Winter Festival

Location: Redwall Abbey - Great Hall

Players:

Hafyaramla, Flicktail, Lorimis, Silver, Maxtor, Rayuwil,

Martha,	       Benar,	Arthur,		Oz,		Imoen

Flicktail moves in, for the first time in months both arms are out of their slings, Behind him 2 Otter nurses carry Benick, and Luna, his dibbuuns, along with all the orphan dibbuns Flicky cares for...he moves in smiling as the busy hall is getting the finishing touches put on, Flicky wears a new Blue tunic, all wool, and is well groomed by Fae, as he bows to Martin on the Tapestry as he passes.

Hafyaramla is hanging out near the tapestry, a sour look on her face. It lightens a bit as she spots the fox and joke-bows in return, pulling a pipe out of a compartment on her belt simultaneously.

Silver walk's back into the room "Well i say max that was an odd walk!"

Maxtor sits down and reads his book...It's a good book. "I can't wait to find out how it ends, I want to know what happened to the ancient farmer ghost and the crops of Farmer Alaxigar Mortomas".

Maxtor says, "It's called Alaxiagar Mortomas and the Ancient Farmer Ghost..It's a good book...you should read it"

The tables in the great hall are spread with white linen, that sparkles, mugs and stines out, the cellar hog has brought up ales and wines, cordials and ciders, and fresh breads and cakes line the tables with pewter dishes the main course not yet brought out, amazingly some how they have even preserved the last of the late season vegatables for a salad!

Silver smiles "Well i would read it but i stll need to finsh the book i am reading!"

Maxtor says, "It's the sequel to the bestselling book Alaxigar Mortomas and the Mooncrops...it's a big hit in Send""

Flicktail moves over to the seat behind and to the Right of the Father Abbot's seat, the one to the left, open as there is no Badger marm presently.

Benar passes through quickly, a hello to everyone a word of greeting and a small clay box containing candied nuts to everyone and then the squirrel brother is gone through a door and into cavern hole to go help out in the kitchen.

Flicktail wavies to Benar on his way by, Benick does likewise imitating his father

Flicktail looksover to Hafyar"Wot be this I hear yer a dancing hare marm? “

Silver take's his pack of and pull's a carrot out of it

And no doubt the cellar hog will be keeping a firm eye on what, if anything, is to come back; he can be a grumpy so and so. His both equally and less prickly (in one way or another) mate keeps less of an eye on drinks and a paw on helping to bring things from the kitchen, nattering along happily with those doing the same.

Hafyaramla sets the nuts down disinterestedly on the chair near her, lighting her pipe and striding across the room with purpose. "Oh aye, an' how'd you hear that?" and ear swivels and a brow furrows quizzically.

Arthur flys into the room, a sling around his wing, but it is recovered now. He settles down close to the fireplace and munches on candied chestnuts

Flicktail smiles and waves to the Sparrow, looking to Hafyar "well these mice chitter somein terrible specially when Father Abbot be teaching a pretty Hare maiden ta dance.

Silver smiles at the bird "Your wing is looking better!"

Arthur nods at the many beasts in the room. "Many Worms come to bigfeast many things makem redwall good place thisem one of em things. Thisem mayhaps be Arthursparra's last winter. Great Maker blessem me with many seasons. But Allem things have to end onetime. Season's Greetings to all Redwall beastworms"

Maxtor nods at the bird. "Indeed your wing is much better"

Hafyaramla ignores all the others for now, the crazy bird, and the loud beasts. her ears flush pink. She hurries forward and sits across from Flicktail, right on the table. "Oh, why d'yah make it sound like tha'?"

Flicktail asks, "sound like what Marm?' he blinks "I do hope oi can get a dance wi ye...."

Arthur digs into his bag for another candied nut, he is out...that's not good. "Foxworm not needem worry about Arthursparra, not sick just ancientsparra, days numbered now

An abby Brother brings Arutur a large plate of fresh candied almonds

Silver frown's "Well do not say that just yet my great flying friend!"

Arthur nods at the generous mouse. "Thankems never tryem candied almonds, much prefem candied chestnuts but these good too, thankem"

Arthur as he sits by the cozy fire, he falls fast asleep. He is snoring away, isn't that what old beasts tend to do? Yes it is...he is asleep, and will likely wake up later.

Lorimis appears atthe top of teh stairs making his way down "Greetings everybeast! Start tomake your seats and we shall be starting in just a quarter candlemark.

Hafyaramla's ears flush further still. "with all these beasts aroun? T'would take a mighty ale ta persuade me o' that..." She quiets as the cause of her current embarrassment appears at the top of the stairs. "A change o' subject is in ordah. How are yar babes?" She smiles and holds a paw out to his son.

