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WHO:

Zolomo - Archer, Runner and Corporal in LP

Ciocan- Badger Lord

Terrence- Fighter and Sargeant in LP

Some spoofed vermin including a monitor.

LOG:

= Infirm Salamandstron =

Zolomon was sitting up in the infirm and about to get out of bed.He had yet to change his outfit.

Ciocan walks over and sighs " We should chat, it's not good to have one of my hares like this."

Zolomon glaces over " Like wot... huh, maybe  tis your fault.  This group just seems...less and less and hares keave... or die....or what else."

Ciocan keeps calm " Zolomon  listen, I don't make  every hare decisions. Some just do wot ever and leave.I would love to see more recruits and privates and had hoped some would come back with Adrian and Monty  I have not heard from them and it's been a whole turn of the seasons and halfway threw another   it's very possble they wont be back. "

Zolomon snorts " So...give up...sure that's best"

Ciocan speaks " I didnt say that  I would never give up on any of my hares, I care about all of them."

Zolomon starts to go to the door. " YeH...right. You know all of us so well, you could of STOPED Zelly from leaving,  rot bout Tarsa....EWan...ohhhhh all those when I first joined...I should just leave"

Ciocan sighs, " The patrol needs you Zolomon..."

Zolomon frowns " No they do not.  Ya know wot..I'm outtakes here. I may not be back" He storms off to only he knows where.

===Later in Halyard Tavern==

Zolomon is in the taven and has been since this morning. Heck he left the infirm in the middle of the Badger Lord talking to him, likely not the best think to do but the hare was in a confushing mood, depressed and angry and just...well he wasnt sure and he started to regret some things hes said and then ran here and it was here he...was drinking a strong ale and clearly drunk as he looked about to slap a monitor, yep a monitor in the face.

He isn't the only hare ready to slap someone. Terrence had very quickly gotten word of the corporal going AWOL and did his best to depart quickly with one other hare, though between getting equipped and keeping at a relatively slow pace (compared to the runner), the pair had arrived far later than Terrence would like. Another twenty or so minutes passed as they checked the dock area just in case Zol would try sailing away. Now, the sergeant makes a beeline for the tavern as that seems to make the most sense (or at least that's were /Terrence/ would go if he were in Zolomon's place). Before entering he turns to the private following him. "Greenhill, do me a favor and stay out here. Just in case he bolts o'h some nonsense..." That sorted, he enters the tavern and scans the room - quickly spotting the corporal among the tavern regulars including the monitor! "Oi, /ZOLOMON!/" He barks out, hopping to stop the impending train wreck.

Zolomon at least had his weapons this time as he stares at the monotor " I could so kick your....huh" And he hears Terrence and the monitor slams his tail into the hare swnding him into a table, so much for the rats card game. HE groans as he looks at the lizard who looka ready to grab the hare now.   

The rats also seem put off by both the hare in the middle of their card game /and/ the monitor who put him there. Terrence lets out a long sigh as the brawl starts. Two of the rats draw at their knifes and go for the big lizard, while the remaining one kicks Zolomon. "Could've won fifty silver from that game!" The next words are punctuated by ill-aimed kicks, "You," Kick, "Stupid," Kick, "/Rabbit!/" Shoving past spectators and beasts fleeing the scene, Terrence manages to get the wreckage, not yet drawing his sword but raising his fists to threaten the rat. "Zolomon, do you'h best to get up." The sergeant hisses as the rat, not as foolhardy as his companions (who are more than likely getting bodied by the monitor currently), takes a gulp of air and backs away into the crowd.
   
Zolomon slowly rises to his footpaws and frowns at the now large fight and backs up.Till the rat kicks him in the side and he falls again. Meanwhile the monitor kills one rat and looks at the hares "Your both..lunch!"...One weAsel is smart or dumb " uMm if ya at the hares a badger will come after ya...." THe monitor rolls his eyes.Now ZOlomon is drunk yes but he knows its ok to run when the monitor is distracted and get to the door. HE is triped by someone and looks around for Terrence as he cant leave the SArg in this mess.   

"I'll eat /you/ fo'h lunch, lizard." Terrence isn't known for his one-liners, though he does his best to sell it as he bares his teeth and draws his saber as he slowly starts backing towards the door. At the same time the remaining rat leaps at the monitor with a screech in an attempted to avenge his dead comrade.   

Zolomon frowns as, well he started a fun old fashion everyone beats up the beast next to him till almost all a tavern is....fighting. HE is then beside Terrence and makes it to the door "we....should how else where...sur" His spech a little slurreed, he is drunk so, yet somehow somewhat alert to danger.

"I get that." Terrence spares a glance at Zolomon, as he continues to back up with his saber point always directed towards the monitor. "Hopefully they're distracted enough to let us go." Behind the sergeant and corporal the hare who'd tagged along barges in, holding her spear at the ready. "Sah!" Greenhill says with her eyes on the brawl - she seems rather relieved that neither Terrence or Zolomon are an active participant of the fight.
   
Zolomon nods, he has a paw on a saber as the tavern is...well busy beating each other up to watch the hares get to the road, once outside the corpral groans and finds a barrl to barf in and coughs, a little unsteady on the footpaws.   

Terrence watches the corporal spill his guts, making no move to help him. "Well then," He begins, putting away his sword, "You're clearly knackered. Are you in a fit state to walk, Zolomon?" The sounds of the brawl continue to drift outside. Seems the rat is losing.   

Zolomon looks over and sits by a wall " Walk where...sur?" Its a surprise he is saying sur right now as he stays sat down.   

"Anywhere, Zolomon." Terrence moves closer to the wall himself but refrains from sitting. "If that monitah survives the brawl he'll no doubt come fo'h you. Can't stay here." Greenhill, meanwhile, is standing nearby, keeping an eye on the fight.   

