Dylan at Redwall

Dylan returns to Redwall for supplies and to give a certain white furred vixen some bad news...

Having just finished with the hectic rush of lunch the Great Hall is experiencing a sort of siesta. Beasts are milling about preforming chores but at a lazy pace with no general hurry. It feels...odd really, to not be endangered by slavers, warlords, giant snakes, or marauders. A red scaled lizard comes out of the steps leading to the Cavern Hole. Dylan's cloths fit a little tight these days, both from too much time spent in taverns and prehaps from eating too much fish at lunch and he walks at slow pace, heading for the fire place.

Flicktail looks up having been talking to a White Otter "Dylan...well ello chap....could you use an embrace from yer ol friend Flicky..ya skinny lizard

The lizard looks up and smiles at the white vulpines presence. "Flicky! You old rug, how have you been!" He gives the fox a hug and pat on the back before pulling away again, "I havn't see you in...I don't know how long."

Flicktail oophs, as the Lizard is INCREDIBLY powerful but he grins "I wasout on me belly on the otter snow slide

Flicktail says, "it were GREAT fun"

Dylan chuckles, "Was that you that crashed head first into the snow bank?" The lizard takes a seat next to the fire. "Forgive me if I only take your word for it. Snow and reptiles do/not/ mix. Dispite any insolation I may have put on with that lunch." Dylan pats at his bloated tummy, "I remember why I don't visit more often. Hard to keep to a diet with all the food you lot eat."

Flicktail says, "aye, I know that yer not much for cold....how is yer frill doin? you ave enough oils to keep the ol hide from crackin?"

The lizard smirks, "I'm afraid I don't have a frill, but the head spikes are doing alright. Come to think of it i could use some oil." His scales have lost a bit of thier shine and have cracked a bit from the weather. Ah, it feels good to be warm again. People may chastize him for spending too much time in taverns but, where else does a lizard go during winter?

Flicktail says, "you might like Zorker's forge, he might let ya curl under it"he gets the beast some warm olive oil "try this"

With an almost ferral grin the reptile takes the olive oil, "Oh! Thanks flick." He opens the bottle and begins to apply the oil to his face, neck, claws, and tail. "I might take him up on the idea. At least for a few days. I have...a business proposition to meet in a few days.

Flicktail asks, "wot kind o buisness?"

"The type I probibly shouldn't be talking to a Champion of Redwall about." THe lizard says witha smile then quickly changes the subject, "What about you flick? What have you been up too lately?"

Flicktail says, "just hpoing no beast will harm other beasts fer a while....thats why I wanna be so nice...them spikes look real spiffy ya know"

The lizard rubs at his chin spikes, "Thanks. And don't worry, no one is going to get hurt on this particular job. At least as far as I am concerned." Dylan stretches out in his seat, "I wouldn't count on no beasts getting hurt for a while though, sure things are peacefull around Redwall and the larger cities, but get out into the woods bit, its chaos sometimes." Leaning forward again the lizard chuckles, "Besides a little action is good to keep you in shape. If you are not carefull you will grow all fat and fluffy like that other fox here with out a little action to spice up your life."

Flicktail cocks his head "You think a beast woudl ever wontto take ME as a slave Dylan?

The lizard looks taken aback, "That's a fairly odd question Flick. I never delt with slaves before, just honest theivery....which i am no longer party to of course...but i think you might be a little too old to be a slave...also warriors make horrible slaves. Too much trouble to break in." The lizard asks again, "Why do you ask?"

Flicktail says, "I am just wondering If i were ever taken slave...would ye come after me?"

The lizard's laughter turns heads of other beasts, "Of course not!" he begins then adds with a smile, "By the time I heard of you being kidnapped the entire abbey would have rushed off to save you!"

Flicktail says, "yea but I aveto admit it would be awfully comforting to see them head spikes commin inta camp ta save me"

Rolling his eyes the lizard smirks, "Fine, I would come to save you. Now what is this talk about slavers all of a sudden? Don't tell me we have /more/ slavers in the woods..."

Flicktail says, "no but..You know it's not impossible....I was just wonderin" Mar 3, 2014 at 4 p.m.

The lizard rubs at his chin, with his tail, "Something on your mind Flicky?"

Flicktail says, "I was just thinkin bout me slaver days......all teh slaver contacts I still ave"

The lizard tilts his head to the side. He has trouble thinking of the big fluffy and friendly fox as a slaver. Then again most people don't think of him as a bandit. He gestures for the fox to continue.

Flicktail says, "I just wish i coudl go back and erase that part o me life me lixard pal"

Dylan gives a deep sigh, turring away from the fox,"If it makes you feel better we all have things we rather forget....the Militia wiped out my gang."

Flicktail asks, "Did they recieve a proper burial?"