Oz comes down the steps slowly,his bandaged arm in a sling,he looks at all the beasts and frowns slightly, its full...he comes the rest of the way in and sits down, he still needs to get use to....well alll the beasts in the room.

Flicktail Beams as the Otter Nurse hands over the giggling toothless smiling Benick to the Hare "oh he be learnin ta talk...All badja's now be "Oz" can't wait foer im ta meet Ross

Silver smiles and sit's down next to oz "Glad to see that you could make it my large friend!"

Maxtor jumps up all of the sudden. "OZ!"

Lorimis decends the stairs making his way past the Badger "Hello, from the reaction of Mr Maxtor, you must be Oz”

Oz looks over at Maxtor, and nods,.."Where..have you been boy?"

Hafyaramla blinks as she suddenly has an arm full of squirming dibbun. "I, fffghh..well...!" She looks down at Bennick and can't help but smile back. "An' how do ye do, little todd?"

Maxtor sighs. "I went on an herb hunting trip and got lost in the blizzard...hopelessly lost, I lost my direction and ended up in some old church ruins, I used that for shelter and survived on traveling herbs for rations, not a pleasent trip...I came back yesterday. Silver says you got stabbed by Blackfur, but then you killed Blackfur so thats cool...right?". He sits back down in his chair to read the last chapter of Alaxigar Mortomas and the Ancient Farmer Ghost.

Benick giggles and tries reaching for the doe's ears

Silver smiles at oz "well that is all I have told him at least!"

Oz starts to say something and stops,he listens as Maxtor speaks.."Yes...and about leaving you should have said something..I.." he decides, not to get upset and smiles.."I am glad you are back safe."

Maxtor nods at Oz. "I'm glad your safe too....Oh my Gosh!...Alaxigar did find a way to help the Ancient Farmer Ghost defeat the Evil Wizard"

Oz sighs at Maxtor, he ajusts his sling and leans back in his chair.

Silver smiles and throw's the top of his carrot at maxtor "Put the book down max the feast is about to start!"

Maxtor nods at the hare. "I'm have to read the last page...OH MY GOSH!...the evil wizard was just the apprentice of another Evil Wizard who is...what the Moon Crop Wizards Long Lost Thought Dead Apprentice...No way!..OH MY GOSH!..what a cliffhanger!". He puts the book away. "There, I'm done"

Hafyaramla helps Bennick out, leaning forward, and biting her lip as her grabs a hold of her beaded earring and tugs. "Amph!...dinnae know his own strength yet, wot! Careful littele 'un, yah'll pull 'em out!"

Flicktail smiles at his son, as Benick looks up at the doe's words...seeming to understand he releases his grip petting the velvety ear before taking it in his mouth to gum on it

Oz shakes his head only half listening to Maxtor, he stays in his large chair and relaxes.

Martha finds herself out of jobs as the other beasts have it all covered and, wiping her paws on a small cloth, she returns to sit herself at a table, smiling at the turn out and eager to enjoy the event.

Silver smiles at maxtor "Me to!"

Maxtor takes his seat at the table.

Lorimis takes his place at the main table.....as he begins gently tapping his metal mug with a knife for silence, the Abbey mice bring out the largest TROUT one has ever seen, the steam rolls off the tender white flakes, and you can smell lemon, and thyme, and spices, as the tick cream sauce just coats the large fish

Rayuwil, flanked by two other squirrels, makes his way into Great Hall, looking around. A badger; but not the one he was expecting, and also a hare, stand out with dozens of others around. Although, with him decked out like he is, he himself is sure to stand out... the one squirrel to his left is seen announcing the king to a mouse checking a list of expected attendees, although the list grows as the mouse is actually just tallying who walks through the doors... he notes the hush come over the place and waits for the abbot - they are late, and somebeast is to blame for this! The squirrelking grits his teeth.

Maxtor stares in amazement. "Wow!...that's a big fish"

Silver just like's his lips

Maxtor coughs. "Silver, we have to wait for the Abbot to say grace"

Hafyaramla slides off of the table into the seat next to Flicktail, pulling the fox gently off her ear and holding him out towards his father. "Mmm, would ya mind?" She says, watching the fish over his shoulder.

