In the tavern now...yeahya. or "Fortunately, my snake friend ate him."
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! :)
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