold sometimes."

Blisa looks back at her snake. "Oh, yeah, Basil's my pet, too. He's pretty good. And I love winter. Snow is one of my favourite things." Ferdinand rolls his eyes as Basil hisses, "You are Blisssssa'sssss new friend??"

Jase calms, only a little "I am a friend...yes. I am Jase, Master healer here. And snow is ok, long as you don't stay out too long and get ill"

Basil tilts his head to ne side, sizing up the Master Healer. "Jassssse, hmmm? It's nicesssss to meet you." He goes to surround the cat with a loose coil, not even trying to touch him, just trying to surround him. Blisa eyes him suspiciously. "Don't try anything stupid, Basil. He's my friend, and if you hurt him, I'll lock you in the cellar with no cheese buns for a week." Ferdinand gives a wry smile and offers to help Jase get out of the scaly coil.

Jase stands and decides maybe he should go elsewhere, "Yes I am a f...friend, not an enemy"

Blisa hits her pet with the flowers she's holding, then drops them and starts whacking him on the head. "Stop that!! Coil up!" Basil whimpers and pulls back, away from around the Healer. Coiling up, he hides his head in his coils, peeking out between 2 of them. "Sssssss.....but......" "No 'buts', Basilisk! You should be ashamed of yourself!" Ferdinand walks over to the Master Healer and murmurs, "Are you alright?"

Jase nods "I..I am fine, I would feel very sorry for whim ever tried to hurt Blisa if the snake was around, though in winter he will have to stay indoors or he will die in the snow and cold air."

Ferdinand nods and goes to pat the cat on his arm. "Aye, me, too. He hideth in hith cellar motht of the winter." Blisa is pointing angrily at her pet. "Apologize at once!!" Basil sticks his head through 2 o his coils and whimpers, "Sssssssssorry....."

Jase smiles at the sorry, "O...ok, so how is every beasts day? Its been a fairly good day so far today and no beast has gotten serious injuried, even in the fighting pits lately"

Blisa turns back to the other cat, smiling now. "I've been okay, thanks! My headaches haven't been as bad as they usually are. I'm glad that nobeast has gotten too terribly injured." Ferdinand nods. "I have been well. How are you?" Basil perks up and even smiles slightly, but for now stays silent, hoping to be spared any more wrath from the Heir to Ferravale.

Jase smiles at Blisa "I am glad your having a good day, I would never wish you to have a bad day, you need all good wonderful days."

Ferdinand raises a eyebrow at the male cat's statement. He has this big brother mentality towards his charge, so he's now mildly suspicious of the Master Healer. Blisa, on the other hand, has no such suspicions and smiles broadly, honestly, and with a touch of surprise. "Aw, thanks." Basil nudges the ferret and says, "Why doessssssssssshe look like that?" and earns himself a slight rap on the nose from Ferdinand.

Jase smiles and nods, he pays no mind to the snake or ferret, "Thats...good and you look lovely today, and.." He stops there and smiles more," Wow...the sunlight makes the perfect sparkle in your eyes..soo...." He then clears his throat "I mean..."

Blisa perks up slightly. But then it's ruined as Ferdinand growls, "Oi. Thlow down. I think you 2 thould thtick to being jutht friendth for now." The petite cat looks up at him, slightly shocked, her mouth a perfect O. Basil sticks his tongue out. "Eeew, issssthat whatsssshappening????"

Jase blinks and looks at Ferdinand and is silent, "I was just...saying..." He backs up a little now "Sorry..."

Jase takes a deep breath "I should get back to the infirm, excuse me and again...sorry" He then walks off but unseen is a frown, is he starting to fall in love? Well that could be good or bad depending on how you look at it, she is after all the chieftains daughter...hmmms he thinks, he wouldn't want beheaded for a possible crime...he speeds up his walking, he has things to think on.

Ferdinand softens considerably, and noticeably. "It'th alright, don't worry." He watches the Master Healer walk off, then yelps as Blisa hits him. "Why did you do that?!" "Becauthe you 2 are too young and inexperienced. You need to take thingth thlowly. Ow!! Thtop hitting me!" They take the flowers to the graveyard and then go home, the petite cat blinking back tears. She's not sure what she's feeling; all she knows is, she doesn't like the fact that her bodyguard intervened/interfered. Basilisk follows along behind them, hoping that things don't get all romantic any time soon. He hates that kind of stuff.

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The Abbot has A Morning Chat With Birds

2017-11-18T21:27:36Z

Riverdale:

RW Abbey: North Walltop
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Trees line this portion of the rampart although none of them even begin to level out at the level that this rampart stretches above the forest floor. On tree, however, stands out among the rest, a giant, ancient elmtree. Many beasts -- even burly otters -- would have to stretch their paws around in order to encircle its great trunk completely. A gnarled look is about the tree -- as many years living through droughts and storms -- as well as battles -- could do to anything. The elm extends at least several mice-heights higher than the wall, towering over the rest.
The snow has completely melted from the ramparts -- after all, they recieve near-direct sunlight most of the day. A few puddles can be found here and there in the little depressions that have assuredly been made from eons of beasts making their way across the waltops. Down below, blooms and bright, verdant new growth on the trees echoes the lovely green that also coats the forest floor -- and although it's a little soggy, it's definitely easier on footpaws than snow.
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Exits: [D]own, [W]est, [E]ast

'''[[Thunderwing]]''' is circling and lands on the abbey wall tops and looks around as he perns a feather in his wing. A couple guards keep an eye on the large bird as he tilts his head "Thunderwing bring news from friends, needum tell message yes"

'''[[Benar]]''' has seen the eagle and ventured up to the wall top carefully "Greetings sir eagle, I overheard something of a message from friends, which friends would this be?" He will wait on a reply.

Thunderwing looks at the abbot and then speaks, "Hare Flare say bring message..message cause important to sayum. Badger and micees geta to mountain alla safe like. Flare say friend Zee should know niece is ok and safe. Thunderwing finda Zee along river, he say tellum abbeybeasts of news"

Benar smiles "It is good news to know our ambassador has made it to Salamandastron, as well as Leon and Dorarose."

Thunderwing bops his head, "Thunderwing go backs soon yes, travel with friend Zee up long river and to big waters, mucha fishes there for Thunderwing"

Benar nods, "SO, Zee is going to visit with Zinnia it sounds like, tell him I wish him safe travels for there and when he choices to return for on the way back. Is there any other news Thunderwing?"

Thunderwing shakes his head "No other news be no, Thunderwing bring what told to bring, of friends getting where need to be and be safe like."

Benar nods "Good news is always welcome Thunderwing. I will let Oz as well as Angela know they got there safe, I am sure they will be glad of the news"

Thunderwing nods, "Thunderwing go back Zee now." He moves away slightly as to not knock anyone down and tilts his head, then hops off the wall and glides to the road, flaps a few times and is soon airborne.

Benar backs up a little as the eagle takes off and watches him head off.

Thunderwing circles once and looks down , "Thunderwing fly now....Thunderwing make sure friend Zee get to where going ya" He then heads towards the direction of the river.

'''[[Twiddle]]''' has spotted an eagle from the rooftops. Being a small and territorial bird she was, of course, was enraged. She flies after the bird of prey a short distance, shrieking angrily and telling the big bird to go, before circling back around to perch on the wall top, looking smug.

Benar looks at the robin, "No worries, the eagle is a friend to the abbey and was delivering a message to us from friends"

Twiddle seems taken aback by the squirrel, as though for the moment the land-beast was invisible to the bird in the face of 'the enemy'. At the squirrel's words, however, she puffs herself up. "Norra frienda Twiddle, ahem hem no! Chase-a chase 'em all away! Peck peck peck alla eagles if no go go go!"

Benar says, "Well not all eagles are an enemy and those who are, it may be rather dangerous to try and handle such a large creature on one's own. Are you new to the abbey?"

"Biggabirds no' roost neara Twiddle, no no! Ahem hem! Chasem! Peckem! Twiddle much strong fierce bird! Bigga bird notta stay!" Twiddle insists hopping from side to side impatiently. She tilts her head suspiciously at the squirrel. "Twiddle roost here much weeks! Many sun-go-by! Twiddle chase kestrelbird out out out! Twiddle roosts upon the redcliffhouse! Twiddle eat from redcliffhouse! Groundbeast feed Twiddle! You feed Twiddle, ahem, yes?"

Benar listens to all she has to say, "Well, just do not get the sparra warriors upset, that would be unwise and any good beasts is welcome to stay. Will your nest be warm for when the winter season comes?"

"Sparra much much mighty warrior but Twiddle mightier, ahem yes! We have no-fight-truce-no-peck peck! Twiddle stay her roosts, Sparra stay they roost! We pecka peck peck the bigga birds alla way!" The little bird floofs herself up very proudly when she's asked about her nest. "Ahem hem! Muchwarm! Twiddle find much nestsofts around redcliffhouse! Grow on strange vine! Mucha softwarm, ahem yes!" She may have stolen someone's drying laundry.

Benar raises an eyebrow but decides to not worry on what she means right now, "I see....well the abbey has a good deal of bread, and some sunflower seeds we can share with our bird friends. We also have nuts and some berries."

"Your flickytailfox fox much feed! Worms and seeds and bread, yes, ahem yes! You Treefluff are have much worm and seed and bread for Twiddle?" She seems to expect the squirrel to suddenly produce food for her.

Benar says, "Well I am not sure much worms will be found once winter comes, maybe a way can be found to save some for you to have for winter sometimes. Other wise there is bread, sunflower seeds, you can also try fruits or other items maybe"

Twiddle hops forward expectantly. "Much want! Twiddle have fruit and otheritems and bread and seeds, ahem yes! Flufftail give Twiddle now? Ahem, yes? Flufftail treebeast feed Twiddle now?!"

Benar chuckles, "We could go into the cavern Hole and see what is left from breakfast, let us go" He then leads the way into the main building and into the Cavern Hole.

RW Abbey: Cavern Hole
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This room is slightly smaller than Great Hall, but still of a size large enough to accommodate a great number of gathered beasts. A large fireplace is set into one of the walls, and there are a series of small tables and chairs near one end for beasts who are eating late, or simply prefer the smaller tables for their meals. Cushions and blankets have been set in one corner. A short flight of steps leads up to Great Hall, and along the walls of the stairs, going both ways, the word 'Redwall' has been carved into the stone.
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[G]reat [H]all
[Ki]tchen

'''[[Krystal]]''' is here cleaning off a couple of the tables and making sure late comers to breakfast get something to eat.

Twiddle shrieks unhappily as the squirrel moves off but, with the promise of food inside, the bird hops and flutters along behind Benar, continuously pestering him. "Give give give! Give Twiddle food now, ahem yes! Food now? Feed Twiddle! Give give give!" She doesn't seem to know, nor care, what Cavern Hole might be. Even as they get there.

Benar turns to the robin as he enters the room "Do be calm friend, demanding is not the way to get anything, one must be polite and ask nicely" He smiles at Krystal "Good day Bee Keeper, how are you? Would there be any breakfast to be had still?"

Krystal smiles, she is then a little startled from the bird but soon relaxes "There is some rolls with honey and some oatmeal Abbot Benar, and some apple slices and green sap milk. I could get some."

"Treefluff beast make no sense! Want food, sing of food, get food! Ahem hem yes! Treeflufftail has promised food for Twiddle! Twiddle want! Feed Twiddle! This right!" The little bird fluffs up and looks furious at any further delay to her being given food. Her eyes alight on the other squirrel. "Beekeeper?! You are to feed Twiddle bees?! Twiddle want bread and worms and seeds! Flufftailkeeperofbees feed Twiddle?!" She's getting louder...

Benar frowns, “Do ask nicely, let me show you an example friend." He stays calm as he walks over to Krystal," Yes some breakfast would be nice please, may we have some ?"

Krystal gasps and shakes her head "Wair not, bees are friends...." She looks at the abbot and then the robin and tends to calm again, he smiles a little and goes into the kitchen to return with rolls, apple slices and some juice and smiles as she catches on "Yes you may" She smiles as she places the food and drink on a table, "And your welcome."

Twiddle hops forward behind Benar and tilts her head with a furious expression and very very fluffy feathers. "Strange groundbeast custom! No no no! Twiddle norra do groundbeast thing! Twiddle is fed, yes yes! Norra eating dirty stingsting bees! Nasty buzzbugs! Give Twiddle bread!" The sight of the rolls Krystal returns with is too much for the little bird's patience and she charges forwards and hops up onto the table and starts trying to peck apart as many rolls as possible, spilling food and drink across the surface of the table.

Benar smiles "Thank you Krystal" He looks to the robin and offers a smile" See politeness is very good to have, as well as calmness and patience ." He sighs at the robin, "When has been the last time you have had a meal Twiddle?"

Krystal nods and steps back as she watches the bird and sits down in a chair not too far off.

"Twiddle had wormfood and bread! Before roost last night! Ahem yes! Many hours!" The bird pauses for just a moment in her absolute destruction of the rolls to deliver her answer before she goes back to making the worst mess she possibly could in the course of pecking and devouring the bread.

Benar watches the bird "Well, your need to learn to wait sometimes for meals and not eat nearly as fast as you’re doing now. One should enjoy food and eating too fast can lead to other problems as well such as not feeling well."

Krystal blinks, she has gone silent for a short while before speaking, "So...ummm, how is every beast today?"

The bird gulps down some roll crumbs and hops across the table, knocking over another drink and spilling it across the floor. She puffs up and looks, with a serious expression, at the two squirrels. "Slowbird food stolen! Twiddle norra slowbird! No no no!" Her gaze falls on Krystal suspiciously. "Wot mean?!"

"Well no beasts will steal your food in here, not to worry. You will see....now" He looks at the mess and frowns, and then nods to the others "I need to speak to Angela and Oz and let them know of news I have gotten from our friend Thunderwing, excuse me" The abbot then heads off.

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Tavern Names, The Death of Raymond and The Rescue of Scioto (Bolts of Chaos TP)

2017-11-18T21:26:18Z

Riverdale:

''' This is two logs put together into one so enjoy :)'''

''In a Hidden Cave''

'''[[Marek]]''' walks into the room with a plate of scones. "Alright, I need updates on how our plans to take Ferravale are going" He places the scone plate within reach of everyone and sits down. "Then we will get into some other matters"

'''[[Shadowfur]]''' is sitting close to the doorway looking a little bored, he doesn’t go out too much lately and when he does he is extra careful, he nods to Marek, "So far so good boss, there is a seer who may be a problem but it’s his word against mine, and I managed to ...pay some of the guards a little, be quiet gold, course some are still against me, but no matter our main group still outnumbers them"

'''[[Rafe]]''' is already here cleaning his blade, "I say we kill head guard, he is most annoying..do this..do that...and I still hate de hare, hare has nerve to try and be friend dumb hare."

'''[[Scioto]]''' narrows his eyes at Rafe but doesn’t move to try anything against him, he mainly listens to them talking as not much he can do and not endanger himself.

Marek nods. "Yes, killing the head guard is important....you're finally saying something smart for a change...though I doubt it will last". He takes a scone himself and places some ale on the floor. "Drink up, and speaking of drinks. Anyone have any good tavern names Shadowfur?...Rafe?...Scioto?"

Shadowfur speaks "Ummm...Rusty Dagger?" .He shrugs.

Rafe blinks, "Errrr...name the tavern ummm...The Place of Ale?" He is not so good with names as he places his sword back where he keeps it.

Scioto raises an eyebrow, "You want my idea.." He looks at Rafe, "What?.."

Marek sighs. "Yes I know the wildcat is stupid, haven't we already established that?" He pauses. "Yes I want your ideas...everyone's opinion is valid. I'm evil...not uncivilized"

Shadowfur looks ready to slap Rafe but holds back the urge to as he mutters something under his breath," The stupid cat's head..there's a name"

Rafe glares at Shadowfur, "You are not nice you need shut up or I make you headless dumb ferret"

Scioto sighs and shakes his head, "Sounds like your beasts want to argue rather than give names"

Marek grins. "How about the Wildcat's Head" He takes a sip of ale. "In all seriousness though, I like the Rusty Dagger. We'll go with that if nobody has any better idea"

Shadowfur says, "what about..The Iced Blade or..Fire and Ice Tavern?"

Rafe folds his arms but he is not so stupid he will argue with Marek, he decides not to offer another idea.

Marek laughs. "Yes that has an ICE ring to do it....don't you think, Scioto" He stops laughing and clears his throat. "Unless of course YOU have a better idea?"

Scioto frowns, he does speak finally, "If you even get the tavern, which needs rebuilt, something with dagger in the name maybe"

Marek shrugs. "Ok then, the Rusty Dagger it is" He holds up a glass. "To the Rusty Dagger!"

Shadowfur smirks, "Sounds ok with me and the tavern is being rebuilt" He holds up a glass.

Rafe blinks and snorts, "Whatever just want good ale again"

Scioto shrugs, not that he is enjoying this little talk, "And what are you going to do if you do gain control of the village, what then?"

Shadowfur smirks, "Kill ya...right boss?"

Rafe says, "Speaking of killing I want ta kill de head guard, make him feel pain till he dies"

Marek smiles. "I'm glad you asked...no Shadowfur I don't plan on killing the cat actually there is no need to kill the cat. I will have what I want" He turns to Scioto, deciding to ignore Rafe. "You see, Ferravale will be my temporary base of operations while I plan my assault on Redwall.