Lorimis smiles to Maxtor as the hall hushes "Gentle Beasts and distinguished guests Much has happened this season, A vermin Army occupying the Abbey, the renewal of the Army of North Mossflower, the Death of Anba_hor, and the loss of many many friends. But Our Guiding spirit, Martin has brought us back, So while a bit late I am ready to Name this season and after that the feast can begin, I have choosen a name for this Season" he pauses for dramatic effect

Oz quietly watches and waits

Flicktail smiles and takes Benick back, who would much rather have hare ear then steamed fish

Hafyaramla pulls her ear down in front of her face and a corner of her cloak up with the other, wiping the fox spit off. Not so good at paying attention.

Lorimis says, "Bow your heads....."We give thanks to the great Spirit, for Martin, the good beasts of this Abbey, and in spite of the hardship the vermin inflicted this bountiful feast. I declare this season to be............"The Season of Returning! " he smiles "please every beast enjoy our feast and festival, the Otters have Tumblers, and you will note high above...we have voles on a high wire, and we even have a fire eating HARE! all to please and delight the senses! Enjoy the feast and thank every beast!"

Maxtor bows his head

The king's eyes widen at the words of the abbot - something surprises him, maybe? Rayuwil is eager and he makes his way towards the table, as inconspicuously as he can manage, to take a seat next to the badger. He's hidden behind him from the vantagepoint of the abbot, so there's that at least. The king looks slowly up to the beast's shoulders and head and back down again, clearing his throat nervously. Badgers are noble, right? So this seat must be suitable for him to occupy. He bows his head, finally.

Oz bows his head

Silver bow's his head

Hafyaramla's head is already bowed in the task of cleaning her ear, and when she glances around, every beast is doing the same thing. Oh. Right. Time to look thoughtful and respectful.

Flicktail smiles quietly as over the Hush Benick calls out loudly "OZ!"

Martha bows her head and listens happily to the Abbot's speech- though the pointing out of the entertainment surprises her a bit and she's determined to look up to see those voles the next chance she has.

Oz looks over as the dibbun screams his name, he makes a shhhhh sound.

Maxtor seems confused by Oz's actions...what is Oz doing?

Lorimis gives a nod as a Squirrel in a red coat and top hat strides forward and touches a flame to her palm, there is a bright flash and the scent of fresh pine as she says "Thank you let the feast begin!" an otter comes up juggling 12 balls in front of the Squirrel king for his amusement.

Silver frown's "Well i hope i am not the fire eating hare!"

Lorimis begins slicing off Fish and delights and passing out plates

Maxtor laughs. "Don't Worry Silver, your not the fire eating hare, your the food eating hare". He nearly laughs himself out of his chair but thankfully a nearby abbey beast rebalances his chair for him.

Flicktail smiles and points high up as a Squirrel is on a high wire strung abovethe tables..the beast's tail flicks to and fro for balance as he does a head stand on the wire

Hafyaramla looks up, very confused by the assorted entertainment. She glances at Silver as he speaks. She reaches beneath the table and pulls out her medicine flask. She pauses. On second thought...

Rayuwil takes his seat and looks up immediately to see the otter leap up onto the tabletop, nimbly darting in and out of the food and juggling the multicolor blur that forms almost a perfect circle in midair. The king grins, and coughs, looking over at the badger, "Quite a talent, to manage so many of them - this abbey certainly has the most curious folk here, don't you agree?"

Silver grab's a plate and start's to eat...well every thing "Mumm this fish is top hole!"

a vole walks up to Maxtor and smiles "excuse me sir, may I get that thing behind your ear?' before Maxtor can stop, she shows her empty paws ...she reaches out and produces a silver shilling from behind Maxtor's ear "Sir I believe THIS is yours" she hands him the shilling.

Maxtor is eating from a decently sized plate. He is eating a little more than normal because of his blizzard incident this week. But he is still eating LESS than the hare

Maxtor nods at the vole. "Thank you"

Hafyaramla picks at her plate. The fish really is quite good, but the activity around her is... quite distracting... she ends up staring blankly across the table and sees...a badger and fancy Squirrel. She wonders how exactly she ended up in a place like this.

High above the squirrel begins to FALL...he teeters until 2 Voles jump from above, landing on a long pole on either side of the squirrel high wire as if to steady him, he wasn't falling he leaps up landing on his foot paws awaiting the hoped for applause

Silver smiles finshing of ALL the food on his plate start's to fill another filling his face at the same time "Well i say this cake is wonderfull...Mumm so are the apple pastery's!"

Oz nods "It would seem,..first one of these I have been too use to live in the northlands."

