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I hate to do this, I really do but seems I can no longer be on Redwall (Not going into detail, sorry.) . Also most will say don't have character die as what if they come back one day.....well me and the Player won't. So that means my characters won't be back either and I don't want anyone role playing out that they are in the background or on some mission for a long long time and writes letters. NONE of that please.My characters will be gone in some way or another listed below. I have talked to those that needed talked to that I role played with a lot.

I am sorry if this messes up any future role plays.I know Tarsa was a high rank officer too..sorry. Please respect my choices on what happen with my characters, thank you.

Aella- She was the Log-A-Log....

The tribe was serious broken down after the horde threat,and winter is not kind to them after some supplies were lost, they had learned they were lost after checked the camp as that horde messed the camp. Also a lone bandit group attacked the camp, all the bandits were slain but not before the Log-A-Log was killed. The shrews are without a Log-A-Log now, they are still a group of about 10-15 shrews.

Maybe someone can step up and be the new Log-A-Log as like to see the Guosim stay alive on the muck.

Ximena- She was a healer in Mossflower Defenders, and then was a slave in Blackrose but got freed...

She lost a paw from an infection and one eye. She decided to go Willowbark to live as she heard the slavers that had captured her as still around and his caused her fear. And yes I did get the Ok to say she went to live there, she will get there safely and be a healer there. So Ximena is alive, just in Willowbark and she is the only one of my characters who is alive and living elsewhere.

Tarsa- She was a Sargent, Drill Sargent in the LP and a fighter....

Dead and found on the beach near the village path.

http://forum.rwmuck.org/viewtopic.php?pid=2113#p2113

Who:

Tarsa- Sargeant in the LP and Fighter

Hanzi- Recruit in the LP

Felicity- Corporial and runner in the LP

Rudolfo-Fighter and Priavte in the LP

Zolomon- Runner and Private first Class in LP

Dominik- Fighter and Private in the LP

Melantha- Leader of the Blackrose

Stormfang- 2Nd in command of The Blackrose

Log:

Hanzi just looks over the edge and frowns, he should just leave..really he should or maybe they will tell him to leave knowing his luck.

Tarsa walks up and clears her throat "A word..words..please"She will wait till he reacts before she speaks.

Hanzi frowns and slowly turns, a salute and he stands at attention, says nothing as he rather not be even more grumbled at or worse.

Tarsa steps closer "What all do you know from the time this...Blackrose had you captive and I don't mean recently, bound to be something you remember besides the tattoos..behaviors? Anything is helpful."

Hanzi ears droop "I..well..the cat is in charge and guess she still is but their numbers are fairly low and right now she has mainly ferrets and weasels and that marten, oh and the rat....he has no tail now."He looks down now "I..am sorry for trouble caused..kick me out if needed, I likely deserve it. No one likes me I already know that.."

Tarsa snorts"I will not turn in a report to...kick you out. I am just surprised you got loose and got here but I will just call it luck is on your side. You did point out where this base is and me and two others are going...you are staying here, I am not sure what to do with you, what goes through your mind even. Is this what you want to be a long patrol hare or ....2nd thoughts?"

Hanzi answers "I do..I want to be a long patrol hare. I know I have no...good skills but I want to learn...please." He frowns "I..have no family, those..slavers made sure of that, I have..no one."

And at this moment, who should come up but Corporal Felicity, in uniform and everything! She spots the 2 before she's even fully exited the stairwell. Seeing the Sergeant's posture and having heard her tone of voice, the Runner cringes slightly. She stops right at the top of the stairs, hesitating, unsure of if she should interrupt or not. She clears her throat, waiting to see if she's noticed or not.

Tarsa sighs and closes her eyes, opening them and looking towards Felicity, she looks at Hanzi"I have a mission to get to and you likely have class or something to attend to Hanzi"

Hanzi nods "Yes Marm...I do, reading and writing class. I can..get to that, excuse me"He salutes them both and walks on to the doorway and disappears below.

Felicity watches the Recruit leave and sighs. "Oi vey....d'y'want me to try talkin' to 'im when this mess with th' slavahs is ovah, Sah?" She salutes, then relaxes (sort of) into an at-ease position. "An' I'm about as ready t'go as I'll evah be."

Tarsa nods "Then...we get Dominik and head out. We find the slavers...and destroy them, burn down the base after the slaves are free and show the Long Patrol is not someone to...mess with. Slavers can not stay alive on these shores."Her voice just has ice in it as she speaks of these slavers. She adds a little more quietly "Also a marten if seen, make no direct eye contact with him"

Felicity nods. "Aye. No slavah shall live through this battle, not if I 'ave any say. No direct eye contact? That should be fairly easy, but I'll definitely keep that in mind, Sah. .....do we 'ave any clue of just 'ow many of these blaggahds we're facin'? I feel a bit bettah when I 'ave an idea of what I'm goin' up against."

Tarsa speaks as she walks, "A dozen maybe and yes there is some marten with violet-Grey eyes he ...I don't know can make a hare or someone do something."She frowns "Reminds me..I still need to mention that little book and why it has an arrow buried in it"

=Short while later, night time=

Tarsa made sure only a small number came, very small it seems like 3 hares came all together as she scans the area and stays very alert and frowns, "Well...ok it is small, good then...lets hope this is easy"

Stormfang paces back and forth and mutters to himself. Why is he a guard today he should be elsewhere is what he should be. He frowns at his missing tail, yeah he will make them pay later for that. He keeps a cutlass with him as he glaces around.

Felicity came with her Sergeant, short sword sheathed at her side and loaded sling in her paw. "I doubt 'twill be easy, Sah," she murmurs, "but may'ap it will. Where are the slaves kept, do we know?" She stays hidden, her uniform camouflaging her as it should. Peering at the base, she takes in the scene with a serious scowl, listening to what the other hares say.

Rudolfo is inside the small building, the one cell made in the back in fact with a couple other beasts as he sighs, he glaces at the hamster and then the door "Things been quiet today, little too quiet for my likening if ask me"

Zolomon sighs "Who knows...from pass events quiet isn't always good when comes to vermin whom been know ta be causing trouble, then the group is smallish...for now "He adds at the end with a frown.

Melantha makes her way to the cell area and glares at Stormfang"We need to find a better location and soon, this place is too small and not so well hidden and you let that one hare get away? Your an idiot....and where is Taz?"

Tarsa frowns "No..but there seems to be one building so can't be too bad and perfect time to attack..when they are weak"

Stormfang says, "Not my fault I wasn't there..Freddy was and he got knocked out and it was dark..if I was there I would of taken his tail, he took MY TAIL...ya know..a tail fer a tail right boss?""

It's probably good that Felicity can't hear the argument very well, or else she'd be struggling to not laugh like a maniac. "Should we go 'round th' back an' look for a window, freein' the slaves and then well all attack the vermin? Or do y' 'ave a different plan?" I mean, plans sometimes need to be altered once you're in the situation, right? So the Corporal is waiting on her Sergeant's orders before she makes a move.

Rudolfo is where he can hear the cat and rat ague and shakes his head "Well it was quiet not so much now"

Zolomon frowns, he nods "Well I don't plan to stay long if can help it. I have seen worse vermin that these..trust me, just hope this group don't get to that point ever"

Melantha snorts as she speaks to Stormfang..other beasts are 4 ferrets, 2 weasels and a lone fox that looks to be sleeping some reason. The marten seems to be away for now"Well still he got away....we need a better...bigger base and better guards but I plan to expand..recruit more vermin, be feared...should of happen in Mossflower but hey...maybe this area is better hmm?" She chuckles.

Tarsa looks to see what they are up agasit" Small building....a front and likely back door..maybe from both ends. I would say could of brought more but less is good as has less attention."She has her saber "Lets go we have friends to free.

Dominik had formulated a plan of his own; the massive hare would hang back and cover the rear of the group, in case of any possible ambushes that were set up. In all honesty that likely would not be the case with this particular group, they didn't seem to be big fans of strategy or preparation. As a side benefit, it also would likely scare the living heck out of the slavers whenever Dom would finally make his approach. Despite his size, he manages to stay quiet as he moves along a short distance behind the other Patrollers, and the buck had covered himself entirely in charcoal so as to color his fur as dark as the night...it made it easier for him to hide in the shadows.

Stormfang grins" Yeah be feared....maybe slowly slay...enslave all the bunnys..."He thinks "What about the stripedog though, how do you get rid of that? He's tall..and sort of.....tall and strong."

Felicity nods quietly, refraining from double checking where the huge hare is. It's just creepy how he's managed to stay hidden this long. Whirling her sling silently, she whispers, "Just say the word, Sah. I'm beyond ready." She does everything her superior officer signals for her to do, moving off when she does.

Rudolfo frowns and steps back from the cell door "Something is upland likely not good."

Zolomon sighs "Maybe we need to think of a plan, they have to open the door soon right? Maybe we try to knock a guard out or something."