Scioto manages a chuckle, "Good luck with that, that’s the one place no one has claimed, and they have Martin the Warrior to help them and the Redwall Champion as well and if they know I am missing they will be on guard for an attack"

Shadowfur asks, "Who is Martin?"

Rafe grins, "A soon to be dead beast!"

Marek glares at Rafe. "Martin is ALREADY a dead beast you BLITHERING IDIOT!" He turns to Scioto. "Martin is the ghost of a long dead warrior who protects Redwall. He does not intimidate me and neither does that joke of a fox. I will take Redwall and then Mossflower will be mine, and this is my goal. After I'm done with Redwall, you can have your little village back....if it wants you"

Shadowfur asks, "He's a ghost, how does a ghost protect the abbey?"

Rafe says, "ummm..with some funky power or he..scares ya to death?"

Scioto shakes his head, "Flicktail is skilled, yes he is sometimes annoying but he is serious when it comes to fighting and not an easy one to take down as you may think"

Shadowfur rolls his eyes, "Yeah the..friend to all..I’m an otterfox ya know....maybe I should take his head off" He chuckles at the idea, "That be fun"

Marek laughs. "Yes, I really don't understand that Fox, but I do not underestimate my foes, I am quite capable of combat myself. And their Martin will not intimidate me....I have martens of my own" He smirks.

Scioto glares at Shadowfur, "You need to be quiet, if I had a way to make you quiet I would" He is oddly calm as he says this.

Shadowfur stands and draws his blade, "How about I make you quiet..Permanently ?!"

Rafe watches curious as to what will happen

Marek holds out his crossbow. "Now you too stop arguing or I will quiet you BOTH permenantly...is that understood?"

Scioto keeps an eye on Shadowfur and remains calm still. "I understand..does Shadowfur?"

Shadowfur growls and turns around to leave and goes above to get away, away from all of them.

Rafe blinks "Errrrr...that was interesting”

Marek sighs. "Well...that settled then. I have matters to attend to, I will return shortly" He walks off.

--Inside the Mill--

Raymond is walking around trying to find clues, anything on finding a location of his chieftain, he frowns as he finds nothing and it’s starting to get to him.

Shadowfur walks slowly, he is moody and still recovering some from injuries, he sees Raymond and watches him closely.

Raymond sees Shadowfur and walks over, "I been told you’re a traitor, anything to say on that?" He adds, "I have reason to believe it, Nightbreath said it"

Shadowfur rolls his eyes, "Oh so the..Seer said it, so it HAS to be true” He frowns, “Ya know he could just be telling lies, maybe he is the one to keep an eye on hmmm?"

Raymond says, "He wouldn’t lie"

Shadowfur smirks “Maybe he would”

Raymond frowns and tries something else, "Where is Marek?"

Shadowfur narrows his eyes at the head guard, “Back off, this is going too far.”

Raymond speaks again, “I am acting chieftain, now I repeat where is Marek?”

Shadowfur shakes his head, "Gone..leave now"

Raymond nods slowly, "Yes, yes that’s true, if he is dead and a lot of beasts think he is not dead"

Shadowfur says, "Well they can think it if want, beasts can think anything these days" He chuckles “What if I don’t tell you ?”

Raymond gives a simple answer, "Then I -make- you" .He says in a cold voice starting to get upset.

Shadowfur narrows his eyes and even though injured he draws his blade, "Like ta see ya try"

Raymond gets his blade free, "I will do what I have to do as acting chieftain"

Shadowfur eyes narrow, " Oh will ya now Raymond, see..I don’t have to listen to you, not at all" He smiles coldly, “And neither do my friends”

Raymond says, now clearly peeved, “Yes you do”. He then asks, “ What do you-really know- of Scioto’s disappearance?"

Shadowfur smirks as a cold smile forms. "Maybe more than you think, so..chieftain is it? oh yeah temporary chieftain...that’s right" .He grins.

Raymond asks again, “Where is Scioto, I think you know" He growls now, “And where is Marek, he is alive isn’t he as you just slipped up.”

Shadowfur smirks "You are wrong and who says the Seer is always right, maybe he works for Marek, who knows"

Raymond narrows his eyes "I believe the word of the seer and I think you are hiding something"

Rafe just happens to come up the trap door and he has Scioto, hey he was told to keep an eye on him but decided he was hungry so he left and well...taking Scioto along with him, problem?...maybe.

Scioto looks around and his ears perk when he sees the two arguing or least a tale end of one.

Raymond looks over as he sees Rafe and his eyes go wide, he then turns back to Shadowfur "Surrender now!"

Rafe frowns as he sees he may of just make a mistake, he slowly draws his blade but waits for a command before he does anything.

Shadowfur frowns and it seems like he is giving up, He says and raises his paws into the air in a sign of surrender, but then smiles coldly, paws still up in the air, “Rafe”. He says in a simple tone,” Kill him”. He nods towards Raymond.

Rafe grins and holds his long sword with both paws and stabs downwards quickly and with speed of a skilled fighter right towards Raymond's unprotected back.

Raymond nods, “Good now come with…” He suddenly takes a deep breath as he feels the blade enter his back and the pain like nothing he has felt before, he drops his own blade in shock as blood soaks his tunic and the blade exits some in the front, blood also forms as his breathing is ragged now.

Braen walks into the room. "Shadowfur, I'd came to check on the mills suppl-" He growls. "Traitor!" . He holds up his sword, realizing it's too late to save his boss. "En garde"

Scioto gasps, "Raymond!" He doesn’t have his blade so it’s going to be a little hard to fight right now; he looks up as he sees Braen.

Shadowfur chuckles coldly, he looks at Braen also and gets his weapon back and smirks.

Rafe pulls the sword out and cleans in off on his cloak and watches him,” I hate this village and all beasts here, and I hate the one bunny”. He narrows his eyes at Braen, "Heee...you next boy?"

Braen laughs. "You really think you can best me?" He quickly stabs at Shadowfur in the shoulder so as to distract him and runs down the hatch to Scioto. "Catch me if you can kitty"

Raymond gasps sharply as the blade leaves his back, his eyes start to cloud in death, he looks at Braen, "Get..Scioto...out of..h..here?" He loses more blood and takes his last couple breaths as his eyes then close in death.

Shadowfur sidesteps but does get a slice on his arm, he slices at the stoat and glares at Rafe, "Stupid Fool!"

Scioto stands in shock as he looks down at Raymond and then goes to elbow Rafe in the throat and gets over to where Braen is, “There is more of them than just those"

Braen nods. "I know" He says. "Too bad there isn't another way out of here" He holds up his Sword. "If you want to get to Scioto...you have to go through me" He eyes glow with battle lust.

Rafe starts give chase when he is elbowed right in the jaw and spits out blood, he goes to kick Scioto but misses.

Shadowfur snorts, he snaps his fingers and a couple rats and a weasel show up, he glare at Rafe "You are letting him get away!!!"

Scioto looks around "You have a plan?" He asks Braen.

Braen nods. "Yeah, it mostly involves not dying"

Rafe rubs his jaws and looks at Shadowfur "SHUT UP!"

Shadowfur growls at Rafe as he nods to the rats and weasel to get Scioto and Braen.

Scioto nods "I like the plan...go!"

Rafe snorts, "Tried of orders you shut up, hate you too"

Braen smiles. "I'm glad you agree, but it's 2 against 5 and we need a way out"

Shadowfur takes a deep breath and growls as he makes a quick slice, a strong one right at Rafe's throat, all his anger at Scioto, at the escape and just the whole day built up inside him! Meanwhile others show up, friends of Marek...yeah 2 to 5 has become 10 to 2 and may go up unless they run now.

Scioto looks around and makes the only choice, "Down the trap door!!..They are all up here it’s a cave and it leads to the woods behind the mill go go go!"

Braen nods. "Right.....let go" He sticks his tongue out. "Bye....I'll kill you later maybe?" He makes sure Scioto leaves first and quickly follows killing the two guards outside and into the woods the two go.

Rafe would give that wish but he loses his head....literarily in this fight as his head leaves the body and rolls to Shadowfur's foot paws...well this is a mess.

''In the woods''

Braen is out of breath. "I'm glad we got out of that...now let's get to Redwall"

Scioto takes a couple deep breaths as he is out of breath himself and collapes to ground, "Need..rest..too many was there my" He frowns ,"My village they are just about to..take it over" He frowns deeply.

Shadowfur gave chase for a short while then growls, he calls the two rats with him back to the village, “Need to report this.” He nods to the weasel, “Follow them if you want I need to tell Marek”

(Later, Hidden Cave)

Marek returns to see Scioto missing and Rafe and Raymond dead. “Explain”

“He lost his head, boss” Shadowfur said.

“So the idiot did” Marek said. “And Scioto”

“Got away, Rafe let him. So I killed him, does it matter?” Shadowfur asked.

“No” Marek grinned. “My plans have come to fruition. Prepare the Invasion”

Shadowfur bows “As you wish Master”

Marek Grins.

(Few Hours Later Scioto and Braen get to Redwall Abbey)

RW Abbey: Great Hall
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The Great Hall of Redwall Abbey. Countless paw falls have echoed from these stones, and untold numbers of feasts and merry gatherings have been held here. A table, not nearly so grand or large as its predecessors, but quite functional for mealtimes, rests near the center of the hall. Chairs exist here aplenty, and they are all of a matching set. High above, the stain glass windows give the Great Hall a beautiful appearance. The glasswork is exceptionally done, crafted by a skilled artist. The floor is clean and swept. A fire is kept burning in the fireplace at almost all times of the day and night, and there are several more comfortable chairs and cushions set up here, of varying sizes. One looks large enough to easily accommodate a badger.
The Tapestry hangs proud and tall, and while the rest of Redwall may still bear the scars of natural disaster, this most famous of Redwall's relics remains unharmed by beast, time, or the elements. The figure of Martin the Warrior seems to be watching over his own with an unchanging, kindly gaze.
You can make out nothing through the large windows except the faintest glimmer of stars above the smudge of dark that is the Abbey's walls. Soft blue moonlight is trickling down from the windows above.
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Exits/Entrances:
[K]itchen [St]airs [C]avern [H]ole
[Li]brary [En]try [B]reezeway

Braen walks into the room, Scioto trailing behind him, a bit out of breath. "Hi-hello....I.....Braen.....found....Scioto....Head Guard Dead.....Marek Attacking...Ferravale Taken Over...." He falls over. "Blah"

Flicktail's sits bolt upright, his paw on the pommel of his sword. "Marinna! Look! that must be the New Stoat fellow I heard bout ?”

Marinna waked up immediately and blathers, "Pardon??"

Scioto walks in slowly, he has a frown and his head fur is a bit messed up, he looks at the group here and slowly sits down in the nearest chair.

Marinna Says” Are you the missing chieftain? “ To Scioto.

Scioto looks at Marinna "Who are...you?" He shakes his head, too tried to speak right now.

Braen takes a seat, still out of breath. "I really don't see how you could possibly know me, fox" He turns to the robin. "Yes, this is Scioto. We got him out of Ferravale, although it would appear that Marek is attacking at this moment. He has plans to attack Redwall soon....although I don't think he has the numbers for that"

Marinna says, "Marinna. A messenger."

Flicktail gets some water for both, he is no healer

Scioto nods "Well a messenger would do little good now"

The stairs echo quietly as Magramba rapidly descends them, his feet hitting softly on the stone. The squirrel pauses three stairs from the bottom, considering the situation unfolding below him. A brow slowly raises. A deep inhalation later, he steps off, making his way down into the room. "So we prepare to defend the Abbey, as we've been doing. What happened to Ferravale is unfortunate, but it's no concern of ours."

Flicktail asks, "Do you have yer memory Scioto?"

Scioto nods to Flicktail, he looks at Magramba "No concern of yours?"

Flicktail says, "Be careful yer Words Magramba, it was a concern o ours when Ferravale sent us food for a whole season after we was attacked"

Braen has finally got his breath back. "Well yes, it would appear that Scioto has most of his memory back...although I was not told he had lost it" He smiles. "And I will gladly defend the abbey with you Mr....?"

"I wasn't aware of that," Magramba answers Flicktail, shaking his head, slightly abashed. The warrior extends a paw to Braen, his expression conversely grim to the stoat's grin. "Magramba. We've already set some additional defenses in place, but any assistance is appreciated."

Marinna can hardly keep her eyes open.

Flicktail nods "At least me arm is better I can wield martin's blade “

Braen smiles. "Ah...the champion fox. I have heard a few things about you. But I wasn't sure" he turns to Scioto. "So you are my boss then?"

Scioto looks at the squirrel, "I am Scioto, I am Chieftain of Ferravale and I have a peace treaty with this abbey and am friends with Benar, Abbot Lorimis and..Flicktail as well..they have helped me before and I them"

Flicktail says, "And we will again"

"Then... we'll honor the treaty." Magramba is sort of groping for words, casting a glance towards Flicktail. He's just a freelancer, really. "But there's not much we can do for Ferravale until the threat to the Abbey is dealt with."

Flicktail says, "We can sure user yer help Magramba, Scioto Magramaba ere' is a true warrior, he's ere to help"

Scioto nods to Braen, "Yes, you are one of my guards...where is Benar, I will need to speak...speak to him as well"

Flicktail says, "He's around ere' somewhere, when we find him we will bring him to ya"

Braen nods. "So the warriors Magramba and Flicktail, glad to be allies with you" He takes a sip of water from his canteen. "And that villainous excuse for a stoat will never take Redwall while I can still draw a breath, and one day, we will have Ferravale back"

Flicktail asks, "one day? I say next Tuesday" The fox says optimistically"

Scioto nods "Yes we will get it back but it may take some time, Marek's group is many"

Flicktail says, "Don't care Magramba could take them all on with one paw tired behind is back"

"If we break him here, it should be fairly simple to retake the town," Magramba agrees, rubbing at the corner of his eye. "The walls give us a huge advantage."

Braen smiles. "I like your style, yes it seems as if Marek has no chance in hell's gates. This stoat is going down"

Flicktail says, "I bet Magramaba may even have an army we don't know about" He winks

Magramba laughs, nodding. "Yeah, Sister Agatha is cooking one up for me in the kitchens right now. Once they stuff themselves with gingerbread, it out to be easy to win." The squirrel chuckles, shaking his head. "I've told you, Flick, I'm just one squirrel."

Braen laughs. "Yes, it sort of look likes a beast who could pull an army out of his pocket" He turns to Flicktail. "Now how is fur white?"

Flicktail says, "You have to be scared by Martin" He replies seriously.

Scioto listens, best he can but well is tried and closes his eyes falling asleep in the first chair he came across, hmmmm...isn’t that Oz's chair?Oh well.

Braen responds strangely. "I see....well it looks like Scioto has fallen asleep. I hope the Badger that clearly owns that chair does not get upset" He pours himself some ale from the kitchen, when getting strange looks from the beasts around him he asks. "What?....a beast who just escaped from a mad ferret can't have a drink?"

Flicktail says, "Ah Oz will be ok. I hope a Long patrol comes along, them hares could be useful"

Magramba shakes his head, folding his arms across his chest. "By the time a missive to Salamandastron was delivered and the hares had a chance to respond, this Marek would already have done whatever he's going to do." The warrior wanders over to a nearby table, plucking a cup from its surface and holding it out towards Braen. "Don't mind if I join you, actually."

Flicktail brings some fish for the guests

Braen grins. "I LIKE you" He holds up a glass. "To the OBVIOUS victory of Redwall, and stopping all of Marek's Plan right then and there" he looks towards Flicktail. "Join us"

Flicktail looks over and sets the fish down, "I drink Cordial “

"It's just a little drink, Flick," Magramba replies, holding out a cup to the fox. "No harm in that." Peer pressure!

Flicktail shakes his head and retrieves cordial, "I tried that once, the stuff bit me in my head the next morning”

Braen grins. "I think more Martin is scaring this fox...very well. With the Cordial then...To REDWALL!"

Flicktail says, "Aye" He slurps his cordial "And to friends"

"To Redwall," Magramba agrees, hoisting his cup aloft towards the rafters. "And to friends, living and departed." The squirrel presses the wooden rim to his lips, tossing the drink back. A quick swallow and a little hiss between gritted teeth, and he's back. "Don't drink that stuff much," He admits.

Flicktail says, "We will have beds made for ya, and you will be our guests"

Little Luna, Flicktail’s true dibbun, toddles out, a mouse doll in her arms as she rubs her eyes she walks up to Braen "Kin I have a cup of water pweese? “

Braen nods. "Aye....this ale does seem a bit more potent than usual. Ah well, 'tis not a matter to me" he smiles at Flicktail. "Thank you, Ferravale appreciates your hospitality" Braen then gets Luna a drink of water

Luna stretches up with her dolly to be picked up by the stoat

"It's October Ale," Magramba mentions, by means of explanation, setting his cup aside. Little Luna gets a soft grin from the squirrel, his eyes warm as he watches the dibbun. "When we get a chance, I'll show you some of the things we've got set up on the walls to help repel any attacks."

Flicktail sits listening as Luna reaches up to the Stoat with a trusting warm smile, Doll in one hand cup of water in the other

Braen blinks. "No little one, If I pick you up now you'll spill your water. I'm sure Flicktail is willing to hold you"

Rubbing his eyes again with the backside of his paw, Magramba stifles a yawn, blinking owlishly. "Well, I'm going to make a round of the walls. I'll see you all later." The squirrel manages a tired grin on his way towards the door. "Gotta make sure those sentries stay awake."