Up on the windocil a very young otter has 2 flaming battons which he twirls with great fanfare..leaping to the floor he tumbles without once missing a twirl of teh flamming batons

Rayuwil purses his lips as he drinks the wine, after taking a piece of the fish to eat. "Rodigero! Come here with that sack of wine I told you to bring, you dullard! This wine here is not paired to my taste with such a bitter fish... pour some in there, would you?" The squirrel reluctantly comes forward, pouring out the contents of the sack into the glass. "Yes, your majesty." Bow. Back out of the king's way. Good. He looks over at his partner, relieved. Rayuwil turns to the badger again, "Ah, the north. I had a good friend who used to travel there often... and but he was always wont to return to his warm home in the south.

Maxtor nods at the hare as he munches on some of the fish and some rolls and deeperenever pie and some strawberry cordial to go with it. "I have not tried the cake yet, I think I will eat some of the normal food first"

a hare maiden comes up in front of Silver, decked out in Rhinestones "oh Good Suh try THIS cake' she holds out a DELICIOUS looking white cake and offers a knife to Silver "would you cut it please" her rhinestone tunic has full "tails"

Flicktail applaudes the Tumbler otter, the actors beam when they hear they have delighted the feasters

Oz nods "If you are in the northlands long enough you get use to the cold, was there 10 seasons...but dont think I will return, no reason to..." He seems to think on something as he drinks a little water,.."Besides no family there...just an adopted son here is all."

Martha applauds the entertainment between eating the food from her own plate and stealing glances at the squirrel-king's retinue more than the king himself. Almost like she's looking for someone.

Silver frown's at maxtor"Why would you eat food in a pattern?"grin's at the hare maid "Well I would love to cut it!"

Hafyaramla frowns at Rayuwil, becoming quite intrigued by the foreign squirrel. She puts her elbow on the table and leans into her paw. she doesn't mean to stare but, well...

Maxtor grins at Silver. "Cuse It maidkes mor sense" he says with his mouth full as he refills his plate with other assorted goodies.

When Silver presses the knife to the cake there is a flash of powder, and from the cake, bursts 4 Sparra warriors, who begin to do a display of precision flying swooping among themselves and the guests, in the place of the cake is a smaller sweet cupcake "for you Suh" the Hare maiden bows offering the confection to Silver

High above the voles form a Pyramid on the thin tight rope.

Rayuwil nods at the badger, "Were you... not able to find a suitable queen? That is common, of badgers, as I hear. Personally, I would not adopt unless I knew the lad was of at least half-noble blood. I suppose I shall have to try for another son soon, as my one and only met his fate some time ago." The king trails off with a sigh, taking another sip of wine. His eyes roll upward to take in the high-wire spectacle. "Mmmm... *slurp* that seems dangerous..."

The Ringmaster, a female Squirrel steps up to Hafyaramla and says "excuse me iss..woudl you pull this kerchif from my pocket?

The Hare maide disapeared from in front of Silver to go to another guest with another trick

Oz sighs,he knows what he means, he gets some soup.."I..had a wife,and son...but,...they died" he doesnt go into details how.."And a season later I found Maxtor,saved him from a fire...he had lost his family so I..I started to care for him as if he was my own son."

Silver now finshed with the cupcake go's after some soup

the soup, predictably is Hotroot soup, with shrimps

Flicktail makes his way to Maxtor "how do ye loikes it lad?

Hafyaramla turns to the hare and cringes. She's seen enough to know something's up, but she doesn't see another way out of this...She takes the cloth and pulls cautiously.

Rayuwil notices the hare staring and does a double take on her, but is distracted by his conversation with the badger. "Oh, yes? He is here? I don't see... wait, do you mean the mou... oh.." He clears his throat. "Oh, I see..."

Lorimis sits at the table now that all beasts are served, and begins to eat himself smiling as he applauds the juggler beside him "Oh how WONDERFUL what skill!

Silver sits back down and pull a small bag out of his pack and start to put it on his soup

As Hafyaramla pulls..more and more kerchif emmerges, much more then can fit in a pocket..still it look like a normal pocket, the actor smiles "oh please....I must get it out of my pocket' so far there are several meters of silk.

Silver asks, "would you like some hotroot max?""

Hafyaramla is perplexed and slightly annoyed, and she looks questioningly up at the squirrel. 'Well really, wot else am I supposed ta do?" she asks, pulling faster on the chain of kerchiefs.

Oz eats some soup and dipd his bread into it. He watches the show as he eats.

Quite a few come out but at the end, out pops a red rose "oh Thank you M'lady" the Squirrel says "may I put this rose for you behind your ear? i think it will go nicely with your eyes

Maxtor attempts to try some hotroot. He immedieatly spits it out and downs his strawberry cordial quickly to get rid of the burning taste. "Tastes good, but it is way too hot"

an otter patcs Maxtor on the back chuckling "Hot Root soup nothing Hotter fer an otter!

