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==Posting for Minsc( alt of  The_Brony_Marek)===

WHO:

Minsc-Champion of Willowbark Abbey

Krisha-Badger Mother

Lilymoore-Bell Ringer of Redwall

Angela-Healer at Redwall

John-Traveling squirrel and Warrior

Leigh-Healer for GOUSIM

LOG:

Minsc helps Leih into the infirm and gets her to a cot"We can get help to others soon but first we take care of you my friend"   

Leigh nods as she lays down and frowns"Log-A-log,Berwin and Vlora...we need to let someone know where they are" She has a dagger half sank into her shoulder right now.
   
"Whot's goin' on here?" Angela comes hobbling up, leaning heavily on her staff. "How did this happen?" She goes back to the cabinets and starts pulling out herbs, bandages, and a jar of ointment. LilyMoore had been putting away clean linens, but now that she sees her friend the hamster, she hurries over to him. Minsc! What's going on? What happened?"
   
Minsc backs up and frowns "Wildcat happen, threw throwing dagger and is not all...wildcat has captives"   

Leigh glaces over at the healer and speaks, threw some pain"The vermin....he has Log-A-log, Vlora and Berwin"
   
LilyMoore is worried, and it shows. "Oh, no...do you know where they are? Maybe my mom or Matilda can help. Does Ferravale know?"

Angela bustles back over and starts trying to work on the shrew. She has also grabbed some stitching supplies, and she goes to numb, clean, and stitch the wound after she pulls the knife out.   

Minsc sighs, he manages a smile at Lilymoore and then nods "Is at some old camp by river and not having time, came here first...he also killed a shrew named Rollo."
   
Leigh is in a lot of pain but lets Angela tend to her and lays there quietly, she is worried as well but there is not a lot that can be done right now.   

LilyMoore frowns. "I can ask a bird to take the message to Ferravale. They like to do me favours." Without anybody asking her to, she heads to a window, opens it, and starts waving to some birds that are outside. Angela continues working on the wound, frowning slightly. "Ye're lucky it didn't hit any organs, missie."
   
Minsc folds his arms over his chest"The wildcat also has some amulet that me and the shrews found....seems to have some family chrest on it or something, but now its in that evil ones paws."   

Leigh tenses up "i..managed...to move a little."She holds still best she can and looks very tried." I hope our freinds are found"   

LilyMoore is having a conversation with some of the birds, who have perched on the windowsill and chirp at her on occasion. Angela starts bandaging up the wound, having gotten her sewing and other stuff done in record time. "Aye, so do I, hon. Our Warriors will do all they can to save your tribe members, you can rest assured." She glances at the hamster. "An amulet, huh? Maybe you should ask Gorvenalus about it. There might be records of it so you can find out who it belongs to."
   
Minsc nods "Prehaps, I did not get too good a look at it, had to of been stolen from someone seasons ago was in old chest and in building that seemed abandoned fer while. "He nods"I will be helping to find friends,I must help"
   
"I don't need to remind you how someone /your/ age can fall apart if you don't take ca-" The mildly annoyed voice of an abbey member is interrupted by the /very/ annoyed voice of a squirrel. "Oh, are y'calling me old, laddy? Look, I can use my arm just fine, see?" John throws open the infirmary door far with far more force than needed, revealing the green robbed mouse behind him. "No, I did not, and even if you feel alright it's still good to make sure." There is a long pause before John answers. "Fine. Here I am." With a curt nod the abbey beast disappears down the hallway again, abandoning the squirrel to the beasts inside.
   
Leigh nods as she looks ready to fall asleep and rest, she looks over as more enter the room and sighs, but she is soon falling asleep.
   
Angela has finished her Healer's work just in time to start it up again with a new person! Fixing the squirrel with a hard stare, the old mouse points to a chair. "'Ave a seat an' tell me why you're 'ere." She starts cleaning up, obviously expecting him to comply. LilyMoore has finished her conversation with the birds, and they fly off, one with a note for Blisa tied to its leg. The young mouse closes the window and returns to the hamster's side. "I know you will, Minsc. I'm sure Mom will, too, and maybe I can help. I can use her sword." She gives the squirrel a wave, but lets her great-grandmother deal with him.

Minsc studies Lilymoore and chuckles, but its a happy one "Lilymoore has grown up to be a warrior? This is great news " He will hug her if he can and steps back "We wil get my friends back and end the evil one who has them"   

Deciding it best not to argue John sits as told. "Some well meaning beasts wanted to make sure I were healthy, they did, particularly 'bout those wounds I got last fall 'cause o'tha'monitor..." The squirrel rattles off, though he's clearly distracted somewhat by the mention of a sword, warrior, and evil ones. "Evil one, y'say?" Allowing himself a grin, John leans towards the shrew. "What's this 'bout?"   

Krisha slips into the infirm quielty.She has made sure to have a checkup once a week lately and so she is here.She seems liess stresssed now so thats always good.She stops when she notices it seems a little busy and starts to slip right back out to the hallway.
   
But, alas, the badger was spotted! Angela walks over to the squirrel and waves her to sit. "I'll be with ye in a minute, Krisha. Now, son," she pokes the squirrel in the chest. "Where did ye get hurt, an' how? I can check on ye while you listen." LilyMoore blushes slightly and looks at the floor. "Thanks, Minsc." She glances at the squirrel, but lets the hamster answer him.
   
Minsc says, "Evil one is wildcat, has half the GOUSIM as captives he does, we need to get them back.He also has some family crest of some beast long ago stolen, m and the shrews found it and the cat has it now in his paws."   

"Does he indeed?" John doesn't sound all that impressed by the wildcat. "Hamster, mate, think it might be a wee bit dramatic t'go 'round calling th'kitty 'Evil One.' 'Specially with history these woods have, eh?" Turning back to Angela he squints. "Was clawed by a monitor, I was. In m'leg and forearm." Raising his left arm, he adds, "They've both healed fine enough, though they left scars. Been 'bout a season since I had them looked at..."   

Krisha sits down "Wot has happen now?" She frowns "I hae heard of a wildcat causeing trouble in Ferravale, is it the same one maybe?"
   
Angela goes to tweak the squirrel's ear. "Stop bein' impudent. Anybeast who acts like that is evil. Now hold still." She goes to roll up his sleeve to check on that wound. LilyMoore looks concerned. "Wait.....where's Log-a-Log? Is he keeping watch on where this wildcat is keeping the Guosim prisoner?"   