Braen nods. "Ah yes, well it was good to meet you" He gets up. "And it was a good thing to meet you too, Mr. Flicktail" He yawns. "But I have to be getting to bed now, it has been a LONG day for me"

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[[Category:Bolts of Chaos]]

Tavern Names, The Death of Raymond and The Rescue of Scioto (Bolts of Chaos TP)

2017-11-18T21:23:13Z

Riverdale:

''' This is two logs put together into one so enjoy :)'''

--In a Hidden Cave--

Marek walks into the room with a plate of scones. "Alright, I need updates on how our plans to take Ferravale are going" He places the scone plate within reach of everyone and sits down. "Then we will get into some other matters"

Shadowfur is sitting close to the doorway looking a little bored, he doesn’t go out too much lately and when he does he is extra careful, he nods to Marek, "So far so good boss, there is a seer who may be a problem but it’s his word against mine, and I managed to ...pay some of the guards a little, be quiet gold, course some are still against me, but no matter our main group still outnumbers them"

Rafe is already here cleaning his blade, "I say we kill head guard, he is most annoying..do this..do that...and I still hate de hare, hare has nerve to try and be friend dumb hare."

Scioto narrows his eyes at Rafe but doesn’t move to try anything against him, he mainly listens to them talking as not much he can do and not endanger himself.

Marek nods. "Yes, killing the head guard is important....you're finally saying something smart for a change...though I doubt it will last". He takes a scone himself and places some ale on the floor. "Drink up, and speaking of drinks. Anyone have any good tavern names Shadowfur?...Rafe?...Scioto?"

Shadowfur speaks "Ummm...Rusty Dagger?" .He shrugs.

Rafe blinks, "Errrr...name the tavern ummm...The Place of Ale?" He is not so good with names as he places his sword back where he keeps it.

Scioto raises an eyebrow, "You want my idea.." He looks at Rafe, "What?.."

Marek sighs. "Yes I know the wildcat is stupid, haven't we already established that?" He pauses. "Yes I want your ideas...everyone's opinion is valid. I'm evil...not uncivilized"

Shadowfur looks ready to slap Rafe but holds back the urge to as he mutters something under his breath," The stupid cat's head..there's a name"

Rafe glares at Shadowfur, "You are not nice you need shut up or I make you headless dumb ferret"

Scioto sighs and shakes his head, "Sounds like your beasts want to argue rather than give names"

Marek grins. "How about the Wildcat's Head" He takes a sip of ale. "In all seriousness though, I like the Rusty Dagger. We'll go with that if nobody has any better idea"

Shadowfur says, "what about..The Iced Blade or..Fire and Ice Tavern?"

Rafe folds his arms but he is not so stupid he will argue with Marek, he decides not to offer another idea.

Marek laughs. "Yes that has an ICE ring to do it....don't you think, Scioto" He stops laughing and clears his throat. "Unless of course YOU have a better idea?"

Scioto frowns, he does speak finally, "If you even get the tavern, which needs rebuilt, something with dagger in the name maybe"

Marek shrugs. "Ok then, the Rusty Dagger it is" He holds up a glass. "To the Rusty Dagger!"

Shadowfur smirks, "Sounds ok with me and the tavern is being rebuilt" He holds up a glass.

Rafe blinks and snorts, "Whatever just want good ale again"

Scioto shrugs, not that he is enjoying this little talk, "And what are you going to do if you do gain control of the village, what then?"

Shadowfur smirks, "Kill ya...right boss?"

Rafe says, "Speaking of killing I want ta kill de head guard, make him feel pain till he dies"

Marek smiles. "I'm glad you asked...no Shadowfur I don't plan on killing the cat actually there is no need to kill the cat. I will have what I want" He turns to Scioto, deciding to ignore Rafe. "You see, Ferravale will be my temporary base of operations while I plan my assault on Redwall.

Scioto manages a chuckle, "Good luck with that, that’s the one place no one has claimed, and they have Martin the Warrior to help them and the Redwall Champion as well and if they know I am missing they will be on guard for an attack"

Shadowfur asks, "Who is Martin?"

Rafe grins, "A soon to be dead beast!"

Marek glares at Rafe. "Martin is ALREADY a dead beast you BLITHERING IDIOT!" He turns to Scioto. "Martin is the ghost of a long dead warrior who protects Redwall. He does not intimidate me and neither does that joke of a fox. I will take Redwall and then Mossflower will be mine, and this is my goal. After I'm done with Redwall, you can have your little village back....if it wants you"

Shadowfur asks, "He's a ghost, how does a ghost protect the abbey?"

Rafe says, "ummm..with some funky power or he..scares ya to death?"

Scioto shakes his head, "Flicktail is skilled, yes he is sometimes annoying but he is serious when it comes to fighting and not an easy one to take down as you may think"

Shadowfur rolls his eyes, "Yeah the..friend to all..I’m an otterfox ya know....maybe I should take his head off" He chuckles at the idea, "That be fun"

Marek laughs. "Yes, I really don't understand that Fox, but I do not underestimate my foes, I am quite capable of combat myself. And their Martin will not intimidate me....I have martens of my own" He smirks.

Scioto glares at Shadowfur, "You need to be quiet, if I had a way to make you quiet I would" He is oddly calm as he says this.

Shadowfur stands and draws his blade, "How about I make you quiet..Permanently ?!"

Rafe watches curious as to what will happen

Marek holds out his crossbow. "Now you too stop arguing or I will quiet you BOTH permenantly...is that understood?"

Scioto keeps an eye on Shadowfur and remains calm still. "I understand..does Shadowfur?"

Shadowfur growls and turns around to leave and goes above to get away, away from all of them.

Rafe blinks "Errrrr...that was interesting”

Marek sighs. "Well...that settled then. I have matters to attend to, I will return shortly" He walks off.

--Inside the Mill--

Raymond is walking around trying to find clues, anything on finding a location of his chieftain, he frowns as he finds nothing and it’s starting to get to him.

Shadowfur walks slowly, he is moody and still recovering some from injuries, he sees Raymond and watches him closely.

Raymond sees Shadowfur and walks over, "I been told you’re a traitor, anything to say on that?" He adds, "I have reason to believe it, Nightbreath said it"

Shadowfur rolls his eyes, "Oh so the..Seer said it, so it HAS to be true” He frowns, “Ya know he could just be telling lies, maybe he is the one to keep an eye on hmmm?"

Raymond says, "He wouldn’t lie"

Shadowfur smirks “Maybe he would”

Raymond frowns and tries something else, "Where is Marek?"

Shadowfur narrows his eyes at the head guard, “Back off, this is going too far.”

Raymond speaks again, “I am acting chieftain, now I repeat where is Marek?”

Shadowfur shakes his head, "Gone..leave now"

Raymond nods slowly, "Yes, yes that’s true, if he is dead and a lot of beasts think he is not dead"

Shadowfur says, "Well they can think it if want, beasts can think anything these days" He chuckles “What if I don’t tell you ?”

Raymond gives a simple answer, "Then I -make- you" .He says in a cold voice starting to get upset.

Shadowfur narrows his eyes and even though injured he draws his blade, "Like ta see ya try"

Raymond gets his blade free, "I will do what I have to do as acting chieftain"

Shadowfur eyes narrow, " Oh will ya now Raymond, see..I don’t have to listen to you, not at all" He smiles coldly, “And neither do my friends”

Raymond says, now clearly peeved, “Yes you do”. He then asks, “ What do you-really know- of Scioto’s disappearance?"

Shadowfur smirks as a cold smile forms. "Maybe more than you think, so..chieftain is it? oh yeah temporary chieftain...that’s right" .He grins.

Raymond asks again, “Where is Scioto, I think you know" He growls now, “And where is Marek, he is alive isn’t he as you just slipped up.”

Shadowfur smirks "You are wrong and who says the Seer is always right, maybe he works for Marek, who knows"

Raymond narrows his eyes "I believe the word of the seer and I think you are hiding something"

Rafe just happens to come up the trap door and he has Scioto, hey he was told to keep an eye on him but decided he was hungry so he left and well...taking Scioto along with him, problem?...maybe.

Scioto looks around and his ears perk when he sees the two arguing or least a tale end of one.

Raymond looks over as he sees Rafe and his eyes go wide, he then turns back to Shadowfur "Surrender now!"

Rafe frowns as he sees he may of just make a mistake, he slowly draws his blade but waits for a command before he does anything.

Shadowfur frowns and it seems like he is giving up, He says and raises his paws into the air in a sign of surrender, but then smiles coldly, paws still up in the air, “Rafe”. He says in a simple tone,” Kill him”. He nods towards Raymond.

Rafe grins and holds his long sword with both paws and stabs downwards quickly and with speed of a skilled fighter right towards Raymond's unprotected back.

Raymond nods, “Good now come with…” He suddenly takes a deep breath as he feels the blade enter his back and the pain like nothing he has felt before, he drops his own blade in shock as blood soaks his tunic and the blade exits some in the front, blood also forms as his breathing is ragged now.

Braen walks into the room. "Shadowfur, I'd came to check on the mills suppl-" He growls. "Traitor!" . He holds up his sword, realizing it's too late to save his boss. "En garde"

Scioto gasps, "Raymond!" He doesn’t have his blade so it’s going to be a little hard to fight right now; he looks up as he sees Braen.

Shadowfur chuckles coldly, he looks at Braen also and gets his weapon back and smirks.

Rafe pulls the sword out and cleans in off on his cloak and watches him,” I hate this village and all beasts here, and I hate the one bunny”. He narrows his eyes at Braen, "Heee...you next boy?"

Braen laughs. "You really think you can best me?" He quickly stabs at Shadowfur in the shoulder so as to distract him and runs down the hatch to Scioto. "Catch me if you can kitty"

Raymond gasps sharply as the blade leaves his back, his eyes start to cloud in death, he looks at Braen, "Get..Scioto...out of..h..here?" He loses more blood and takes his last couple breaths as his eyes then close in death.

Shadowfur sidesteps but does get a slice on his arm, he slices at the stoat and glares at Rafe, "Stupid Fool!"

Scioto stands in shock as he looks down at Raymond and then goes to elbow Rafe in the throat and gets over to where Braen is, “There is more of them than just those"

Braen nods. "I know" He says. "Too bad there isn't another way out of here" He holds up his Sword. "If you want to get to Scioto...you have to go through me" He eyes glow with battle lust.

Rafe starts give chase when he is elbowed right in the jaw and spits out blood, he goes to kick Scioto but misses.

Shadowfur snorts, he snaps his fingers and a couple rats and a weasel show up, he glare at Rafe "You are letting him get away!!!"

Scioto looks around "You have a plan?" He asks Braen.

Braen nods. "Yeah, it mostly involves not dying"

Rafe rubs his jaws and looks at Shadowfur "SHUT UP!"

Shadowfur growls at Rafe as he nods to the rats and weasel to get Scioto and Braen.

Scioto nods "I like the plan...go!"

Rafe snorts, "Tried of orders you shut up, hate you too"

Braen smiles. "I'm glad you agree, but it's 2 against 5 and we need a way out"

Shadowfur takes a deep breath and growls as he makes a quick slice, a strong one right at Rafe's throat, all his anger at Scioto, at the escape and just the whole day built up inside him! Meanwhile others show up, friends of Marek...yeah 2 to 5 has become 10 to 2 and may go up unless they run now.

Scioto looks around and makes the only choice, "Down the trap door!!..They are all up here it’s a cave and it leads to the woods behind the mill go go go!"

Braen nods. "Right.....let go" He sticks his tongue out. "Bye....I'll kill you later maybe?" He makes sure Scioto leaves first and quickly follows killing the two guards outside and into the woods the two go.

Rafe would give that wish but he loses his head....literarily in this fight as his head leaves the body and rolls to Shadowfur's foot paws...well this is a mess.

-- In the woods--

Braen is out of breath. "I'm glad we got out of that...now let's get to Redwall"

Scioto takes a couple deep breaths as he is out of breath himself and collapes to ground, "Need..rest..too many was there my" He frowns ,"My village they are just about to..take it over" He frowns deeply.

Shadowfur gave chase for a short while then growls, he calls the two rats with him back to the village, “Need to report this.” He nods to the weasel, “Follow them if you want I need to tell Marek”

(Later, Hidden Cave)

Marek returns to see Scioto missing and Rafe and Raymond dead. “Explain”

“He lost his head, boss” Shadowfur said.

“So the idiot did” Marek said. “And Scioto”

“Got away, Rafe let him. So I killed him, does it matter?” Shadowfur asked.

“No” Marek grinned. “My plans have come to fruition. Prepare the Invasion”

Shadowfur bows “As you wish Master”

Marek Grins.

(Few Hours Later Scioto and Braen get to Redwall Abbey)

RW Abbey: Great Hall
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The Great Hall of Redwall Abbey. Countless paw falls have echoed from these stones, and untold numbers of feasts and merry gatherings have been held here. A table, not nearly so grand or large as its predecessors, but quite functional for mealtimes, rests near the center of the hall. Chairs exist here aplenty, and they are all of a matching set. High above, the stain glass windows give the Great Hall a beautiful appearance. The glasswork is exceptionally done, crafted by a skilled artist. The floor is clean and swept. A fire is kept burning in the fireplace at almost all times of the day and night, and there are several more comfortable chairs and cushions set up here, of varying sizes. One looks large enough to easily accommodate a badger.
The Tapestry hangs proud and tall, and while the rest of Redwall may still bear the scars of natural disaster, this most famous of Redwall's relics remains unharmed by beast, time, or the elements. The figure of Martin the Warrior seems to be watching over his own with an unchanging, kindly gaze.
You can make out nothing through the large windows except the faintest glimmer of stars above the smudge of dark that is the Abbey's walls. Soft blue moonlight is trickling down from the windows above.
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Exits/Entrances:
[K]itchen [St]airs [C]avern [H]ole
[Li]brary [En]try [B]reezeway

Braen walks into the room, Scioto trailing behind him, a bit out of breath. "Hi-hello....I.....Braen.....found....Scioto....Head Guard Dead.....Marek Attacking...Ferravale Taken Over...." He falls over. "Blah"

Flicktail's sits bolt upright, his paw on the pommel of his sword. "Marinna! Look! that must be the New Stoat fellow I heard bout ?”

Marinna waked up immediately and blathers, "Pardon??"

Scioto walks in slowly, he has a frown and his head fur is a bit messed up, he looks at the group here and slowly sits down in the nearest chair.

Marinna Says” Are you the missing chieftain? “ To Scioto.

Scioto looks at Marinna "Who are...you?" He shakes his head, too tried to speak right now.

Braen takes a seat, still out of breath. "I really don't see how you could possibly know me, fox" He turns to the robin. "Yes, this is Scioto. We got him out of Ferravale, although it would appear that Marek is attacking at this moment. He has plans to attack Redwall soon....although I don't think he has the numbers for that"

Marinna says, "Marinna. A messenger."

Flicktail gets some water for both, he is no healer

Scioto nods "Well a messenger would do little good now"

The stairs echo quietly as Magramba rapidly descends them, his feet hitting softly on the stone. The squirrel pauses three stairs from the bottom, considering the situation unfolding below him. A brow slowly raises. A deep inhalation later, he steps off, making his way down into the room. "So we prepare to defend the Abbey, as we've been doing. What happened to Ferravale is unfortunate, but it's no concern of ours."

Flicktail asks, "Do you have yer memory Scioto?"

Scioto nods to Flicktail, he looks at Magramba "No concern of yours?"

Flicktail says, "Be careful yer Words Magramba, it was a concern o ours when Ferravale sent us food for a whole season after we was attacked"

Braen has finally got his breath back. "Well yes, it would appear that Scioto has most of his memory back...although I was not told he had lost it" He smiles. "And I will gladly defend the abbey with you Mr....?"

"I wasn't aware of that," Magramba answers Flicktail, shaking his head, slightly abashed. The warrior extends a paw to Braen, his expression conversely grim to the stoat's grin. "Magramba. We've already set some additional defenses in place, but any assistance is appreciated."

Marinna can hardly keep her eyes open.

Flicktail nods "At least me arm is better I can wield martin's blade “

Braen smiles. "Ah...the champion fox. I have heard a few things about you. But I wasn't sure" he turns to Scioto. "So you are my boss then?"

Scioto looks at the squirrel, "I am Scioto, I am Chieftain of Ferravale and I have a peace treaty with this abbey and am friends with Benar, Abbot Lorimis and..Flicktail as well..they have helped me before and I them"

Flicktail says, "And we will again"

"Then... we'll honor the treaty." Magramba is sort of groping for words, casting a glance towards Flicktail. He's just a freelancer, really. "But there's not much we can do for Ferravale until the threat to the Abbey is dealt with."

Flicktail says, "We can sure user yer help Magramba, Scioto Magramaba ere' is a true warrior, he's ere to help"

Scioto nods to Braen, "Yes, you are one of my guards...where is Benar, I will need to speak...speak to him as well"

Flicktail says, "He's around ere' somewhere, when we find him we will bring him to ya"

Braen nods. "So the warriors Magramba and Flicktail, glad to be allies with you" He takes a sip of water from his canteen. "And that villainous excuse for a stoat will never take Redwall while I can still draw a breath, and one day, we will have Ferravale back"

Flicktail asks, "one day? I say next Tuesday" The fox says optimistically"

Scioto nods "Yes we will get it back but it may take some time, Marek's group is many"

Flicktail says, "Don't care Magramba could take them all on with one paw tired behind is back"

"If we break him here, it should be fairly simple to retake the town," Magramba agrees, rubbing at the corner of his eye. "The walls give us a huge advantage."