Melantha says, "I am not worried about some stupid badger or hares.....I don't fear those things and if we happen to take out some hares..his fault right?" She smirks, its funny to her, "Sides..one reason to gain numbers, or see if Taz is serious on trying to fight it""

Tarsa motions for Felicity to follow, a ferret sees them but is grabbed by Tarsa who slams the ferret into the side of the building door and drops him,"Ok...have weapon out let's go"

And staying hidden is a small part of Dominik's plan. He is assuming that once the slavers see the other Patrollers, they will likely guess that Dom would be among them, however Dom plans on playing off of this to drop a nice little surprise right in their laps once he does appear. The hare quietly slinks along, careful to keep his pawsteps as noise-free as he possibly can. He had also forgone his usual sword for a pair of daggers, which are sheathed on his belt.

Stormfang asks, "You don't fear a badger?Ya insane boss..."He decides to go check around as he is bored."

Felicity nods and shifts her sling to her left paw, drawing her soot-darkened sword with her dominant right paw. After slamming the rock in her sling into the ferret's face for good measure, the Runner quietly slips along, peering around for enemies. As they get closer and she can finally clearly hear the cat and the rat conversing, her lips press into a thin line. Because of COURSE they want to dominate the shores. Vermin are freaks

Rudolfo listens and sighs " ok...that's if they open the cell doors..still have to catch them off guard to knock em out, the kid got lucky I think"

Zolomon says, "Oh they will open one way or another..."Least he hopes so. He goes to check on the hamster maid that is also here and frowns"When a chance to escape comes someone has to carry Ximena outta here""

Melantha rolls her eyes and walks away from the cell door and looks around the small building, a hallway to the cells and a larger room, where she will sit, off to the side. She plans to get a large place, more than one building, into her ownership soon. On the outside is still 4 ferrets, 2 weasels and that sleeping fox by the cell now, they need a better guard seems.

Tarsa looks at the small hallway and frowns, should be more guards on the inside but she guesses they are outside more. She nods to be quiet as she starts to go down the long hall and is slow, quiet as can be. She will note a possible room off to the side and one at the end of the hallway as well.

Dominik moves swiftly from tree to tree, hiding behind each one as best he can as he gets closer and closer to where the base is. Finally spotting his crew, the hare gives a silent nod if any happen to glance his way simply to reassure them that he had indeed followed them. He looms in the shadows between the wooded area, ready and willing to engage the enemy whenever the situation calls for it, and also to provide cover for them once the prisoners were secured.

Stormfang steps closer and stops...he sees at least Tarsa and draws his cutlass" Hey bunny....ya picked a bad time to visit "

Felicity did happen to glance in that direction, and she gives the big buck a grim smile to show that she saw him. When they get to the cell, she stops and takes in where all the enemies are, gauging which would be the best to attack first and preparing to charge. She crouches slightly, ready to spring the moment her Sergeant gives her the go-ahead. But then there's a tailless rat, and she decides to give herself the go ahead. Without a word, she leaps forward from behind the other hare maid and goes to slam her loaded sling into the rat's face, hoping to knock him unconscious before he can sound the alarm!

Rudolfo listens and blinks, "Someone else is here..I think, I..I don't know fer sure"

Zolomon walks slowly to the door"Wot ya mean someone else is here? Other than a guard?" Ok he is curious, other hares or other vermin maybe?

Melantha was about to relax or so she thought when she hears Stormfang speak and grumbles to herself as she gets up from her chair "What now?" She asks in a demanding voice.

Tarsa eyes narrow at the rat and she grips her cutlass, "Where are the slaves you vermin pest?" She looks to the side as she has likely alerted others by now but she is willing to fight if needed.

Dominik is on top of things, as two of the alerted ferrets who had started to approach Tarsa and Felicity from behind both suddenly slump to the ground, one right after the other in quick succession. The daggers Dom had brought are no longer on his belt any more, they are instead now embedded in the backs of the ferrets. Giving Tarsa and Felicity a smirk from where he crouches and a grim nod to continue, the buck remains in his position hiding nearby in the trees.

Stormfang grins "Well ya get past me...maybe your see em or maybe ya won't..who knows huh"Stormfang starts to step closer when the stone hits him in the snoat, he holds his nose with one paw and glares at Felicity"Or..take out another hare first."A couple weasels join in the fight now, ok so the rescue wont be perfect.

Rudolfo frowns "Fighting, clearly fighting chap"He grins now "Guess that lad did get outta the area and back to the mountain after all"

Zolomon smiles and chuckles "See...now the vermin are in trouble"He hmms "We need to get outta here and help the other hares fight"Yeah first the door needs open though of course.

Melantha steps into view and narrows her eyes "Great you long eared freaks are here to try and ruin my day, not gonna let my day be ruined by long eared heros!" She draws her blade and grins,"so..here to die or be my guests?"

Felicity smirks. "Oh, m'sorry, didn't see ya there, wot!" She goes to stab at a weasel, then kicks at the rat's stomach, swirling her loaded sling like a flexible club to try and hit the weasel in the head with it! "'Ow 'bout you die instead, pussy cat? Wot!" Where are the keeeeeys? They need the keys to open the door -- here's no way they have enough time to pick any locks right now!

Tarsa snorts "Neither"She keeps an eye on the cat as well as the rat as she steps back a little, she kicks a ferret that gets to close to her They have to get to the door, maybe one of the dead vermin have a key?

Stormfang smirks, ok a couple ferrets are dead and a weasel now, but there is still a couple ferrets and one weasel and oh look the fox woke up and blinks in confusion "Huh..what is going on?" The rat speaks"Hares about ta die...right boss?"

Dominik had taken into account the fact that the crew would likely be lacking in the whole 'key to open cell doors' aspect of things, and so the large buck strides out of his hiding place as he moves to approach the small base. He easily dispatches any of the vermin who stray too close, and he appears to be a hare on a mission as he gets closer and closer to the fighting. As the fox awakens, it really seemed to be bad timing for him as Dom suddenly looms over him. Reaching down a paw to grab at the fox's head, Dom tries to slam it against the wall to incapacitate him.

Rudolfo steps back from the door as he listens "Ok..may be wise to not be too close to the door but surely the vermin are clearly having a bad day now"

Felicity whips the loaded sling around to try and bash it into the rat's head again, just for good measure. Stabbing at the remaining weasel, she then leaps back to avoid any retaliation from the vermin.

Melantha just glares, "Fight them you idiots..."Where is Taz when you need him, on vacation? She then sees the large hare and her ears flatten against her head, the fox starts to try and stab the hare is just as quickly knocked out cold with a weak groan.

Tarsa lets felicity handle the rat and goes to try and slice at the feline while its distracted!

Dominik enters the base after taking out the fox, pausing to take a good look around to try and figure out the layout and where things are, exactly. Seeing Melantha, Dom grins at her and waves a paw. Spying an older looking door that is likely a cell door, Dom gives it a rap with a paw as he calls to anyone who may be inside..."Hello? Anyvun home?" He puts an ear to the door to see if he can hear anything from within, also keeping an eye out for any slaves that may try to engage him in battle.

Stormfang moves this time and sticks out his tongue at the hare maid "Ya missed.."The pebble hits a wall as he chuckles. He makes the mistake of backing close to Dominik, likely not too wise but his attention is on the other two hares.

Rudolfo grins "Hey ya....you have two hares in here chap..."He frowns and adds "And a very ill hamster maid whom needs a blooming healer quick fast"

Zolomon smiles "Dom!"He chuckles "Yeah the vermin are doomed now...we may be back in time for dinner at the mountain"

Felicity hadn't let her stone out of her sling, and as it misses it raps her on the knuckles. Seeing the predicament the rat is getting himself into, she hare maid sticks her tongue out in return. "Yeah, but I don't 'ave to be the one to slay you, y'pathetic slavah scum!" She goes to stab at the weasel, trying to, well, not die herself.

Melantha isn't sure which hare to attack...well maybe she should attack the one that looks like a higher rank, Blade in paw she charges towards Tarsa!

Tarsa has been alert this whole time and it seems the slavers numbers are going down not the hare's numbers, she catches sight of the feline and goes to block the blade at the last moment and then shove the cat into the closet wall with all her strength.

Dominik grins as he hears voices behind the door. "Hang tight, vil be vith in second." He spies Stormfang with his back turned to him, and the buck reaches out a large paw to try and grab him by the collar. If successful, Dom pulls the rat as hard as he can, shoving him back in the direction of the old door, and he tries to slam Stormfang into the door with as much force as he is able. Hopefully it is hard enough to knock the door off its hinges...or perhaps, even shatter it completely.

Stormfang starts to panic as he is grabbed and goes to stab the hares arm with his dagger, then he is slammed into the door a couple times. The 2nd time it's clear he is likely not getting back up and...cool he made a sort of key battling ram? Either way the door sort of creaks open slowly and the rat slumps to the floor....not getting up or moving again.