Zolomon looks at the tavern as a rat is throw out, he sighs." SO....I did say may or may not come back...like be missed by many. " HE stands up and starts to walk off "I..quit..." Does he truely mean it deep down?Its not clear.
   
"Zolomon." Terrence goes to grab his arm, "You will /not/ be able to return if you leave now. Not as a hare of the Long Patrol, that is." The sergeant steps back, taking in a deep breath. "You're clearly not thinking straight - drunk and all that - so I'm asking you to come back with me until you'h head cleahs. Then you can leave aftah that, though I wouldn't if I were you."   

Zolomon starts to pull away and then stands there " Go...back...why?" He is a little uneasy on the footpaws as he looks at the barrel " He says I,should...ummm.."
   
Observing Zolomon for a moment, Terrence doesn't immediately answer the question as he mulls it over. Finally, he says, "You ask why, Zolomon? Well, you'd be breaking trust with nearly every beast you've spent the past seasons with. You don't come across to me as an oath-breakah, no mattah what else you've done." The sergeant leans against the wall. "Beyond that I have no idea. You joined up because of /some/ reason, and if that doesn't mattah to you then, well," He sighs. "At the very least think about the consequences of you'h actions. And not just what will happen to you but how it will effect the rest of us. You'h problem, Zolomon, is that you don't seem to think things through."

Zolomon groans and starts to walk off again, then turns around and makes a fist as if he will knock out Terrence.He then drops to his knees and just starts sobbing " Not fair...not fair...its not!" He sniffs as tears fllood now and he shivers some " SHould of...let me ..I dont...know...."

Terrence raises both his fists in a defensive stance, though once Zolomon drops to the ground he relaxes. "Yes, it's not faih. Not at all - Zledove should've told you." Kneeling down in front of the sobbing hare the sergeant tries to meet his eyes. "But that can't change the fact she left without a word. There's nothing you o'h I o'h the badgeh lord can do about that."   

Zolomon doesn't look at him right away " He could of ordred she...stay....I never find out till too late, same with Tarsa just a somple patrol...yeah she died and I find out in morning and it happen at night and I could of went on that patrol too..and and...other friends..died...like Ewan and..couple others and..sometimes I wonder why I am Corporal even...I feel worthless S..SUr...and then I almost get us eaten by a monitor. " He starts to sob more, and movement out of the cornerof his eye....oh mr. monitor is out of the tavern but hsd yet to see the hares.
   
Greenhill sees the monitor and tenses. "Sah," she says as a warning, and Terrence glances back. He remains kneeling, however. "Zolomon, he didn't ordah he'h to stay. Maybe he didn't think about it o'h even have a chance to. Plus, Zeldove did /not/ listen to ordahs, so I doubt even if the badgeh did say anything to he'h that she'd obey." He doesn't address the rest of what Zolomon said as he doesn't see /how/ he could. "Now, get up and let's leave. I don't like it here."   

Zolomon nods as he sees the monitor and gulps. He is in no shape to fight"Ok..back to..the Mt. is good, now is wise."   

"Alright then." Terrence stands, nodding to the opposite direction the monitor is. "Shall we go then? It should be safe that way. Greenhill, you take the reah and I'll take point. Zolomon, please stay between us as you look horrible."   

Zolomon nods he has to admit that he does look bad, same clothing past couple days, a little more rest than before but still a little off

They both make it back safe but the monitor is still out there.

Who:

Zolomon- Corporal,Archer, Runner in the Long Patrol

Gregorian-Lt., Fighter  and Main Blacksmith in Long Patrol

Ciocan-Badger Lord

LOG:

Gregorian really had enough to do without making the time to come sit in one of rooms he liked the least in the mountain. Like most of the patrol he really associated this room with being in trouble but he'd never been sat on the officers side of the table before like he was today. He'd sent a messenger to tell Zolomon to meet him there and then settled in to wait and try to work through a pile of paperwork that was really starting to get out of hand.   

Zolomon came, a little late but he came. Maybe 5 minutes late. He slowly walked in and saluted to Greg"Sur..."He says quietly, he has yet to sit down as he wanted to wait till told to sit.   

Gregorian doesn't look up when Zolomon enters as if dismissing his existence as less important than the paperwork he was currently looking at "Yah late and yah didn't knock" he says with a hint of irritation before he finally looks at the corporal "Sit" he orders, setting aside the paperwork back on to his to do pile "Care tah explain yahself then, Corporal?"   

Zolomon sits down and folds his paws onto the table. He is quiet a couple of minutes and then speaks "Sorry for being late and not knocking."His voice sort of dull sounding. "I know I forgot my weapons, wasn't thinking...clearly at the time and didn't notice till was at the docks"Least he knew paw to paw or the fight may of well ended sooner than it did.   

Gregorian shuffles a bit of paper in front of him "As I undahstand it yah also left while on duty...now I undahstand somethin' happened but that does not excuse yah from the common sense of carryin' weapons or tellin' hares that there is an emergency. That doesn't excuse yah puttin' anothah hare and his Lordship in dangah when they had tah save yah"   

Zolomon speaks now "I..sort of..dout his Lordship was in any danger." Then that's likely the mindset of most of the hares as its still possible with the right things happening the badger could...lose. He speaks more "And I am unsure it was an emergency. "   

Gregorian raises an eyebrow at Zolomon but somehow still seems to be frowning and starting to look angry "And that would make it alright? Badgahs aren't invincible. A blade in the wrong place will still do its damage. Then wot about Felicity? Who, I believe not for the first time, has had tah go out and save yah from yah own choices. I haven't walked around /anywhere/ without weapons since long before yah were born, nevah mind tah Halyard docks!...Yah have one chance tah keep a beast yah care about then it's an emergency, I'm not goin' tah argue with that. If yah didn't considah it one yah shouldn't have left in the first place but regardless yah complete disregard for yah duty and safety effects the rest of us"   

