"Want some whiskey?" or Because drunk old people or Zee and Angela share some history (Redwall Log)

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RW Abbey: Wine Cellar


The wine cellar is cool, dry, and dimly lit. It is a very large, low room, extending far back into the Abbey's underworks. The vast space is almost entirely taken up by rack upon rack of wine bottles and ale casks, barrels of all sizes, and shelves of flagons and stoneware flasks. For all the space available, the drink here only fills a small part of it, and most of the barrels still stand empty. There have been obvious work efforts occuring here recently, and the cellar is, if emptier than seasons past, cleaner than it has been in a long while. The further corners of the cellar are hidden in shadow, and consist of many nooks and crannies.


Exits: [Up] to the Kitchens

Badgers: Zee, male.

Mice: Angela and LilyMoore, females.

Zee had not sleep much the night before and so he slipped into here after breakfast and been here ever since. His Tea and ale mix, but maybe a little stronger on the ale today, he is starting a 3rd mug of the stuff, this one he sips slowly as he sits on a bench that's down here.

"Nana, I don't think you want to do that...." "Oh, 'tis fine. I left the Infirm in Nissa's reliable paws." Lily follows her great-grandmother anxiously down the stairs into the wine cellar. Angela spots the badger and makes her way over to him as the young mouse says in a worried voice, "That's not what I meant, Nana...."

Zee hears the voices first before he looks over at the two mice and just sips his ale/tea mix slowly and stays on the bench. He looks tired like he hardly got any sleep last night. His staff is beside him on the floor.

LilyMoore sighs as Angela sits on a small barrel. "'Ello," she tells the badger politely as she pulls a flask out of her bag and takes a swig. Lily sits on the floor. "Well, I'm not leaving because I'm afraid you'll fall over, Nana. That's what happened last time. Hi, Mr. ....my brain hates me. I forgot your name. I hope you're having a better day than I am."

Zee snorts some as he finally speaks "Its Zee ya don't have ta say Mr. anything lass...." He sighs as he looks at Angela,"Hey...Angela...you ok?" Well he can't really call her lass after all.

LilyMoore shrugs. "Okay, Mm....er, Zee." This is going to be hard for her. Angela smiles and takes another swig from her flask. "Oh, I'll be fine. Just tryin' to escape memories for a while. Like I assume you're tryin' to do. Want some whiskey?"

Zee nods "I even gonna stick around ere'...yep" He chuckles a little and then clears his throat "Bout de...errr last night, me grumpyness sorry there...just bad day"

Nodding, Angela goes to pours some whiskey into his ale/tea thing without his permission. She's generous, what can I say? "I understand. All is forgiven." Lily wrinkles her nose and scoots a little bit away from the 2 older beasts. "That stuff smells /nasty/...." she grumbles quietly.

Zee tilts his head and sniffs the tea and tries it, he coughs and grins "Well 'tis would clear any colds that's fer sure...heee heee..." He sighs "Yeah some memories be good...others not...ya see at our age we are de ones that are supposed ta...like be long dead or something when kids and nieces...nephews and such die...mates...errrr well differnt maybe" He takes a long sip of the tea stuff and coughs again.

Angela is drinking her whiskey straight, and is not coughing. She must've built up resistance or whatever. "Aye. Or even grandchildren. Y'know....y'know, my granddaughter, LilyMoore, DoraRose's little sister, was murdered, and I wasn't there to 'eal 'er. I was a....a slave, and I didn't know anythin' 'bout it 'til I got 'ere and met up with Rose...." LilyMoore the daughter of DoraRose listens, wide-eyed and silent.

Zee frowns, "I...never had any grandkids...both me kids...Paige and Hyde never found no mates...sadly both em'...gone" He frowns and takes a long drink of the tea stuff and coughs roughly for a little while and blinks a few times, yep that is some strong stuff. "Paige died of illness...Hyde were...killed, in de northlands and ..." He looks down feeling tears form "I were thar"

LilyMoore looks sad for the badger and goes to hold his paw. Angela nods slowly. "'M sorry. That sounds like somethin' worse than dyin' yerself." She swigs her whiskey, then pulls out a bottle of wine from her bag and sets it on the floor for later.