Silver shrug's and keep's puting more on his soup "Your loss"

in the highe wire, the Voles all Leap onto trapeese set up from teh abbey ceiling, as they swing, The Sparras dart between them and the Voles fly from one trapeeze to another

Maxtor munches on candied chestnuts and some of the cake that Silver mentioned. It is actuallly pretty good. He stops for a minute, he is full but he does not care. He continues to eat until he is finished with his cake.

Oz gets some cake after his soup is done and drinks some more water.

Silver now finshed with his soup go's after a large salad

Lorimis taps his mug again gently Calling for silence

Martha has her head tilted most of the time to watch the performance above. Occasionally she does remember to eat though, or has another look at the King's retinue which takes her to looking at everyone else too before she's looking up once more.

Maxtor sits his plate down. He is quite full, and thankful for all the food. "What a good feast, A good feast calls for a good nap afterwards". He now focuses on watching all the assorted entertainment

teh Salad has peppers, green red and gold, lettus, tomatoes, celery, carrots, beats, and a wonderful rasberry vinigarette

Imoen has stayed upstairs and just now does she come down, she wears her light green and blue dress and watches the going on for a while longer before she comes down,..-whoa- thats alot of beasts as her eyes go wide...yeah she is staying up here.

Lorimis stands "gentle beasts, i want to recognize some very special beasts' once a hush falls, all of the Abby order begin escorting injured beasts to seats "these are the beasts that defended Redwall" some have lose a leg, some an arm, some an eye, some are scared, others seem healthy beasts "let us all offer our thanks! thru our applause" Lormis begins slapping his shoulder in the manner of applause of the time, as the beasts all look very embarrassed but are all smiles, Lorimis Pushes Flicktail out there as well

Flicktail looks embarassed but stand soutthere, waving To Imoen as a hare Maiden, aperfomer in Rhinestomes come up to Imoen Showing Imoen she has nothing in her paws she says ;excuse me miss...what is that behind your ear?

Maxtor watches as the rat maid enters the room. "Umm...hi?

Oz watches as the couple beast go up front.

Lorimis room-pages, "well IS anyon logging this? be a shame notto save it :0".

Silver smile's " wondering when you would show up imoen!"

Oz room-pages, "umm paste/copy it maybe..i cant sorry".

High above on the Trapeze a Vole does a triple summer sault in mid air between 2 Trapezes

Imoen stays where she is

Imoen blinks at the hare,"Huh..what?"

The hare reaches out slowly and produces a gold coin from behind the rat maiden's ear, She smiles gently and offers the real gold coin to Imoen "I think this is yours"

Imoen blinks "Umm..thanks." she decides to come ahead in the room and sits down, just not to close to everyone.

Flicktail's ears flat as everyone cheers the heros of the Abbey war....Quickly wanting to be out of the lime light

Lorimis wavies to Martha "hello marths! good ta see ya!

Silver watche's imone "Come join us over here Imone ther is a spot by me and Oz!"

Flicktail looks up to Martha "well ello there

Maxtor starts to fall asleep, but bangs his head on the table..yep that woke him up. "Ouch!".

Silver laugh's "That will teach you to fall asleap at a feast max!"

Maxtor rubs his head. "Oh shut up". He teases the hare

Martha waves back to the Abbot and then to Flicktail after applauding along for the defenders. One paw reaching for some bread to munch on.

Imoen sighs, she looks around at the beasts gathered and stays quiet,she gets a bit of pastry and nibbles it quietly.

Flicktail moves toward Martha, all smiles

Silver put on a mock face that is quite good "Well if i shut my mouth how am i going to eat!?!"

the Ringmistress, a Squirrel in a Tux walks over to Imoen and squats down "Were pretty nice Honey...I hear you really sing well...why don't you have somethin ta eat, and then..if you want...you could sing for us

Maxtor just grins. "You'll eat us all out of the abbey if you eat any more". He laughs very badly, this time his chair DOES fall over. Wow, the last few minutes haven't been good to Maxtor have they?

Maxtor gets up slowly. He is okay but he carefully sits back down.

Oz yawns and falls asleep in his nice cozy chair, tired and full of food.

Martha smiles back at the fox champion over her bread. "Hello F-Flicky. You l-looked rather embarrassed for g-getting a very little recognition; y-you deserved it, y-you know though."

Silver frown's. not giving up he grab's all the food within reach put's it on a tray, stand's up and sits down by imoen.