Minsc says, "Log-A-Log is also captive, as is two other shrews...one shrew also was slain ny the wildcat"He takes a deep breath and looks at John "I am Minsc, that is my name sir..do remember"
   
John grows far more grim than before, even with the old mouse twisting his good ear. "And I'm John. Listen, Minsc." The squirrel takes care to pronounce the name correctly. "I meant no offense, and I'm sorry for th'loss o'life. But it does no good using names like evil one an' all tha', it does. Most beasts 'round here will only panic when hearing that, which'll make things worse... Now, where's this wildcat hanging 'bout? Even a guess can help narrow things down..."
   
Krisha looks between them and blinks, great beasts agueing "I can come back later...ohhhhhh"She lays a paw on her mid section and shakes her head, she don't seem worried though as she smiles a little,a chuckle "Maybe I can stay, I am supposed to have a weekly checkup after all"   

LilyMoore steps between the 2 Warriors, paws spread placatingly. "Okay, I can see both of your points. Minsc, I think John has a vaild point. Many more meek beasts around here may freak out if they hear you calling this wildact that. So....let's just call him 'that wildcat', or even by his name. And John...Minsc isn't from around here, so we need to have some grace for different cultures, okay?" Angela scowls at the badger. "Ye're gonna stay right there, missie. I'll get to ye in a minute."   

Minsc snorts "Not need guess...know where cat is."   

John was trying his best not to argue, and he nods at Lilymoore's words. "Suppose that's true." But at the hamster's snort the squirrel's eye twitch. After a deep breath, the he silently pulls his left sleeve up to reveal the pink flesh were fur hadn't regrown yet. Four distinct marks can be made out on his forearm, three on the outside and one his palm's side. Then, with his free paw he pulls up his trouser's leg to revel a similar though bigger scars just above his knee. "There y'go, sorry 'bout that." John mutters, holding his arm out to the healer. "I'm just bored here, to be frank. That's one reason why I'm so eager t'know where th'cat is."   

Krisha nods "I can wait Angela its just a checkup and I been fine,not as stressed out, for now" She frowns at the Squirrel "Bored? So you want to go fight a vermin?"   

Angela nods and observes the scars, pulling them slightly and seeing his reaction. "Been 'urtin' you? I have a salve ye can use to help reduce the scars some, if ye're interested." Looking at the badger, the old Healer snorts. "'E's a Warrior, they're all the same. Wanna go chasin' after the enemy and slay them in a big bloody fight." LilyMoore looks hurt. "I'm not liek that, Nana, and neither is Mom." The Healer waves at the Bellringer in irritation. "Just wait, young 'un. You've never fought in a real battle. Warriors are all the same." Lily looks hurt, but doesn't argue any more, instead looking at the floor in silence.   

Minsc frowns a bit and looks at Lilymoore "Is not need to worry, but true.Battle and lose can do lot to a beast .We will find the shrews and that wildcat soon, he is near the river, east of Ferravale and slightly south fron the river or we was at least as he could of moved"   

There's a moment or so before John replies, reluctantly, "...Aye, they have. Least th'leg one. It wasn' th' first wound I got there, so I don'' know how that's been effecting it all." At the healer's opinion of warriors he offers a grim smile. "Perhaps that's true. But I prefer to get the fight over right quick, m'self, and wouldn' go far as t'call m'self a warrior. A soldier, perhaps, but..." He shakes his head. "I'm sorry to say it Krisha, but I'm not exactly the most fit beast for Redwall. There's a reason why I've gone away from here so much, there is. Don' like the, well, /domestic/ life of the abbey after a while." Making a mental note of Minsc's direction, he bows his head to hamster. "Good t'know. I'll go check th'area - I don' plan on doing anything too foolish, either..."   

Krisha nods "I know how warriors can be...Xander is still one but"She smiles "He is trying at least, though I am concerned that he hears of this he wil want to rush off and I rather he not.."She lays her paw still on her midsection"He needs to be able to meet his son or daughter after all"   

Minsc glaces oover as he stands "There are others who can help me...and help free our friends.Xander is needing to stay at the abbey, now if excuse me...need to talk to my father"   

LilyMoore shrugs as her hamster friend speaks, then she waves halfheartedly as he leaves. "See ya later, Minsc." Angela purses her lips and pays special attention to the leg wound. "Mm, it may 'ave healed wrong." The younger mouse just stays looking at the floor, having pulled away inside her head at the Healer's judgement of Warriors.   

The squirrel nods. "Maybe. I wasn' the most careful when I were younger, though I've been careful all winter to not even climb..." John shrugs. "I once got a spear in the same area, I did..." As for the old mouse's judgment, it wasn't the first time John had disagreed with an abby elder, but this was perhaps the first time he didn't want to argue about it. "I'm glad t'hear Xander's no' run off again. I'll try an' make sure he stays here if you want th'help, Krisha." With a rueful grin he adds, "He sometimes lends an ear t'me, he does."   

Krisha nods "Thank you..." She smiles "He is gonna stay here more now and...not really at Ferravale so much."She smiles "The dibbun is not to come till end of summer or round there"   

LilyMoore scoots over to sit by the Badger Mother. "Do you have any names picked yet?" Angela scowls slightly. "Mm....since it's all healed, I'm not sure whot all I c'n do. I'll give ye 2 salves to rub into it twice every day. If it bothers ye, try a warm compress and white willow bark tea. Other'n that.....I don't really 'ave much else f'r ye to try, son."
   
Nodding slowly, and hiding his mild irritation at the nickname, John smiles. "Right, thank y'. I'll get going soon then." Standing and stretching, the squirrel waits for the salve. "That's very good t' hear, it is."   

Krisha smiles "Not thought of names...."She chuckles "Who ever he or she is they like to kick a lot"   

Angela nods and gets the salves for the squirrel. "If it gets worse, come back." She then turns to the badger. "Kickin' a lot, huh? Good, good." She pulls a privacy curtain around the cot so she can give the badger a check-up. LilyMoore stands and tugs on the squirrel's sleeve. "Let's go see if there's any leftover lunch left, okay?" She goes to lead him down to the kitchens.   

"Right then." The squirrel says as he takes the salves, "Thank you." John looks down at the mouse tugging his sleeve. "Suppose that's a polite way of saying 'get out o'their fur', isn' it, eh?" He laughs as he follows her out. "Alright. Let's see what th' good frier has left."   

Krisha frowns, she hates check ups but she will deal with it."Yes..so then that means...the dibbun is ok? Moveing is good?" It seems the dibbun she had lost before likely didnt move much.She will get done with the check up, listen to advise on what to do, not do and then head to her room after the check up.