Braen smiles. "I like your style, yes it seems as if Marek has no chance in hell's gates. This stoat is going down"

Flicktail says, "I bet Magramaba may even have an army we don't know about" He winks

Magramba laughs, nodding. "Yeah, Sister Agatha is cooking one up for me in the kitchens right now. Once they stuff themselves with gingerbread, it out to be easy to win." The squirrel chuckles, shaking his head. "I've told you, Flick, I'm just one squirrel."

Braen laughs. "Yes, it sort of look likes a beast who could pull an army out of his pocket" He turns to Flicktail. "Now how is fur white?"

Flicktail says, "You have to be scared by Martin" He replies seriously.

Scioto listens, best he can but well is tried and closes his eyes falling asleep in the first chair he came across, hmmmm...isn’t that Oz's chair?Oh well.

Braen responds strangely. "I see....well it looks like Scioto has fallen asleep. I hope the Badger that clearly owns that chair does not get upset" He pours himself some ale from the kitchen, when getting strange looks from the beasts around him he asks. "What?....a beast who just escaped from a mad ferret can't have a drink?"

Flicktail says, "Ah Oz will be ok. I hope a Long patrol comes along, them hares could be useful"

Magramba shakes his head, folding his arms across his chest. "By the time a missive to Salamandastron was delivered and the hares had a chance to respond, this Marek would already have done whatever he's going to do." The warrior wanders over to a nearby table, plucking a cup from its surface and holding it out towards Braen. "Don't mind if I join you, actually."

Flicktail brings some fish for the guests

Braen grins. "I LIKE you" He holds up a glass. "To the OBVIOUS victory of Redwall, and stopping all of Marek's Plan right then and there" he looks towards Flicktail. "Join us"

Flicktail looks over and sets the fish down, "I drink Cordial “

"It's just a little drink, Flick," Magramba replies, holding out a cup to the fox. "No harm in that." Peer pressure!

Flicktail shakes his head and retrieves cordial, "I tried that once, the stuff bit me in my head the next morning”

Braen grins. "I think more Martin is scaring this fox...very well. With the Cordial then...To REDWALL!"

Flicktail says, "Aye" He slurps his cordial "And to friends"

"To Redwall," Magramba agrees, hoisting his cup aloft towards the rafters. "And to friends, living and departed." The squirrel presses the wooden rim to his lips, tossing the drink back. A quick swallow and a little hiss between gritted teeth, and he's back. "Don't drink that stuff much," He admits.

Flicktail says, "We will have beds made for ya, and you will be our guests"

Little Luna, Flicktail’s true dibbun, toddles out, a mouse doll in her arms as she rubs her eyes she walks up to Braen "Kin I have a cup of water pweese? “

Braen nods. "Aye....this ale does seem a bit more potent than usual. Ah well, 'tis not a matter to me" he smiles at Flicktail. "Thank you, Ferravale appreciates your hospitality" Braen then gets Luna a drink of water

Luna stretches up with her dolly to be picked up by the stoat

"It's October Ale," Magramba mentions, by means of explanation, setting his cup aside. Little Luna gets a soft grin from the squirrel, his eyes warm as he watches the dibbun. "When we get a chance, I'll show you some of the things we've got set up on the walls to help repel any attacks."

Flicktail sits listening as Luna reaches up to the Stoat with a trusting warm smile, Doll in one hand cup of water in the other

Braen blinks. "No little one, If I pick you up now you'll spill your water. I'm sure Flicktail is willing to hold you"

Rubbing his eyes again with the backside of his paw, Magramba stifles a yawn, blinking owlishly. "Well, I'm going to make a round of the walls. I'll see you all later." The squirrel manages a tired grin on his way towards the door. "Gotta make sure those sentries stay awake."

Braen nods. "Ah yes, well it was good to meet you" He gets up. "And it was a good thing to meet you too, Mr. Flicktail" He yawns. "But I have to be getting to bed now, it has been a LONG day for me"

[[Category:CharlieMouse]]
[[Category:August_2013]]
[[Category:Events_-_Tiny_Plots]]
[[Category:Bolts of Chaos]]

Exploring Without Leaving Home

2017-11-18T21:21:21Z

Riverdale:

Characters: Kentar, Will, Aikuen

Location: Moledeep

'''Moledeep: Mole Hall'''

Kentar hasn't really gone outside much, the stoat seems to be staying inside all the time for some weird reason. But today, its because of Chris! His son is playing with those toys he made, and his father is sitting at a table, watching, reading a book, and chuckling every so often. Chris can talk about as good as Kluna used to be able to when Kentar and him got home. And he even seems to figure out how to make sound effects when he plays. Although, someone probably taught him how to do that.

Will walks into moledeep, he'd been at the Abbey since the evening Flicktail had come to visit the otters. The rat drops down into one of the armchairs clearly tried though he's had more than enough sleep and took his time walking back home. He doesn't say anything when he comes in though the stoats do get a glance as the rat sinks into the chair and closes his eye.

Kentar looks up to see Will, smiling and nodding. "Hey Will. Have a good trip?" He asks, the stoat setting his book aside, looking towards Chris but then back towards Will. Chris, says nothing. Nothing to the rat at least.

Will half opens his eye and looks over at the stoat. "It was good. I talked t Benar and invited him t th wedding. Told him what's been going on here and he told me what's happened at th Abbey. They got that vermin fox locked up in th bell tower. Can't keep him there though. Th elders in th order'll figure out what t do with him. They may send him t th shrews, Camp Willow or th hares at Salamandastron. I voted th hares and Benar said they'd write th mountian and t see if they'll take him or not. If not they'll see if th otters at Camp Willow want him or th GUSOM. ...."

Kentar nods. "Great...I can't..." he pauses. "Wait...Did you say they have him...captured? And they're NOT killing him?" he asks. The stoat shouted the word not. "They're idiots. Big idiots. All of them." he nods. "Glad I don't live at the abbey anymore." The stoat mutters quietly.

Will sighs, "It's th Abbey. They don't understand that feeding him and stuff isn't stuff you /have/ t do. That's why they can't keep him and are gonna send him somewhere else. Th hares at th mountian would be happy t kill him for th Abbey I'm sure as would th otters down river or th shrews. Lot of beasts would like t kill him, just not th ones in charge of Redwall."

Kentar frowns. "Heck, give him to me, I'd love to kill him. For what he's done to me." his paw feels over his eye patch before he shakes his head. "Redwallers are just way...too...peaceful. They should just kill him and be done with it." There goes his good mood.

Will frowns a bit at the stoat, "He's locked up and can't get t us anymore. ... If they had sense they'd let him starve at the least even if they do turn him over to some other beasts t kill in th end."

Kentar opens up his book again and growls slightly. "As soon as they unchain him to hand him over to whoever they do, he'll kill the guards and get away." Chris, hears what his father is saying and, of course, being a kid, gets scared. He puts his paws over his eyes and drops his toys. They don't break though

Will shrugs, "Who says they'll unchain him. I wouldn't. Anyway he's locked up for now and not loose in th woods like before and that's something at least."

Kentar shrugs. "Still." he says with a small sigh. "They should have killed him as soon as they captured him." he doesn't notice Chris's trembling and hiding behind his paws.

Will opens his eye more and sits up straighter, "Anyway he's locked up and the Abbey's dealing with it, in their own way, but they are dealing with it." He notices Chris is trying to hide himself, "It's ok Chris. The bad fox is locked up at th Abbey and can't hurt us now. It's ok." He turns back to Kentar, "He also said he saw Zen at th Abbey a few weeks ago. ..."

Kentar sighs. "Yeah, I guess." he looks towards Chris, who didn't seem to listen to Will. The stoat sighs and sets his book aside, standing and picking up Chris, who quickly hides in his father's shoulder. "Its okay, Chris. The big meanie isn't going to hurt anyone else ever again." he smiles a little as he sits back down. He blinks as he looks towards Will. "What? Really?" he smiles. "Great!"

Will nods a little tiredly, "Yeah it is." He sighs and leans back in his chair again, "... I thought that fox had got him. And now seasons later turns out he's alive and just fine. Probably didn't get caught but I still think he shouldn't have gone and should have stayed at th Abbey. He wanted to go find his uncle who we'd just seen and we told him he was on his way t th Abbey .... he's a stupid mouse."

Kentar nods a little bit and sighs. "Stupid. Yeah. Very. For a while, I sort of felt guilty for getting him killed." he says quietly before smiling slightly. "Just glad he's okay." slowly he sits back into his chair and hugs his son tightly.

Will nods, "I didn't see him at th Abbey when I was there but Benar said he'd been there a few weeks ago. .... He was probably there when we were at th eastern shore. Th only place other than th Abbey I know he might be would be his old house in th grasslands if I can remember how t get there. He may not be there though. It's been a long time. Nearly two seasons I last saw him. .... Good t know he's ok. ...." The rat closes his eye to rest a while in the armchair.

Kentar nods slowly. "Yeah. Probably." he replies quietly before closing his eye. He doesn't say much for a few moments until he looks up at Will. "Seem tired. Maybe you should go lay down for a while or something." he chuckles quietly

Will shakes his head, "I'm fine." He smiles a little, "I thought he was dead, but I was wrong. He's not dead."

Kentar smiles a little and nods. "Yeah. I'm glad. He might be stupid. But I like him. Got a good heart, even if he doesn't use it right." he chuckles.

Will blinks a bit, "Uh ok. I guess so. .... Yeah, he does. He doesn't like being called stupid. He's gotten mad at me for calling him that before. ..... I don't know why but he's my best friend, even though we didn't get along most of th time."

Kentar chuckles a little bit. "Friends sometimes don't get along. Jasper and I before I left the village just after it burned to the ground, never got along. But we were best friends. Wouldn't have wanted it different." he chuckles a little. "Not getting along sometimes just means you care a little more." he shrugs. "Always thought it did anyways."

Will nods some, "I don't know if he likes me as much as I like him but we are friends. He might not cause I've always won when we got in fights .... except one time but neither of us won that time. Of course I am bigger than him but I couldn't let him win cause he fights too well. ..... Wonder if his fur ever grew back after his arm caught fire."

Kentar nods a little bit and chuckles. "Well. Just make sure he's still your friend." he then tilts his head a little. "Arm caught fire?" he asks. "Doesn't sound...uh...very good."

"No... No it doesn't!" GASP! Who could it be? Kluner? Robin?... Chris? NO! Its Aikuen! Oh, then don't bother getting up for him. Aikuen chuckles and enters from the sleeping hall.

Will blinks not having meant to say that out loud, "It was an accident and happened seasons ago. I'm sure it's healed by now." The rat turns his head toward the sleeping hall at Aikuen's voice, "His arm was still wrapped up in bandages last I saw him. Pa was there when he .... got hurt. That wasn't a good day."

Kentar looks to Aik. "No, it doesn't." he replies with a quiet chuckle. Chris had fallen asleep against his shoulder and isn't seeming to be disturbed by the talking. "Well. Least he's fine." he nods.

Aikuen goes and plops down in his favorite chair, "Hello everybeast..." he nods to each and chuckles at Chris. He puts his footpaws on the table and yawns, "Wait a minute... Fire... Arm..." he taps his head, "...Zen?" obvious that he didn't hear it all.

Will nods, "Fox didn't get him after all. Benar saw him at th Abbey a few weeks ago. We were still at th eastern shore then. I haven't seen him since he left t go find Mayuel when we'd got back from our other trip east."

The stoat nods a little bit at Aik's -Zen?- thing although he says nothing. Slowly, Kentar stands and sets Chris down in a chair of his own so he can nap away. The stoat returns to his seat and opens up his book once more, chuckling a little.

Aikuen watches Kentar place the little one in a chair, as he answers back, "Really? So he is still alive then... I haven't seen him since that day as well..." he smiles, "Well good! Its never good, when good beasts die..." he chuckles.

Will shrugs, "Benar said he was at th Abbey a few weeks ago. He wasn't there when I was that I could tell though."

Kentar settles back into his chair with his book, yawning. He doesn't say anything more as he starts to doze off, the book still in his paws. But when he falls asleep fully, the book falls to the floor.

Aikuen nods at Will, "Well... You can go and check up on the abbey every once in awhile just to get an update... As long as you tell one of us before you go... go as many times as you like... As much as you need too... I see no problem... at least not to my knowledge..." he scratches his head, "Though it may be best to go with somebeast if you do... You know... just in case..."

Will bobs his head a little, "Ok. I did leave a note though."

Aikuen nods, "I know. I saw. I'm talking about in the future. Now that you know that Zen is still alive. You will be probably going to the abbey a lot more often... So just keep leaving notes. But i would prefer if you told me. But i still take the notes, if you cant find me... or I'm busy... something like that..." he smiles and nods

Will nods, "Oh, ok. You were busy when I left last time but if you aren't next time I'll tell you first."

Aikuen laughs, "I was busy... And I'm still busy!" he stretches and pops his back, pushing against the table, causing his chair to lean dangerously backwards. He grins, "Thanks Will. Its better if told me. Since i would know that you would be going, now. But notes are fine too..." he nods, "I think Kentar might have died..." he laughs.

Will cocks his head at the otter, "You're busy? You're just sitting there, how you be busy?" he chuckles.

Aikuen points downward, "See Will... That's the joke...." he snorts and laughs, "But i was busy when you left... Fira was being Erksome that day. But she is better..." he hmmms, and nods.

"Well since you aren't busy after all would you mind moving something into th cellar for me?" Will asks.

Aikuen scratches his head, "Yah... I guess i can take a break..." he lets his footpaws off the table and the legs of the chair fall softly, as Aik slowed it down, "But what do you need to be moved?"

"One of th beds from th sleeping hall. There aren't any beds in th cellar and th floor isn't that great t sleep on," Will says.

Aikuen stands up and blinks at Will, "What?" he scratches his head, "Why?... I mean... That's the whole point of the sleeping hall... To sleep in..." he then ohs to himself, and gets why. He frowns slightly, "She does realize that the cellar gets really cold during the winter mouths... she does know that right..."

Will shrugs, "She like it down there. She should know it'll get colder down there soon, it's supposed to, but maybe she doesn't. I know I've told her that before. She doesn't like th cold but she likes being down there for some reason."

Aikuen shrugs, "Well okay then... Just remind her. If she truly doesn't like the cold... that is the worst place to be during the winter... Gets cold as almost as the outside... Like it should... Except its not windy..." he nods, "That reminds me... I need to open the valves of the distillery before it gets colder... they might break..." he chuckles and goes over to Chris, and hefts him in his big ottery arms, "Lets put this little nut away... then see about a bed..." he shrugs.

Will nods, "You don't have t put on down there but once she realizes just how cold it gets down there she'll need somewhere else t sleep. Th study doesn't have a bed in it either but I don't think one would fit in there with all th stuff it does have in it. ..... I think you an Kentar took th best rooms around here."

Aikuen heads off for the sleeping hall, "She could always sleep in the sleeping hall. I don't see why she doesn't like it... Its perfectly fine..." probably some sort of Amy-isum that no other beast gets. He hmms aloud, "Well yes... Yes we did... Me and Fira took the Male/Elders guest room. Cause I'm the oldest... And Kentar and Garnet took the female/Dibbuns guest room. Cause they had a little one first... That, and it was the only room left..." he chuckles, and heads off for the female side, to get to the guest room in the back.

Will frowns a little as he follows after the otter, "You sure there aren't /any/ rooms left? There more doors in th hall and they don't /all/ lead t th infirm."

'''Moledeep: Sleeping Hall'''

Aikuen says, "Well yah... The dorms. The left and right... Separating the beasts into their collective genre... female and dibbuns then male and the elders... At least that's all I've seen... I'm sure they are others, but none have i seen usable in the hall..." he enters the left dorm quietly, just in case of sleeping beasts. You never know. He whispers, "I'm sure they are other rooms..." he nods.

Will chews on his lip a bit thinking this over, "Sooo it would be good t find out if there are and ...." He falls silent thinking again. If the otter were to look closely at his son he may notice the old familiar look in his eye at the idea of exploring. Exploring while even having to leave home or more importantly leave a note.

Aikuen shrugs, "I guess... I mean... no hurry right?" he chuckles lightly and enters the left guest room. The stoats room is completely empty. Seems like Garnet is off somewhere. Aik hmms a little bit and nods, "Ill just put the little tyke here then..." and he carefully places him on the stoats bed, not his crib. He covers him up before saying softly, "Hopefully he wont wake and get to far..." he nods, and heads out the door. He does not notice the eye. He is either forgetful, or didn't see it.

Aikuen was about the head out the door of the dorm when he looks back, "Coming Will?

The rat is still off in his own little world and weather he can hear the otter or not he doesn't answer.

Aikuen waits for a little bit before sighing, "Okay Will... You can stay here... Just remember to close the door on the way out... so Chris doesn't escape... Alright?" he waits, before leaving the dorm, and closing the door. He heads back into Molehall, trying to figure out what he was doing there in the first place. He is getting forgetful

Will stands there thinking a while longer. He blinks a looks around, seeing no otter he closes the open door to the stoat's room and goes off to see if any of the mystery doors will open and if any are not closets or storage rooms.