Rudolfo frowns as he looks at Zolomon like what in the seasons is going on on the other side of the door. He steps back as the door opens and blinks, "Well....seems the door was politely open wot"

Felicity is still dealing with the weasel, who has managed to not die yet. Their blades clash, then the Runner dances backwards and goes to kick him in the stomach! Twirling her still-loaded sling, she tries to hit him in the eye with the stone, then stab him in the chest with her short sword! Upon seeing what the huge hare is doing, she chirps, "Oh, good, Dominik, y'found the key!" She gasps as the weasel's blade finally connects, slicing her arm a little.

Zolomon chuckles, he goes to pick up the hamster maid and for now waits, yes he can run but he needs a clear path and will likely get to the mountain first as he decides that could be the best place, or would the village be best.

Melantha hisses as it seems her, a still alive ferret and an semi conscious fox is all that's left of the vermin, she is not counting Taz as he seems no where, she and him need a serious chat if she survives this. She hits the wall and growls, ears back as she goes to what looks like punch Tarsa, but there is a hidden dagger in her sleeve"Let GO..hare maid!"

Tarsa seems to keep forgetting to take that little pocket sized book from her ...well pocket, so moody this morning yeah she planned to give it back to Quinten to repair...well he will have to repair it even more as for a 2nd time in like a freaking 3-4 days? The book saves her..again as the dagger sinks into it, she does kick the cat in the stomach and stumbles backwards a couple feet surprised and then cusses loudly"Stupid cat...."

Dominik drops the rat to the floor as he suddenly goes limp after colliding with the cell door, and as it swings open slowly, Dom ducks his head to peek into the cell. "Does not look comfortable. Is likely vant to come vith us, yes?" The buck gives the other two hares a wink, before he simply reaches over to tear the door off its hinges, letting it drop to the floor with a thud. Heck, might as well finish the job, right? "Is restrained any vay?" he asks the two, before he spots the likely ill hamster maid. "Here, vil take. You two, help Felicity and Tarsa." He reaches down his paws to lift the hamster maid as gently as possible.

Felicity is still struggling with the weasel, who is more skilled then he looks. "A little 'elp 'ere, wot!" Their blades locked, the Corporal is hesitant to use her still-loaded sling/flexible club due to how close she is to her enemy -- hitting oneself in the head is not really a good option, y'know?

Rudolfo shakes his head "No..was tied earlier but got untied..."He frowns "We should leave before their..friends show up"

Zolomon nods and will let the larger hare take the hamster maid "I agree we should go back...."He looks between Tarsa and Melthna, if the cat just seriously hurt someone the cat dies..unless she us smart and runs.

Melantha hisses and goes to slap a claw at Tarsa's face as she kicks out as well, one kick getting her as she drops, ears back and looks at the hares "You rabbits won today..not again though"

Tarsa is fine, well till the claws are at her face, she moves enough to avoid her eyes getting sliced at but one mark does barely miss her left eye and a claw mark is seen above and just to the side of her eye and blood pours down her face

Dominik is pretty much unable to do much more fighting now that his arms are occupied by the hamster maid, and so the hare steps over the torn-off door and the rat in front of it as he begins to make his way back out of the base. Unfortunately for the weasel who is locked in battle with Felicity, he happens to be right in the way of the large hare who is barreling forward out of the base. Before Dom reaches him, he is doing an admirable job in fighting Felicity...however, Dom rears back and basically just punts at the weasel as hard as he can with a free foot. The results may vary, if anything it will at least distract him enough for Felicity to finish him.

Rudolfo quickly goes to find their weapons and frowns, he grips the blade"What about the cat?" The weasel...well seems the corporal will finish it off right?

Felicity takes that moment to slice at the weasel's throat to finish him off! Backing away, she whirls around just in time to see the cat slice her Corporal's face. Whirling her sling at her side, she lets the stone loose with incredible aim, and unless the cat moves, she's gonna have a rock to her nose!

Zolomon looks glares and gets a blade from one of the dead ferrets and goes to stab the cat in the chest!He also goes to punch her in the jaw for good measure and oh he looks peeved off, the then goes to Tarsa's side "Tar..Tar..."He will help her back, in fact if needed speed back to the mountain with her, good idea to get out of his way like the last ferret choose not too...its beheaded, ya peeved hare as he gently , if he can...surely he can right, scoop up the Sargent and get her back to a healer, path is likely clear now..well dead vermin but hey...no one getting in his way.

Melantha gets a rock to the nose.."Youuuu..."And she gasps..a blade, oh this is familiar as she drops to her knees, spits a little blood and then is knocked unconscious...is she dead? Its unclear the position she falls into, but later it will be clear that blade barely missed her heart, may of damaged a lung slightly though but she can still breath somewhat...but she will need a healer herself, but she looks...well dead .

Tarsa at first almost stabs the other hare, he is lucky she hears the voice before that, she mutters something but lets him carry her.

Felicity isn't going to stop the other Runner, and she decides that the cat looks dead enough. So she just motions for Rudolfo to come with them, then, making sure he's keeping up, goes to help make sure Zolomon and Dominik are safe as they focus on their injured burdens.

Dominik makes a beeline back towards the path once he makes sure the others are following. He is in a more vulnerable spot now that he is carrying someone, and the best course of action is likely to get back to the Mountain as quickly as possible. It seems their task of recovering the prisoners was successful with no loss of life and minimal injuries. Always a good day for the Patrol! "Back to Mountain, ve go..." the hare's voice booms, as the group heads off into the distance.

Rudolfo frowns and follows as best he can, a slight limp but not too much, he catches up to the corporal "Is the Sargent ok ya think marm?"

Tarsa should be fine, she is alive though its not clear if she will get a bad scar from this fight or not, she feels safe on the way back as Zolomon carries her, well least they succeeded in freeing the slaves and stopping the Blackrose...so good day in that since. She is serious gonna need a couple days off now though

Who:

Tarsa-Sargeant in the LP/ Fighter

Dominik-Priavte in the LP/Fighter

Monty- Priavte in the LP/ Fighter

Gregorian-Blacksmith, Fighter and as of now a Sareant in the LP (As of middle of this log)

Hanzi- Recruit in the LP

log:

=Training Room=

Tarsa is in here training and she is moody, not always a good thing as she takes it out on an already messed up training dummy...she pants and catches her breath and looks like she is ready to scream.

Gregorian takes his usual short cut from the forge through the armory and appears in the training room twirling one hammer in his paw and humming very quietly. He seems in a good mood. He doesn't look up at first, if he saw her expression he might have turned straight back around otherwise. He's just naturally heading for the training dummies without looking.

Monty is already in the training room; he'd been here since the morning, in the same routine he'd followed every day since finding out he'd be going on an important recruiting mission soon. The young buck is currently in the midst of his usual set of 20 push-ups, and he seems to be focusing quite hard on his training. Not looking up as Greg enters, Monty continues with his push-ups...finally, upon finishing, he quickly hops up and over to the chin-up bar, where he starts another set of 20.

Tarsa looks over at Greg and snorts and knocks down the training dummy she is in front of and sits it back up "Ever have a really really bad day? I swear...when I see that recruit again he is gonna be in some much trouble skimping out on training drill for a 3nd time in a row"

Gregorian's ears snap to attention before his eyes raise slightly slower and he sees the doe taking out frustrations on the training dummy which could probably be considered a time honored tradition with any hare who comes in to contact with recruits. Greg actually takes it as a proper question and barely has to think before he replies "Yes. Though if we're talkin' specifically bad days with recruits...still yes. Last time we had a couple try out workin' with the forge comes tah mind. They been takin' a nice nap tahday instead?" he questions as he moves to grab his own dummy and pull it in to a more open space. He spots Monty while he's at it and nods "Aftahnoon"

Monty knocks out the chin-ups rather quickly and impressively; upon finishing, he drops down to the floor and crouches there for a brief rest. A minute or two later, the buck pushes himself back up to a fully standing position, before jogging in place. Ear perking at Greg's greeting, Monty gives him a nod and a grin, lifting a paw to wave. "Is it?" he replies. "Huh. S'pose I been here a little longer'n I thought t'day! Ah well, layin' aroun' won't do be a drop o'good, y'know." He chuckles to Tarsa, "If we didn't have a bad day, then somethin' would be wrong an' this wouldn't be th'Patrol, hah...."

Tarsa rolls her eyes "We have slavers on the shore and have yet to track them down and they have a long patrol hare we still need to get back"

Gregorian snorts "Wot else is new? There's always slavahs tah track down. Yah kill one, turn around and there's anothah one sprung up" Greg is a little jaded "...Bad show about a patrollah bein' captured though. I assume the rescue is already bein' arranged?" he asks as he starts his own routine, hitting the dummy with both hammers in a complex pattern involving spinning them back and forth between using the hammer head and the spike on the other side and occasionally using the straps on the handles to swing and catch them. It's a complicated pattern but he barely seems to need to pay attention to follow it.