Who:

Patch-Spy and Tavern Worker,Ale maker

Xander- Owner of Redthron Tavern in Ferravale

Texo- Architech of Ferravale

Bladefur-Fighter beast and rude wildcat

Some spoofed Tavern beasts and a Couple Healers

LOG:

FV:Redthorn Tavern:Main Room
This is the Redthorn Tavern you have just entered. There is many round tables with chairs made of oak wood  and on the side wall some tables with booths are found. In the back is the counter and where the main bar tender serves up drinks, round chairs line the counter here. Behind the counter is different drinks to choose from, even a small few without alcohol in them. A menu is nearby with food choices, but you will not find any bird meat on this menu. A large picture of whom the tavern is named after,  Marek Redthorn,  hangs on the wall for all to see, a  few words of how he saved Mossflower lie under the picture. Also on a wall, in a glass case, is a curious old flagon,slight burn marks on the side.
On the far side is a fighting pit, a couple tables here to place bets on whom will lose or win and a place to watch the fights. The pit is blocked off and one way in and out down a ramp, that's always guarded at all times, and a healer is on duty at all times as well.  There is also a stage where beasts can sing, dance  or maybe even juggle to entertain the crowds. The tavern is larger inside than it seemed to be from the outside. A door leads off to the kitchen and a sign =employees only= .A window on the side looks outside to the village and there is the door that leads back outside.

Patch is cleaning up the tavern, like always and making sure things are keep clean, orders are placed and done correctly and then he goes to finish making some ales he was working on.
   
Texo walks into the tavern and finds a place to sit "Hello...hi.....oh ummm I need a light ale and what ever the speical is tonight"
   
Bladefur grins as he enters the tavern, it's been a while since he has been in the area.He smirks "Nice look, I liked de old look better but hey...change happens I suppose"   

Patch looks up, first at Texo "A potatoe soup and something to drink, and either roll or toast...."He then nods to the wildcat "New tavern so new design, what ya want? Or ya just 'ere to sit?"   

Texo nods "I would like that still..."He frowns at the wildcat "Some changes are good sir, some not so much..the old tavern got destoryed and so this new one was build,named redthorn after Marek Redthron...whom is saddly dead now"   

Bladefur shrugs "Who cares, I need a strong ale and what sort of meat they have here?"   

Patch nods and gets the orders of ale, and Texo's meal "We have fish,crayfish and sometimes eel but right now just fish,crayfish and...well was some lobster that I managed to get, gonna have some difference"   

Texo says, "Maybe we could try and have....well something else,not sure what else though would be good,that we could have anyways"
   
Bladefur rolls his eyes "Fine...fish it be then"He smirks "Ate hare once, it was good. It was in de southlands"   

Patch makes a face but goes to get the fish and lays it down "Well we dont have that here...heard they might have it at the Gull, I know they have 2-3 bird meats at the Gull, but 'ere tis fish basiclaly"   

Texo says, "I never been to the Gull...I like it here a lot better"   

Bladefur says, "This place seems ok so far"He chuckles a bit "And who says I would want hare here, if I do I catch one and eat it elsewhere" He wil eat his fish and get some vegtables with it.
   
Patch says, "How...intresting...certain things around here is a big no,unless you want trouble started with other beasts around"
   
Texo just quietly eats , but he does move slightly away from the wildcat, seems he rather avoid any possible fights right now,he was never the fighting type and he wasn't begining now.   

Bladefur looks around "So..who owns this place? And what is this town...hmmm, who ever runs it should rethink some of the offered menu items"   

Xander steps in about now an overhears some of the talk "I own the tavern?" He studies the wildcat and sits down"Patch, we need to talk"   

Patch hmmphs "I don't wanna talk to YOU..so just go ta ya office or something."Yes seeing the badger has put him in a bad mood,he then gets a look at him slightly"What happen ta you.."He smirks "Bad end of a fight?"   

Texo waves to the badger and answers the cat "Ummm...Xander here owns the tavern, now the village is Ferravale and thats run by Chieftain Blisa"   

Bladefur hissses and his ears go back "A stripedog owns the tavern!!! This a joke?" He narrows his eyes on Xander and stands up."Why do you own a tavern in a vermin village?"   

Xander stays calm, great trouble and he didnt want trouble"Cause I do, Marek Redthrorn in trusted it to me, now please....get out of my face"   

Patch looks between them, he would say no fighting but hey this is a vermin tavern they can fight if they want to, though in the pit may be better as he thinks on this and waits to see what happens.   

Texo frowns, "Should I get a healer? A healer for...well anyone or anything and so what if a badger owns this tavern, he ..does a good job, well so does Patch and Patch is the main worker"   

Bladefur grins "No...I don't like..stripedogs and I won't get out of your face"In fact he shove him into a table if he is able to.   

Xander manages to keep his balance, but a mug does tip over and fall,he snorts and takes a deep breath as he looks at the wildcat "Ok...leave"He stays semi-calm right now but he is starting to get mad.   

Patch asks, "There is a fighting pit"He points to the pit, oh yeah incourage a fight" Anyone wanna see one?"   

Texo exclaims, "I rather not see a fight and there isnt a healer on duty"But he does go to get one just in case as he frowns,"I'm getting a healer!"

Bladefur smirks as he goes to point to the fighting pit"We..fight" He goes to shove the badger again, maybe punch him as he chuckles.
   
Xander snorts, the punch gets his shoulder as he growls, "Fine...no weapons"He lays his blade by Texo's table, he trusts him and walks into the fighting pit.   

Patch grins and walks over, there hasnt been a good fight in the pit for a while"As stripy said no weapons...first blood is de winner.."   

Texo gets back with a healer and sighs as he sits down, "Why..why"Then ok that is what the fighting pit is for after all, but still there could be injuries, and will also watch the blade
   
Bladefur shrugs and lays down his longblade and 2 daggers and steps inside, he doesnt wait for a begin now as he kicks the badger at the leg   

Xander was keeping an eye on the cat and sidesteps, he goes to sweep at the legs of the wildcat and send a punch to his jaw.   

Patch watches closely, he may be angery at the badger but he will make sure both him and the wildcat fight no weapons and to first blood.
   
Texo watches, curious of the fight and keeps an eye on the weapons of both beasts"I will never understand fighting, not at all.I rather build...I use to fight a long time ago and was not good at it, building and drawing I am great at"
   
Bladefur gets the punch to the jaw but luckly,for him, no blood, he manages to not fall and goes to slam the badger into the side of the pit.
   
Xander tenses up as the move connects, his back feels like it is on fire as he takes a deep breath and kicks the wildcat hard in the gut.Somehow it doesnt make the claw marks on his back bleed, least yet.   

Patch looks back and forth "It's close..yeah, well someone will won but who"   

Texo watches, frowns and just shakes his head as the healer is ready to go help if it's serious enough.   

Bladefur gets another punch to the jaw but no blood, in fact any blood he swallows to not show, he growls and goes to ram into the badger again!   