'''Moledeep: Foremole's Chambers'''

Will finds one door that leads to what lookes very much like a wide closet, not too unlike the two the other doors had lead to. The rat would turn back but he knows there are other rooms in Moledeep somewhere so he starts to slowly move the half rotted junk out of his way as best he can. After an hour he's cleared a small opening for himself. He has to duck but he squeezes through it and into a damaged room. The room isn't in too bad of shape but the things in it are. It seems to be another study not too dissimilar to the main one off Mole Hall but much smaller. Will inspects the room and seeing nothing useful in it he looks around for a door that may lead on to other rooms.

The rat does find another door and another room much larger than the first one. In the center is a grand bed more then large enough for two beasts to fit in comfortably. To the right of the bed is a large open area with a desk and large armchair at one end, a large stone fireplace in the middle, set into the wall with a pair of chairs flanking it and a rocking chair facing the hearth. At the other end a small rectangular table sits with a few chairs around it. To the left of the bed is a tall ornatally carved wardrobe. The faded paintings on it would have made it quite a fine piece of furniture when it was new. In the corner, between the wardrobe and the bed, is a door which appears to be stuck half open. Will nods to himself before slipping through the new door and out into a dark hallway.

The brittle hinges refuse to move but the rat will not be stopped so easily and he pushes with all his might leaning into the door with his good arm. The hinges can't take it and snap causing door and rat to land loudly onto the floor of the sleeping hall.

'''Moledeep: Mole Hall'''

Aikuen blinks and starts to pace around the hall. It was... Something... But for the life of him. He cant remember... This is bugging him to no end. He sighs and goes over to the sleeping stoat, "Eh Kentar?" no reply. He shrugs and strokes his chin fur. He counts off his claws, the chores that he has done today. Maybe that was it.

After having a nice nap, the stoat finally starts to wake up. Kentar opens his eye lazily before stretching and yawning before scratching his chest and looking around for the book he had. When he spies it on the floor, he lazily bends over to pick it up before finding his page. He didn't notice Aik in the room so he didn't bother to say anything.

Aikuen groans and gives up for now. He rubs his eyes and blinks as there is more sound than he is creating. He looks from in between claws over at the stoat, "Had a nice nap Kentar?" he chuckles lightly.

Kentar huhs and looks up, nodding. "Hey Aik. Yeah, I did." he smiles with a little bit of a chuckle. "Nice and restful." he nods a little bit before looking towards his book. "Where's Chris? And Will?"

Aikuen rest his paws against the table, "Soon after you went to sleep. I took Chris to your room. I closed the door, so he cant get out. But he should still be able to get around... a little bit anyway... as for Will..." he looks around and shrugs, "I have no idea. After i put Chris to sleep. He had gotten really quiet... Haven't seen him since... Probably with Amy or something..." he shrugs again.

Kentar ahs and nods, looking back up with a smile. "Thanks Aik. I think Garnet would have slapped me for falling asleep while watching Chris." He nods with a quiet chuckle.

Aikuen chuckles and nods, "Yah she would... Least i would!" he laughs, "Anyway, he is all snugged up in your room. Glad to do it..." he grins.

Kentar laughs and nods slowly. "Yeah. Thanks Aik." he smiles as he sets his book aside. "So. Anything interesting happen while I was napping?"

Aikuen winks, "Your welcome mate!" he chuckles and shrugs, "Not really... After i got back... i... was trying to remover something... why i was here in the first place... but... i seem to have forgotten..." he hmms, "Other then that... you didn't miss much...

Kentar ahs and nods slowly, grinning a little bit. "Ah! So the usual then." he laughs as he settles into his chair even more. "How's Fira? And you?" he asks, tilting his head.

Aikuen frowns a little bit, "What does that supposed to mean?" he eyes him before shrugging, "She is okay. She spends most of her time in bed now. Sleeps a good part of the day away... I guess that's good for her..." he sighs and scratches his head, "I'm okay. Cant really describe it any other way... I'm still worrying like hell... But..." he shrugs, "How about you guys?"

Kentar sighs slightly. "Aik, stop worrying. She'll be fine, okay?" he smiles a little then shrugs. "Garnet and I are fine I guess." he shrugs a little bit. "I've sort of been avoiding her the last few days." he says quietly, hoping Aik wouldn't hear him.

Aikuen says, "I'm going to worry until... I know everything is all right... Until then... i will worry... She worries... i worry..." he nods, "Good for you guys!" he grins and then tilts his head, "Er... why?" seems he did hear. Its pretty quiet today, so it wasn't that hard.

Kentar args a little in his mind as Aik speaks. "Because. She wanted to go out on a walk the other day with me. You know. Just to get a little fresh air. In the gardens. Well. I sort of said I wasn't feeling well. Because I'm still scared of going outside. I don't want to tell her." he frowns.

Aikuen tilts his head and nods slowly, "Oh yeah... you told me that... Listen you have to tell her... She will understand... That's what wives are for..." he remembers him telling his this already. Probably not, "... They are there to be there... in good... and the bad... Just like you are there for the good and the bad... If Garnet had the same problem... do you think she would tell you?"

Kentar shrugs a little. "She might." he says. "Point is, I still don't want to tell her." He nods once, sighing, sitting back and thinking. "Maybe I should."

Aikuen shrugs, "I think you should tell her... but its up to you. As it is your problem... But i cant make you..." he stands, "Why don't you want to tell her? Like the reason..."

Kentar shrugs a little bit and frowns. "Cause I don't want her to think I'm a wimp." he says bluntly. "A stoat, scared of going outside. Haha."

Aikuen goes over and puts his paws on his shoulders, to give him a little shake, "You? A Wimp? Please! Besides... even if you did tell her. i don't think she will think that... Happens to the best of us... Now!" he bounces a little bit over to the entrance, "I'm going to go outside. As i can! I still think you should tell her. I mean i tell Fira that i worry. Me! Someone who isn't scared of anything! Scared!" he laughs and bounces out the door.

Kentar sighs and sinks into his seat, feeling lower after Aik made fun of him. "Great way to cheer me up AIk." he sighs before blinking, hearing a crash. "Not good." he stands up and heads into the sleeping hall. "Every beast alright in here?"

'''Moledeep: Sleeping Hall'''

Will blinks and after a few seconds he gets up and checks himself over for any new injuries he may have gotten from the fall. He's just standing there by the broken down door dusting himself off when the stoat comes in. "I'm ok. Th door'll need t be fixed though. He nods toward the door and the unused hallway it had been attached to.

Kentar looks at Will and then to the door, tilting his head. "I see that." he goes over slowly. "Are you alright? Hurt or anything?" the stoat asks in a slightly worried tone.

"I'm fine," the rat says. "I found more rooms. And down this hall are a lot of doors probably rooms and at the end is a big room maybe what used t be th foremole's room. I don't know but it's really big. And off that is another study but smaller than th one off th hall. There's a small door to th study over there, he points at a door between the broken one and the infirmary. There are a few other doors between infirmary and the broken door so it would have been hard to know which one the rat meant if he hadn't left it open all this time.

Kentar oohs at the bit about the foremole's room. "Really big?" he asks, tilting his head a little bit and nodding as he looks down that hall, pausing for a moment. "I call that room!" he laughs as he carefully takes off down the new hall, looking around

Will blinks then growls a little, "Hey! You have a room already! This one's mine!" He duck back through the smaller door to the study and the foremole's chamber planning to beat the stoat there.

'''Moledeep: Foremole's Chambers'''

Will shakes his head, "I found it. It's mine not yours. You have a room. This is mine. This whole tunnel is mine. I am th finder of Moledeep so I get this room. My tunnel. My big room. You go sleep in your little room." The rat had closed both of the studies' doors so the stoat may have to take the long way to get out again.

Kentar shakes his head once and frowns. "Hey! I have a family! You don't! I should get this room!" he frowns before laughing again. His room, really, is big enough for the three of them. With a little room to spare.

Will smirks,"That's too bad. Maybe you can see if one of th other doors in th hall you came down has another room you can use. This one is mine. Not for stoats or otters."

Kentar frowns again. "But your smaller then me. I should pick you up and take this room for my lovely Garnet and Chris!" he grins before laughing again.

Will rolls his eye, "Aw, come on. It'll get cold this winter you really gonna let your little brother sleep down in teh cold cold cellar all winter long with no bed? This room is belonging to me and Amy who would very happily throw you out if she knew about it."

Kentar laughs a little bit and nods. "Yeah, I am!" he points out to the door. "Get out of my nice new room, William!" he laughs again before thinking. "Nah, you can have this room. Mine is better."

"No it's not. ... Well, only because it's clean. Once this room is cleaned up and stuff it'll really nice. Besides you could get in trouble if you tried to deprive a blind girl of her own fireplace this close t winter," Will teases.

Kentar laughs a little. "No I couldn't! I'm me!" he laughs. "Besides, what's she going to do? Hit me with her staff? Oooooh so scary." he chuckles.

"She doesn't use it as much since she's in that chair. .... Guess she might try an run you over or tell Garnet on you. I don't know. It wouldn't be good I know that much," Will says.

Kentar laughs and nods. "Yeah." He smiles before looking around. "No, I think you two deserve a room for once. Rather then sleeping in the cellars." he laughs.

Will shrugs, "It was nice down there in th summer but with th weather getting cold again it just wouldn't work. Sides we never got around t getting a bed in there and while she's in her chair he kinda needs one more than she used to. It's just easier to move her onto a bed from her chair then from her chair to th ground. She wouldn't like it down there once it gets really cold anyway."

Kentar nods slowly. "Yeah." He thinks for a moment. "I'll help decorate in here." he chuckles. "Anyways. How long will it be before Amy can start learning how to walk again?" he asks.

Will nods, "Good. We can go over t th Abbey and get some fabric t make new bed curtains and stuff for th bed in here. These are probably not very useable anymore. Sides they're green," he makes a face, "Like th habit th orderbeasts wear. Th only green that should be in my room should th kind that you eat." He looks back over at the stoat, "I'm not sure. A few more weeks I'd guess. I'll have t ask."

Kentar laughs a little bit and nods before smiling a little. "Good. Tell her, if you see her before I do, that I really hope she gets out of the chair soon." he chuckles. "And that if she wants anything, let me know!" he nods before heading out, down the hall. "I'll see you tomorrow Will. I'm off to bed." and off he goes.

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And so their journey begins - Part 1

2017-11-18T21:21:01Z

Riverdale:

RW Abbey: Entry
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You stand on a grassy sward between two cottages. To the south you see a small, calm pond. To the north lies an open space where the Abbey has its feasts in the warmer seasons. To the east is the Great Hall, a massive structure that rises far above the abbey walls and is completed with large towers that pierce upwards into the sky. The main building is completed with a large, iron banded door that would allow one into the Great Hall.
The blanket of snow is replaced with the vibrant greens of spring. Newly sprung flowers and young shoots dot the path. They hold a promise of color and enhancement. The earth is relatively dry here, and the soil rich for growing, but muddy patches of dirt still can be found. Many Abbeybeasts can be seen tending to the gardens, though some are content with just being out and about, enjoying the warmth of the virgin sun and the pleasent weather. Dirt pawprints are tracked upon the clearing's surface, serving as witness to the fact that the majority of Abbeybeasts are caught up in the "spring fever." Most will will do just about anything, or make any excuse to be outside, eager to watch as spring colors emerge in scraggly clumps.
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Kik emerges out of the front doors, a haversack tossed over her shoulder. She has dressed in some decidedly warmer clothes which consist of a ankle length, brown tunic and a thick green cloak. In her paw she is carrying a nicely sized walking stick. She looks up at the bleak winter sky and takes a deep breath of the frigid air. What a wonderful day to travel!

The otter looks up in time to see a blur streak across the sky down towards her. "Look out! Look out! I'm gonna crash!" the bat shouts as she practically dive bombs the otter. At the last minute though Kacy rights herself and lands gracefully on the tip of the otters walking stick. Leaning down with a mischievous smile the bat replies, "Heh, just kidding."

Kik lets out a straggle screech as the bat comes plummeting towards her and she leaps to the side, landing on her back. Her staff stands on its own for a split second, and then topples down. Kik sighs ruefully as she stands and brushes herself off, "Fair warning would be nice, next time."

Kacy falls flat on her face along with the sick. So much for graceful. The bat picks herself up, dusting dirt from her shirt and shoulders as well, "Heh, sorry, couldn't resist." Kacy then passes the otter a glance by tilting her head to the side, "Are you heading out somewhere miss?"

Kik chuckles as the bat falls and after the other recovers, she waves a paw dismissively, "No worries. If I had wings, the temptation would be too great." She picks up her staff and nods, saying, "Yes, as a matter of fact, I am! Im heading out to a place called Camp Willow. Its a camp of otters, I suppose. I want to see if they'll let me join up."

Kacy rubs her chin with a wing tip, "A camp full of otters? I don't think I have ever heard of such a thing." She smiles mischievously again, "Say, do you need a traveling companion?"

Kik narrows her eyes at the bat, though there's a hint of a smile on her lips, "I dunno. Are you open for the job? You'd have to promise not to eat all my food."

Kacy gives her trim waist a pat. "Heh, sorry about that yesterday. It's just ...was a while since I last ate." The bat then places one wing tip on her hips as she explains. "Sure i'm up for travel. The area around here has grown a little stale for the bard business. Only the bandits, horde, beasts, and warlords have any real gold." The bat adds, "How far is it to this place of yours?"

Kik smiles, shrugging, "It's fine. I can hardly blame you." She pauses, then adds, "Perhaps you can sing a few marching songs with that fine bard voice of yours!" She seems to actually want to hear the bat sing. She bites her lip as she contemplates the last question, "I'd say it's about half a days walk from here. If we leave now, we'd probably get there by night fall."

Kacy nods happily, the bat looks relieved to actually have someone want /her/ to sing for them. "Alright then. You wanted music, you shall have music..." The bat takes in a deep breath and belts out a stream of notes...each off key with ear splitting accuracy.

Kik smiles pleasantly at first, happy to have caused the bat some happiness. Her smile quickly melts, however, when the first spitting notes burst from the bat. She winces and /almost/ covers her ears, but thinks better of it. She quickly cuts in, "That was.....wonderful! You should probably let your singing voice rest. We wouldn't want to damage it!" She starts towards the gate, saying, "We should probably get going, though. The days not getting any younger!"

The bat squints as she smiles, "You really think so? Cuase I can really belt it out! I mean honestly. I can liven up the entire /countryside/!" Kacy chirps as she walks along side the otter.

Kik laughs aloud, nodding as she does so, "I bet you can! You're voice is very powerful, to be sure." They reach the gates and the guards open it, allowing the pair to exit onto the road and begin their travels.

'''After a few hours….

'''

The sun has continued to move across the sky and now it looks to be about midafternoon. The otter and bat have been traveling steadily and now some lunch is in order! Kik pauses in the middle of the forest and sets down the haversack, saying as she does so, "I'm starting to feel rather hungry. Are you alright with stopping here?"

Kacy quiets her growling stomach with her wingclaw pressed firmly against her exposed middle. The evening sun has made it hard for the bat to see too far, especially for flight so she found herself walking to Camp Willow...and besides you can't carry on a conversation if you are ten feet above your companions. "Some food would be nice yeah, what do you have?" The small fox bat leans forward giving the sack a good sniff.

Kik opens the food holder and starts to take things out, nameing them as she does, "Well, we have come scones, apples, a bit of cheese, a few carrots and here we have a...." She frowns as she looks at the food artical, "I think this is a beet, but I'm really not sure."

Kacy licks her chops at the apples, "Mind if I take the apples? Some fruit is just what my diet needs." Kacy picks up the apples and goes to the nearest tree. She flaps up to the lowest branch, hanging upside down while she feasts, "So where are you from Kik?"

Kik grins as the bat helps herself, muttering, "Not at all". She takes two scones and a carrot and goes to sit near, yet not under, the tree Kacy is hanging on. She starts to knaw on a carrot as she replies to the question, "A small town to the east of here. They called it 'Blarn', which I always thought was a bit of a mouthful. How about you?"

Kacy snerks as she almost chokes on her apple, trying to eat and laugh at the same time, "Seriously? 'Blarn'?" she chuckles, "Oh wow, thats...that's rich." Continuing to eat the bat replies again, "I come from the caves to the far south. I never was one for the whole 'fly in a group' type scene. So I decided to ehad out and work on my musical tallents." she smiles as she eats, "The clan was very supportive of me heading out to do that."

Kik glances up at the bat, chucking a stub of carrot playfully in her direction, "Hey! It was my home!" She laughs lightly, "You're right, though. It was hardly very poetic." She nods sagely, "Ah, yes. And it was well that they encouraged you! I mean, look how far you've come! You should go back sometime and preform for them." She smiles, though on the inside she's really not sure if she should be encouraging her.

The bat grabs at the carrot with her wing paws. Drat, she misses. Oh well, there is still a tasty apple to eat. "Yeah, they were really supportive, they even gave me gold to get started, helped me fly off to a new home." She scartches at the back of her ear with her free claw, "Funny thing is I sent word home once that I was coming back...my entire clan was on vacation at the time. What timing you know?" She shrugs and finishes the second apple.

Kik's forehead creases with sympathy. She has to admit, she feels rather sorry for the bat, "Aye, quite the timing they had there. Have you tried to contact them since?" She pops the rest of a scone into her mouth and chews, though her mouth is starting to get rather dry.

Kacy opens her mouth to reply. Instead she turns her head around behind her, ears twitching. "Kik...I hear beasts coming up the road..." she says cautiously. "And a wagon."