Monty laughs, nodding his head to Greg's words as he shadowboxes, bouncing on his heels as he swiftly jabs at the air. He feints right, then left, before firing off another set of jabs. "If there wasn't, then we'd likely be out of a job, yeah? Th'thing is, we're always a step ahead o'those idjits, most of em wouldn't know their tail from a bloody hole in th'ground. M'sure whoever got himself captured c'n hold is own til we c'n send out a rescue team." Monty grins, before pausing to watch Greg in action with his hammers. Whistling and nodding his head, quite impressed, the buck leans against the nearby wall for a rest.

Hanzi stumbles into the training room and shivers a little. His shoulder is a bit out of place and swollen, well it is out of place for maybe a few more seconds as he seems to..ouch, put it back in place himself by slamming it into the wall on purpose and facing the others as he speaks "I..I found...or..know I mean.."He has a rat tail in his paw that he drops and frowns, his arm is bleeding also as he looks to them."And..they got..but I saw Rudo...he's alive..."

Tarsa is ready to go off on the recruit until she sees him and blinks "What in the name of the seasons?!" She takes a deep breath and walks over "Slow down Hanzi...you found what and who has what...wait Rudo?"

Gregorian has the advantage of many years of practice wielding those hammers. He's made every mistake a hundred times over and learn not to do a lot of them. He stops dead the moment Hanzi comes in though "Wot the hell?!" he immediately frowns a lot and heads toward the hare "And yah first thought was tah get in a little trainin' not march straight tah the infirmary? Wot in the spirits have yah been doin'?"

Greg goes out to the Second Level intersection.

Monty merely stares at Hanzi as the recruit runs into the room, and the buck frowns at his condition...though he leaves it up to the higher ranking hares in the room to deal with. Whatever Hanzi had done was likely not very well thought out, and he was likely told not to do it. Monty shakes his head, as his gaze moves to the rat tail. Hey, it could be possibly used as a jump rope, if anything else!

Hanzi frowns "I..was looking for and on the shore there was a marten..and that rat and cat and."He sits down and frowns,"I am not hurt...too bad...I am sorry left, I was sort of...having a bad day and thought I just leave since no one seems to like me and Private Zolomon followed me and then we were ambushed by the Blackrose, I got loose and knocked out a guard but ran..too many to fight and I got out of the ropes cause I am sort of...double jointed but I know where the base is and its small and they have Private Rudo..he's alive but they also have Zolomon now..I'm...I'm sorry...my fault..."

Tarsa listens and worry comes to her face" What?!" Ok calm down, deep breaths as she has to relax and be calm before she speaks,"Ok..ok....we can handle this, though your not.."But wait he knows where the base is "Wait...you know where the slaver base is?"Still no way is she letting him go show them, too dangerous "Can you...."She looks at the others "We have maps right?" And back to Hanzi "You can show us, on the map where that base is, you remember right?"

Gregorian looks positively peeved at the news another hare has been caught but he bites his tongue. There would be plenty of time for blame and it's not Greg's place to reprimand recruits. He nods to Tarsa instead "In the library. I'll get one of the shore area" he's quickly out the door and it only takes him a few minutes to find the right thing and come straight back again.

It seems this incident only makes the goal of Monty and Adrian's upcoming mission that much more important...they seemed to be lacking in hares able to go out on rescue missions. And once they do, it would leave the mountain with even less hares than normal. Still, Monty merely hovers around nearby, interested in the direction this situation would be going.

Hanzi frowns as he stays put and then nods slowly, he can show on the map where the base is.

Tarsa is still worried but tries to not show it "Ok Ok..gonna need to find Felicity, Dom..."She frowns well Zolomon would normally go but he needs help now, "Ok there is me...might need someone else too, not sure who...Adrian maybe as think Varus is still recovering from his shoulder wound"

Gregorian is still obviously annoyed when he returns and offers a couple of maps to Tarsa. He doesn't look at Hanzi. He just moves to stand back out the way and look cross.

Hanzi frowns and folds her paws in his lap, his arm has stopped bleeding and he just stays quiet. He knows he is likely in trouble.

Tarsa takes a deep breath, she glaces at Greg "Thank you" She lays out the map and seems to think "I would ask for ideas of others but too many going can also be a bad idea"She is not in the best mood now as motions the recruit to point out the location and figure out what to do with him right now

Gregorian doesn't volunteer because as far as he's concerned he goes where he's told to. If they need him he's go without question though. He pays attention to the map at least so he'll know where Hanzi points "Depends on the location and how easy tah approach it is...I presume they'll know he's gone so they will likely expect him tah have reported back tah us. Given too much time they may try tah move. I would be surprised if they don't expect us tah be comin'"

Hanzi points, its an area a little up shore from Halyard"Sort of a..sandy path and some ...run down little building."He says quietly. And again "I'm..sorry..."

Tarsa looks at the area and snorts "Go to the infirm and stay there..your not to leave the mountain I don't care if they say hey all recruits can go have a joyful fun day in halyard...your not..."She plans a serious talk, or worse...she isn't sure..he did find a base, but still caused trouble at the same time it would seem. She can decide late, right now she needs to plan a rescue mission, sooner rather than later."True....not good, and I don't wise to ask his Lordship to come...I don't think that is needed...just some hares...though"She frowns "I have seen the marten..creepy eyes, and I know a cat is the leader of this Blackrose...otherwise its a group of maybe a dozen, if that its small"Yeah for now."It needs stopped before it..grows"

Hanzi stands and slowly salutes and then just goes where he is told.

Gregorian watches Hanzi go with another frown "True, a badgahlord is probably not required unless his lordship wishes tah. Scouts and a back up patrol with them tah see wot we're dealin' with is more likely tah be the first step. Less likely tah been seen and if that group can handle it great, if not we'll at least know more before we send more patrollahs out...By now the shore is probably talkin' all sorts about us though. A show of force before the local vermin get too confident might not be a bad thin'"

Tarsa sighs "Why are vermin choosing now to be so..so annoying"

Gregorian snorts again "Have yah only just met them? They've always been annoyin'" his ear twitches as the door opens again and another hare pokes their head in "Ah. Sorry to intrude" they give Tarsa a quick salute "Marm" before looking back to Greg "Sorry, Greg, been asked to come fetch you" Greg raises an eyebrow but doesn't question it. A quick salute for Tarsa "Excuse me marm" and he heads off out the door after the other hare.

==Infirm==

Tarsa walks in to check on Dominik and to make sure Hanzi achally came here, she speaks with a healer and nods "How is Jacenta...ok..and Dom?" She then looks over to where Dom may be resting.

"Is fine." Dom's voice is heard from the back of the room as Tarsa enters. The large buck is seated on the floor, a book cracked open and resting on his lap as he pores over it intently. He hadn't been hurt too badly, the stab he'd taken was more of a flesh wound, really, and he hadn't sustained much damage. A bandage is wrapped around his middle, however, just to keep the wound clean and free of any debris. He seems more annoyed to have to spend more time here than anything else, and he mutters softly to himself as he traces over sentences in the book with a paw, peering closer at it and frowning in frustration.

Tarsa frowns "Trouble..Private?" She sounds concerned, weather its him or something else. She sighs and sits down, head in her paws as she just looks..moody? No..more worried maybe about something and finally speaks again "The base was found....."

Dominik sighs, before finally closing the book and looking up. He'd taken the time to wash out all the charcoal from his fur, and so he is back to looking relatively normal again. "No, is...fine. Book is...how to say...difficult. Vil finish later." He tosses the book up onto a nearby cot, before turning his attention back to Tarsa at her words. "Yes?" He folds his arms across his chest as he peers at her, head tilting curiously.

Tarsa speaks "Hanzi..found it..."She makes a fist slowly and takes a few deep breaths as she speaks "Those...slavers have Zolomon..we need to do a rescue mission for him and Private Rodolfo..sooner rather than later...I will also be taking Felicity"

Dominik puts both paws to the bridge of his nose, closes his eyes, and gives a heavy sigh. He remains this way for a short time, before finally speaking, his voice low and steady. "It is surprise, to me, how dumb vermin can be. We may have low number, but...can still outwit, outsmart. Vil regret not listening to Dom, they think vas playing around. Vil show, this is not true." Dom finally opens his eyes, that icy look present that only seems to show up whenever the subject of vermin is brought up. "Tell when to go, vil go. Vil finish vat started."

Tarsa nods "Sounds good to be...I have to ..have a chat with Hanzi, most likely we may head out tonight or tomorrow night may be best, more time for us to be ready"

Dominik remains seated on the floor. "Keep Hanzi here, make sure he stays. Vil be distraction. Put guard vith him, if can. Ve only need experience, those who know vat they are doing. Is critical to do, if ve vant Zolomon and Rudolfo back, in one piece." The large buck frowns. "Also, does not need to see vat Dom vil do to cat, to rat." He glances down at his bandaged middle, and frowns. "Make mistake, vil not happen again. Should have killed rat on the spot, no mercy."

Tarsa nods "If..I don't get to them first.."She snorts and speaks "We may need more than just 3...though 3 may be good also"

Dominik laughs dryly, and he shakes his head. "Three is fine. Dom count as two, by self, so is four..." he grins. "Maybe vil leave some leftover for you. Cannot promise." He chuckles. "Slavers never learn, are stupid. Mountain still stands, Patrol still stands after how many slavers have tried to stop? Ve vil continue on, vile they vil be destroyed. Dom is not vorried."