Zolomon frowns and replies "I...found out Zeldove was leaving, and boarding some ship so though get to her and talk her out of it or maybe go with her.I didn't think to grab weapons first I just...ran"   

Gregorian folds his arms on the desk and frowns down at Zolomon "I undahstand the situation, I can accept why yah left. That yah left without a word while on duty and didn't think tah be armed is wot I don't accept. Yah at a point I expect yah tah be experienced enough tah not need tah think about these things. If yah told an officah we'd have sent some hare with yah. If yah'd gone armed maybe yah wouldn't have seemed such a stupidly easy target tah some vermin..." a short pause and Greg snorts and makes a grunt of irritation "Right. Well I'm goin' tah drill that in tah yah for a start. The next time I see yah unarmed yah getting chores. Yah walk around this mountain with the expectation that we're goin' tah get invaded and attacked at any second until yah feel like missin' yah sword feels like yah've left yah arm behind"   

Zolomon nods at this "Yes...sur, always wear weapon, have weapons at bedside..got it"He sighs a little, he still has that emtionless sort of tone but its more sad than him being mad at anything and he has had this tone since he came back from failing to get Zeldove back."I just need...to accept..she's gone, just dont know why she didnt say goodbye first"   

Gregorian looks very stern "Yah so much as get out of the bath and yah immediate action isn't tah get dressed and get armed and I'll march yah right back in there tah scrub the entire bathrooms clean" he's finding it quite hard to stay angry when Zolomon is just depressed but to be sympathetic might ruin things so he grunts again "Mm. Well. These things happen. Return tah work. Do NOT be late again...and don't yah dare get drunk tahnight" he gives a dismissive wave to the door "Dismissed" and then he returns to his paperwork.   

Few Hours Later:
   

Ciocan is in the forge and has been since after breakfast. He had lunch brought to him and he has gotten some work done. He is now finishing up a blade he was making for one of the hares.
   
Gregorian could only work on paperwork in the officer's office for so long before he felt out of place there and returned to the place he practically considers his office, the forge. He still has a pile of papers with him as he opens the door with a creak and heads straight for the workbench he'd long claimed as his own "Sah" he greets on the way, naturally glancing at the sword "Is that Windwotsitnames blade or Neb...Nab...Nibbles?" he knows that doesn't sounds right. He's not great with the recruit names.   

Ciocan finishes what he was doing and carefully uses the special tongs to get and dip the blade into the basin and set it aside where it can cool off. He glances at the hare as he takes off his gloves " Neither...but it's written down." He sits down on the larger bench in the room and wipes off some sweat as he speaks " Gonna get some projectS done today Lt.?"
   
Gregorian grunts as it's another blade but at least it's a job getting done. He glances between his forge to do list and the pile of paperwork still to be done and he sighs quietly "At some point. I hope...I spoke tah Zolomon earliah at least. That boy does like tah dive in tah trouble without thinkin''

Ciocan listens as he snorts. "Yes, seems so..I have seen worse, one recruit seemed to always get into fights, they finally shaped up and might be a Private soon. Old Pete mentioned Zolomon went off without his weapons to the docks so thought I go fetch him myself and chat with him. Course didn't know my way around Halyard so had to find one whom did. The dock area seems worse than the village, caught the end of the fight between Zolomon and two ferrets and a vixen, least one ferret was smart and fled, the other not so smart."
   
Gregorian hmms in agreement, he'd read the report so he knew the important details at least "The sea farin' folk tend tah hang around the docks so yah'll get the pirates that aren't causin' trouble but won't hesitate tah try if yah give them a chance...like walkin' around there unarmed" he sighs heavily "It's hard tah be angry with the lad when his fiance just left like that but he can't just run off"   

Ciocan nods " Running off was wrong yes, with or without weapons. I had gotten a note from Zeldove and had Zolomon got word of her leaving from the sentry. I could of easyly lost 2 hares yeaterday. I can see how some areas of Halyard is questionable...though I was there once  many seasons ago...seems its a lot worse there now at those docks."   

Gregorian frowns but nods "Yes. Had he told us he was goin' tah do that I'd have sent a couple of hares with him. I'm goin' tah try and drum bein' armed intah his mind so much it becomes instinct. At least if he stops havin' tah think about it he won't be able tah forget it" he scratches his beard at the mention of Halyard getting worse though "Hmm, well, when we had the hares tah patrol it we could keep things safe. Watch the docks and so on...Now the vermin have a bit more space tah establish their groups"   

Ciocan nods " This is true but we sadly dont have enough hares to patrol Halyard or least the right way. MAybe soon but for now we cant, we ciuld maybe see if any villages want to keep us up to date as for Zolomon I might let you decide what to do with him, I don't think Quinten wants to have to handle anyone else as he is dealing with Zeldove leaving suddenly as well, she was one of the home guards after all and now some extra work needs done and paperwork. I am...disapointed in what Zeldove did, a sudden decision with no warning but a note laid on my desk"   

Gregorian runs a paw over his head as he thinks "I don't know wot tah do with him. I can get him armed, I can punish him with chores but I don't think anythin' is goin' tah sink in while he's in this mood and I don't know how tah keep him from doin' it again"   

Ciocan nods as he thinks a moment " I am unsure either. I know he wanted to get her to come back and maybe he could of or maybe it would of hurt worse. He likely wont come out of his..depression for a while, it can hurt to lose a loved one,I don't know why she left like that without much thought, who know. As for dealing with Zolomon, he does need to learn to not rush off and to have his weapons, it was wrong to rush off when on duty for sure I would not of wanted news of a missing patrol hare or worse a dead one"
   
Gregorian sighs again and pauses to think for a while before speaking "Well he's not goin' outside again for a while. That's a start...If he just took some hares with him when he was runnin' off we'd worry less but yah can't ingrain that sort of thought in tah a beast that doesn't stop tah think without somethin' very bad happenin' tah cause it...Perhaps a few weeks confined tah the mountain will do him some good. Losin' loved ones is hard...I don't want him gettin' a death wish and marchin' out lookin' for trouble next"
   
Ciocan says, "House arrest...4 weeks he stays inside..so no training sessions outside...he.." He seems to rethink "Terrence may need to tend more to the privates and recruits for next 4 weeks as for now Zolomon is to not train others, in fact he is to train more himself...boxing. learn more paw to paw. He can do a runner drill once a day with supervision and other training in the training room. Kitchen duty also..Mainly cleaning up."
   