Kik tenses and stops chewing, listening instead. She frowns and says in a low voice, "Are you sure? I can't hear a thing." She cautiously makes her way over to the haversack and stuffs everything back in. She then returns to stand under the tree, the sack slung over her shoulder.

[[And_so_their_journey_begins_(and_almost_ends)_-_Part_2|Part 2]]

[[Category:cotten 300]]
[[Category:February_2014]]
[[Category:Mossflower_Woods]]

And so their journey begins (and almost ends) - Part 2

2017-11-18T21:20:26Z

Riverdale:

[[And_so_their_journey_begins_-_Part_1|Part 1]]

''Warning: This RP is rather intense! Or at least I thought it was. So, if you aren't one for thriller type stories, this probably would be the best thing to read! :)''

"The bat flaps up to the next branch above and maneuvers around the tree to the other side. A few breathless moments pass and the sounds of paws on snow grow closer and closer until a group of hares come into view. One black with a brown patch across his eye, one brown with a creme colored chin, the other a more slender gold colored hare. All three are armed with wooden spears, wearing gold colored tunics and red bandanas on their necks"

Kik hides behind the trunk of the tree Kacy is in and peaks around it. Her eyebrows meet in a frown as she examines the group of hares, whom don't look all the friendly. She glances up into the branches of the tree, trying to locate the bat so as to devise a plan, but she has not luck.

The bat is clinging to the tree eyes wide with fear. The hares pause here for a moment. "alright...this looks like a good enough place to have a beak." The black furred hare says. The hares begin to move towards the base of the tree. The brown hare sits down with his back against the tree and begins to drink from a water flask. "Just how far away did Tavis want us to go today? Feels like we have been walking since morning!"

Kik keeps herself behind the tree, suddenly finding herself very thankful for its thickness. She looks up into the branches, searching them for a sight of Kacy. After a moment of looking, she sees the bat and in an effort to get her attention, she shifts slightly in the snow, which causes there to be a squelching sound.

Such a pitty these are hares the otter is dealing with. Their ears shoot up and their heads snap around to the sound. Leaping to his feet the brown hare readies his spear. "Who goes there! Show yourself!" The other hares begin to move around the tree, one hare to the left, the other to the right

Kik is tempted to hit her head repeatedly against the tree, but she manages to restrain herself. She glances up at Kacy again, but she's not too worried about the bat, since she can fly. She holds her breath and stays behind the tree, waiting to move until it’s absolutely necessary.

It becomes absolutely necessary a moment later as the gold furred hare leaps around the side of the tree shouting "Ahah!" as he readies to swing his spear like a base ball club at any potential attacker. He pauses mid swing to give a confused look at the otter, "The blazes!"

Kik gives a small scream as the hare leaps around the tree and bends at the knees, covering her head with her arms. When nothing happens except the hare's apparent surprise, she peaks up at him from between her arms, muttering, "Oh, hello."

The hare stands there for a moment lowering his spear, "Um...hi..." In the next moment the militia soldier screams in panic as Kacy lands on his face while shouting, "Run Kik! Run!" the bat says as the hare flails his paws trying to get her off. At that moment the black furred hare and brown hare come around the corner, "What is going on here...DAVE!"

"Kacy!" It takes Kik a moment to decide what to do, but after a second of indecision, she wheels on her heels and takes off into the surrounding forest, snow flying up behind her. She doesn't dare look back for fear of running into something in the dense woodlands.

"Jim! Help Dave!" The brown furred hare says as he dashes off after the otter since...she's running. Running convays guilt right? The hare moves through the woods like a beast that is used to it. He keeps his spear point forward so as to not catch it on anything.

Kik continues to run, adrenalin rushing though her veins. Her heart is pounding out of her chest and blood drums through her ears. Maybe she should go back to help Kacy? Then again the bat knew what she was doing when she attacked the hare's face, right? Her breath is starting to come in short gasps as she weaves in and out of the trees.

The hare behind her is starting to faulter, "Stop! Stop in the name of (gasp, pant) name of hte Militia!" Eventually the hare begins to tire out and comes to a hault. He leans over, one hand clutching at his chest, other paw using the spear to support himself. To make matters worse the black hare apears shortly behind him. He begins to laugh, "Wot's the matter mate? That little otter give you the slip? Told you not to eat too much lettus at dinner, wot?"

Kik sprints on, really not sure who or what the Militia is. After a few more moments, her pace lags and she starts gasping for breath, coming to a complete stop. She leans against a tree, trying to regain her breath, which gives her some time to think. She doesn't relish the thought of heading back there, since, as she learned last time, the hare's were less then hard of hearing. But she had to save Kacy! She sighs and clenches her fists with determination, starting to circle back, though this time she tries staying out of ear shot, which may be a bit of a challenge.

The woods seem to go on forever, only broken by the occasional rock or large snow drift and are alive with the sounds of life even in this frigid environment. Birds, animals, not much in the way of insects though. Then abruptly it all comes to a halt. The silence is almost deafening. It's as if one person flipped the switch and turned off the sound of the woods.

Coming upon the silent area, Kik frowns and goes into a crouch. She loads up her sling and continues to move, though she makes sure to stay closer to the ground. She grazes the surrounding area with her eyes, as of yet, seeing nothing unusual other than the heart chilling silence.

The otter has completed her circle. The area up ahead is the same she fled from. There is no sign of the bat or the hares. The only difference is the trio of scratch mark in the tree, the clawed foot prints leading to where they were, and the dropplets of blood leading off into the woods. There is a slight smell of bat, hare, and...something else. The smell is strong, almost repugnant but its hard to place what sort of creature it is.

Kik sniffs the air, catching the sent. She shivers, its powerful odor threating to overwhelm her. The young otter grips her sling tighter and moves over to the blood drops, which she deems as cause for worry as she watches them go off into the forest. She starts the follow the trail, trying to stay behind trees for the sake of stealth.

The smell only increases as the otter moves along the eirily quiet forrest. The trail is also surrounded by the strange clawed foot prints. What ever made these prints is a lot larger than the otter...and the hares. The trail continues to move through the trees, occasionally a few low laying branches appear broken, but there is still neither sign of bat or hare.

Kik's eyes are constantly in motion as she tries to stay aware of her surroundings. She pauses to examine the prints, gulping at the size. Her paws start to tremble as she moves along and her breath becomes shallow in an attempt to block out the smell.

The wind starts to blow through the woods and for a long while it is the only sound one can here. The snapping of a twig can be heard through the forrest. Is the otter chasing after some beast, or is she being chased. The blood trail widens out for a bit, there is a small streak across the snow and then it returns to small droplets again. Up ahead there appears to be a small clearing.

Kik pulls her cloak tighter around her as the cold starts to get to her, only being reinforced by the chilling wind. She glances frequently over her shoulder, her eyes filled with fear. She stays close to the trees, feeling not unlike a un suspecting mouse about to be swooped up by an eagle. She gasps when she comes upon the streak of blood, and she reaches down to touch it with her paw, shivering at its gooey wetness. She picks up her pace, praying shes not too late to get to Kacy.

A face suddenly appears in front of the otter as Kacy swings down to greet her from the tree branch she was hanging on, "Kik! You got away! That's great!"

Kik screeches with fright and surprise as Kacy appear in front of her. The otter looks at her with wide eyes, then embraces the bat, starting to laugh from relief "Me?! What about you?! Are you alright? Where are the hares? What's with all the blood? And the silence? And what is that horrible smell?"

Kacy grks! as she is squeezed by an otter and pulled off her perch. Quickly righting her self the bat brushes snow off her shoulders. With cheerfull smile the bat replies, "No idea!" She rubs at her chin as she ponders the blood trail, "I dashed off into the woods shortly after you did, "Not sure exactly what happened next. I thought the hare was after me and he just sort of...vanished..." The bat turns to the otter, "what about you? What happened to tweedle dee and tweedle dum?

Kik is still smiling, clearly relived that her friend wasn't cooked up for some hare's dinner, "Well, I ran for a while, but they stopped chasing me. I stopped running then I circled back around to the clearing and everything was really quiet and there was this terrible smell." She sniffs the air, commenting, "You can still smell it, actually. Anyway, there was this trail of blood, so I started following it." She ponders the bat's words, "Just vanished, you say?"

"Yes...do explain the vanished part lass." The black furred hare states flattly as he steps out of the side brush behind the otter. The brown furred hare steps out of the bushes behind the bat, effectivly surrounding. He levels his spear towards the bats midsection and states harshly, "Dave...what did you do with him?" Kacy eeps and backs into the otter behind her as she faces the brown hare. "I...I don't know what happened to him! Honest!"

Kik squeezes her eyes shut, willing the hares to go away, but not such luck. She places a paw protectively on Kacy's shoulder, saying in a slightly pleading voice, "Do you really think she could have taken one of you three out? We've done nothing wrong! Please, just let us go on our way."

The brown hare glares at the beasts here, "If that's true then why did you attack us!" The bat chirps in panic as the pointed end of the spear is thrust cluser to her snout, "C-cause you were going to attack us...you know, the whole milita thing against vermin and those who know them." The hare gives her a disbelieving look, "Why would we attack you? Bat's are not vermin." Kacy and the second hare tilt their heads to the side as well, "Really?" The hare continues, "I did not know that." The brown hare shrugs, "Yeah, bat's are wood landers." Jim the black furred hare scratches at an ear, "Huh? I always thought of them as flying rats to be honest, wot?"

Kik smiles with an assurance she's not feeling, "So it was really just a big misunderstanding! Neither me or Kacy are vermin so you have no reason to kill us! Speaking of which, we should probably be on our way. It'll be dark soon and I don't fancy traveling at night."

Kacy nods with the spear still pointed at her face, "Y-yeah...no harm, no foul." The brown furred hare however continues to snarle, "You're not going anywere, not until you tell us what happened to dave! You kin?" The black furred hare snaps back, "Mav...ease up. Like they said I doubt these two took him down. And the by that blood trail we don't have much time to waste on them." He gestures with his head to the woods beyond, "Come on. We need to find Dave."

An exhale of relief escapes Kik as the hare's move away and she nudges Kacy, murmuring, "That was close, eh?" She waves to the hares, calling, "I wish you luck with finding him!" She looks around, then starts to back track along the trail, saying, "We had better get going if we want to get to Camp Willow before dark!"

Kacy sighs in releif when the hare removes the spear with a grunt of discust as well. The two hares dissapear into the thicket. The bat is following Kik on foot, "Aye! I thought I was done for! I'm glad they didn't reconize me..."The bat whispers, "I kind of escaped from one of their camps once. It wasn't pleasent." The bat chuckles nervously, "H-how far to Camp Willow?"

Kik frowns sympathetically as they start to walk, saying, "They held you captive once? How'd that happen?" She glances around at the surrounding area then takes a gander at the sinking sun, gaging how far they have to walk, "I'd say well be there within the hour if we hurry."

Kacy rubs the back of her neck with her wing, "It's a long story but basiclaly I was riding with some vermin merchants and..." The bat snaps her neck around as the shrill scream fills the forrest. It is very much sounding like the scream of a hare right befor ethey die. "AHHHHHH! RUn your..." fills the air and then silence swoops in to fill the void. "H-how long did you say until we reach Camp Willow?"

Kik nods as she listens to the bat begin her story's, but then the scream fills the air. Her head comes ups and her ears go ridged. She would make some crack about how possibly they hares got tired of each other, but she is full survival mode. She shivers with fear and starts to trot, saying quickly, "Very soon, if I can help it." She grimaces, thinking how serial it is to have possibly heard a beast's last sound.

Kacy gulps and begins to take to the air, hovering low to the ground the bat continues, "Kik...you uh...won't believe this but...I can swear I can hear something getting closer to us..." Kacy says in her best calm sounding but clearly terrified voice.

Kik breaks into a run, glancing over her shoulder. Her face is drawn tight with fear as she looks over at Kacy, "Are you sure?! If anything comes upon us, fly away, alright? Get help or something!" She continues to run, re-loading her sling as she does.

Some 'thing' can be seen running through the woods to thier right. Matching pace with them step with step. at this distance and in the low light it only appears to be a fast moving brownish blur. The sound of his deep breathing can be heard though, "Oh course I'm sure!" the bat shrieks, flying up high into the air. Instead of running off the bat calls down, "Hey kik! I see woodsmoke dead ahead! You are almost there!"

Kik looks over at the brown blur and gulps. The blur doesn't seem to actually be trying to hurt her, so she doesn't bother trying to out run them. At the moment, she's more so concerned about reaching the camp. She glances up at Kacy, nodding quickly and putting on an extra burst of speed as she yells, "Thanks!"

The brownish blur is running on all fours. It is a large creature to be sure. It has a brown matted coat and possible ragged trousers. Its snout is long with small beedy black eyes. It's long flowing tail is fluffy like a pine martens but the beast is far less friendly looking. It grows closer and closer, paws digging up the snow as it runs.

Kik continues to run, glancing cautiously back at the creature. It does dawn on her that they may actually want to hurt her and that, unlike what she thought before which was that they're both running from the same thing. Her breath is starting to come in short gasps, but she doesnt let herself slow down, not when she's so close!

The light begins to dissapear over the edge of the the forrest, Below her Kacy gasps in horror as she watches this animal draw closer to her friend, "Keep going Kik! You are almost there!"

Kik's lungs are screaming and a sobbing gasp escapes her lips. She keeps on running; the camp slowly gets closer, but so does the beast pursuing her. She's running on pure adrenalin at this point and her pace starts to lag, just slightly.

The bat high above shouts back, "You're doing good! Almost There! Just keep running strait ahead. That beast is...is." The bat looks about too and fro, "Hey, where did he go?" The beast has...vanished from sight. It's breathing though can still be heard and nearby. The light of the camp can be seen through the woods. So close now. So close. Then with a blinding flash the brown furred beast skids to a hault infront of kik. It looms over the otter even though it is partially hunched over. The light of the camp behind it highlights its shape yet hides its features. All that can be seen is the foam coming out of its mouth, and the fresh blood dripping from its claws.

Kik sees the light and continues to run, hope souring through her, only to be crushed in the claws of despair as the beast comes to stop in front of her. She lets a blood curdling scream rip from her throat and she quickly tries to back track, snow flying out from under her paws and tears of pure fear flowing from her eyes.

The deadly beast takes a step forward then drops to all fours, slowly advancing on the otter. The beast growls low now, only five steps away, four steps, three steps. It raises a paw, surely one swipe of those dealy claws would cut through the small otter like tissue paper. The beast turns its head though at the last moment. It seems to narrow its eyes then turns for the forrest and dashes off. A moment later a trio of otters appear over the hill line, brandishing lanters and holding spears, "What's going on out here, who is there!"

Kik tumbles over her feet and falls back as the beast advances. Another sob bursts from her as she still tries to scramble backwards, “Stay back!” She manages weakly. She closes her eyes, preparing herself for death. Then, as the beast runs off she opens her eyes in confusion. Surly a beast who’s heart was set on killing her wouldn’t just give up because of a simply plea. Her eyes alight on the other otters and her face contorts with a mixture of relief and foreboding. She manages to get to her feet, yelling in a voice riddled with sobs, “Get back to camp! Hurry! It might come back!” She rushes towards them, gesturing desperately to the camp beyond.

The bat flaps down to the otters, "You got to help us! There...there is some kind of monster in the woods!" The otters, Camp Willow guards look at the miss matched and terrified pair. THe lead guard replies, "Monsters? Whatcha talken about lass?" The otter on the left shakes his head, "Enough about that now. Let's get yall back to camp, ok?"

Kik nods vigorously, stumbling slightly as she moves towards the light of the camp. She looks at Kacy, her eyes filled with questions, “What was that thing?” She looks fearfully at the surrounding woodlands, her face still tight with fear. She starts shivering as she murmurs to herself, “It’s out there. Somewhere.”

The bat looks out to the forrest behind her. She can tell the beast is there...somewhere...just out of the light of the torches. It passes them one final glance then turns for the forrest and departs from the camp. The otter and bat seem to have survived their first encounter with the Mossflower Butcher...for now.

Hope you enjoyed!

[[Category:cotten 300]]
[[Category:February_2014]]
[[Category:Mossflower_Woods]]

Quinten Log 44 - 05 02 2006

2017-11-18T21:19:11Z

Riverdale:

Salamandastron: Training Room
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This is the training room for the hares of the long patrol. The walls
seem to have taken a severe beating, more than likely not from stray
arrows missing the archery targets. There are several of said archery
targets lining the west wall, each with small oak stands a good distance
off to hold arrows, hang a bracer, and rest a bow on. The targets are of
simple design: a large, tightly wrapped bale of hay with a coarse paper
target on the front. A wooden mannequin, in no better shape than the
walls, is in the northeastern corner of the room. Besides that, several
wooden practice swords sit in a small pile. On the eastern side of the
room is a small, makeshift wrestling arena consisting of two mattresses
tied together. Then on the southern side of the room is a fitness area,
assembled from several pull-up bars, and a nice padded area to do push up.
Narrow, cylindrical weights (both wooden and metal) are pushed up against
the wall, along with a few straight metal bars for them to be mounted on.
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Gregorian has arrived.

Quinten is over at the gym, lying out on the press bench and slowly lifting up a set of weights, grunting and sweating as he works out, getting back into routine after breaking his nose and being kept in bed for a day.

You page, "so feel like rp someplace?" to Carrick.