Flicktail says, "Thank ye Martha, but...well oi did wot any beast would ave, any GOOD beast, you be lookin well...wot do ya think o them Voles up there? never saw a flyin vole afore"

Imoen shrugs, she just eats some bread, cake, and a drink of strawberry juice.

Maxtor sips some Strawberry Cordial, he refills his cup and continues to sip it.

Lorimis moves down to the Squirrel King "welcome Great king" he smiles

Martha looks up and beams. "It's amazing. I-I've only s-seen birds or b-bats up there b-before, n-never a vole. They're v-very good. Fr-friends of yours, by any ch-chance?"

Flicktail says, "never seen em afore, Father Abbot gots em"

Maxtor starts to fall asleep again and decides against it. Last time he made that decison it hurt...literally

Silver smile's and watches the vole's "Hope the rope will not break!"

Lorimis says, "if the rope breaks, master Silver, they would fall right in your food' he smiles"

Imoen gets up and starts to leave the room.

Silver smile's "Whare are you of to Imoen you just got here?"

Rayuwil looks at the abbot, "Hello, Lorimis, and thank you... I have come back from being away. My army has long since moved out, but I have several things about which I must ask the good folk of this area. Please, if I may have a moment, when you can." He clears his throat and motions Rodigero, "Give the abbot some of our good wine, for his trouble in preparing this great feast." "Yes sir..." The humble squirrel offers the abbot a goblet.

Lorimis says, "We haven't much King Rayuwil, after the Vermin army left us pretty cleaned out, but what do you need and we will see what we can do"

Rayuwil nods to Rodigero; the fool is learning to be not such a blunderer as he was, "If you do not trust it, I will drink of it myself - goodness knows the fox who is now dead as I hear had put a terrible fear in all of us for toxic food and drink.

"The Abbot? M-my. W-well, he's full of surprises, isn't he? I w-wonder how he f-found them..." The hedgemaid wonders as she looks to the Abbot and looks back up again. Martha's still smiling happily, too and keeps putting food down to applaud a little.

Maxtor calmly watches the entertainment. He is fully awake now and well aware of everything that is going on around him

Flicktail smiles and offers Martha his Winterfeast Gift a small package

After the brief interlude with the squirrel, Ram has settled into the flow of the feast, doing her best not to stick out too much, drinking a mug of strawberry ale, not her first, and observing other beasts. Mainly the squirrel king.

Lorimis smiles as a Mouse deckes out with a red robe and white beard appears and begins passing out presents

Lorimis takes the wine and takes a hearty swallow smiling

Imoen shrugs and watches the beasts "I.."

Imoen sits down "I..I will stay, just...there is alot here"

Maxtor nods at the rat. "What is wrong?"

The Red suited Mouse walks up to King Rayusil and offers a package, same to Rodigero, but only when the king is occupied so the King cannot say something about it

Imoen looks at Maxtor, "I..nothing is wrong." she sits and hums softly to her self...thinking.

Silver smile's "Well that is ok thay are good beast you can trust them!"

Maxtor says, "Right....nothings wrong...then why does one look so worried hmm?""

Rayuwil smiles back at the abbot, "I am glad it is to the liking of such an experienced palette. I will appreciate any arrangement that can be made in the aftermath of such a terrible circumstance. You would have had my full help, had my army been in the area..." He looks at the mouse in the red suit strangely, "Excuse me, but..." The king hands the gift to the third squirrel, "Thank you, I suppose..." He's still confused, and shoots the abbot this confused look.

Martha accepts the package from the fox with a rather surprised face. "Oh my. Um. Th-thankyou." Clearly she wasn't expecting it at all.

Imoen glares at Maxtor and starts to slap him but stops herself, she hmmmphs"RUDE!"..she blushes as beasts stare at her and she excuses herself and runs off to the library.

Lorimis asks, "so what do you need from us, Good King?" he smiles"

Maxtor just sits there...."Umm....Okaaayy"

Flicktail winks to Maxtor "Oi aven't figured out female beasts either

Maxtor nods to the fox. "Yep...girls...weird"

Flicktail smiles to Martha as she unwraps it, it is a carving Flicktail made of Martha, smiling and standing in the Abbey Cellar door, accurate down to the last quil

Silver frown's "Come on max let's go find imoen!"

Rayuwil snaps out of his stupor at replies, "Well, only any news you may have of the whereabouts of the remainder of Hactor's forces. I know this is not the subject you hope to dwell upon at such a joyful celebration... but the rest of us must be on our wits for where the fox might be lingering. Anything you know about the direction, or anything proposed before the retreat that may be a clue..."

Hafyaramla's attention wanders and lands on flicktail, ears twitching as the conversation about girls is volleyed between him and Maxtor. She moves again onto the table, now that the food is mostly gone. Better vantage point from there.