Dylan says coldly, "What was left of them, yeah. A few are probibly on their way to decorate militia tents as rugs. Those that survived well, we split up what was left of our loot and disbanded."

Flicktail asks, "Do you need me elp finding them? were they all Lizards?"

Dylan chuckles at the offer, "A few were. I'm what you would call an, equall oppurtunity employer. I had species of all kinds working for me." He shrugs, "There wasn't much more for me to do as a bandit leader anyways. Once you

get successfull its time to quit anyways before some young upstart stabs you in your sleep for your gold, or you get made into a hide by angry vermin hating woodlanders." He then shakes his head, "No I don't need help finding the survivors, or going after the militia. I was never one for revenge."

Flicktail says, "I mentto find teh rugs and decoratiions, thats not roight"

Dylan pauses for a moment. He leans forward and smirks, "Heh, thank you for the offer but...I might take you up on it some day."

Flicktail says, "I am at yer disposal if ya need Suh...."

Dylan pats his leg as he stands back up, "Glad to hear it Flicktail. I am going to need some supplies, nothing fanncy, just enough food and water for a few days." H elooks up and sees a familiar white furred vixen come down to the stairs. Their eyes meet for a moment, "Excuse me flicky for a moment would you?" The lizard picks himself up and begins to head over to the vixen Elena.

Flicktail says, "We can elp som ebut being end o winter we be short o supplies so..."

The lizard and vixen converse for a short while. Elena clutches her snout, tears begin to stream down her cheeks and she turns back for the stairs. Dylan turns back for the other artic vulpine. "Then prehaps just enough for a day at most. I...I don't think it would be healthy to just leave after..." he looks back at where Elena was, "I think it might be best to stay a few days."

Flicktail says, "Well somein you said didn't sit well"

The lizard laughs. "I can understand if having someone of ill repute here would cause you trouble. I don't plan to stay long. It...well, Elena had some friends among my 'employees'." He scratches at the back of his neck, "Just doesn't feel right to come in, tell her they are dead, and then leave..."

Flicktail says, "Aye not roight at all"

"Well, that...and it's bleedin cold out there!" The lizard wraps his tail around his legs and shivers, he shakes his head and turns for the stairs, "Thanks for the chat Flicky, I should...probably go check on Elena."

Leon walks down the stairs after a day working in the infirm

Flicktail looks up amnd gets a big smile atthe sight of his friend

The lizard nods his head to Leon as he leaves. Vacation was over for Dylan, now it was time to get back to work.

Flicktail You see before you a Tall Muscular arctic fox. His fur is almost a blue white and is quite lush, thick and warm, except for his "Boots and Gloves" . Soft short velvety black fur coverers his paws to his elbows and his foot paws to his knees. Behind him, in almost constant motion is a thick lush brushy white tail, his pride and joy, tipped with some black fur, while large white ears tipped in black rotate on his head to catch different sounds. Rich golden eyes regard you warmly. Flick wears a simple red tunic made of thin cotton for the summer, and a blue tunic with a green belt, held together with a silver belt buckle shaped like an acorn. The Cloak is held with an Acorn Clasp, symbol of Redwall Abbey

Dylan The lizard nods his head to Leon as he leaves. Vacation was over for Dylan, now it was time to get back to work.

It is hard to tell exactly what sort of lizard Locke is. Even Locke might not know. He is a tad smaller than most beasts, wiry but with a slight bulge to his stomach, and has a very brightly colored appearence. The majority of his scales range in color from bright to dark red. His underbelly, stretching from his chin to the tip of his tail are gold colored as are the insides of his clawed feet and hands. The lizard has several small spikes along the ridge of his face and above his eyes.

The lizard wears a long sleeved yellow frilled shirt with brass cufflinks which is tucked into his dark brown hard cloth trousers. His chest is also adorned with a sleeveless light brown custom made vest. Made from the leather of a beast best left to the imagination it has chain mail sewn into it to protect the lizards belly and chest.

Made from the same leather as the vest, a thick sword belt wraps around the lizards waist and attaches itself to the hilt of a double bladed sword. The paw guard is made from copper and the long leather bound hilt hides a make shift hold out dagger.

The lizard's feet are covered by thick leather boots with a flaired out top, his head is covered by a wide brimed felt hat with an eagle feather sticking out the side.

Leon His fur is a sandy tan sort of color with some color closer to a dark brown near his paws. His tail is thin, and furless, and white in color. His eyes are a bright green in color. He wears a simple brown habit with a brown cord rope belt at his middle. Around this is a simple sleeveless brown cloak, with a hood that can easily be placed up when needed. In plain site is a small brass pin that shows he is a brother in the order of Redwall and also a silver acorn pin that he wears proudly. On his foot paws are light brown sandals.