Gregorian considers everything but nods along in agreement "Hm, yes, probably best not tah have him trainin' recruits when he's not focused on the job. Somehow the arrow injuries would go back up. I have said if I see him without weaponry he will be punished but learnin' how tah bettah defend himself without would be advisable. I'll let him know" he glances back at his stack of papers "Once I've caught up a little here"   

Ciocan nods, he stands to get ready to head to his room. " I will be in my room if needed. But I also want to make sure others are good with paw to paw as well in case a weapon is disarmed or broke somehow. but yes also hares need their weapons with them. for sure when out and about."

In the hallway is Zolomon of course not watching where he is going and bumps right into Ciocan and grumbles "Watch wee ya going ya..."And he pales, its Ciocan as he backs up"s..sorry sure..."

Ciocan takes a deep breath and exhales "Corporal...just watch where you walk please." He is not in the best mood but is also tried, been a long day.

Zolomon nods and then frowns "Tis..not fair..tis not...."He stomps a footpaw and makes fists at his side "Its NOT FAIR!!!!!!!!!!!"

Ciocan looks ready to slap the hare but is keeping his calm as he speaks "Calm yourself, in fact get some rest you are to report to your Lt in the morning and your under house arrest for 4 weeks, The LT can explain the rest tomorrow..is this understood?"

Zolomon nods "Yes..yes suree...tis..understood..."He allows some tears  to flow, not cause of being on house arrest but the fact..."Why did Zeldove do this, sh..she didn't even say goodbye...she just....left and....and..she's...." He leans forwards and just stands there ,sobs, he has held it in since yesterday late morning, it's not much tears,not yet as he shivers and shows he has also not sleep since he rushed off, a couple days of no sleep as he sways and collapses.

Ciocan catches him and takes him to the infirmary to get needed rest and have the healers make sure the hare is ok, he then finally heads off to his room to go to bed a little early.

Whom:

Zolomon-Corporal,Archer,Runner of the LP

Olivia- Retired hare  of the Lp and wife to Varus

Varus- Major,Fighter in the LP

Felicity-Sargeant,Runner in the LP

Terrence-Sargeant,Fighter in the LP

Dominink-Fighter and Private in the LP

Gregorian-LT. and Blacksmith of the LP

Quinten-Gereral and Recorder in the LP

Ciocan-Badger Lord

Log:

The day is here! The day of the abll has arrived. Most of the hares are excited as they file into the dining hall, although some are less than enthused. They are clothed in their best civilian clothes (although some had to get theirs last-minute).   
There is lots of yummy food set out, and the room is decorated with fancy streamers and lanterns.   

Felicity slips in and hides near the back of the room, nervously smoothing down the front of her dress. It used to be her mother's, so the sleeves and the skirt may seem a little short, although it still looks very nice. The fabric is dark green with black embroidery around the sleeves, neckline, and the bottom of the skirt. She has a string of pearls around her neck in addition to her seashell necklaces, and there is a matching pearl bracelet on her left wrist. The green highly compliments her auburn fur.   
   
Zolomon walks in and grins. He is in a nice tunic type suit as he looks around and walks the rest of the way inside.   

Varus arrives, with utmost gravitas. He eschewed the call for civilian dress, instead wearing his best dress uniform, his myriad medals polished to a gleaming shine. The older buck is not alone, however! A slightly younger-looking doe, about a half foot shorter in height arrives with him, their arms linked. She's dressed in an expensive looking gown of pale blue, and her head is crowned with a wreath of flowers. Varus offers her a smile, before they are stopped by various other hares offering their well-wishes.   

Gregorian lurks somewhere near the back of the crowd, keeping out the way and waiting for everything to get started so it becomes acceptable to start drinking. He's made the slightest effort and at least trimmed his beard, dug out his nice clothes. They were a few years old now, no one had forced him to dress up nice out of uniform in a long time but he has the neat, uncomfortable, suit and a smart red waistcoat though if one looks closely it has tiny axes embroidered on it which was the only reason Greg liked it in the first place. Grace is busy off with the dibbuns, showing off her tiny dress with her friends.   
   
Walking into the room is the Badger Lord, dressed in civilian dress, or as close as he gets to civilian dress. A large blue greatcoat, pantaloons and very heavy boots and topped it off with a very large, very beautiful black hat with a large hawks feather tucked into it.   
He is accompanied by General Quinten, the older hare is dressed in a very dapper looking yellow frock-coat and matching wide brimmed yellow hat a cravae and long spats. He also has a walking cane and the pair of them pause in the door to let everyone get a good look at them before the Badger lord moves deeper into the room. Pausing to greet people, shaking hands, smiling, saying his good days and good evenings and hellos.   

Quinten however makes his way along the side of the room heading to get a drink and say his own hellos and let his lordship move through the crowds and say his hellos.   

   
Felicity spots the Badger Lord and relaxes slightly. She starts to walk over to him, but stops when Quinten walks by her. "Oh, 'llo, thah. You look dappah." The other hares greet the badger, and a small band in the corner starts up a cheerful tune.   