Tarsa smiles some "Yeah....the slavers will be stopped, I am sure of that...we may be shorter in numbers but we are the Long Patrol and..well vermin need to know we are still dangerous, we can not be pushed around..we can and will still stop evil doers"

Dominik pushes himself up to his foot paws and stretches a little, flexing his leg back and forth to ease out any stiffness that may have set in. "Small poke in hip not enough to stop. Ask rat how dangerous is Patrol. May not be able to hear too vell, though..." the buck grins. "Should have knocked off whole head instead of ear, but...vil get opportunity next time. If slavers not vant to die, vell...need to go into nother line of vork." He shrugs. "Is not responsible for vat I do."

Tarsa says, "I think he lost his tail, or some rat did..."She chuckles a little, she hopes that's the tail the recruit had, she takes a deep breath and nods "Ok...we stop these slavers once and for all...then burn down this so called base they have. Hanzi said it was small..I don't care we still burn it down and make sure no one gets a chance to rebuild the base afterwards""

Dominik nods his head slowly. "Is liking vay you think. Ve can burn down, leave no trace of hideout, or slavers. If Redvallers, show mercy. Ve is not Redvallers. Vil eliminate all of slavers, so vil never terrorize innocents again. Can trust on this." The buck looks deadly serious, no traces of humor left at all on his features.

Tarsa nods as she stands "No...not agasit the abbey no but...yeah we are the Long Patrol...nothing will remain of this..Blackrose..trust me"The word Blackrose said with pure cold hate, she excuses herself and heads out of the room, she herself needs to be ready to head out as well. And to find Corporal Felicity, chat with her and update her and then try and get at least some sleep before the 3 hares head out.....if she can.

Who:

Tarsa- Sargeant/Drill Sargeant in LP,Major and Runner

Quinten- Major,Recorder of Long Patrol

Log:

The Library is for a moment loud, noisy, riotous even, a class being dismissed, leverets trailing out boisterously into the hall before heading downstairs. Quinten follows them out into the corridor, watching them go then turns and heads back in toward his office, gathering papers off his desk, shuffling them into order before making his way toward his office.

Tarsa frowns, dibbuns..that's what one keep calling them as she twitched a little as they passed, she didn't like those....young beasts, she frowns as one stops and stares at her and she goes to shoo them away, of course they just laugh and think she is funny, this hare is a future recruit in a couple seasons her luck as she sighs and walks into the library glaceing around and finds a place to sit and look at a couple reports, "Of course..no clue to where they are.."..A small voice, likely 3-4 seasons "Whos?" The hare maid frowns and looks at the younger hare.."No one your want to meet..walk away and....umm....do stuff.." The younger hare tilts their head "Stuff..wot sorts stuff?" Tarsa just...sighs......

Quinten looks back at the sound of voices and hides a smile, walking back across the library, "Malisa, leave the Major alone, go on shoo, it is lunch you'll miss all the  custard on the menu," She whoops at the idea of food and bolts and Quinten quite firmly shuts the library door behind him, "Sorry about that Major, they are a lively lot which is good, a lot of the current leveret class are well orphans now or down a parent. So seeing them bounce back is a good thing, now what can I help you find?" He grins over his glasses, "If I remember you never did get the hang of my filing system."

Tarsa looks up and does a quick Salute before speaking "Sur...It's...a learning process yes just going over some things before a possible mission, least those foxes are gone..one less worry"

Quinten asks, "Yes I heard the foxes had been run off," He salutes back, "But please no saluting in here," He plucks at his rank insignia on one sleeve, "The Library is a haven of our history, we're all equal in here now then possible mission? Whose reports are we looking for? Recent I take it from one of the recent patrols to come back? Or is this historical?"

Tarsa sighs "Recent....seems other troubles are on the shore..some cat and a rat, slavers and one very creepy looking marten with strange eyes. And they have a private...."She looks at the report" Private Rudoflo...captive, also the cat had threaten an otter at the tavern, an older otter..think the otter works at the tavern now, course tis not like one can tell beasts to leave the tavern."

Quinten frowns and looks over the shelves then turns and makes for his officer, "I think that one is still on my desk, the Brigadier said someone would be down to look at it," He motions for Tarsa to follow, "Slavers.. .they're the worst beasts imaginable, I heard that there was a cat and rat acting brazenly on the shore, one of the new recruits had a run in with them." He sits down behind his desk and starts rifflinf through his in tray, "I'll have it for you in a moment."

Tarsa nods as she stands "I...had started to go tell his Lordship....but"Yeah she is not mentioning that issue as she shakes her head, "And then decided to help with the mission to stop those..what ever foxes, mission was successful on that at least."

Quinten says, "I haven't had the reports on that mission yet," He pulls a piece of parchment off the stack, "Here, oh and do sit Major please, you'll be more comfortable reading it," He runs his eyes over it, "I hope we can get Rudoflo back... as for trouble in the tavern if you want to know more speak to the barstaff there, they are usually pretty clued up and like there to not be trouble. Trouble is bad for village business."

Tarsa sits down and nods "True and with the Long Patrol not in the village so much now....well, may be more trouble showing up. I dislike the marten...he..has this creepiness about him..Like grey-violet eyes..strange coloring"

Quinten looks up and frowns, "Grey-Violet...." He looks at his desk and opens a door and rifles through a box and pulls something out, "There was a marten long ago when I was a private who had grey-violet eyes... she was trouble." He passes the small book he has taken out, "This is the diary of Corporal Tramaine, it might be unrelated but this marten was from a place called "The Hall" which was somewhere in the mountains beyond the great swamp. Might be unrelated but may be useful"

Tarsa says, "This was a male marten"

Quinten says, "I doubt they are the same, but that sort of strange eye coloring could run in families. So worth keeping in mind just in case."

Tarsa nods "I can look through it and see, this marten is just...creepy, not as creepy as those foxes were but still not one would like to have anyone come face to face alone."She frowns as she remembers one thing "There was one thing that...cat said too that is..concerning."

Quinten leans back in his chair and adjusts his glasses, "Oh? What did they say? A slogan or chant or something?"

Tarsa says, "No....might expect that from the creepy marten....no she was at the village..she said it was interesting to her how she and another had seen a lot of hares when she leavening Mossflower...yet not to long ago, the large badger...but she didn't say badger she said...something else...was on the beach with such a small group....and Hanzi had mentioned running into a rat with a tattoo when he wandered away from from the group when we stopped for like an hour for lunch, it was the evening we all came back...we stopped for like an hour to rest, eat something and then get back to marching the rest of the way. I don't know..I know his Lordship had went to find Hanzi and was slightly...moody the rest of the way home" She frowns "I figured Hanzi did something...I'm sorry Hanzi has a way of making a lot of hares grumpy..or worse""

Quinten frowns, "I met Hanzi... there was something about a cat and a rat, he was... nigh on insubordinate in the training room but I had a long talk and one of the other recruits helped as well by demonstrating good behavior."

Tarsa says, "It will likely be a long time till Hanzi is a private, if..well ever....ok maybe too hard on him but he also seems to know about the slaver group too, but I don't want him tagging along on any missions and I know he will likely try""

Quinten says, "I tried to make it clear that he wouldn't likely be on any patrol to deal with slavers," He frowns, "If he follows you just send him back. If he refuses... well I've dismissed recruits over worse.""

Tarsa says, "Well no recruits are to leave the mountain for missions...maybe days off but I think its best to not have days off, least to Halyard right now. Maybe if we deal with the slaver before that gets any worse"

Quinten says, "Yes I agree, no one should be leaving the mountain alone, let alone recruits, even privates should be restricted to patrols only and Officers need at least two others with them." He sighs, "It is annoying but I can't even go to the beach without an escort right now but I understand why."

Tarsa asks, "Due to the slaver issue? I plan to get some hares together for that..me and Corporal Felicity as leaders..Major Varus was injured in the mission handing those foxes, he is recovering but...well he isn't able to go hunting these slavers."She thinks "Should anyone else go with us? There would also be Dom...Zolomon and Apline and Jacenta""

Quinten drums his fingers on the table and thinks, "Hmm no that sounds like a pretty well rounded team. I'd put some hares on the main entrance as you are leaving however. So that no rebellious recruits can sneak out after you."

Tarsa nods "Sounds good.....I have no idea why he seems so..eagar to go after them, its annoying...maybe I will ask him"

Quinten says, "If you can get anything out of him that'd be useful, he wouldn't tell me other then they were slavers and he wanted a pop at them." He shakes his head and sighs, "Youngsters... was I ever that hot headed?""

Tarsa hmmms "I...am unsure, probably....I will talk to Hanzi...though usually recruits run from me"She chuckles slightly and stands" Then again...Hanzi knows he has angered me..more than once, he somehow managed to knock me out..lucky shot...then he complained about how Zolomon tackled him when he ran afterwards and how it hurt...I should do a couple things and let his Lordship know when we head out...so he knows, I don't think its needed that he comes along"

Quinten asks, "Yes please do, I would worry so if he ran off half-cocked into the wild to try and take on some slavers," He frowns, "And yes well want me to schedule a class with him? He can't run away if you corner him in the training room or the classroom."