Xander quickly moves and if the wildcat faces him he will kick him and punch him in the snout as he pants, ohhhh his back hurts! But no blood drawn, but it clearly hurts fairly badly.
   
Patch sighs as he steps closer to see if there is any blood, as some bets are placed most watch, some just ignore it as,,,what ever a fight so what.   

Texo is wathing and sips his ale"I say its close to ending...I think...oh that looks painful"   

Bladefur slams into the side, he growls and goes to grab the badger by the neck when the punch connects to his nose and blood pours,this angers him so he goes to grab the badger and slam him into the side of the pit a couple times if he can, he saw it hurt.   

Xander nods "I drew first....."He oofs as the wind is knocked from him, and then again as he slides into a sitting position and tenses up, some blood seeps threw his tunic but the wildcat did bleed first.   

Patch noticed "Hey...you cat ya lost, stripy drew blood on you first....hey fight is over..everyone out!" He does folllow the rules.
   
Texo frowns, "Oh dear....oh my" And the healer is up to help, with a frown   

Bladefur chuckles, he has a hidden dagger in his boot"Oh..tis over indeed."He spins the dagger and backs up, he then kicks the badger before he can regain his breath, and gets ready to stab him right after he is down.   

Xander goes to stand and is knocked down, and out cold as he lays on the pit floor totally helpless, this....might not end well.   

Patch eyes go wide as he is not sure why but he goes to get between the cat and the badger"Back Off...."A gasp and a dagger in his chest,somehow barely missing his vitals but it's stil not healthy to have a dagger in your chest.He shivers a little and lays a paw on the dagger,thinks better of it and just sort of stands there in shock.
   
Texo gasps, the healer is rushing over to them as Texo looks at the wildcat and shakes his head "Umm....we need..guard, a guard....or something"   

Bladefur blinks and hissses low, and then all the chaos, he growls and leaves the pit quickly, a town guard comes only to be stabed in the chest with one of the other two daggers the wildcat left on the table,the longblade belonging to the cat is taken and he rushes offf, he decided to leave the badger's  weapon there, besides it's likely heavy and would slow him down.The guard stumbles and falls over dead.   

Xander is still alive, likely thanks to Patch, he groans a little but has yet to fully awaken,His back is bleeding again from a couple scabs coming off the claw marks, other wise he is ok...maybe a slightly sore jaw but ok.   

Patch is..not ok! He looks at the healer as the healer says something on staying awake, he weakly nods as he is tended to and taken to the infirm.   

Texo texo goes to check on Xander "Xander?..Xander......"Luckly a weasel in the tavern is also a healer and helps Xander, he frowns at the opened claw marks and just gently helps him, he will just tell Texo to get the pit closed.   

Xander groans as he wakes up and blinks, oh the pain of his back..."Oww...ow...wot....?" He frowns and catches sight of Patch being carried off "Patch?" He sounds worried a bit, he tries to sit up.

A bouncer comes over "The wildcat went to stab you after he knocked ya out...Patch got between ya and then the wildcat left and the wildcat killed a gaurd"He frowns "You should lay down..rest"

Texo frowns "I am not SURE  how Patch is, they took him to the infirm"   

Xander snorts "Help...me...up"He looks around "My..office..upstairs...tell the chieftain and head guard wot..happen" He frowns, it is about closeing time,"Tell who ever is stil here its closeing time"Not too early, half an hour mainly.
   
The bouncer nods and heads off to tell the chieftain after he helps Xander up,has a couple stoats help him up the steps to the office to rest,he then closes up the tavern,but will let Blisa and any guards in but thats all.He will explain whjat happened and that the wildcat got away.

Who:

Zolomon-Corpial, Archer,Runner in the Long Patrol

Quinten- General, and Recorder in the Long Patrol

Zeldove-Private,Archer,Fighter in the Home Guard of the Long Patrol

LOG:

Salamandastron: Library
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Here lies the collective efforts of a few good, intellectual hares of the mountain. Over the seasons, this room, which was once little more than a storage room, has been converted into a quite functional library, filled with books of all sorts. The room is staggered with bookshelves, all crafted within the mountain, which reach very nearly to the ceiling, with only a foot or two of space above them, in most instances. And, surprisingly, the shelves are basically all full. Apparently, over the seasons, hares have donated books, and books that were previously stored elsewhere have been brought here.
Some books are older than any of the hares alive in the mountain, and, even more, some are nearly as old as the mountain, itself. These sort are usually journals and records - histories of the mountain. In fact, there is an entire section of this, in a corner of the room, which one can only get to by making their way through the maze of bookshelves to that corner, which is quite like a room in and of itself, closed in by walls on two sides and bookshelves on the two others. However, in the center of the main room, there are two tables set, and upon these books like, some open and some closed, despite the efforts of the librarian hare to keep them on the shelves.
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Zolomon finally had some time and came to the library to sit down as it's usually quiet in the library, and they had soft chairs in here to relax in.   

Zeldove looked up from some paperwork and nods "A break I guess or hiding ?" She smirked a little as she was joking, she looked over a paper she had and wrote down a few things before laying it aside.   

Zolomon smiles "Zelly..not seen you in a few days, then guess we both been busy, you doing ok lately?" He sits up in the chair"And just got done with training drill and got back to archer training today as well, they are learning...though one is for sure not gonna be an archer,though seems good at the sling"

Zeldove nods "Everyone I believe has some sort of skill and like something they are not as good at..a weakness and a streagth I suppose.I been fine just finishing up paperwork and even helped put some history scrolls away"   

Zolomon smiles "Important stuff I am sure...think we could finally have that planed date in Halyard or....not allowed ta bally well leave the mountain?"   

Zeldove says" Never said couldnt leave, just not go on missions and such and rather not go to Halyard, your welcome to though"   

Zolomon shrugs "Ok...it just seems, things get messed up...never had that picnic, not really....and never had that dinner together."He smiles at an idea"I have a grand idea, be right back!" He heads off and dissappears for maybe an hour.   

Zeldove chuckles and goes back to the last couple bits of paperwork, finally donr she places it in the office nearby and puts a book back on the shelf she had gotten down.One of the chores to do was dust the library and sweep in the library so she started to tend to that.   

Zolomon slips back in quietly and watches her, he smiles and gets a dust cloth to help her "I say...lass"He smiles "Need help, I am sure with this I can jolly well help, right?"   