Zolomon is off to the side. He is likely waiting on someoene

Varus nods to younger and older hares alike. To the younger generation he introduces his wife, who doesn't frequent the mountain very often since her retirement. Varus strolls over to Felicity, and and he stops, with a smile. "Ah'm glad t' see y' here, wot. Would've 'ad t' make it an ordah, wot?" He chuckles, then gestures to Olivia. "Allow me t' introduce mah wife, Olivia. She knew yahr parents back in th' day." The white-furred doe nods. "I recall when y' were a leveret yourself..." She lacks the accent of her husband and son.
   
Gregorian glances over at the badger arrives and raises an eyebrow at the fanciness. On the one hand it's not like the badger lord had a uniform but it still looked weird to him. A small grunt and he looks around and spots Varus and co in the crowd. Olivia is spotted too. He spent a lot of time in the infirmary around losing his leg and then later for marrying a healer, he knows the old faces. He wanders over that way "Back for the special occasion? I hope he promised yah dancin'" he says to the older doe before nodding at Varus and Felicity.   

Quinten stops and sweeps his hat off and bows to Felicity, sweeping one leg and his walking stick to the side, "Why thank you Miss Felicity, I am doing my best to be on form," He offers his hand as the band starts up and flicks his ears up, "Can I invite you to join me for the first dance?"   

The general smiles and waits for Felicity's answer turning to bow to Varus and his wife Olivia, "Varus, Miss Olivia a pleasure to see you both, I am glad you could join us for this ball," he also turns as Gregorian approaches and inclines his head to them in greeting as well as he puts his hat back on, "Gregorian nice to see you, so Felicity shall we dance? The dance floor needs someone to break the ice and start dancing,"   

Ciocan meanwhile slows and stops near the edge of the dance floor, watching the band starting up then leaning down to talk to a hare next to him, nodding his head and smiling softly at them with a warm smile, chatting and pointing toward the dance floor, his lordship's foot starting to tap in time to the music.   

Felicity gets flustered at Olivia's comment. "Oh, um, really?" Then the General asks her to dance, and she takes his paw out of reflex. "Oh, uh, yeah, sure!" She smiles up at the Smith, then at the other 2 she was talking to as she lets herself be led away to the dance floor. "I 'ave t'admit I nevah really laehned much dancin'. I may step on y'toes..."
   
Zolomon has decided to sort of dance on the side, through he does stop and gets something to drink and nods "HAllo..." He will watch anyone else dance for now.   

Olivia huffs softly. "He'd better give me the dancing. I haven't been to a proper party in almost 10 seasons," she replies to Greg, before reaching up to give her husband's cheek a playful tweak. "He always says he's too busy for this sort of thing..." The older buck rolls his eyes. "Mah deah, 'ave I tol' you yet just 'ow ravishin' y' look tonight?" She sighs good-naturedly. "Now you're changin' the subject."   

Gregorian chuckles faintly as Felicity is stolen away for dancing and he nods at Zolomon before he looks back at the other pair "Yah couldn't pry him away from the uniform for the night though I see" another small chuckle and he looks back over the crowd of hares slowly taking to the dance floor or hanging about talking.   

Dominik had found himself occupied keeping his eye on the gathering of Dibbuns, and for the most part they had all seemingly been behaving quite well considering the circumstances. The large buck wasn't dressed any fancier than normal...he honestly hadn't had any fancy clothes, and likely couldn't borrow any due to none of them really fitting him at all. There are certain advantages and disadvantages to being as massive as he is, and finding clothing kinda hovers in between the two. Still, he remains near the back, looking a little uncomfortable, as he tries his best to keep an eye on his charges.   

Quinten dances, the tune being played is quite lively and energeitc but the older General has a step to his moves, a graceful curve and strut and sway and step step step as he moves back and forth, "So Felicity, how have things been? Enjoying life in the patrol I hope?"   

Ciocan meanwhile makes his way across to Varus & Olivia and their group, "Varus, it is nice to see you and Miss Olviia, how lovely that the pair of you could make it."   

Felicity just does her best to follow the General's moves. So far she hasn't stepped on his toes, so that's good. "Oh, aye, bein' a Runnah in th'Patrol was m'dream f'r m'whole life. Bein' a Sergeant, though...well, I'm glad t' 'ave been trusted wi'such responsibility. It's sometimes a bit ovahwhelmin', though, I 'ave t'say." She hasn't spotted Dom yet (how is that possible?), but when she can, she'll make sure to say hello to him. Julia has been showing off her dress, which is the same colour as that of her sister and her doll. It's just that the leveret and her toy have black lace at the wrists, neckline, and bottom hem. They also have black ribbons tied around the bases of their ears.   

Zolomon stays off to the side and sits down. He is asked to dance by a doe and shakes his head no and sips some ale.   

Varus harrumps at Greg's words. "Mah dress uniform is dressy enough, wot," he declares, and Olivia sighs again. "Well, it looks good on you, at least. That *is* what a dress uniform is for, after all." She smiles, then says to Gregorian, "You're getting around very well on that leg. I'm pleased to see that you are doin' so well..."
   
Then the doe nods to the Badger. "Lord Ciocan," she replies. "When I was last here Sebastian was still the Lord." Varus nods. "Aye, it was." He salutes, despite the occasion. "Glad t' see ya, Sah."   