Tarsa nods as she heads out, she stops and speaks "I ...wish you luck with that recruit, your likely need it...though least he didn't try to redecorate someone's room."She isn't sure now whom is more annoying dibbuns...or recruits, its a close tie

Quinten shakes his head and smiles softly, "Ah so that was you... the dibbuns are... well boisterous" He salutes, "Take care and good luck with the slavers, let me know if you need anything."

Tarsa frowns "Dibbuns are...their own little horde of beasts and hate me....good day sur" And she is off to do some stuff and then head off on a mission soon

Who:

Tarsa- Sargeant/ Drill Sargeant/ Fighter in the LP

Hanzi- Recruit in the LP

Sinway- Brother in the Redwall Order

Mary- Novice in the Redwall Order

Kenya- Novice in the Redwall Order

Log:

Hanzi was lazy, more so this morning and sleep in, like way in and still was sleeping mid-morning.

Tarsa enters the guest room, she wastes no time as she has already had a bad morning, she just lifts the bed hare and all and tilts it so he will fall flat on his face onto the floor"Wake up call..get up!"

Hanzi grumbles, rolls onto the floor and opens his eyes. He snorts "Go away.."He yawns and just curls up, yeah still tried.

Tarsa glares, wrong thing to say as she grabs his foot paws and drags him from the room, who cares if some abbey beasts stare at them, she looks at one who backs off rather quickly as she goes into the open ground and stands over him"100 push ups and sit ups NOW!" Oh yeah she means business. And has that...well it's not a good look on her face that's for sure.

Hanzi gasps as he is dragged outside "Hey lady wot the..."And he sees the look, ok that look is evil as he quickly stands up and gives a salute that's a little messed up and starts to do some push ups, he frowns half way threw "Your...mean...." He finishes the push ups and groans."Its too early, no breakfast yet...how could you DO THIS ?"

Sinway was already sitting outside on the ground, enjoying one of the few nice days left before the fall weather officially sets in. He was in the middle of reading a book until a rather loud and angry hare comes out dragging Hanzi "Do ye have to be shoutin' so early marm?" He asks Tarsa not looking up from his book

Tarsa looks at the otter and just narrows her eyes, and looks back to the other hare." DO better push ups and sit ups...oh no you missed breakfast poor baby, who's fault is that not mine."

Hanzi frowns as he groans, he does the sit ups and some better push ups, he looks at Sinway "Run..she'll make you do em' next."

What in the /blazes/ could be causing such a racket this early? The sleeves of Mary's habit are darkened - a good sign of early dish-washing duties - as she runs over from the entry. "I - " She stops, upon seeing the hares doing... Hare things as Sinway sits nearby, her eyes wide. "Good heavens, I thought we were under attack again."

Sinway chuckles a little looking up at Tarsa "I'm not a Long Patrol recruit, Tarsa has no more authority over me then the fish in the pond do lad." His ears perk at the sound of Mary's voice turnin' his head "Mornin' to ye lass, no attack just just a noisy hare and a young recruit who hasn't yet learned how things work in the Long Patrol."

Tarsa just males sure he does the exercises correctly, if he doesn't he will have to redo them. She then snorts "Now..5 laps around the grounds..now" He best do it and she looks at Sinway."Don't push your luck. I could make anyone do exercises if I needed to."

Hanzi does indeed mess up once and starts over. But now he is so tried he looks horrible "But...need food." He does go to do laps, trips once and gets up again and is back to laps, horrible laps, is every morning going to be like this?

"I didn't think woodlanders stood for slavery." The novice sniffs, giving the two hares a wide berth to approach Sinway - whom she has deemed as 'much more approachable and not actively shouting'. "This all seems... A little barbaric, does it not, sir? I mean... Do we /help/ him...?" Sweet, spoiled Mary has not had many dealings with the Long Patrol, and watches poor Hanzi stumble off with mixed pity and judgment. "I had wanted to get some studying done on the grounds, but..." She falters as Tarsa looks their way, and she crosses her arms defiantly. "Couldn't make /me/ do them." The youngster declares with a huff.

Sinway sighs a little turning back to his book "With all do respect marm, I see no reason to do anything ye say, and I don't think yer about to threaten a member of the abbey order as well." He states simply, turning the page in his book and keeps reading before addressing Mary "No lass, we don't help him, he be a Long Patrol recruit and Tarsa be his superior, Hanzi is goin' to have to get used to this as it will be part of his trainin'" he pats the spot next to him for Mary to sit.

Tarsa looks at Mary, every so often at the other hare as she speaks "If you were a recruit you would be doing double the exercise. This is basic training either one comes out better or they cry home to their mothers...."She smirks "I have seen both in fact."

Hanzi finishes his exercises and stumbles back, he falls flat on his face and slowly looks up at Tarsa, "Can I..like go now? I missed breakfast, wot is it almost lunch, I'm gonna starve too death"

"Why would he /want/ to do that?" The novice blinks, obediently occupying the space that Sinway has indicated, though she turns that defiant eye back on Tarsa as she does so. "I am sure that you have, marm, what with all the shouting and crassness." But then Hanzi has returned, and Mary tilts her head curiously. "...I think he may be latter." She admits with a wince. "Though I suppose all of this is the equivalent of Sister Mathashu making you cut potatoes until the sun has gone to sleep; standing there with her spoon." She imitates a typical 'wooden spoon smacking motion, one that she has become all too familiar with in her time as a novice. "To each beast, their own. I suppose."

Sinway sighs and looks up "But I ain't a recruit marm so comments like that do not help." The whole time he is rather cheerful his voice not once showing anything but a happy and cheerful tone before turnin' to Mary "Tis not somethin' so easily explained lass." He answers before going back to his book turning the page and starts reading

Tarsa rolls her eyes" You can be respectful and wait for lunch."She just stands there for a few moments and looks around "Go help do something till lunch and trust me I will know weather you helped or not, I have my ways."She glaces at the two Redwall beasts and looks at the hare in front of her "Go..dismissed."

Hanzi nods and salutes, he stands there just in case it seems and then walks off slowly, he will help rack some leaves.

Nodding slowly, Mary lets out a soft sigh and pushes herself to her feet. "And I will dismiss myself - I have a list of herb names to memorize and this is not the place to do so, this morning." She decides, throwing Tarsa a cheeky mock-salute before turning on her heel and heading back towards the Entry and Great Hall beyond it. Another stuffy day spent in the library, it seems - and the weather was /so/ nice, pity.

Sinway waves goodbye to Mary before turning back to his book "So Tarsa do tell, why ye in such a foul mood, worried about Zolomon?" He asks out right not even looking up from his book

Tarsa is quiet before answering "I do..would like to know how all privates are doing, we have so little now. I am sure he.......made it or will make it"She does sound worried.

Hanzi is still raking leaves, though he jumps into them..hey a few dibbuns are so he is! A chuckle and he is making the pile of leaves again. He is helping, right? Sort of?

Sinway nods looking up from his book "Well try not to project on yer new recruit, has he officially joined yet?." He frowns looking over at Hanzi "Sure he over slept but give the lad some slack he just got free of slavery, I be tryin' to be respectful of yer ways but still."

Tarsa raises an eyebrow "From slavery?" She looks over at the recruit "And he is a recruit, they go through this basic training, which is far from basic...another former recruits words, not my own."

Kenya makes her way into the open ground slowly and watches from a distance.

Hanzi chuckles a little as he is having fun with leaves, of course the pile is ruined over and over again either by him or the 3-4 dibbuns who watch him make the pile, only to destroy it!

Sinway nods his head "Aye, and his parents didn't make it, tis why he wants to join the long patrol, to fight vermin, the lad has a deep hatred of them so go easy on him marm, till ye at least start makin' yer way to the mountain." He turns his head to watch Hanzi and the dibbuns sighing a little "Hey ye little rascals stop messin' up his leave piles im sure ye have class to get to, I hear the friar needs some dish washers if ye rather not be in class." As he is calling to the dibbuns he spots Kenya out of the corner of his eye "Kenya, me little sea shell." He pats the spot next to him "how are ye?"

Tarsa nods "Slavers are..evil. I dislike vermin but some are....well..confusing"

Sinway chuckles a little at tarsa comment "Like how vermin where helpin' to defeat the horde, or how it was a vermin, Marek who sacrificed him self to stop his brother and how that helped swing the battle and helped end it faster." He closes his book and sits it to the side "Like I was tryin' to tell hanzi yesterday, not all vermin are evil."

Kenya smiles and walks over and sits by Sinway. "Hey your in Brother robes now"She smiles.

Hanzi frowns as the 3-4 dibbuns rush off leaving him to finish the pile of leaves he is helping to rake up, he then sits down quietly.