Maxtor shakes his head. "Nah, Lets stay in here. She didn't look like she wanted to be followed"

Flicktail says, "last I heard, he had agreed to try to peacefully set up his own Kingdom, in Ruinegate, minuse his right arm of course"

Martha peers, rather amazed by the gift. "Th-thankyou Flicky," She moves to offer a hug, being very careful with her spikes. "I'll p-put it on m-my windowsill."

Imoen comes back after a few moments and looks at all the beasts,she stays on the step leading to the library.

Flicktail smiles and Hugs the hedgemaiden, then looks to Ram...andten to Imoen, waving both over if they are free

Silver frown's "Sorry max imoen... well she is a nice beast just need to get to know her!"

Imoen blinks,she walks over to Flicktail slowly.

Hafyaramla has been nothing but free for quite a while now. She stand up carefully and hops down to the floor. She has to pause and steady herself before she approaches Flicktail, mug in hand. "Yes, wot is it, Abbey Champion?"

Flicktail puts apaw around Imoen warmly "hello Gel...you looks nice in at dress..This be me friend Martha, she helps with the things in teh cellar

Flicktail puts apaw around Imoen warmly "hello Gel...you looks nice in at dress..This be me friend Martha, she helps with the things in teh cellar

Flicktail smiles to Ram "Oi wanted ya to meet me newest friend, this be Imoen

Imoen nods her hello.

Martha smiles and offers a little wave to Imoen. "Hello th-there." And a nod to Hafyaramla with the same smile, "H-hello again."

Maxtor sits in his chair quietly.

Imoen clears her thoat "Umm..flicktail,should I..ummm still sing?"

Silver frown's seeing that he is runing out of food in front of him. "Well i say i am runing out of food..."

Flicktail says, "Oi would loikes to hear you, but only if ya wants to......would ya lokes to? i will get them quiet to hear you..."

Hafyaramla turns and looks between Martha and Imoen, trying to figure out which to greet first. Finally she crouches down, to be eyelevel with Imoen, setting the mug on the floor. She sticks her paw out for the ratmaid to shake, "A pleasure, young miss." She nods somberly.

Maxtor grins at the hare. "Oh no...the horror!....the horror!"

an abby mouse brings Silver a new fresh steamed fish

Maxtor grins at the hare. "Oh thank goodness, I thought Silver was going to die of starvation"

The abbey mouse mutters something about Hare's and walking stomachs

Imoen shakes the paw,she has yet to really say much or even sing...if she is going to sing.

Silver grab's the food and start's to dig into it "Aye i did to max!"

Rayuwil nods at Flicktail, "Sir Flicktail, this is news I am grateful for, and I have to thank you for slaying the one evil I was not able to take care of myself. You are truly noble - you must be part wolf, I think, for you stand apart from your vermin brethren." A compliment? Maybe? The king bows and takes his two henchmen and excuses himself from table.

Flicktail blinkes 'well thanky ye King' his ears flat in mild embarrassment "oi needed ta protek me friends, specially me..King Friend

Flicktail claps his paws, and The Ringmaster Squirrel claps her paws "May I have your attention please!" she offers a paw to Imoen, as several of the voles focus candles thru lenses to make a spot light "come Out here Miss Imoen...may I introduce you?

Hafyaramla Stands up, still smiling at The rat, though she is addressing Martha. "I dinnae think that I ever learnt yar name, miss..."

Silver finshing of the fish get's up to find some more cake

Imoen gasps, she frowns..stage frieght it would seem,she at first shakes her head no and looks ready to bolt out the door, she then decides to walk over, ok she can do this.

"Ladies and gentle beasts, We have a young Talent here, who I am sure you will Love, this is Miss Imoen! and she will sing for you now a song from her heart" she smiles snugging Imoen for encouragement as she steps out of the Ring so Imoen can have the spot light, she whispers to Imoen "don't worry I will be here if you need ANYthing

Maxtor turns his attention to the announcement and watches the nervous rat

Silver grin's trying to deside what is better the fact that imoen came out or the cake he found.

"It's Martha, m-miss." The hedgehog answers Hafyaramla, with a slight expectant tone, for a name exchanged. And then she's looking to Imoen, smiling happily and looking forward to the song.

Imoen frowns, she then slowly steps forwards and watches them all, she gulps a little and closes her eyes, she then opens them and clears her throat, nervous a bit but smiles as she sings, a soft sweet voice and she is a rat so may be surprising at the softness of the voice..." Dreams to dream In the dark of the night When the world goes wrong I can still make it right I can see so far in my dreams I'll follow my dreams Until they come true...." she smiles as she goes on. " Come with me..."