Gregorian walks in with the idea of getting in a little training himself, pausing for a moment when he spots the other hare, considers turning back and leaving again but in the end walks in and over to look over a few of the weights himself "'ello Quint"

Quinten grins up at you, lifting the weights up and then back down, up and back down "eya Greg...good ta see yer matey"

Gregorian picks himself out a couple of weights and sits down to get to work "'ow's the nose?"

Quinten manages to not wrinkle his nose but his whiskers do twitch "is nod so bad greg, is swollend still but healind"

Gregorian pauses from moving the weights up and down to look over at him and frown some "Well tha's good...makes yah look er...well like yah got a swollen nose but I'm sure it'll go down soon wot wot"

Quinten chuckles and nods "Ye bet id will, tha healerd said itd go down in ad week or so" he grins up at you, turning his head to th side to get a better look "How you settlind in?"

Gregorian shrugs and continues on with the weights "I been 'ere a little while now ol' chap, not bad though, even startin' to enjoy the work and trainin'"

Quinten grins at you happily "now tha is the spirit Greg i love it here, i don't even mind the chores anymore"

Gregorian smiles only slightly "Well tha's good for yah then, they're not bad once done them a while I suppose"

Quinten chuckles and sets the weight bar down and swings his legs off, he hops over to a mat and settles down, hooking his footpaws under a bar he starts to do sit up "true only thing i dio hate is the old cleaning out the ovens"

Gregorian smirks slightly, still going at it with the weights "So I 'eard, I still don't like the dishes, so many o' them, always drop one when I'm at 'ome"

Quinten laughs and carries on doing sit ups grunting as he gets into the rhythm of them "Oh i know dishes do suck indeed, i try to avoid them"

Gregorian rolls his eyes "Somehow I always get them, mirical I 'aven't broken more than I already 'ave"

Quinten grins at you and shifts, rolling over to start doing press ups "lucky i guess, or unlucky as i always seem to end up with oven duty and that always winds up with me getting filthy."

Gregorian smirks slightly at the other hare, watching him doing the press up for a moment "I'm not much used tah all these chaps bein' fussy about mess, yah could roll in a pile of mud at home and barely even raise a brow, just be told tah go jump in some watah and come back"

Quinten laughs and nods his head "Oh thats true Greg, can't have messy recruits about the place, last time i had anything to do was mud was when i came through those swamps to get here"

Gregorian raises an eyebrow "Swamps? Dear now there's a thin' don't wan' tah get messed up in"

Quinten looks over at you and smiles "Yes to the south and east, swamps leadin back to tha mountain, was the way i had to come to get here, i was a mess"

Gregorian nods some and starts pumping the weights again after a short pause "Ah, must 'ave been a little too north maybe, missed them, I bet yah were though"

Quinten nods "I was glad to see the sea i can tell you, ran straight out to wash me fur out" he stands up and starts to stretch murmurring under his breath, muscles bunching up as he moves.

Gregorian pauses again to watch the other buck for a moment before he shakes his head a little and goes to return the weights "I can imagine tha's wha' I'd do too"

Quinten lifts a leg up onto the bench and starts to stretch it, leaning forwards, tail flicking back and forth as he grunts "Ya then i kind of wandered north and Lieutenant Zeraph found me"

Dandelion has arrived.

Gregorian nods some watching Quinten "Then I guess he played all 'ero did 'e and bring yah back 'ere?"

Quinten laughs and nods "He did, we helped some wounded fox as well, with Howards help, and well here i am, an the Major let me put my name in for the exams"

Gregorian nods a little once more "Ah, well you'll be takin' them soon then I guess, sure you'll pass well when yah do too"

Having been busy over at the chin-up bars, Dandelion now needs a rest pretty badly, and wanders over to a bench, grinning and massaging his aching arms. He passes by Quinten and

Gregorian on the way, nodding to them.

Quinten grins at Dande and flicks his ears in greeting "Hey Dandelion gud day to yed wod" he is stretching his limbs, footpaw up on the bench as he stretches after his work out, his nose still swollen and twice its normal size

Dandelion pauses to look at Quinten's nose. "Oi, what happened?" he asks, pointing at his own nose to indicate what he means.

Quinten grins and flicks his ears back and wipes sweat from his brow "Lieutenand Zerad broke it, boxind misshap" he moves over to the puncing bag, wrapping his paws with strips of cotton to protect them.

Gregorian looks around the room at others training about the place, shaking his head a lot and running a paw over his eyes before he goes to lie down and life some weights, stair at the ceiling.

Dandelion shakes his head. "Ow. I told you, boxing's dangerous, wot." His paw goes up to finger his nose, subconsciously.

Quinten grins as he watches Dandelion finger his own nose "Avd a run in wid a paw yerseld? bet yed didn't break it" he starts to lay into the puncing bag with his front paws, battering away at it with a series of punches before twisting to kick it with his left leg then swing back round to catch it with his right.

Dandelion fingers his nose again, now becoming aware that he's doing it. "Wha? No, staff end. Hasn't healed proper since..." He gives the nose a final tweak and then lets his hands hang, arms still sore.

Quinten thumps the bag and looks back at Dande "Wot? it hasn't healed up? me healers told me it'd be a few weeks an me old snout would be fine"

"Well, it's healed, but... Not quite the same." Dandelion remarks with a shrug. Then, looking left and right first he asks casually, "Did you get in trouble about that... in the cellar?"

Quinten nods "Well they said mine could end up lookin a bit flat after its heald...an well nod really trouble....but itds all sorted nows"

Gregorian frowns some and perks an ear to the cellar mention, all attention on the ceiling, as he moves the weights up and down, easily ignored among everyone else.

Dandelion nods. "I had a talk with the colonel... Zoe..." he says, making a face and emphasising the word "talk".

Quinten looks up and shivers "Oh dear....wot...wot did you tell her...."

Dandelion sighs and shrugs. "Not much. I honestly don't remember much." he frowns again, rubbing the back of his head to mimic someone having a headache.

Quinten nods and sighs "Aye...well at least she didn't chew you oud too mucd, i talked wid lt. Zeradh and itds seems to be k...Major Darkledd even led me enter fed thee examds"

You page, "how was your day" to Aurora.

Dandelion tilts his head to the side in surprise, causing one ear to fall down to the side. "Oh? Man, I'll never get to do that..."

Quinten looks at Dandelion and blinks "Sured you will...justd got ta getsd ta the Major in thad next fewd dayd, you been ere longer den me anyway"

Dandelion tugs at the hanging ear and tries to prop it up, with the result that the other ear falls down too. Grumbling, he sits down on the floor, a sullen expression on his face. "I bet the Major thinks I'm a screwup..." he mutters.

Quinten frowns and hops over to Dandelion "Heyd now....if i cand do it ye can, whyd they think thad? cause yed got drunk?"

Dandelion shrugs. "Oh, this nose thing, and I'm bad at boxing, and when they find out about Dana, I'm a goner..." he blurts out, and then goes quiet.

Quinten looks puzzled and kneels down "Your nose won't stop you an boxin isn't a neccessary skill justd a bonus one....an dana? wod about Dana?"

Dandelion gives Quinten a nervous look. "Wha? Oh, you know Dana, right? That doe with the brown fur?" He speaks rather quickly, and stamps his right foot anxiously.

Quinten nods "yes i know her, met her a few times in lessons wot about her?"

Dandelion lowers his voice to make sure only Quinten can hear, leaning a little closer. "We're sorta together..." he murmurs.

Quinten grins and claps him on the shoulder "Tha!" he lower his voice and grins "Thats great Dande why would tha officers force ye out of te patrold if ye just got a doefriend, thatsd good... come on leds go to tha officers suite, get ye signed up"

Dandelion room-pages, "We needsss it.".

"Uh... Uhm... Okay." Dandelion gets to his feet, and adjusts his uniform, getting ready to follow Quinten.

You say, "You'll see Dande the officers won't say no to you enterring fer the exams if theyd led me do em yer a shoe in""

Quinten hops out towards the door and waves at Greg "Heyd greg yed signing up?"

Gregorian blinks and looks over, letting the weights drop back into place, he shrugs and gets up "Sure, why not"

Gregorian has accepted to ride with you.

Quinten grins at you both "Comd on will be good ifn wed all do well wed get ta graduate a level"

Dandelion shrugs. "Well... I suppose it's worth a shot."

Gregorian walks over to them, going to follow along, he smirks slightly "Isn't the next level for me fightah? Don't know tha' I've been 'ere long enough for tah"

Quinten shrugs "well depends if yer first or second, i'm second so me next level is 1st class, and thad wot tha ole test is fer i guess tae give em a chance ta see how good yer doin"

Quinten leaves with: Gregorian, Dandelion

Salamandastron: Leaders' Office

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This room is obviously and strictly all business. The walls are bare, except for the occasional military decoration of crossed swords or what have you, as well as the occasional, dim candle. In the room, there is an ornately carved, oak desk, behind which rests a comfortable arm chair. In front of the desk two slightly less comfortable and straight-backed chairs sit, most likely to keep the occupants on their toes. The desk is often covered by stacks of papers, sometimes haphazard, and sometimes neatly placed, depending upon the officer using the room at any given time.

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Gregorian has arrived.

Dandelion has arrived. - Dande had to D/c at this point sadly.

Quinten arrives with: Gregorian, Dandelion

Quinten leads the way into the main office for the officers the room is pretty empty except for a healer lieutenant whose sat beind her desk reading over a report. Its Marlene one of the healers from the infirmary she looks up at us and frowns "Can i help you recruits"

Gregorian gives a very polite nod to the frowning doe "Erm, was lookin' into exams marm.."

Somewhere on the muck, Zeraph has disconnected.

Quinten smiles and nods his head "yes ma'am wanted to see about getting a form fer Recruit Dandelion, an Recruit Greg here wanted to enter too" she frowns and moves over to another desk and starts riffling through the parchment on them "Well don't you need one recruit?" she asks but Quinten grins "already enterred ma'am, Majah Darkledd saw to med yesterdays"

Gregorian looks between the pair quickly, ears seem to be unsure whether to be up or down right now, switching between the two, just to not feel so out of place he nods once and adds a "Er yes, that's right"

Quinten grins and takes the forms off her, he hands one to greg and grins "come on fill it out i'm sure te lieutenant will be your first signature"

Gregorian takes the form and looks it over slightly dubiously before he looks back to the doe "Got a quill I can borrow?"

Marlene hands him a quill and an ink pot and heads back to her desk "Just fill out your details and give it back to me"

Gregorian uses the edge of the desk to start filling it out quickly in neat writing, looking it over as he lets it dry before going to hand it back to her.

Marlene takes the form and reads over it, she signs it and hands it back "Ok you'll need to hand it to one of the Majors and ask them to sign it if they think ye meet the critieria"

Gregorian takes it off her and looks down at it, mainly to the signature, he nods to her once "Thank yah"

She waves a paw and points at the door "well recruits i think your done, now i have work to do so if you would be so kind?" Quinten nods and starts heading out "Sure thhing ma'am thank you fer yer help, come on Greg"

Gregorian follows the other buck out, still looking the form over, applying to be a fighter already, now there's a worrying thought.

Quinten grins and nudges your shoulder "Now ye don't ave ta go through with it if yer don't think yer ready Greg"

Gregorian looks up again and gives a slightly weak smile to the hare, last week he'd probably have thought he could beat up an army on his own...ok maybe not be he'd not stand with being told otherwise, he nods a little "Well, maybe could, don't know, would mean proper patrols and fightin'"

Quinten grins at you and winks "Lucky you matey, me if i'm lucky i get to become a 1st class recruit"

Gregorian smiles slightly and shakes his head a little "You'll get it no problem ol' thing, about yah've been training yah sure to"

Quinten grins and nods "I hope so, been doin me best fer months now"

Gregorian actually chuckles a bit and his old grin comes back, going to throw an arm around the other "Ye'll do fine matey" very good otter impression that he accidentally slips into accidentally before he blinks once and grins to add "Wot wot"

Quinten laughs and shakes his head "oooh hooo yer an otter now are ye my friend" he stops and turns slightly, looking up at the slightly older recruit and grinning "Not quite as slinky as one though more compact and hare shaped"

Gregorian removes his arm and stands up straight to sort out his uniform "Not at all sah, don't know wha' yah talkin' 'bout" back to hare, a small smirk going to the slinky remark

"Bah, get yah eyes off o' me Quint, I know yah remembah" sounds like he's joking anyway.

Quinten lowers his eyes and nods "Yes Greg sorry for starring" he looks back up and grins leaning up on tip toe to whisper "Can't blame me fer enjoying the view of the slinky otter pretending to be a hare" he bounces back out of reach "wait until i tell Dande about tis"

Gregorian blinks and grins marching off after the other hare "Yah just wait till I catch yah I say, I'm no ottah!"

Quinten laughs and leans back agains the wall stretching his paws up above his head "well maybe not but you sure can do a good otter accent"

Gregorian stops to looks down at him with a glare ruined by the fact he's still grinning "Hmm, well, maybe, pick somethin's up"

Quinten chuckles and reaches out a paw to pat the other buck on the shoulder "Oh come now ye must be an expert actor to do it so good, go on doa squirrel bet you'd make a great espionage hare for the patrol"

Gregorian folds his arms and smirks, whiskers twitching a little, he sighs after a moment and shakes his head, smirk still there "I grew up around ottah's, they're easy....hmm, might know squirrel a bit, 'ad a couple there....Ah don't put down tha' bow right now I'll shave ya brush bare, make ya look right like a rat it will" sounding as much like a nagging squirrel as he can, he grins again "Used tah say tha' all the time she did"

Quinten laughs and claps your shoulder again steppping closer and starring up at you again "now thats not bad at al....saw a squirrel once with shaved tail fur, looked right ridiculous it did"

Gregorian looks down at the other buck and grins "Well I don't think she actually shaved 'is tail, usually worked though and I bet 'e would a looked daft if she 'ad"

Quinten grins and nods "Oh i bet i bet, must ave been nice growing up with so many other different species,"

Gregorian calms back down again and so his grin reduces to a smile "Well there was only ottah's and a couple o' squirrels really, only one othah bally 'are too and tha' was me sisah"

Quinten grins "Well where is yer sister? aye'm surprised she's not here with us"

Gregorian shrugs and looks down at him "Don't know, wasn't so struck on idea of comin' 'ere so I came on my own, she's got more sense than anybeast though, probably back 'ome by now complainin' about 'ow I hopped off"

Quinten laugs and nods "sounds like me sis...afore se bit te biscuit in those swamps"

Gregorian raises both brows "Oh dear, am sorry about tha' Quint"

Quinten smiles and hugs you "ahhh its ok...am dealin wiv it"

Gregorian blinks at the hugging, ears twitching a little he after a delay cautiously gives a small hug back with some patting on the back.

Quinten smiles up at Greg as he's hugged back and sighs "thanks greg fer being a gud frend

Gregorian smiles slightly and nods a little, looking down at the little buck "Good friend, no problem"

Quinten leans up and kisses Greg just once, a quick peck and then lets him go "Thanks, and thats payment fer the other night" he grins and winks at Greg before he turns around beginning to head away "lets get back to the dorms, and out of the Leaders Corridor."

Gregorian blinks and just sort of stands there to let it happen, ears standing up straight he takes a moment or two longer before he starts to follow "Er...sure"

Quinten heads on down the corridor heading back to his dorm room, humming as he heads along, ears flicking from side to side, happier then he has been for several days now, he looks back at Greg and smiles before heading off again.

Gregorian just seems to follow, staring ahead at the back of Quint's head, expression rather unreadable, ears half drooped.

End log - Yup that is where we ended it. Hope you enjoyed.

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Talking About Father(Part LP And Ambassator Log)

2017-11-18T21:18:29Z

Riverdale:

Salamandastron: Forge Room
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You are in a fairly large room, the walls rising up around you hewn from
solid rock. In the center stands a colossal object - the forge. Steam is
constantly rising from the forge due to the intense fire burning within.
The typical accessories are set around the perimeter of the forge:
billows, tongs, and a large bucket of cool water. Lining the walls are
finished and unfinished items ranging from great battle-axes to little
forks. A large ventilation shaft is above, raised higher than the rest of
the room to permit the rising heat to escape. Because of the flames the
room is well lit, although quite warm. Over in the corner of the room is
a small pile of raw ore just waiting to be molded into some implement or
another.
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Visible Exits:
[Out] to Intersection [Arm]ory

It seems the badger lord has taken to spending a fair bit of his time in the forge room. Steam rises, as it always does, from the colossal forge standing in the center of the room. An enormous battleaxes lies on the anvil, still rough in shape and form, and Ciocan towers above it, wielding a massive hammer that manages to strike with power and delicacy in the same instant.

Zinnia has not been too many places as of yet, the guest room, the library and the infirm for a short couple days and once when she had wanted to check on someone. She decided today she might venture out and get a closer look at the ocean. That is till she took the wrong turn and entered up by the forge instead. She peeks inside and frowns slightly, from the tools and whats in here she knows it's a forge and one much large than the abbey's forge. She starts to back out at first and then decides to quietly watch Ciocan at work for a short time.

The big badger works the metal near what will be the cutting edge of the axe, beating it thin, then folding it over and beating it thin again. As it cools, he uses his tongs to shove it back into the intense heat of the forge itself, wiping his brow with the back of one gloved paw.