Tarsa nods "I..saw what happen to Marek, he was the one on the boat, I..remember." She is not going to say what happen, not with a young novice here.

Sinway smiles and pats his daughter's head "Aye, I'm a brother of the order now, Benar said he wasn't going to make me go through the whole novice process again as I was almost a brother before I.....well made a really big mistake." He picks up his book and opens it again its a book on gardening for anyone who might look "When me leg gets better me official job will be to take care of the abbey pond."

Kenya smiles"That's good”She hugs Sinway"The pond may be frozen before you can do too much though"

Tarsa just watches quietly and looks back to Hanzi and snorts but she lets it go for now, let him sit for the time being .

Hanzi stands and looks over at the Sargent and does a salute before walking towards the entry.

Sinway wraps one arm around her and hugs her back "Aye, most likely, but that just gives me all winter to read up on the finer points of takin' care of our pond." He then waves to Hanzi as he walks off before looking up at tarsa "Why don't ye sit down and relax a little marm, tis a nice day out after all."

Kenya smiles." It will look nice for Spring right?"

Tarsa remains standing and finally sits down, "One can not rest too long when its important to keep busy and make sure all is well"

Sinway hmms a little "Maybe not right away, I might need to do some work on it, but it will be looking nice in no time." He looks over at Tarsa "But tis also important to not push yer self to much, I was doin' that when all this started and got sick a few times."

Kenya smiles "Maybe I can help with the pond, or am I allowed?"

Tarsa says, "I am a sergeant, I am not expected to take a break very often, I rarely ever take a day off and more so now I do not think a day off is wise."

Sinway smiles and nods "I'm sure ye will be allowed to help me, though im sure ye will have yer own lessons as well." He sighs at Tarsa's comment "And a sick sergeant is even less useful." He shakes his head "Rest marm, soon ye will be marchin' back to the mountain."
He watches as a novice shows up "Guess that means it be time to change me bandages." He gives Kenya another hug before being helped to his feet "I'll see ye around Kenya, and Tarsa try to relax a little, while ye have the chance." And with that he is helped back into the abbey

Kenya sighs , "Lessons are..boring sometimes"

Tarsa nods "We leave the day after tomorrow I think"She says quietly and shakes her head, though being ill is not something she wants to deal with, she looks to Kenya"So a novice like learns the abbey ways or something?"

Kenya nods "Yes and we learn a skill like healing and maybe something else like I am learning a little on wood craving." She frowns "Isn't marching boring? Maybe you guys can use a boat"

Tarsa nods "Maybe at times and we might have a boat but still some marching to do"She stands and goes to head inside "I am going inside, good day"She then walks on inside leaving the novice to hopefully go off to class.

A little while after     http://forum.rwmuck.org/viewtopic.php?id=912 

Who:

Tarsa- Sargeant in the LP, Fighter hare

Zolomon- Private in the LP/ Runner

Xander- Leader of Mossflower Defenders

Log:

Tarsa was looking around the abbey and starting to get a little annoyed, and she was tried in her paw a couple scrolls.

Xander is in the open ground holding his daughter Northstar and smiling " Its a good day isn't it Northstar."The badger cub coos when she sees the hare and giggles so Xander turns around and nods "Hello..Tarsa right?"

Tarsa nods, keep it simple "Where is your friend...Zolomon, where is he its important" She will wait on a reply and glaces at the badger cub curious..dibbuns she never got along with them too well.

Xander shrugs "I am not sure, knowing him stealing pie from the kitchens, I can give him the message or what ever if needed"

Tarsa sighs and clears her throat " You have no clue where he is? I..its a message but its for him to deliver in the morning, like before sunrise and he needs to know like now"

Xander frowns "Deliver where and..I mean I can look for him, but Zolomon could be anywhere or even the woods"

Zolomon walks over and smirks "Ya looking fer me...see I told ya Tarsa loves me..hee hee" He smiles at Tarsa "Wot ya need delivered, when and how quick I be the fastest around ya know"

Tarsa nods "I know tis why..me and Lord Ciocan decided you were best..."She walks over and hands him the 3 scrolls with the badger lords seal, "These are for Quinten..Quinten only, Quinten can read them to the rest of the hares thar. Its about wot happen, the ones lost..the memorial here for em'..they need to know and your the quickest and..fastest and you need to go by sunrise."

Xander blinks and looks between the two hares "Wait...Zolomon is going all the way to...wot now?" He frowns, well at least they forgave one another but still his..friend he had wished to have more time and now, he frowns and steps off to the side.

Zolomon blinks as he takes the sealed scrolls and looks at them, and back to his commanding officer and salutes "I..yes...odcourse" He looks to Xander and then goes to hug him"I'll miss ya Xandy..I will write ok, promise..I do."He smiles at Northstar also. He looks to Tarsa "I can be ready and heading out an hour before sunrise."

Tarsa nods, she watches the two as she speaks "Thank you, and..stay safe on your journey..I don't want any more bad news, you better send word you made it and find me and the patrol with the bird and tell us, we are likely heading back ourselves within two weeks, you should be at the Mountain by then..."

Xander hugs his friend, not to tightly as feels a couple tears go down his face "Will miss you too and I agree you BETTER ..stay safe."

Zolomon nods and wipes away a couple tears "I will Xandy, your me best friend forever..." He walks over to Tarsa..then hugs her also "You be safe...I love you.."He glaces at Xander "Keep her safe till de patrol heads off..then his lordship and the others can on de way to the mountain.

Tarsa is usually not a hugger but hugs Zolomon "Love you too...and I don't need protection.....ok fine."

Xander nods "I will keep an eye on her, she will be fine "

Zolomon nods, he steps away..a salute to her, a salute to Xander and then he heads off to get what ever needed supplies he needs, he will not take much he can deal with rasions for this...the scrolls-check....some food..water-check..his longbow and saber-check..a couple other things-check..a map he doesn't need he knows the way. When its an hour before sunrise he takes a deep breath, looks back at the abbey and then to the path and .......is off at a quick run, that will sometimes be a quick jog and back to a run. He will rest every so often when he feels the need but will keep the rest times short, he is on..an important mission!

Tarsa watches him go and frowns as she looks at the ground, worry sort of setting in a little.

Xander looks over "You ok?" He asks quietly "I mean..Zolomon will be fine, he will make it there safe just have some faith"

Tarsa frowns "Thats ...hard....I let myself fall in love before but before I could tell the hare, his name was Leroy..he was stabbed threw the back by this..weasel, I watched him die and no one could do a thing to stop it..I was a Private and so was he...I became all tough and serious and advanced through a couple ranks quickly..but earned it well and then..I let myself fall in love with Zolomon, and decide to tell him my feelings and he told me his...I thought I lost him too when news came from the camp, but I didn't and now he is off..alone..all the way back to Salamandastron and we have no way of knowing he gets thar for..a little under two weeks or more so..him to get there and then have a letter sent back that we likely get on the way there, we head out in 1-2 weeks most likely..it is good for the mountain to know ahead of time and Zolomon is the best choice to send with that info."

Xander listens as he nods"He''ll make it and your get a letter..he will likely send one here as well for me and the others. As for protection needs...its clear he wants to make sure your ok and you get there with the others safely..so put up with a little protection from me till you leave"

Tarsa rolls her eyes "Fine...."She sighs "Guess you two really are best friends..that's good..anyways..I am going to bed Mr..bodyguard..."She shakes her head and just heads to bed, what she was up most of the night, she will give the abbot a copy of the names and then she is getting some serious sleep.

Who:

Tarsa- Sargeant in the LP/ Fighter Hare

Zolomon-Private in the LP/Runner Hare

Sinway- Otter in Mossflower Defenders,Fighter

Log:

Tarsa slips into the infirm quietly, why she is here she isn't sure but it is still her job to check on her fellow hares, even if she is in a bad mood.

Zolomon rests after...well fainting at the pond, likely trying to do too much in one day before healing and resting some. He is semi-awake right now.

Tarsa sighs as she sits down. She been threw a lot in her life and somehow managed to still get to her rank, a little faster than most threw skill and hard work and..and rarely letting emotions get to her, but she has let them sneak in the past couple days and lets a few tears do down her face.

Zolomon glaces over and sits up as he starts to salute her and notices the tears and frowns. He at first stays where he is and then slowly stands and goes over to where she is. He watches her a moment and then, maybe risking getting slapped or yelled at. course she could just kick him out of the patrol..well maybe, but he dislikes seeing her cry and its his nature to try and cheer another up..so he goes to slowly hug her and tenses slightly for any bad reactions.

Tarsa notices the hug and starts to shove him away, "Go..away---" Then she just allows it and lets her emotions come pouring out and cries onto his shoulder, she likely needs a good cry right now.

Zolomon sighs and just holds her close right now, not saying anything just being there right now.

Tarsa cries for a good few moments before she slows and is able to speak, " Why...why did all this..happen. We lost too many ....we won, this place is..s..safe now but why such a high price..."She looks at him now"I..remembered you was ..going back to camp and heard of the ambush and..and thought...and before that I remember being mad at you, shouldn't of been..or.."

