Spy

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Bloodclaw enters the Black Gull and stands at the entry before walking to a table.

Redfang is sitting at the bar, sipping his drink, “‘Ello, sir."

Bloodclaw blinks when he sees Redfang. "Do you know who I am?"

Redfang decides a little bit of kissing up might do him some good, "No sir, I don't know ya personally, but who's not 'eard of Bloodclaw the Terror?"

Bloodclaw laughs. "Well done, my friend, 'err, Redfang was yer name?..and 'ave ye heard about me latest..."he grins. "Guest?"

Redfang grins, "Aye, Redfang be my name sir," He takes a sip of his drink, "someone told me that ya got their abbot."

Bloodclaw grins evilly, perhaps wider than is possible, or at least enough to send chills down the spine of even the greatest beasts, and goose bumps down the back of some.

Redfang laughs, "Aye, you're a clever beast, sir," He finishes his drink and taps the bar for another. He taps his head, "Now, someone was tellin' me some crazy story 'bout Redwall the other day." He looks like he is struggling to remember the name, "Oi think it was Athena, or mebbe Artemis? Some silly soundin' name like that." You can smell liquor from where you stand as he continues, "Said that nobeast 'ad ever conquered Redwall 'afore, and that she pitied me for joinin' wit ya."

Bloodclaw smiles. "Tis true, but why conquer Redwall, when you can torture it, and by torturing it, come around the rear and conquer it by another approach"

Redfang sips at his drink, "Tis like I said sir, you'm a clever beast. Can I buys ya a drink?"

Bloodclaw shakes his head. "I haves enough gold to take care of myself"

Redfang shrugs, "whatever you says, boss."

Bloodclaw grins. "Exactly, whatever I say goes, because I am the boss"

Redfang nods his head, "Aye, whatever you says goes, cause you da boss." He seems to lose his balance for a second or so, but stays perched on the barstool. "So what's da plan? Keep the mouse and let em' 'ave the fox?"

Bloodclaw shakes his head and grins. "They will have neither, however the fox is annoying, and I am debating some....interesting ways of disposing of him"

Redfang taps his paw excitedly on his knee, "That's the ticket, boss." He thinks for a second, "What if we found a way to dispose o' 'im where dey could see what's been done, ya know, crush their spirits." It is actually a rather smart plan from someone who is obviously under the influence of spirits.

Bloodclaw blinks. "Eh?...I don't think I understand what yer sayin' embesil, I am under the influence of no spirits, they do not exist "

Redfang shakes his head, "Uh, I meant that seein' a buddy o' theirs dead or tortured would, um, what's tha word, de-, da-, oh! Demoralize 'em." He nods, proud that he was able to pronounce the word.

Bloodclaw grins. "For an Embesil, you are rather smart, but I know just what to do to the fox, and they will never see him again....and he will suffer"

Redfang shrugs, taking another sip of his drink, "Whatever ya say boss, just tell me where to stand an' who to stab."

Bloodclaw pats Redfang on the head. "A loyal mind, that's what I need, but my death list is extensive, I want you to go to Redwall, and spy".

Redfang doesn’t question why Bloodclaw would send an obvious drunk to spy, but he nods, "Alright, what do ya want me ta find out?"

Bloodclaw pauses to think, pays for an ale and sips it. "Anything that you think is useful to me, my friend. But you need to act like a civilized beast, I'll right, follow all their rules"

Redfang nods "You got it boss." He stumbles towards the door.