Zeldove says, "I welcome help this place is huge....thank you Zolomon and sorry we never got to do much,maybe my fault on getting....well at first it seemed stuck here but I rather like Home Guard, even got to chat with the cooks, carefully yes and they will have some other foods in the infirmary now besides brooth and bread. Now still and I understand...its never gonna be like wot the rest of us outside infirmary would have, but tis better than wot use to have"
   
Zolomon nods "It's a start and thats good"He dusts a shelf and sneezes as dust gets into his nose, he grins. He dusts some more and again a sneeze"Seems this area is super dusty"   

Zeldove dusts carefully off the shelfs and the books and places them back on, she will even carefully go up a ladder to dust higher up "Not many read the books here so yeah its dusty....other areas yes they read some of the books"   

Zolomon frowns, he will still help dust but on the lower shelfs"Well...history section not always intresting Zelly"   

Quinten walks into sight carrying a scroll, the general frowning at it as he moves between the shelves, other hand reaching out to straighten books and adjust them on their shelves as he goes without really looking. He only stops when his way is blocked by Zeldove and Zolomon, he lifts his head, "Oh good day to you both."   

Zeldove looks over at Quinten and quickly goes to move the ladder"Sorry sur, we just doing some dusting and Zolomon decided to help me out a little today"
   
Zolomon steps back and gives a salute, "Sur...good day ta ya"He sneezes once and frowns, ok dusting can be a little messy at times bu the shelves in this area of the library do look a lot better.   

Quinten looks around at all the dust, "Hmm, this is certainly a dusty section... clealry I need to review the history lessons I set the leverett school," He glances at the two younger hares, "So how are you finding the new routine Zeldove?"   

Zeldove will get a broom as she sweeps a little and answers "Its going well sur, I thought be hard but it's not...and I even got de cooks to make some..different things, like if your ever in the infirm..the soup they had..well the healer woudlnt even try it..so talked them into adding a little flavor to it"   

Zolomon smiles as he dusts another shelf, listening some."Infirm is right boring at times too..." Luckly he hasn't had to go to the infirm, almost but he didn't go.   

Quinten smiles at Zeldove and rolls up the scroll and holds it out to her, "Good, but now for a real challenge, this is next weeks leveret class schedule, you are going to be teaching them history of the Badger Lords three times a week for the next two months," He smiles, "I can help you put together a class plan, show you the essay marking guidelines I devised but they will be your classes."   

Zeldove reaches out to get the scroll and look it over "I..might need to brush up on some of the history myself..I know some though."
   
Zolomon grins "Sebasiten was one...a Bludstripe was one too, he was ere when me Grandfather was around as a patroller...well my grandfather was in de patrol fer....few seasons"
   
Quinten smiles softly, "Well the library is open to you Zeldove," He smiles, "Let's say you have twenty four hours to come up with a concept for your class," he smiles, "I want to challenge your mind."   

Zeldove says, "So teacher....me, well history is important...learned that from a..friend before he died, he loves history and always seemed to want to learn more"
   
Zolomon smiles "I think you would make a good teacher Zelly, and young ones like to jolly well listen...well sometimes, maybe find a way to make it fun, least fer them anyways"   

Quinten smiles and leans back against the shelves, "I think you will find teaching the little ones is an experience and a half"   

Zeldove smiles "I will do my best sur. And I can send reports to you on how it goes."She glaces at Zolomon"Fun huh...your the more fun one, but I am sure I will come up with something"   

Zolomon nods "Right O..of course.I likely will be doing training drills and such, the privates and recruits are doing a lot better with archer skills now. Though one might wanna think on practiceing more, if practice will help that is"
   
Quinten says, "Oh I will be along to watch," He grins softly, "A couple of times at least," He turns to look at Zolomon, "I have to admit I don't have much to do with the training of the recruits directly, I tend to deal with all the admin and the jobs that aren't related to fighting, making sure we have enough food, medicine and the like."
   
Zeldove smiles, "And we are good on supplies..maybe some other herbs for having cold or cough but otherwise, then I have not been in the infirmary much. Mainly in here or the kitchens"   

Zolomon says, "Training drills can get tireing...and then needin' ta do laps for running..but as said they are doing better, unlike a few weeks ago when someone fired an arrow backwards somehow and it barely missed hitting someone, earlier that day an arrow did go in a footpaw."

Quinten says, "Well.. that is not the strangest thing I have seen in the archery range," He shakes his head, "When you have been around as long as me nothing much surprises you anymore."
   
Zeldove frowns a little but nods "Glad no one has been getting hurt or almost hurt. Least no danger of injuries in a history class"She chuckles "Least fairly sure on that"   

Zolomon grins "Paper cuts maybe..."He just had to come up with something didn't he"Maybe Lord C can pay the class a visit after a few lessons..something fer them to look forwards to fer learning soem grand history"   

Quinten eyes Zolomon, "Now that will be up to Zeldove, to see if and when the perfect time for him to be invited to visit would be. You need to invite him at the right part of the lesson plan so they can also still learn something from him turning up."   

Zeldove shrugs "Maybe...but first history will be on some past Badger Lords...maybe ven the real far past and a lot of them are important like one started the Long patrol...and there was even a Badger Lady who went on to be Badger Mother at Redwall"   

Zolomon tilts his head "Badger Mother?"Ok he is slightly intrested in this, so maybe he needs a refresher course on history of the mountain too   

Quinten smiles, "Yes, one of our previous badger ladies became the Badger Mother of Redwall, Lady Cregga Rose Eyes, led the Long Patrol to save the Abbey from a horde when the abbey was vulnerable to invasion because the southern wall had collapsed."   

Zeldove asks, "Wall came down? How....I mean I know they fixed it..hmmms and I thought i knew a lot of abbey history"She smiles "Ewan told me abbey history while I was thar..he loved history"
   
Zolomon sits down after he had dusted some and had got dust off himself too.
   
Quinten says, "Ewan loved history, I miss him... as for how it collapsed, the abbey pond is fed from an underground spring that flows beneath the south wall, it broke through into some old ruins beneath the abbey and the subsidance brought the wall down."
   
Zeldove says, "Guess moles have since fixed it up, moles are good at making sure buidldingss and such dont fall over....hard ta understand cretures though"
   
Zolomon chuckles "Not a worry few can understand moles...I learned to understand sparrow and bats as thar was a couple bats arounf the area for a while...no clue where they went off to but they were around this cave near Halyard"   

Quinten says, "Moles are easy to chat with wot, and bats and sparrows, if youw a really tricky language you should try to understand monitor or deep otter," He smiles at Zeldove and takes a book off the shelf and offers it to her, "This one should help with the badger lord history to start with."
   
Zeldove nods as she gets the book "I wonder if its ok to have Lord Ciocan visit thas class sometime here in a few weeks...I mean I can make sure the young ones behave themselfs and sit still"   

Zolomon hmmms"Why talk to a monitor fer? Ususally wise to avoid them, well most of em "   

Quinten says, "Well Private, once you have a plan for your lesson let me look at it, if there is a proper proposal for Ciocan to visit I will make the request to him myself" He then glances at Zolomon, "Most of them yes, but I have met several decent monitors in my life, including the Abbot's adopted son."
   