Gregorian shrugs a shoulder at Varus "I've nevah had a dress uniform that didn't feel wildly uncomfortable. Granted this" he gestures at his smart clothes "isn't winnin' any prizes but I guess it's bettah" he smiles fainted at Olivia and nods once "As well as evah. Yah use anythin' for a few years though and yah'll get used tah it" he throws out a casual salute to the badger as he comes over "Sah"
   
Dominik had never really been one for large public gatherings, and so he isn't really in too big of a hurry to join the main crowd. Especially with his drastically different look, and all the various scars and things he sports from his adventures over the fall and winter. He'd never really though himself particularly interesting to look at before, and so it only made that opinion all the more valid. Still, as he watches the Dibbuns managing to actually socialize without tearing each others' nice clothes and actually seem to get along, the large buck smiles a little. He always felt the most comfortable around the leverets, more than likely due to their mental capacity hovering right around the same level, especially as of late. Arms folding across his chest, he leans back against the wall, gaze momentarily drifting around.   

Poking his head into the room, Terrence scans the crowd of hares for the sentry replacements. He considers himself lucky that the volunteer signup had opened up next to him so he was the first to dodge going to the ball with a few of the other more socially reclusive hares of the mountain. Seeing the four privates the sergeant makes his way over to have a few short words with them. Unlike the first batch of mountain sentries, only one of the next group seems pleased to leave the room and food. Terrence, for his part, weaves his way through the party to the food table to raid it with gusto, still wearing his standard uniform and the not the least bit more dressed up than usual. He hadn't had time was his excuse, or so he says with a wry smile to an attendant who was eyeing his clothing with a frown.
   
Quinten brings the dance with Felicity to an end and bows to her elegantly, "That was lovely my dear, you are doing a grand job as a runner, so you are to be commended, also for your dancing, lots of hares skip that class but it is actually very good for dexterity."   
Ciocan smiles at the small gathering, nodding to Greg and Varus before bowing to Olivia, "Well I can see the compare is giving me the look, I should do at least one turn of the dance floor, Olivia would you do me the honour?" He holds out a paw to her, "This is after all a ball and I should do my part as well."   

He glances at the dancefloor, "And it would be a genuine delight to take a turn on the dance floor with you Olivia."   

   
Felicity curtsies gracefully to the General. "Thank you, Sah. May'ap I should take a few more then." She smooths down her skirt. "I'm glad t' 'ear I'm doin' well. I do worry, y'know?" She makes her way to the food table and goes to poke Terrence in the arm. "Y'made it!" She seems genuinely happy to see him, not even glancing at his outfit. She (finally) spots Dominik over in the corner and waves at him.   

Olivia smiles, and takes Ciocan by the paw. "Why, sir, you flatter me. Varus, dear, go and mingle. Lord Ciocan an' I shall be dancin'." The old buck nods, and waves her on. "Aye, 'ave yahr fun. I need t' go speak t' tha' big lunk, Private Dominik..." He makes his way over toward the leveret area to address the big lunk in question.   

Gregorian chuckles quietly "The evenin' just began and she's already off with anothah beast" he jokes to Varus before the major draws his attention to Dom as well and he glances over to the dibbun crowd "Hm, might just check on the mini ones myself" he says as he follows Varus over towards Dom.

Dominik gives Felicity a wave as he notices her waving to him. He blinks as he notices others beginning to migrate in his general direction. He knows they aren't heading for anyone else, for there really is no one else in his area besides him and the leverets. Glancing back and forth, Dom shrinks back against the wall a little, the large hare obviously uncomfortable. He'd been generally scarce for the most part, not being seen very much around the mountain as of late. However, he gives a salute to the others, before his eyes shift back over towards the leverets to make sure they are not getting themselves into trouble. He'd been doing an admirable job of that so far, and he seemingly wishes to focus most of his attention on that, and not somuch on the ball, itself.
   
"Yes, well, here I am." Terrence smiles to her, one paw holding a full plate of food. "If I had less tact, I'd mention about just how positively /thrilled/ I am to be here." He adds with a wink before glancing at Dom as well, briefly adding to the amount of hares who are focused on the big northerner. "Do you want any?" The bespectacled hare offers Felicity, inspecting his plate. "I'm not quite sure what most of these things are, if I'm being honest." Taking what looks like a filled pastry he takes a bite. And other. "Ah, cheese!"   

Ciocan is slow and ponderous but there is a decorum to the badger's movements as he steps and moves and sways from point to point, dancing in a long, slow, delightful motion with Olivia, keeping his eyes on the hare's eyes and not looking at his feet. Seems badger lords know how to dance though the way he is dancing, moving slightly slower then the music might call for, it is as if he is dancing to an older version of the tune when it was played slower.   

Quinten meanwhile has hit the buffet table now that the dancing is over, he nods to Terrence and picks up a plate and starts to help himself to the food on offer! He is after all a hare, he has done his duty, he danced, now there is food!
   
   
Felicity laughs and takes a pastry. "Sure, thanks." She bites into the cheese thing, then starts gathering up her own food, making sure to balance the desserts with protein stuff (like cheese). "Well, I'm genuinely thrilled that you're here, t'be frank."   

Varus casually nods to Terrence, but his attention is focused on Dom. "Private. Wasn't sure yah'd be 'ere t'night. 'Ow are y' feelin'?"

Meanwhile, Olivia's dance with the Badger Lord draws to a close, and they start to head back toward the periphery, the doe curtseying as the badger bows in turn. "You're a very fine dancer, Sir."   

Gregorian is not necessarily coming over for Dom. He gives the big hare a nod of course but his attention is mostly on the dibbuns as instantly Grace is over to do a twirl and excitedly chatter constantly about dresses and food and music and dancing and the list goes on with barely a stop for breath. Greg just smiles with the tiredness of a parent who knows it was worth the effort of getting her that dress and he quietly lets her keep going with just a few nods and interested noises at the appropriate points until the little laveret asks "Can I dance? I don't know 'ow but I wants tah try!" if it was anyone else Greg's solution would be to try to direct them to someone else but instead he just offers a paw to the small doe "Sure. I'll teach yah tah dance just like yah mothah" Grace does a little excited jump before quickly waving to Dom as she's leaving the group without his permission "I'm goin' tah learn tah dance!...Then I can come back tah teach everyone!" she's sure she'll be a master by the end of the evening.   

