Chats In A Tavern, Sometimes They Help And Sometimes They Don't
amp Willow: Swaying Reed:Tavern
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A friendly atmosphere greets you as you step down the small stairs and into the Swaying Reed Tavern! Otters and other beasts talk peacefully to each other over their october ales, strawberry cordials, and other drinks as time passes by. A large mirror is above the bottles, flasks, and small barrels of drinks and the counter is just in front of it. An otter works behind the bar most of the time, and when he's off duty, someone usually takes over for him. Candles flicker every now and then whenever someone comes through the willow door. There are also two large glass windows on either side of the tavern, across from one another. There are some tables and chairs as well for relaxation.
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Silverstorm walks into the tavern, it looks interesting so far and it’s a woodlander tavern, of which she has never seen one before. She finds a table and sits down.
Aibne limps into the tavern and spots Silverstorm and makes his way over to her, "Hello..Silverstorm was it? You doing ok since the, you know pike issue?" He then adds "It’s dead by the way."
Silverstorm nods "Yes Silverstorm, and that’s good news if the pike fish is dead, won’t try and eat anyone anymore." She frowns, he saw her sink in water..WATER and she is an otter, "So, what do you want?"
Aibne tilts his head "I was just checking on you, I only know I woke up in the infirm here after that thing showed up. I know we were helped out of the river. Were you hurt you seemed to have trouble swimming."
Silverstorm now glares " And you seem to have trouble not leaving a beast alone! Who cares if...you try and swim with some horrible sharp toothed fish and see how ya like it”
Aibne takes a couple steps back and frowns "I was in the water with it, remember? I killed it and lost me sword in the process."
Silverstorm shakes her head and stands up "I'm out of here, have a good night or..whatever" She then hurries off before he has a chance to reply or before she yells even louder and says something she will regret.
--And now it’s nighttime, past dinner and Silverstorm has been here alone a couple hours and before that she was by the riverbank..yes alone!—
Flicktail comes in quietly not making a lot of greetings, he looks a tad self-conscious.
Silverstorm is at a table by herself drinking some October ale
Flicktail sees a familiar muzzle and moves to sit near and says softly "Hullo”
Silverstorm snorts "Go away--oh?" She frowns "Sorry Flicktail, didn't know it was you at first, you don't have to go away"
Flicktail says, "Thanks, I been a little..uncomfy, I left here as my home like a hero, and I come back to being suspected and untrusted, I know they will come around in time but...it is unsettling"
Silverstorm nods "I..try and stay away from them too, other otters hate me so" She shrugs and sighs a little "Be glad when we leave"
Flicktail says, "That’s funny that’s not what I heard...but well..maybe it be for the best"
Silverstorm looks at him "Their otters, ok..my own holt hated me, and quickly kicked me out when my father died, could of been worse they could of killed me"
Flicktail says, "You would not listen to me Silverstorm, it is ok. Maybe I am just a foolish beast"
Silverstorm asks, "What does listening to you have to do with it? You were not there."
Flicktail says, "Because Silverstorm, the Abby is about truth, and the truth is you are so sensitive that everything these beasts say you hear as hatred and what they tell me is they are..confused .They like ya"
Silverstorm shakes her head "I only meet a couple otters so far, others I have avoided for clear reasons. They would be just like my holt. Get rid of the curse, exile the outcast, oh she is NOT a..a real..otter" Tears go down her face.
Flicktail says, "Well as I said you’re not listening and its ok .I am here and I like ya"
Silverstorm says, "Ok..fine then who said something? Huh...I am an outcast " She shows her paws, "See....and my rutter is so short it’s.....just sad"
Flicktail says, "Well I met an otter named Mint..who liked you but you ran away crying and made her sad and an otter named Aibne who was looking for you and wanted to know you was ok"
Silverstorm sighs" Yeah Mint, she was looking at my paws I mean they look like some other beasts paws not an otters" She frowns, she has no webbing on her paws what so ever "I..I almost drowned a couple days ago,..an otter..drowning, I am such a joke"
Flicktail says, "You really should give others a chance to see you Silverstorm"
Silverstorm shakes her head "I..was born different and my holt said I was a curse. And it was further proved cause my mother died. My father keep me in the forge and I learned some of the trade..it..it’s why I was good at it when I got to the abbey, I just became better with Brother Zork's help. And I am a lot stronger than most otter maids. " She sighs "My father died of an illness and the healer of the holt refused to help him..he died and they told me to leave or I would die too. So I left and found the abbey, made some friends and have a wonderful teacher to be apprentice to"
Flicktail says, "As I said At least we are friends"
Silverstorm smiles weakly "I..I am glad we are friends and I..I just don’t think Mint understood she is a child"
Flicktail says, "I think you misunderstand, and until you have more self-image you will not, and it is ok" He says softly patting her shoulder "We are patient"
Silverstorm frowns and leans forwards to cry into his tunic, it seems being in this place full of otters is very stressful for her and she could care less if she is getting odd looks now.
Flicktail places warm arms around her and lets her holding her warmly.
Silverstorm just sobs and lets her stress out, sniffing a couple times and hic ups once
Flicktail gets her some cool water via a waiter "it's ok Silverstorm you’re not a freak and more love you then you realize”
Silverstorm looks at him through tear stained eyes , "Who? I have no family...I am lucky I even have friends."
Flicktail says, "You have a family, we are your family and if you let others near you..they may like to have a family WITH you"
Silverstorm frowns "I don’t think I will ever have a...well family, guess abbey is an adopted family. I do sort of, though never told him..thought he laugh, see someone as a father like figure to me"
Flicktail says, "You have to let it happen"
Silverstorm says, "Well I almost didn’t come here but I didn’t want anyone to worry"
Flicktail asks, "Well you know wot bothers me Silverstorm? beasts here think I am a vermin because I am a fox....and I think I worry because you think all beasts dislike you because of your paws. It feels the same"
Silverstorm shrugs "It’s because...the past any otter treated me badly, so I avoid them to not get hurt"
Flicktail says, "Aye but this is not past otters, if you condemn them before you give them a chance."
Flicktail says, "And who knows maybe you can help me, your friend"
Silverstorm frowns "But..how? I am not like them, I can’t swim, no webbed paws and hardly a rutter and I dislike hot root"
Flicktail says, "You’re an otter, they trust you more then me, and if they see we are friend...."
Silverstorm sighs, "I..don't know I could try." She then finally asked "How is Aibne, his leg was hurt really bad. There was a pike and..he almost died saving me and Mint"
Flicktail says, "Because he likes you. He was worried about you, we all have hardships Silverstorm, it's wot we do with wot we got that counts"
Silverstorm says, "Does not mean he likes me...wait worried about me?"
Flicktail says, "Aye he said so, very works on me honor"
Silverstorm nods "Well, I..maybe I will talk to him some before we head on out"
Flicktail says, "Just give beasts a chance is all I ask, do not always think they hate or laugh at you. Find out first."
Silverstorm nods "I can..try, thanks Flicktail I am glad we are friends"
Flicktail says, "Your one o me best friends Storm of Silver"
Silverstorm smiles at this as she seems to be feeling a lot better now than she was earlier.
Flicktail asks, "Would you like some tea?"
Silverstorm smiles "That sounds nice, if they have any"
Flicktail nods "I know they do. I helped pick it when I lived here." He has them bring over some tea for her with some honey “These are good beasts REAL good beasts, they would never do what YOUR holt did..hey they took in a FOX right?
Silverstorm nods slowly, she is still unsure and nods her thanks for the tea. The rest of the evening she will be quiet and just spend some time with her friend talking, and they can both head back to the Redwallers after some tea .