Zolomon lets her speak and manages a small smile "Tis..ok..Sergeant..tis ya job to be moody..I was ta stay with you and the others..and I didn't, I only managed to help one beast and..Private Ewan managed to get away on his own...and thar was that Chip guess..Rayen found..later."He frowns a little, "Don't..cry sarg..and not ta worry I wont tell a soul about this crying matter."

Tarsa nods "Zolomon....ok..I can forgive the going back to camp, you had mentioned seeing possible beasts heading there, you should of taken a couple hares with you but..maybe it would of slowed you down. I thought you were dead and..that."

Zolomon good ear droops "Sergeant Tarsa...I..you see I would of come here but at time I just ran with the young otter after.."He frowns " After Private James..died, he told me to run before he died, the camp was a..it was chaos and so I just sort of ran a direction and then energy levels and all that."He is rambling." And I was just thinking get somewhere safe..even if I Bally well died maybe I could get the lass safe and sound and ..then I risked laying her by this bush and fight, somehow win against a freaking monitor and i killed it and was passing out when the fox was like..and then Ferro who by the way IS a monitor..."

Tarsa listens "Zolomon..Private..will you just"She frowns, listens some more.."Stop talking..."She says quietly."I order you to stop talking for a moment..."

Zolomon goes ramble a little and stops, he nods and mutters a sorry before, oh yeah he forgot to salute didn't he..great, in trouble, oh well he can handle punishment...but what sit ups? Push ups? Laps around the abbey maybe, he waits.

Tarsa sighs, oh course he has to finish his ramble, she then speaks "Thank you." She then hugs him and gives him a kiss, and smiles "Next time..don't go off on a rescue mission alone. I dislike being scared, and worried...and ..feelings are...." But are they? " Are for..the weak"..Maybe not.

Zolomon is somewhat surprised by the kiss, and the hug and just stands there as if unsure how to react, he then smiles"Right..no rescue missions alone."He smiles."I..I still...needed to say something, tried ta before we left camp, and..last night at the pond."

Tarsa smiles, smiling is nice, "Tell me what and..sorry last night I was..."She just shrugs.

Zolomon answers "Bally well grump..moody..."He grins "Being you...." He then is serious, "Oh..yes the...Tarsa I wanted to say and I have thought this for some time...and guess it got more so as the trip went along and maybe even after you were almost killed by the river, and worrying about losing you in this..horde thing. Dancing on the boat I felt it too."He smiles "I..I love you Tarsa"There that wasn't too hard to say and he isn't fainting, good so far.

Tarsa smiles and replies, feelings are not for the weak not that she might show them often still, "I..." She seems unsure, last time she fell in love she was barely a private and watched in horror as the hare she loved died and vowed to never allow herself to fall in love again..well guess she will allow it after all as she lays her head on his shoulder "I love you too."

Zolomon smiles and hugs her,he is happy.."Things will be ok Tarsa..I am ok and your ok..well I am missing an..ear"He sighs "Its gone.."

Tarsa feels where its bandaged and nods "It will missed...let me guess ya want a funeral fer ya poor lost ear?"

Zolomon says, "That be nice...also picture this, I didn't haf ta..waking to a creepy one eyed rat but he is like not evil but looks it""

Tarsa shakes her head and sits down,"What ever.."

Sinway limps in to the main infirmary room he doesn't seem to be so winded this time around unlike yesterday where simply walking across the room had him worn out "Mornin' i ain't be interruptin' anythin' am I?"

Zolomon blinks "But,,"He smiles at Sinway"No all is good today..well almost me ear but tis ok"

Tarsa smiles "Your still handsome with one ear."

Sinway chuckles a little and limps over to Zolomon and Tarsa "Still goin' on about yer ear Z? just think, get a little older a few more scars and tis gonna make ye look tough, vermin will be runnin' from just the sight of ye."

Zolomon tilts his head at the nick name and chuckles"Maybe..ya never know. Maybe one day I will be some ranking officer type who bally well knows"

Tarsa says, "Maybe...we will see."She sighs a little "18 privates...and two officers me and Adrian left of what came...I think Private Ewan is staying here, any news on how he is even?""

Sinway smirks as Zolomon tilts his head "what, yer the only one who can give nicknames?" he then looks to Tarsa "I think he is still really shaken up but I do believe Ewan will be stayin' with us here at the abbey."

Zolomon nods "Ewan....should stay course tis up to his Lordship of course."

Tarsa says, "Ewan is not long patrol material..I am sorry to say, he sort of had a mental breakdown it seems, I seen Lord Ciocan trying to talk to him yesterday I am not sure he was doing too good, Private Ewan seemed..jumpy""

Sinway finds a place to sit down "Not all beast are meant to fight.....from what Ciocan was sayin' the day before we left camp he is gonna talk to the abbot about Ewan livin' here, I know Benar will say yes, after all Redwall be home to all peace lovin' beasts."

Zolomon smiles "De abbey is a great place and now tis safe and at peace again.Not sure how long de patrol will stay though. Thar is still injuries and all"

Tarsa says, "Yes Lord Ciocan got injured as well, he is ok and I got help getting him inside to the infirm...your friend helped me by the way, not sure where he is though, your friend that is""

Sinway yawns a little and lays down on the bed he is sitting on "Tis finally over though.......I'm lookin' forward to puttin' away me sword fer good."

Zolomon nods "Ya will be good fer de Order Sinny.."He glaces at Tarsa "Ya mean..Xandy?" He frowns "I..have yet ta talk to him, he likely is keeping his distance from me....me fought on that "

Tarsa asks, "How is it your fault?"

Sinway sighs and sits back up "ill kick both of yer tails if ye don't make up before ye leave Zolomon." He has a stern look on his face and his voice shifts from his normal cheerful tone to a much more angry one "Take it from me mate, yer both goin' to regret it if ye don't, life be to short fer this petty nonesence"

Zolomon frowns "I..he wanted to talk and I..I told him ta basically get lost"

Tarsa shakes her head, "Not the best thing to say if he wanted to talk you should of let him, he probably thinks you hate him..your supposed to be friends and..ok I have like no friends but I know they are important!"

Sinway sighs again after hearing this and just lays back down "ye better speak to him before ye leave.....and after we all tried so hard to convince him to come talk to ye."

Zolomon ear droops "He thinks I...I don't hate Xandy he is me best pal in the world..he is.."He frowns "He..is still right?"

Tarsa shrugs "I don't know...does he know your ok by the way? He knows about the camp and Ewan said everyone died..course he didn't know you and the otter was alive still, he might think she is dead too."

Sinway looks over to Tarsa "Her name is Kenya." He then goes to stand up, maybe a little to quickly as he stumbles forward but catches him self before walking over to Zolomon "I haven't had the chance to thank  ye fer keepin' her safe." He then goes to gently slap Zolomon across the back of the head "If he still be yer best pal is up to ye, he isn't goin' to try and come talk to ye now, ye sent him away, yer gonna have to be the one to go talk to him now!"

Zolomon frowns, and he was so happy earlier now he is far from it. He doesn't tense up at the slap he probably deserved it as he nods "I..yeah welcome on the save...I.."He stands and clears his throat "Gonna find Xandy..."He then walks into the open ground, hopefully he finds his friend and..well is able to chat.

Tarsa watches him head out and sighs , she looks at Sinway "Sorry..Kenya then, glad she is ok and hope she isn't too shaken up from the camp. I didn't see the the camp but can image how it may of been like."

Sinway walks back over to a bed and sits down "I'm sure she will be fine, though tis gonna take time before she is.She has already seen a lot of horrible thing.......I should of stayed at the camp...I should of thought that this could happen.......I just hope she can forgive me"

Tarsa says, "No one can..predict something happening and you could of been killed, it was an ambush..supposedly happen so suddenly half were dead before others fought back"She looks to the doorway" A lot of hares died in battle here too, but the war is over and peace is back, time to recover, heal...see beasts have reunions, sadly see some be sad.""

Sinway frowns laying back down "we should of predicted it though.......guess we all thought we manage to slip through the forest with out there notice......twas a foolish thought."

Tarsa says, "well little hard to hide 300 hares guess...well counting those from camp and those that came here....whats left?" She frowns.." Around 21..22 maybe""

Sinway frowns again shaking his head "To many lost......far to many." He sighs and close his eyes "I need to rest Tarsa......I need to heal as fast as I can.....gonna be re joinin' the abbey order soon.......though feels like a dream......after all that has happen."

Tarsa says, "Well don't rush too fast, some healing takes time. I need to check on his Lordship and some other hares. I am..as of now the highest ranking hare here""

Sinway nods choosing not to say anything on that matter just gives a quick goodbye before closing his eyes to try and go to sleep

Tarsa quietly slips out after checking on a couple hares still here, maybe she will go find a snack

I know its been spoofed...me and someone else had achally spoofed them a little showing up and decideing to help the abbey fight the horde, and yeah the current log-a-log is a male...well his daughter will take over here very soon.

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