Dominik's eyes fall on Varus, and he gives him a slow nod. "...yes, sir. Vas asked to vatch leverets. So is here to do this, is not here for...dancing times." His gaze shifts over towards the other part of the room where the general merrymaking is going on. "Also, is doing favor for Felicity. She asked me to be here. Owed her that much, for all she has done." The large hare smiles a little, before he reaches over to snag a leveret who had decided to try and sneak on by. He deposits him back with the others, giving him a particular look...which causes said leveret to seat himself back down. Dom nods, before turning his attention back to Varus and Greg. As Grace is taken off to dance by her father, she gets a nod and a smile. "...is sure leetle Grace vil be best dancer..." he offers to her, before he gives them both a wave.   

"Really?" Terrence peers over his spectacles, "And why's that? if you don't mind me asking, course." The sergeant seems for the moment relaxed even if he doesn't care much for large parties. "I can say the same thing about you, though. I'd offah to dance," he chuckles, "But unfortunately at the moment I'm rathah occupied with my food. Probably should have waited before getting a plate..." He mutters, more t himself than anyone else.   

Felicity grins and grabs a passing Private. "I say, would y'watch Terrence an' my food while we dance? An', y'know, don't eat it or anythin' like that." The Private agrees and takes the plates, and the Runner goes to grab her fellow Sergeant by the paw. "Problem solved, wot!" She goes to drag him to the dance floor, where the band has begun another song. "An' f'r y'first question....y'm'friend....an' maybe somethin' more." She leaves it at that, and directs the conversation to the spring that is coming. As the night wears on, she makes sure to dance with her sister and hang out with /all/ of her friends...but especially Terrence and Dominik.
   
Varus nods again. "Good work, Private," he declares, before going back to rejoin his wife by the buffet table. She's already starting to serve herself. "Remember, dear, that the cheese puffs give you indigestion. So be careful." Varus sighs. "I *will*..."   

Dominik gives Varus a nod. "Thank you, sir..." The large hare returns his attention to the Dibbuns, occasionally glancing up to the rest of the room, as they all seem to be behaving. Looks like a trip out to the beach is in the future, as he'd promised them if they behaved.
   
There is a moment or so that it seems he'd protest the loss of his food (in particular those absolutely /wonderful/ cheese puffs (which apparently give you indigestion, according to the major)), but Terrence allows himself to be led after Felicity even if he doesn't trust the private, Konner, not to go munch it all down once the sergeants are out of sight. "Well, that's good to heah!" He says with an amused grin. "Well, shall we dance then?"

The Ball was fun and hares danced late into the night, some left early though, but all in all ...evryone had fun!

Who:

Gorvenalus- Recorder for Redwall Abbey and Part time healer

Benar-Abbot of Redwall Abbey

Vilfred-Log-A-Log

Berwin-Cook for GOUSIM

Krisha- Badger Mother

LOG:

Krisha sits in her chair looking over some sort of list, seems she has gotten a break from the dibbuns who have been a bit....well active, likely due to its spring soon.She frowns as seems another issue as welll as she sighs laying a paw on her midsection "Course...you have too much energy as well huh"

Gorvenalus makes his way inside looking over a letter he was handed "Intresting"He says as he looks up and smiles "Greetings Mother Krisha, I do hope all is well"   

Benar walks in from outside, pausing to shut the door and shake out his robe, "It is starting to look nice out there," He comments as he starts toward the recorder and the badgermother, "How are you both doing today?"   

Krisha smiles "Its been a good past couple weeks, and snow is starting to melt as well now...well slowly melt, and other good news as well, well good news to me"   

Gorvenalus nods"I been well and yes we shall soon need to get busy to be ready for spring planting, I got a small letter from Ferravale...seems Blisa wants to talk to the shrews and Minsc about something they found..."He reads through the letter "Oh..Patch mentioned some....oh I remember Log-A-log mentioning finding some amulet wonder if its about that"   

Benar says, "Well I will be happy to take a look at anything they have found and if I can help with their discussions with Blisa I will be pleased to do so, the Shrews are our guests. AS for good news Krisha, what news is that? Come on don't keep us waiting."
   
Krisha chuckles "Just Xander finally spending more time here. He..."She smiles "Gave ownership of the tavern to that Patch, said he trusts him to do well that he has been doing well for past few weeks being mostly in charge of it anyways...so made him fully in charge and Xander has been at the abbey a lot more now, it makes me happy "   

Gorvenalus smiles at teh news "Thats good...and as for this amulet, no clue Benar sorry guess your have to ask someone who does know."He smiles "Maybe Minsc, he is around on a visit for a few weeks and he was with them when this amulet was found"
   
Benar says, "I will ask Minsc and I am glad Xander is spending more time with you Krisha, I did have a little chat with him when he came to talk to me, I said he was sort of lost and needed to focus on what he wanted rather then trying to do too many things at once"
   
Krisha says, "Well guess he has one less thing to worry on now,think that tavern took a lot of his time away"
   
Gorvenalus says, "Time with family is always important,as well as time with friends"
   
Benar says, "YEs spending time with your loved ones is always one of the most important things you can do"

Krisha says, "Yes..."She smiles "I wonder if we should have that story telling by the fire pit we spoke of once here soon?"   

Gorvenalus asks, "Story time?" He hmmms "Not heard of that as an idea but sounds intresting."
   
Benar exclaims, "Oh yes that was a plan we where discussing, jhaving an evening of story telling by the fire with a prize for the best story!"
   
