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RW Abbey: Great Hall


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.

Soft light is slowly beginning to filter in through the stained glass windows high above your head.


                       Exits/Entrances:
              [K]itchen    [St]airs   [C]avern [H]ole
              [Li]brary    [En]try    [B]reezeway

Contents:

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With:

[IC] Biff

[IC] Silver

[IC] Woodrose

Silver smile's."Well I say I would love somthing to eat!"

Maxtor limps into the room, no longer on crutches, but in one of those walking cast-thingys.

Biff look's at over at maxtor."Sorry max we could not find her..."

Maxtor shrugs. "She said she didn't want to come back to the Abbey"

Woodrose gestures toward the platter of oatcakes, the teapot and cups left by Flicktail on the table. "Please help yourselves." She looks to Maxtor. "And good morning, there. My, you've been in the wars rather."

Silver smile's at his friend."We will just have to go back out later....Just after we eat!"

Silver is over by the table in a second."Thank you marm!"

Maxtor looks down at his foot. "I can't wait to get out of this cast so I can walk normally"

Biff is not far behind him."I do love tea and oatcake's!"

Silver smile's."Well how much longer do thay say you need it...?"

"We have the speediest of healers, sir, but you must let it heal properly." Woodrose suggests gently, as she sips her own tea. "I'm glad to hear that." She smiles at Biff.

Maxtor shrugs. "They say that I'll be out of it by Next week, as long as I don't go Irritating it...so if we go searching again, I can't go with you"

Silver nod's "Well I hope we are!"

Biff Nod's also."Aye being a healer is hard work!"

Biff munch's on a few oatcake's!

Maxtor nods to the mouse. "Yes, I agree, getting a vermin sword in your foot will take a long time to heal, and the scar will never go away" (OOC Note: Maxtor is a Healer, he knows these things)

Silver put's on a mock face of fear."How will we ever find her with out you!"

Maxtor nudges Silver. "Oh shut up!" he teases.

"However did you come across a vermin sword, sir?" The mousemaid raises her eyebrows in concern, caught daintily between sips of warm tea.

Maxtor speaks , "You tell her Silver""

Biff just look's at the two.

Woodrose places her tea down and her chin on her paws, looking curious.

Silver shrug's."Well we were on a walk and a rat from Blackfur jumped us right of the bat he stabed Max in the footpaw and he passed out, so after that the fight was up to me and that rat could fight!"Silver show's them his arm."I got stabbed in the sholder and all the way down the arm...the rat did not get of so lucky..."

Biff frown's."Well I say why would some one want to kill you two?"

Maxtor says, "He said that he could do whatever he wanted cause Blackfur was dead and couldn't tell him otherwise"

"It sounds like you were most lucky to get away with only wounds, but I must echo that question? And what or who is Blackfur?" Woodrose sits back again, right paw reaching for her teacup.

Silver frown's."Well at least he is gone...I would rathe get stabbed a few time's than have some poor beast die...!"

Maxtor answers, "Well, Blackfur WAS the leader of a vermin group that was out to kill me,

some...Black Rose?...Yeah, that was it....But now he's dead so theirs nothing to worry about"

Silver smile's."Speaking of the black rose do you still have it!"

Maxtor shakes his head. "I lost it in the Blizzard, good thing too, It was giving me the creeps"

Woodrose frowns. "Oh my. I remember when I was much younger there was a group called the Black Rose... It cannot be the same?"

Biff ear's fly up."I would love to see a black rose!"She frown's."Shame..."

Silver frown's."I hope it was the same I would hate to have another black rose group runing around!"

Maxtor shrugs. "Don't know, not that it matters if the leader died....Though somebeast named Jake mentioned that it was there a long time ago....led by some long dead beast named Quickclaw...yeah that's what he said....Jake is Insane if you ask me"

"Well it was many, many seasons ago now." Woodrow nods and muses to herself. "Quickclaw. Why, yes... It was a name my mother would scare me into behaving with."

Silver frown's."Why did he ever do to YOU max?"

Maxtor shakes his head. "Nothing, don't you remember that Conversation we had with Jake a while back"

Silver smile's rembering."Aye what one!"

Biff frown's."Sound's like i got here just a tad late..."

Maxtor slaps his forehead. "The one about the rose?...Before I got lost in the Blizzard?"

Silver frown's."Err...no I forgot..."

Maxtor shrugs. "Not that it matters....Blackfur's a little...dead"

Silver smile's."Well I would hope so..."

Biff smile's."Is this somthing that happen's alot with you two?"

Silver nod's his head."Well kinda...I guess I will say yes!"

Maxtor sits back down. "Maybe we should change the subject"

Biff smile's."Well I know who I am sticking around!"

Silver face is a stuped smile...

Maxtor pulls out a scroll of parchment. "Does anyone want Fried Cherry Scones?"

Silver nod's his head but his face is still one of bliss.

Biff also nod's her head."Did you need to ask that?"

Maxtor walks off to the kitchen to make his strange batch of scones, he comes back a few minutes later with a plateful of ugly looking Cherry Scones....that are...Fried.

Silver grab's a few and start's to eat."Not bad!"

Biff grab's a paw full and start's to munch."Ha thay are good!"

Maxtor takes one. "I wause goa vorman to wevemewon wiffdem" he says with his mouthful. (Translation: I once got a Vermin to Leave me alone with them)

Silver nod's."I bet you could get TWO hare's to leave you alone!"

Biff nod's but her mouth is to full to talk!

Maxtor swallows. "The Vermin tried to kill me and I bribed him with Fried Cherry Scones...He took the basket and told me to run before he changed his mind"

Silver nod's his head."That is what i was going to say!" he look's at maxtor."Do you plan to join the order?"

Maxtor shakes his head. "I don't think that I'm Order material"

Biff look's at the two but can only get out."Mufs soed"

Silver grin's."Good I was thinking about puting a dagger at the end of your staff...you know so you can save you skin so I do not have to!"

Maxtor nods. "Most beasts turn away at the ugly appearence, but if you can get past that, my family recipe is very good, one of the few things saved from the fire...It was in my pocket"

Maxtor shakes his head. "I'm fine with my staff the way it is"

Silver frown's."Well you need somthing other than that staff...what happend if you drop it?"

Maxtor grins. "I have a dagger"

Biff nod's her head."Uumm,thafs good."

Silver smile's."How far can you throw it?"

Maxtor smiles. "Not as far as you my Walking Stomach Friend"

Biff nod's her head and swallow's."Aye what is the point of a throwing weapon if you can not throw it?"

Maxtor laughs. "I didn't say I couldn't throw it, just not as far as Silver"

Silver put on a mock face of rage."Call me a walking stomach one more time..."

Maxtor grins. "Walk-ing....Stom-ach"

Silver throw's one of the scone's at maxtor.

Biff frown's."Why would you throw a scone like that!?!"

Maxtor picks up the scone before it hits the floor, and throws it back at Silver. "Hmph"

Silver open's his mouth and just let's it land there."Umff...happy Biff?"

Maxtor says, "See...Walking Stomach"

Biff nod's her head."Aye that is a little better!"

Silver grin's."Would you like it if i was a boring hare like...Err well I got no one..."

Maxtor looks up, and starts to speak. "My foot hurts...I'm going to go to the infirmary to have it checked one"