Zeldove asks, "The abbot adopted a monitor? Wow.....bet that was intresting"
   
Quinten smiles, "He sure did, he's a nice boy," He nods, "So I will be back soon I need to just go talk to some Recruits about something."   

Zolomon nods, "Hmmms then again thar was a vegterian monitor at Ferravale, he was thier blacksmith"   

Zeldove finishes dusting and hmms " intresting...."   

Zolomon smiles as he watches her and even sweeps some "So....after dusting maybe we can go up to the crater a short while. Or you busy with lesson plans now"   

Zeldove looks over at him, dusts some more "I do have some time to work on lesson plans and how I am going to do them..still have them learn but also not get bored at same time" She sits down "Why the crater for, its cold up thar"   

Zolomon just grins"Your see... just a little surprise"He waves "See ya around dinner time, got some things to do" And he is off.   

Quinten walks back in carrying a small book in his hands, he pauses to write in a ledger by the door then pops the book back onto a shelf.   

Zeldove has finished dusting and sweeping and is sitting down looking at the book from ealier quietly, she looks up briefly before back to the book.   

Quinten walks back over and smiles, "Zeldove, how is it going?" he smiles, "How goes the cleaning? It is nice of you to hel pout with that"   

Zeldove smiles "Done....was just looking threw the book you gave me...and decideing weather I join Zolomon later or not.Been rather busy lately so i dont know if I will or not"   

Quinten says, "Well some time off is good for you Zeldove, take the afternoon off and go join Zolomon and have a nice time"

Zeldove smiles , a small chuckle "Maybe...he has been wanting to have a picnic or dinner date for a while, he's a...good friend"But she does smile more now."I mean we do both have great archer skills, we even both have been in Mossflower before"   

Quinten asks, "Sounds to me like Zolomon would like to take the next step from friendship to walking out with each other, is that what you want to do?"
   
Zeldove blushes a little "I...maybe"She smiles "Then again...Home Patrol and he is in the normal Patrol."   

Quinten asks, "Nothing to stop you from having a boyfriend in another regiment Zeldove, so what if he has to occasionally go on patrol and you are stuck here learning how to wrangle admin and teach leverets?"
   
Zeldove chuckles, "I do like him.....a lot and we have talked and still unsure of those leverets..they can get restless I know, they even took over the kitchens once"   

Quinten asks, "Well that's leverets for you and well then Zeldove, sounds to me like you'd like to start walking out with him, so what's stopping you? The fact you are in different patrols is just an excuse"
   
Zeldove smiles "Your...right, I guess I should see what he wants up on the crater...he wouldnt tell me wot it was...is it ok if I go now, I can give you a copy of my lesson idea in the morning before class is to start"
   
Quinten says, "Well there we go then, go have a nice time with Zolomon and you can give me your lesson plan before and I can go through it then we can discuss itr when you get back, but for now I have a class of my own to run"
   
Zeldove nods as she heads on out of the library before that class comes in

Who:

Patch-Tavern Worker,Ale Maker,Spy, Annoying Rat

Nardo- Master Healer of Ferravale

Texo- Architect of Ferravale

Xander-Leader of Mossflower Defenders, Owner of Redthorn Tavern in Ferravale

LOG:

Ferravale:Redthorn Tavern:Main Room

This is the Redthorn Tavern you have just entered. There is many round tables with chairs made of oak wood  and on the side wall some tables with booths are found. In the back is the counter and where the main bar tender serves up drinks, round chairs line the counter here. Behind the counter is different drinks to choose from, even a small few without alcohol in them. A menu is nearby with food choices, but you will not find any bird meat on this menu. A large picture of whom the tavern is named after,  Marek Redthorn,  hangs on the wall for all to see, a  few words of how he saved Mossflower lie under the picture. Also on a wall, in a glass case, is a curious old flagon,slight burn marks on the side.
On the far side is a fighting pit, a couple tables here to place bets on whom will lose or win and a place to watch the fights. The pit is blocked off and one way in and out down a ramp, that's always guarded at all times, and a healer is on duty at all times as well.  There is also a stage where beasts can sing, dance  or maybe even juggle to entertain the crowds. The tavern is larger inside than it seemed to be from the outside. A door leads off to the kitchen and a sign =employees only= .A window on the side looks outside to the village and there is the door that leads back outside.

Patch was not in the best of moods, he sat at te main bar area just starring at a glass of half drank ale, he shakes his head "Should be..me"
   
Nardo walks in and tilts his head over hearing the rat as he sits "Ale please..and what...pre tale should be yours Patch?"   

Texo is looking over blueprints quietly at a booth, he looks over at the beast and then goes back to eating his salad and fish dish, fish is one of the meats still allowed after all.   

Patch looks up and sighs "Let me ask ya something......who is 'ere most of de time? Who goes out ta get de drinks from The Black Gull and even get a couple from de abbey, and I make sure orders are correct when they get 'ere...whats he do....ok he gets some of the food that is served but that is easy enough...I could do that as well and he hardly been here"   

Nardo rolls his eyes "Complain enough there Patch....like calm yourself"He gets an ale and drinks it slowly,"Your the main worker here so whats all the....problem about, you want less or more work?"   

Texo looks between the two and drinks some of his own ale,"If I..may its hard to be calm in a vermin village, then again not been a fight in the tavern in a week so maybe that's good, fights tend to break something, sometimes something of value"   

Patch groans "No one asked ya Texo." He answers Nardo "I can complain if I want to sir. And speaking of fights we need more, like in the fighting pits...I mean they were made fer a reason after all, or was it to look nice, oh wow we have a fighting pit to LOOK AT...."
   
Nardo shrugs "I suppose beasts rather have a fight on the bar floor than the fighting pit, not a lot want to fight for fun, unless they get something out of it, like winner gets...well something least half worth while"   

Texo says, "I think the fighting pit was made for liek..fights, planed or not planed ones and could be interesting to have a contest of some sort, free drinks to a winner or maybe some form of coin prize...like pay this much to enter and winner gets all the entry fee coins as a prize""   

Patch chuckles "An excellent idea...but boss beast who owns the tavern likely think that was dumb.Me..I like the idea"   

Nardo sighs "And of course I will have to be around, won't I..tend to injuries from said fight contest.But I would say no weapons, more of a paw to paw fight, maybe use your feet"   

Texo listens and shrugs "I don't know, something also to bring up with the Chieftain or least let her know when it is to happen, so she like knows of the event"   

Patch nods "Yeah yeah..let Chiefy know, course"   

Xander makes his way inside the tavern and heads to the back, he brings out a box of some ale and sets out a couple bottles. He also chats with the cooks and finally sets down"Hey Patch, ale ...." He yawns as he is a little tried.   