Maxtor looks up in the amazement. That rat has talent...wo

Hafyaramla turns to watch the event, and almost kicks over her mug on the floor. "Oh!" She bends over quickly and picks up the mug, clutching it to her chest. "Right, well...Martha, It's Ram. Nice ta be met." she whispers under her breath, eyes still on Imoen.

Silver look's up from the cake to listen to Imoen sing

Imoen smiles as she gets a little less nervous, she sings acouple more verses of the song,feeling the room with song, " Inside...you and me....dreams do come...true.." She finishes the song and smiles softly at all the beasts watching her.

Flicktail listes ears perked, as the whole Hall hasgone silent all hearts stolen by the rat gel

Rayuwil is charmed by the sound, and smiles after the ratmaid. "Huh... well, I'd never considered the female persuasion of vermin to be anything but - but she can certainly quiet the hall, can she not?!" He elbows one of his squirrel charges, "Go over, tell her to come hither, when she is finished the tune."

Maxtor claps after the rat is finished. "Good Show". He yawns, he is getting pretty tired.

Silver clap's forgeting about his cake "Wonderfull!"

Imoen smiles and quickly sits down,that wasnt so hard...she nods to a couple beasts,smileing.She looks up as a beast motions for her to see the king,she looks over and sits a few more moments before she goes over.

The Hall erupts in applause, a genuine affection for the beautiful song. It seems Lorimis even has an award for her, a gold meddalion that says "1st Place for singing"

Maxtor falls asleep, finally. He is quite tired and manages to not have any more accidents in his attempt to fall asleep. Soon he is sound asleep

Imoen blushes at all the attention.

Hafyaramla finishes clapping quickly, as it is difficult with a drink in her paws. She leans against a wall idly, watching Imoen meet the strange bejewelled squirrel.

Silver go's back to eating his cake.

Lorimis stands "enjoy the feast all! We have alot of cleaning to do, and I mustbe about, Old mouse get's tired easily you know

Lorimis says, "that was beautiful Imoen"

The king bows as Imeon approaches, "My good lass, that was spectacular. Your voice deserves to be in a hall as great as this at every occasion, and if such as yours were everywhere, there would cease to be fighting and conflict, I swear of it!"

Imoen smiles"Thanks" She nods to both the abbot and the King.

The Show beasts seem to be wrapping it up now, they pant and get some drinks, and some food, as the nights festivities wind down, though a string band arrives to play music and let beasts dance

Flicktail asks, "Dance wi me Ram?"

Imoen smiles and sits down in a nearby chair and decides to eat a little more cake and drink some juice. She decides to just listen and relax the rest of the night.

Martha smiles, leaning back, soothed by the pretty song and satisfied by the food. She looks a bit sleepy herself; which perhaps isn't surprising for a hedgehog in winter and, after nearly nodding off in her chair, she gets up to take her plate to the kitchen and rest a little.

Hafyaramla looks up from her cup (now empty) where she'd been staring deep in thought. "Oh, Flicktail..." She flushes again, more easily now, due to the ale. "Dinnae think that's...dinnae know...Jus' learned this aftahnoon an' all..."

Flicktail asks, "so what?" he smiles offering his paw "please?"

Silver now finshed with his cake stand's up to find somthing else

Rayuwil sees the place thinning out. He has seen much and eaten even more - the place isn't so bad, with it scraped clean of the evil scum that was often in and out of the place... he yawns, and turns to retire upstairs.

Flicktail says, "G'noight Rayuwil King"

Hafyaramla looks at the fox's paw for a moment, and while he is busy bidding adieu to the King, she places her mug in his paws, smiling and running her paws through her headfur.

The king turns and bows. "Mossflower owes you a debt of gratitude, Flicktail. Goodnight."

Flicktail blinks and sets the mug down "do at mean no?' he cocks his head.

Silver sit's down with another salad "Mumm this salad look wonderful.”

Flicktail Chuckles at Silver.

Hafyaramla too turns her attention towards Silver, and suddenly she realizes she's barely eaten...really only had a portion of trout. "Per'aps...When the crowd's thinned a bit more..."She beckons him to follow her to the table.

Silver look's at flicktail "what is so funny?

Flicktail looks innocent "oh not a thing....But thats ok Ram..Oi should check on the gate meself.”

Hafyaramla watches Flicktail leave, sliding into a seat. She's only slightly more clumsy than usual, and focuses on the picked over remains of the food. Of course its just the hares left at the end of the feast.