Zinnia stays close to the doorway as to not disturb his work. She does glace around briefly, but is unsure whether to speak or not, but she is curious of the forge here, even if she has never worked at one, she has watched one other who has worked in a forge.

The axe head goes back on the anvil and Ciocan goes back to work, flattening the metal out like a leaf and folding it over, again and again, causing striations to appear in the metal's surface coloration. His brow furrows as he works, concentrating solely on shaping the weapon perfectly.

Zinnia steps a little closer, but will wait till it's a good time to say anything, even if it's a brief hello. The heat of the forge does prevent her from getting too close, so she has keep a good distance just watching and keeping silent.

Up at the forge, Ciocan thrusts the battleaxe head into the water reservoir, quenching the steel and sending up yet more steam. As he turns his head to do so, he notices yet another badger visitor, and his green eyes widen slightly. "Ach, I dinnae know ye was here, lass," He greets, waving back the cloud of steam from his face. His voice rumbles in the enclosed space, reverberating off the walls.

Zinnia nods her head in greeting, "I....took a wrong turn, sorry." Her voice is a little quiet but not so she can't be heard, "Your forge is much....larger than the one at the abbey." Then again, beasts don't use the forge there for making or repairing weapons and armor.

That's basically all this forge is used for. "It suits me, aye," Ciocan agrees, nodding from his spot up by the anvil. The walls are lined with weapons of all sorts, and not a few pieces of armor. "I reckon I'm larger'n the smith at the Abbey as well."

Zinnia nods, "The one at the abbey is a sea otter named...." And the name fails her at first, then she remembers, "Silverstorm, she took over after....." And this is where she stops talking and frowns. Looking around this forge, even if it's a good deal different than thee abbey's forge, seems to cause her some sadness and she is silent for what seems like a long while.

"Ye alright, miss?" Ciocan asks, toweling his paws off after dumping the heavy gloves from his paws onto the workbench. "Somethin' amiss?" The young badger may be new to leadership, but he does have a knack for it and reading reactions is an important piece of the charisma-game.

Zinnia doesn't answer right away, she is looking at the floor and then slowly looks back up to him and the fur under her eyes is wet, "My...father, he was Blacksmith at the abbey....he could also make weapons and armor, but he didn't at the abbey forge. Like I mentioned, he repaired the gates of the abbey and...made then stronger and helped rebuild the bell tower." A tear goes down her cheek, she has tried to not think of him too much, but she has. "I..miss him"

"Ah, lass," Ciocan begins, stepping down off the raised platform. "It's only natural that ye are missing him. I dinnae think any of us misses them not when they has passed on to the Dark Forest." Green eyes look down at the towel in his paws, considering offering her the sooty fabric but deciding against it. "He just are gone away is all. Like a long journey, and one day ye'll follow him and be together again." This is surely not new information, but repetition aids learning and all that.

Zinnia wipes some of her tears away when more come, least she is allowing tears more as before she did her best not to cry and for many weeks at that." Guess, guess...the forge reminded me of him some. I never learned any forgeing, I..watched him a couple times, he got an apprentice, Silverstorm, when he started not being able to do as much."

"It aren't for everyone," the badger lord agrees. "Why don't I take ye down to the library, then I can finish this? I dinnae think ye need to be staying here." Ciocan raises a paw to wave towards the door.

Zinnia manages a smile, a weak one and nods, "Yeah, I..do like your library. I may even take a closer look at the ocean later today and probably see you tomorrow."

"Whatever ye like, lass," Ciocan replies, ushering her out into the hallway. "Ye're guests of the Mountain. Take a hare with ye iff'n ye go outside, now. Wouldn't want Abbot Benar's emissaries running into any more trouble." With a reassuring smile, he leads her towards the library, intending to return straightaway to his work.

==A couple hours later==

Western Shore

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A sea of sand surrounds the magnificent mountain now to your side. The golden sand is flat and hard, easy to walk on. You stand directly between the volcano and the sea. The refreshing sea spray tickles your face as a tropical wind from off the sea whisks it in your direction. The serene roar of the blue-green waves and perhaps the call of a distant gull are typically all that can be heard.

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Exits: [W]estern [S]ide of the [M]ountain, [Sh]allows, [U]pshore, [D]ownshore

Zee has a campfire by the ocean, not much for going to the mountain again and a bit of a break from Halyard, though he has paid for a couple more nights so he most likely will go back once it's nightfall, but here is calmer...least to him.

Zinnia has not been outside since she came here, either the library or her room, and the small time in the infirm. But today she has decided to venture out, staying close to the entry, and maybe get a better look at the ocean. It may even help her write some more in her journal.

Zee is closer to the water, not so close tide would mess up his camp, but he is closer than Zinnia is and has yet to look up and see her.

Flint is out and following Zinnia, along with a couple other hare, “Fresh air is always good lass." He then blinks as he sees Zee and taps her on the arm and points towards the older badger.

Zinnia eyes widen and she seems to debate on whether to go over to him or not. She stays where she is for now, "Yeah...but, but he...he most likely doesn't want to see me"

Zee pokes the campfire with a stick and looks up seeing some others not too far off and stands slowly. He walks a little ways from the campfire.

Flint frowns, the other two hares shrug.

And it's about this time that Leon happens to come out to see whats going on, “Whats happening...is That Zee?"

Flint nods "Yep"

Leon then walks over himself to greet Zee, "Hello Zee feeling better?"

Zinnia reaches a paw out to stop Leon and then sighs; she still stays close to the entry of the Mountain for now.

Zee nods "I feel better lad.." He notices Zinnia and walks over to her and just stares at her, he heard she was worried and he is unsure if she was out looking for him or was just out. He then goes to hug her, if she doesn't back away, and just keep silent for a couple moments.

Flint watches quietly, the other two hares just stay close by and look around...yep beach is clear..wait...oh never mind that’s the wind .

Leon follows Zee back to where Zinnia is but stays off to the side.

Zinnia does not back off, in fact she allows the hug and tears go down her face as she hugs him back tightly, "Uncle...Zeee....I am so so sorry for what happen, when the last time you tried to speak at the abbey I slammed a door in your face, I am..s...sorry and wouldn't blame you if you hated me, I don’t hate you..."

Zee smiles "Its ok lass, I was notta thar when ya needed me most. The...whole northlands problems and....and I love ya lass, I was worried you were mad at me, so I was leaving you alone and the reason I left the infirm...welll..." He sighs and says it, "IU dislike de place with no blooming windows...stone walls and..." He takes a deep breath..calming again. “Bit too much, much more air OUT HERE lass" Yeah and more walk around space and you can see the sky and the sand and the ocean, inside....you see..stone and then some more stone, and even more stone!

Flint smiles as he watches the two badgers and the two hares with him look suddenly bored. Leon smiles also and looks to the entry, "Think I will head back in" Which he does.

Zinnia nods “Love you too Uncle Zee...and its...I am just glad you’re ok. When they said you were ill I was worried I..I would lose you too." She frowns some.

Zee says, "Not gonna lost me that easily lass...."He steps back and pulls out the Blade Of The Northwinds Storm and shows it to Zinnia, "Tis supposed to be yours...but I know you’re a Sister in the order." He will allow her to take it if she wants.

Zinnia takes the blade carefully and blinks, "It's..heavy.." And she does try to swing it once and frowns "More....so." She just holds it in two paws and tears go down her face, "Papa's sword...."

Flint blinks "Whoa...did he make that?"

Zee answers, "No me Uncle Soot did, Uncle Soot made it fer his brother, who then gave it to Dariean, who gave it to his son Powell...Powell was also me brother...Powell died one winter, too soon in his life and your father Zork was about 7 seasons almost, so I keep de blade till he was ready to wield it, I made sure Zork could wield a number of different blades, a staff and even...though he failed badly..try ta use a longbow, but he was an expert in blades, then he was almost 9 Seasons and took The Blade Of The Northwinds Storm as his own and had it till he stepped down as Warrior and became an Abbey Brother and shortly Elder." Zee looks at Zinnia, "You...would be the next in line, or maybe a possible son or daughter if that ever happens for you. I can keep it for now if you wish."

Zinnia carefully hands him back the blade, "You hold on to Papa sword for me Uncle Zee, I know it will be safe in your paws, and you could probably use it far better than me."

Flint just watches this, the other two hares try to leave and get a look of you best stay or ease and they sigh and stay put.

Zee takes the blade and nods. A couple practiced moves of the blade, a short sword drill and he then places The Blade Of The Northwinds Storm back into his sword case on his back and nods to Zinnia. “Perhaps when you’re ready...."

Zinnia smiles and hugs her uncle again," Ok Uncle Zee." She then steps back and asks “Staying in the area long?"

Zee shrugs "Couple days...maybe four, but no more than a week then heading home. I seen the ocean, not such a big deal if ask me. I am staying in the inn at Halyard. Then going home ta Ferravale"

Zinnia says, "Ok..but no leaving without letting me know you’re on the way, even if you have to send that eagle Thunderwing"

Flint looks over "Does Thunderwing know about Flare?"

Zee answers Zinnia first “Yes...course." He sighs to Flint, "No lad..he don't, I will tell him soon..."

Zinnia seems curious who Flare is but decides to not ask.

Flint nods " Ok..he should know" He looks to Zinnia "Ambassador did you wish to see Halyard maybe?" He waits on a reply.

Zinnia shrugs "I...don't know"

Zee says, "You will make sure she gets back to the Mountain if she goes, and she doesn’t get harmed...or" And he is serious on this as his voice says so, "Ya won't have to worry how bad Lord Ciocan's Lecture is....his may be mild compared to mine lad"

Flint frowns, the other two hares hide behind Flint.

Zinnia glares at her Uncle,"Uncle Zee your scareing the hares!"

Zee looks at Flint and the two hares, "Good lads ya understand....and lass I am sure that Lord Ciocan be much scarier than me...then never know." He then smiles "Well that said I am going back to my campfire, then heading to the village for the night...remember lads and I will find out if ya did a good job or not." He then heads over to his campfire...so fish, some tea spiked with ale...yep, a good night.

Zinnia sighs, she shakes her head and watches her Uncle go to the campfire and then goes to follow the 3 hares, hopefully her uncle didn’t make them too nervous.

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Ummm...Welcome To Redwall Abbey?

2017-11-18T21:18:05Z

Riverdale:

RW Abbey: Cavern Hole
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This room is slightly smaller than Great Hall, but still of a size large enough to accommodate a great number of gathered beasts. A large fireplace is set into one of the walls, and there are a series of small tables and chairs near one end for beasts who are eating late, or simply prefer the smaller tables for their meals. Cushions and blankets have been set in one corner. A short flight of steps leads up to Great Hall, and along the walls of the stairs, going both ways, the word 'Redwall' has been carved into the stone.
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Exits/Entrances:
[G]reat [H]all
[Ki]tchen
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Zinnia has been home maybe an hour or two and is sitting down to eat some lunch. A simple bowl of veggie soup, bread and a glass or cordial and is writing in a journal.

Veggie soup. Oh how lovely. The doors to the abbey are always welcome to all who wish it peace. Sometimes those beasts are simple travelers who find themselves in need for a place to stay the night, like the fox who suddenly finds himself very, very out of place in the cavern hole. A wool coat hanging from one shoulder the red vulpine casts a look of disgust over this healthy woodlander diet.

The problem is, a meat eating vermin as himself can starve on a healthy woodlander diet. He paces the cavern hole, not quite sure where to sit himself, and trying to not look like he is out of place, which only makes him look more so.

Zinnia catches sight of the fox and watches him closely, she then clears her throat "Hi." She says simply, "Who are you and do you need some help?" Well it seems important to talk right now and she is curious of whom this is.

The fox cranes his neck and then turns towards the badger. A friendly smile is on his snout, "Oh! Hello there lass. I suppose I do." He rubs the back of his neck, "The beasts here said food was free, an alien concept as it is, and they pointed me here but, I'm...not quite sure what I do next. I mean, I don't want to be THAT guy, you know the one. The beast who waltzes in and just takes all the food." The fox taps his chin while casting his gaze about the room, "Or is there a menu we place an order from..."

Zinnia frowns, "You get whatever is for lunch and then sit down and eat it." Her tone is flat as she eats her own soup and nibbles some bread quietly, for now paying attention to her journal again.

"You...you actually eat THAT." He points a claw at the soup laden with veggies and green things that one cannot imagine filling a fox's gullet. "Or maybe that's the first course, and something with more...with more sustenance is coming along?"

Zinnia frowns “There may be fish later..I don't know." She shakes her head as she goes back to writing "I am 3-4 days behind in my work so please...."

"Oh, yes of course. I don't want to hold you up in your," Duty? Studies? Work? The fox finally settles on, "Whatever it is that you are doing. I will just mozy on over there to the other side of the room, find my meal and eat quietly." The fox heads out to do just that.

A moment passes and Zinnia is greeted by the fox's muzzle staring at her from the other side of the table, "Where /exactly/ did you say we got the food?"

Zinnia screams as the fox is suddenly in front of her and falls backwards in her chair as it crashes to the floor, she looks up and frowns at him, she then sighs "Kitchens, a novice will give you some soup, bread and a drink, for lunch, maybe a slice of pie"

"Gah! I am so sorry! Are you ok?" The young fox casts a wary glance around the room. Beasts are staring. Staring at him. The fox, and at the badger who fell over. "Here, do you need a paw there miss. Here let me help." The fox moves across the table, trying to help the badger to her feet...or at least give a good show to the woodlanders here of helping the badger to her feet. One thing he does NOT want is to have people mistakenly believe he attacked the beast!

Zinnia lets him help her up and dusts off her robes and frowns, "I am..fine, been through...worse this week." She says quietly, and sits the chair upright," Not my best week, trust me"

"I see...either way I do apologize for my lack of manors. I had no intention to scare you." The fox casts his gaze quickly about the room to see beasts slowly turning back to their disgusting by strangely pleasant smelling meals. "Please, call me Rascal." The fox says to put the badger on ease, because what is more reassuring than being greeted by a person with the name of 'Rascal'. "Do you want me to bring you another bowl of soup? Maybe some pie. Well, maybe not pie in your case..."

Zinnia shakes her head "No.." She says flatly, "Its fine I am going back to the library soon..I am Sister Zinnia Recorder of Redwall abbey." She keeps it simple, no simple just basic info is given and no offer to shake a paw either, in fact she hasn’t smiled once since he has meet her.

Rascal chalks that up to being a badger. In his experience, grumpy and angry IS their natural state of being. Especially when being pestered by a fluffy red fox. "Oh! You work in the library. Ah, yes, certainly no pie for you. I mean, er, you might be rather self-conscious about your diet if you lead a secular lifestyle is all, not that you are in need of a diet of course. You look certainly healthy...ish." The fox ceases his rambling, but only for a moment, "So I just...walk into the kitchens and order food..."

Zinnia narrows her eyes at the fox and looks like she is getting annoyed, "You...I ..TOLD you that...just get the tray they give you for crying out loud" A couple beasts blink at her and she folds her arms over her chest "What?" They shrug and go back to eating as she sits down.

Holding his paws up defensively the fox begins to back away, "Ok, ok. No need to get your tail in a bunch. I'll just go and grab some vitals and leave you to your work. No harm, no fowl. Thank you for your help and all that."

The fox leaves again, and for a moment it appears like he really left.

For a moment.

"About this pie, It's not one of those frilly woodlander carrot veggie type pies is it? I have an allergy to carrot cake..." The fox says again as he returns.

Zinnia takes a deep breath, and then exhales as to not scream loudly at this fox, she then speaks through calmly as she can" I do not know..I didn’t get pie, I don't WANT pie and will not eat the pie right now. And not all woodlanders eat veggies..you..you...." She closes her eyes.

"You're not eating pie?" This concept seems foreign to the fox, as is the idea that the badger might actually be angry with his antics. After all who can TRUELY be angry with such a charismatic fluffy fox? "That is certainly a bold step to getting thin, I guess. So does that mean you are eating the actual, actual lunch or did they make you some kind of veggie soup...delay...to go along with your diet and help you lose some belly fat." The fox narrows his eyes, "Or are you one of those luddites who believes pie is a cardinal sin or some such and are on some kind of spiritual fast, keeping yourself clean of enjoyable food. Because that makes more sense as well of course..."

Zinnia blinks and then just screams loudly, yes...yes now everyone is staring at them both as she takes calming breaths, gee they are not helping her. She then looks near tears "Look...leave me alone!!! I just want left alone, I don't want bothered by any beast I just lost my father and I don’t want to talk to ..to anyone!!!"

The fox leans backward in his chair, ears flat against his head and eyes wide. A long, long moment passes as the fox seems to just stare at the badger. Finally the fox stands from his chair, turning to make haste from the table, "I think I will grab you a slice of pie...maybe two..."

Zinnia stands there, tears go down her face, "I don't want pie, that won't bring him back!!!!" She then storms out of the room and to the library, beasts watch her go and then slowly turn to the fox, all quiet as one could hear a spoon drop and ,,,oh they do, but they pay attention to just the fox. Just the fox. All of them look at him.

Very self-conscious of the looks around him the fox gulps, smiling nervously as he slinks off towards the kitchens. He picks up his meal and sits down in a huff, trying to avoid eye contact with the other beasts. All he had to do was pick up his food from the kitchen, now why couldn't /someone/ just tell him that?

Zinnia after leaving the cavern hole goes to the book binding room and locks it and sits down in a corner of the room by her pillows and blankets and sighs as she lies down and soon is asleep.

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