Nardo waves to the badger"Hello there Xander, not seen you in a while. hope all is well with Krisha"   

Texo waves to Xander, and back to Patch "Yeah...Got to let Blisa know of a fight contest, and like when it is"   

Patch snorts "Now ya show up Stripy, where ya been....and why do I have to get an ale for ya, you own the place"He then mutters "Not that your here much."   

Xander glares at Patch "Patch, don't start and I been busy."He smiles a little as Nardo "She is doing ok, no worries so far."He shakes his head and does get his own ale "And wot is this about a fight contest? You know something like that should be brought up with me first Patch, I am not against a fight contest maybe, in the fighting pit course and have a healer nearby, but like..discuss it with ME...Patch"
   
Nardo sighs as he downs an ale"Course......a healer"But of course he will be there otherwise who knows what would happen, small to even serious injury could happen
   
Texo just goes back to looking over his blueprints, "By the way I am gonna be getting the mill rebuilt, starting once snow is clear ...though also maybe a little later if there is chance of a flood, we did get a good deal of snow this season, more so than other winters before in a..well long time"   

Patch narrows his eyes"Why do ya care, your hardly here anymore. I do most of de work to keep this place running!" He raises his voice but manages to calm down some"You like..cook and order stuff..I make sure de orders are correct, I get the ales usually..what do you get Stripy?"   

Xander stands as he looks at Patch "Patch..you best calm down. I have been busy..I have been trying to spend more time with Krisha, she is with child now..."He takes a deep breath and calmly as he can he speaks "Keep it up Patch and your find yourself without a job"
   
Nardo frowns as he looks between them now and quietly orders another ale, in a bottle so he can like..take it with him, and some scones too, those cheese and spinach ones are good. He then quickly exits, he will send over a healer just in case as yes he is Master Healer but he isn't the only healer there, he has a couple others, a ferret named Milo and a rat maid named Cloverfur.   

Texo clears his throat "Now now...please dont fight, it takes time to replace a chair or table ya know"   

Patch smirks "Fire me? Yeah right.....this place would go down hill if I was no longer working here and ya darn..well....know it" He knows the badger well, or least he hopes he does.   

Xander takes a deep breath and glares, he shakes his head and stands up..."I OWN the tavern and the ONLY reason your even here is a will said ya get to keep a job and I could of ....and still could....change that, your lucky I am not changing it"He then storms off, he needs to take a walk and calm down.
    Feb 11, 2020 at 5:01 p.m.
Texo sits down "He is grumpy, you know its unwise to make a badger grumpy so why did ya?"   

Patch sits down and shrugs "I dont know, let him be grumpy I don't care, he just threaten to fire me....what a jerk"   

Texo frowns "I..well it looks like he didn't do that so you have nothing to worry on. I am just glad nothing was broken"   

Patch seems to change that by grabbing the badger's still somewhat full ale mug and throwing it against the nearby wall, it breaks and ale spills all over, he mutters to himself some interesting cuss words and then has one of the bar tenders clean up the broken glass and ale as he speaks"I feel a little better now....so rebuilding the mill huh, sounds like a fine plan ta me Texo my buddy...my pal" Yes change the subject for now.   

Texo errks as the mug breaks and he is quiet, then speaks "Yes...I will just need moles to make sure tunnels and old mine paths are not gonna cave in, and to help fill in that one cavern that was under the mill, make sure anything else is strong and steady after all.Moles are experts of underground stuff after all, and its not like they would bother anyone here, they would be under ground most of the time"
   
Patch nods "Yeah..well I will only be underground when I am dead...so I say unless ya a mole, the only other beast needin' ta be
underground is a dead one, "He chuckles "But enough on tunnels and moles and such...I got a fighting contest to work on some details about"
   
Texo asks, "shouldn't ya tell Xander bout it though, on the fighting pits?"
   
Patch rolls his eyes "Yeah yeah....what ever, sure but first tell Chiefy about it, then the badger. I mean the fighting pit is thar after all, we just needs ta start using it."He smiles "Gonna be great!" Oh he has plans, plans he wants to put into action, he gets an ale and sits down to drink it, it seems he is thinking on other things besides the fighting pit, what it's hard to say but if Patch is deep in though, that can't be all that good a thing.

WHO:

Ciocan-Badger Lord

Zolomon-Corporal, Archer,Runner in LP

Helem-Recruit in LP

Gregorian-  Lt. ,Master Blacksmith,Fighter in LP

Felicity- Sergeant, Runner in LP

Terrence- Sergeant, Fighter in LP

A couple Healer Hares (Spoofed)

LOG:

Salamandastron: Forge Room
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You are in a fairly large room, the walls rising up around you hewn from
solid rock.  In the center stands a colossal object - the forge.  Steam is
constantly rising from the forge due to the intense fire burning within. 
The typical accessories are set around the perimeter of the forge:
billows, tongs, and a large bucket of cool water.  Lining the walls are
finished and unfinished items ranging from great battle-axes to little
forks.  A large ventilation shaft is above, raised higher than the rest of
the room to permit the rising heat to escape.  Because of the flames the
room is well lit, although quite warm.  Over in the corner of the room is
a small pile of raw ore just waiting to be molded into some implement or
another.
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Zolomon stops by the doorway to the forge and nods "Well since he is the main one to jolly well know, you can ask him on joining the Long Patrol and officially be a recruit."
   
Helem is nervous and shrugs "I.. don't know some of the higher up officers are scary and he..he is like the ..top one here, maybe its a bad idea..I did mess up rather badly yesterday"   

Ciocan is working in the forge and upon hearing voices by the door he looks over to them, then back to fixing an axe he had promised one of the officers he would fix.He studies the axe and finishes up what he was doing, taking tongs and cooling the metal in the water basin and carefully sitting it aside before once more glaceing at the hares "Wot?" He sounds a little tried today.
   
Zolomon grins "Your do great.."He gives a salute and a smile "Lord C..a new recruit is here, Helem to join our jolly group"   

Helem walks forwards, he is not too good with salutes...yet "Sur....yes...I am Helem, my parents were part of the..Patrol, I stayed in Halyard with my grandma when they...died, in that siege but grandma died last week....old age, and..so thought i come maybe...join sur"   

Ciocan nods his head "I..see, it sounds noble"He clears his throat, "Welcome, now excuse me."He seems to not be staying in the forge too long.

Zolomon frowns "Umm..sur?" I mean its not like he usually is ok with Lord C after all,.."Ya ok there sur, need anything?"