Krisha says, "we should plan a day soon, it is getting warmer and not getting dark as soon as it has been, and might be nice to be outdoors a little more...besides getting ready for spring planting which....well I wont be able to help much with but I am sure others can help, I can help with the story telling though"
   
Gorvenalus says, "Souns like something Minsc would like he likely has some stories from Willowbark to tell"

Benar says, "Well then let us set a date soon to get a roaring fire going and all gather around for a brilliant and fun evening."

Krisha asks, "Maybe in a week or so would be good for a time?"   

Gorvenalus chuckles "sounds fun, I can even record some of the stories for furture use prehaps, if someone wants them written down that is"   

Benar exclaims, "We all that would be splended Gorve! I would want to get them all recorded"

Berwin walks into the room slowly and nods a hello "Ello to you...some sort of meeting er something?" He finds a chair close to the fireplace to sit down.   

Benar glances at the shrew, "Not at all, we just happened to not have anything going on and the three of us tend to gravitate to the fireplace in the great hallm, means people can find us if they need us."   

Krisha smiles and waves to the shrew "Not really, just some chatting is all your welcome to stay and chat as well"
   
Gorvenalus waves "Greetings and yes a small discussion maybe but just plans...story time being one idea, how are you and the other shrews?"   

Berwin shrugs "Fine suppose..have had ups and downs but things seem ok for now."   

Benar exclaims, "Well Berwin we are planning to have a story competition in a few weeks, every beast welcome to come and tell us their stories!"

Krisha says, "should be fun maybe you or other shrews have some stories to tell even since the weather is getting warmer slowly now and snow is melting likely to start seeing some things going on around the abbey"
   
Gorvenalus nods and then "Oh yes"He hands a letter to Berwin "For you and the shrews, not sure all the details just to metion it was about the amulet you guys helped find"
   
Berwin takes the letter and smiles "Amulet....we did fidn one, course de wildcat had taken it..."He is curious so he goes to read it and smiles "It would seem....it is back in...rightful paws?" He tilts his head and looks at the recorder "Amulet was..something of Ferravale?"
   
Benar tilts his ears forward toward Berwin, "You found an amulet? Was it Blisa's father's amulet by any chance? Or someone elses?"   

Krisha is curious of the letter but just decides to listen to what is said.   

Berwin shrugs "I am not reading knowing too much of her father, meet Blisa before."He decides to let the recorder look the letter over, maybe he knows more than he does?   

Gorvenalus ajusts his glasses to read more details as he hmmms "She wants to know how it was found.....it was.."He smiles" A lost family amulet seeming lost right before she was born, Scioto had it stolen and had been heartbroken it was lost, even had beasts hunt for it and never found it, it was lost.....till just this past week"He smiles as he looks at Berwin "It would seem your little tresure hunt with that map you guys found indeed did find a tresure"   

Benar says, "Well that is a wonderful story to hear, I remember when Scioto lost that amulet, he was heart broken, he even came down here to the abbey to see if he had left it here... Lorimis had us all looking for it."

Krisha asks, "Stolen? It was good it was found I bet Blisa is very happy about it"   

Berwin smiles "We found a lost family heirloom.....this is most good indeed....it is good to of been found then and placed back in the rightful paws of the rightful family"
   
Gorvenalus smiles , He does sigh a little "Its too bad Scioto could not of seen it found as well, but it being found is great news indeed yes"
   
Benar says, "Well that is a happy ending, thank you Berwin and all the GUOSIM i am sure that has made Blisa incredibly happy"

Krisha says, "happy endings are always good to hear about, good news is always welcome"   

Berwin says, "welll...."He smiles "I guess we willl have to tell her she is welcome then....it was good to find something of that vaule...heee at first I was uncertain as it was a map held by umm....some skelton by a chest, chest had the map that led to another chest that had amulet in it and like some coins"
   
Gorvenalus hmmmms "Minsc had mentioned some of the map to me and wanting to help find what it led to, he seemed excited on a possible adventure"   

Benar stands upo and smiles, "Well for now I need to get back to my office, but I will speak to you all later," he nods to Krisha, "Send Minsc my way if he surfaces we should talk, I have some ideas he might be able to help with."   

Krisha waves to Benar and smiles "Well seems been good news lately, maybe some more good news will happen"   

Berwin smiles "Well I am glad we brought and helped with good news"   

Gorvenalus says, "Well then we can let Log-A-log know and maybe you all can go to Ferravale, maybe I will tag along or maybe just have minsc go""

Krisha says, "good news helps brighten sprits also....its good"
   
Berwin says, "of course it is good, this news is good though Ferravale is...well how you say intresting to visit but suppose if the chietiain wants to chat, we shall chat, unless she comes here maybe?"
   
Gorvenalus says, "I can see about blisa coming here then if you and the shrews are not comofrtable in Ferravale, the place can be...overwelming"
   
Krisha stands "I need to get back to the dibbuns, see you all later"
   
Berwin waves and leans back"Yes it is...thought was no brothered just.....not use to it is all"
   
Vilfred walks in and waves "Ello...how is all?"   

Gorvenalus smiles "Very good...Blisa wants to speak to you on some things Log-A-LOg...finding her fathers amulet is main one....the other news, didnt mention...the wildcat is dead,,,Bladefur is dead that is"
   
Berwin says, "very good news that wildcat was most annoying and had foul breath"   

Vilfred nods "Good...the evil one is gone, not care how dead, just dead is good..and I am glad we found her family amulet, very glad...a good deed we did yes?"   

Gorvenalus says, "Yes a very good deed Log-A-Log and no worries i shall see if Blisa will come here to talk to you"
   
Berwin says, "I say could be intresring talking to the chieftain but yes here...or there, what ever is best"   

Vilfred says, "here is good...we shall see I suppose"   

Gorvenalus says, "Also a story time contest by the firepit in a couple weeks is to happen as well....I need to take down some stuff for the abbey logs before I forget, good eve to both of you and again thank you for a good deed done"   
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