Zee nods, "Yeah...that Zurrgg and Bora were thar and...they killed him and I wasn't able ta stop it from happening" He lets the younger mouse lay her paw on his paw and sighs sadly "Me only family be Oz and Zinnia now....anyone else be dead...gone..." He smiles weakly at something as he speaks to Lilymoore "Hyde and Paige were twins ya know, just like you and Caleb, that day started ta be de happiest of me life...me brother Powell and me uncle Soot were thar to help me with some...sadness later on that day, helped me through a lot they did, Powell was a bout 3 seasons older than me, it is he that was Oz and Zork's father"

LilyMoore smiles compassionately. "I bet you were the best Dad they could've ever wished for. I'm sure they were happy to be your kids. And I'm sure Oz is happy that you're here with him." Angela sips her whiskey, lost in her own past.

Zee nods "I...tried ta be." He closes his eyes "Their mother died that day...but Hyde and Paige grew up ok...even if Hyde didn't always talk to other much, he was still a good beast."

"I'm sure ye were wonderful. My 'usband and I tried our best. Our only daughter, Lydia, married the son of Tuscani's greatest Warrior. My son-in-law's name was Farrer Strongpaw, and he was as gentle towards my daughter and their children as he was fierce towards his enemies." Angela stares into the flame of a lamp that's down here. Lily looks between them silently, waiting for them to say something more.

Zee nods "Me brother was a warrior, held de blade Zork had in fact...Zork started to wield it when he was around...what were it..." Yes memory is sometimes off at this age and when one is a little buzzed with ale..."Ahh yeah 8...9 seasons, see I had de blade fer couple seasons, told him he had to be worthly to use it same as I will tell anyone else I train" He frowns "It was winter when Powell...and his mate died, couple season before Zork got the family blade...winters were always hard in de northlands and sometimes dangerous as well"

LilyMoore nods slowly as Angela takes a big drink of her whiskey. "Aye, I was up there for the last 'alf of a winter. That's actually where I poisoned one o' my owners. I almost died in a blizzard....." she murmers. Lily's eyes widen. "Wait, you know poisons?" The old healer scowls. "'Course I do. Any self-respectin' 'Ealer does."

Zee listens and gets some October Ale, just half a glass and sits down again and sips it... "Aye......Blizzards...avelenges be bad too." He drinks a little of his drink before he speaks again, "Think I be...round and round..." He blinks "Around a while still supposed ta like ...pass on Blade of De Northwinds Storm and all that"

LilyMoore remembers how big that sword is. "Only a badger or a wildcat could wield it, really, right?" Angela digs out a corkscrew and starts opening her bottle of wine. "Zinnia wouldn't be able to learn....she's a member of the Order of *hic* Redwall."

Zee nods "A...very strong and tall fox had it briefly, but I gots it back and yeah I know not be Zinnia..." He hmmms as he remembers something and speaks out loud..."3 left my abbey that day, but 4 will to my abbey will return, A young one to train I say, for one day with family sword his turn Train him, teach him you must, one day storm blade wield , it's not to rust..." He blinks and rubs his head, grew headache coming on... "That thar...means....but how." He shrugs.

LilyMoore's eyes widen. "Wait, did you get a message from Martin??" Angela has managed to open her wine. Pouring some in a little shot glass, she offers it to the badger. "Sound like you're a-gettin' *hic* a student 'ere soon. Err, or somtin'...."

Zee takes the wine, he coughs and then pushes it aside, the whiskey may of made him a bit...too drunk as he feels rather ill but he can still answer a question,"Ya...soon guess spring like time...errr yeah" He shrugs "Could be a badger or some strong like beast...maybe adopted or other..." Ok his speaking skills are lacking now.

LilyMoore stands and calmly walks up the stairs. "I'm gonna go get Nissa, okay? Okay." Without waiting for a reply, she heads up to the Infirmary. Angela drinks some of her wine, then sneezes and hiccups at the same time. "Yeah, uh, Springtime ishoon, right? Da beashtie'll prob'ly be adopteded..."

Zee nods as he feels his forehead and grunts "De...room spins now?" And he passes out, luckily he doesn't land near the mousemaid as that may of hurt just a little. He reached out a paw to lean on the bench and then passes clean out cold. His pulse and breathing is good. He just drank a little too much for him.

And so that is what Lily and Nissa see when they get down there. Lily then quickly goes back up to the Infirmary and returns with the badger-cot-carriers, who work out every day just so they can carry badgers if need be. Nissaya, meanwhile, takes Angela upstairs with help from LilyMoore. The old Healer sleeps for a while....as in the rest of the day and all night. Thanks for reading!

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