Helem frowns, but nods "Ok..."He decides best not ask on a unit, besides he is a recruit and has to be a private to join a patrol
   
Ciocan looks to the hares"I am fine, its just a bit too hot in here" He goes to head to the hallway.

Zolomon follows the badger and motions Helem to as well.

Ciocan frowns, the forge heat never got to him this bad before and and he was only in there maybe an hour, yes the forge is hot but today it made him feel way too hot, a headache he had got 100x worse and he was feeling dizzy, so maybe a bit of time away from the forge, he could try and finish that axe tomorrow maybe, he thought of heading to the infirmy but frowned, maybe if he didnt get to feeling better, finding himself close he decided to just check on a couple hares he knew was in the infirm, that would be the excuse he had to be down here.

Salamandastron: Recovery Room
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This is the recovery room for the Long Patrol. It is the place that, once
initially treated, injured Patrollers retire to convalesce. As such, it is
dimly but pleasantly lit, the lantern light casting a calming light on its
inhabitants. One row of cots have been provided for short term patients,
with a bedside table between each, while the long-term patients receive
considerably more comfortable lodgings. With curtains for privacy, the beds
are larger, they have extra padding, and When in season, fresh flowers are
kept in evidence. A small bookshelf with a rotating selection is kept well
stocked. The other half of the room is devoted to providing therapy to the
recovering Patrollers. All healer supplies are stored in a long row of
cabinets that line the wall from one end to the other, and from floor to
ceiling, while the rest accommodates a variety of therapy tools - light
weights, balls, jumping ropes, and other such strengthening equipment.
Crutches are hung neatly on pegs on the wall.
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Terrence had heard about the escape and death of the stoat yesterday, yet very little news had come since then. The sergeant, shoulder and chest still bandaged, had woken up, eaten breakfast, and now sat twirling his thumbs as he was growing rather tired of the recovery room. He had gone for a short walk earlier but had been ushered back to this room by an irate healer - twice.
   
Ciocan decided to check on the Sargent and see how he was doing.It was good to check on his hares after all, and got his mind off other things and yes he heard of the escape  and the stoat dying, almost had a hare die but luckily that was avoided. He walks in after a cough to clear his throat and makes his way over to where Terrence is.
   
Zolomon had followed and peeks inside the room quietly from the doorway, a shrug to Helem is given.
   
Helem frowns, he was in the infirm briefly last night and didn't like it much, so he left.Then he was fine he had just fainted and been slightly shaken up, maybe a bruised neck but other fine.
   
"Sah!" With his good paw Terrence gives a rather surprised salute. His eyes briefly drift to the corporal and the new comer, but most of his attention remains on the Badger Lord.   

Ciocan nods"At ease....Sergeant, just checking on you.I got a report that the captain stoat had...had tried to escape but in a fight was slain, the fight could of brought bad news but lucky it didn't, hmms need to remember to speak to a couple hares later"   

Zolomon slips in and speaks"I heard some bits and pieces of it, Zelly was thar...have yet to talk to her, then she is on that..well Home Guard Patrol now"
   
Helem frowns at the mention of the fight, he starts to say something and decides its...best not to, not like he was helpful at all.   

"Ah, yes." Terrence mutters, looking at his paws. "Dare I say it, but I really can't imagine how he got free." The sergeant hadn't hear anything other than news of the stoat's death - recognizing Helem from the night before Terrence glances at him as he starts (and immediately stops) speaking. "Unless someone made a rathah large mistake, which would be a shame..."   

The Recovery Room is getting crowded! Felicity now enters, a couple sheets of paper in paw. She's come to talk to Terrence to give him an update on his troops that she's training while he's injured, but she stops when she sees all the visitors already in here. She salutes to the badger, nodding to the other hares. "Oh, 'llo, thah. Talkin' 'bout th'stoat? I was alseep at th'time, so I can't add any 'elpful details."   

Ciocan nods to Felicity and gives a frown, he clears his throat again as he really isn't feeling that great right now."Captain...."He sighs, as he needs to reread that report."Maybe Private Zeldove can...update" He shakes his head and goes to head to the door making it a short visit, it would seem.
   
Zolomon frowns "Sorry...I know nothing either Terrance...wasn't thar"He tilts his head at the badger and shrugs.
   
Helem steps forwards "A..Ca..ummm...Adder..something.And the stoat was like your gonna die...and then he made the one hare maid lead him out, but she didn't lead him out and then he got mad and chased her into the tunnels.....and then the one captain lady came and fought the stoat, and the stoat had a hidden dagger and was like...like tried to stab her, but then there was a spear in the stoats back and he was dead..cause the one hare maid killed the stoat before he killed the captain..lady"Ok he didn't catch a name. "And then that one scary loud major came..he is scary and...then.."He frowns, "I fainted..and was taken here...surs"   

Nodding slowly, Terrence replies, "I... see. I think you mean Capt. /Addersmith/." Back when the sergeant had just made corporal he'd had to work with Addersmith - and he didn't really much care for him. As for the other captain, he could guess, and he /definitely/ knew who the major was. There's a slight smile that appears when Felicity enters, and he laughs. "Why hello! And it doesn't mattah all that much that you o'h Zolomon don't have anything to add considering the stoat was killed with little to no harm on ou'h side."   

Felicity smiles. "Well, 'kay, then." She listens to the Recruit's summary, grimacing slightly as she, too, has a pretty good idea of who the 'scary loud Major' is. But as the badger starts to leave, the hare maid sets down her papers on a nearby table and intercepts him. "Sah, are y' alright?"   

Ciocan stays by the doorway, Zolmon frowns and then nods as he has some Privates to tend to, some lessons in archery safety, he looks back and decides things are fine .Ciocan meanwhile is half listening to the report or reports it would seem, he waves Felicity off and straightens up"I'm..fine, I will be in my room"   

Helem sits down in a seat as he may as well stay here."The infirmary is nice, my mother was a healer..my father a fighter in the Patrol, I was...too young to ion and then....they died in that..siege in Mossflower and now I am in the patrol, not sure when will be a...Private thought" His luck?... LONG time.   

Once the badger lord says that, Terrence raises a brow. He doesn't say anything to him, however, instead eyeing the hare now sitting. "I see. What's you'h name then, recruit? I can't promise you reaching private in a shortah time than at least a month. Especially if you're so squeamish about blood."   

Felicity gets in the badger's way and crosses her arms, shaking her head. "M'Lohd, with all due respect" And her voice really does sounds respectful, as well as concerned "y've been in y'room f'fah too much time th'past few days. 'Tisn't like y't'be so 'idden away from y' 'ares. Are y'really sure y'fine?" She lets her fellow Sergeant handle the Recruit. She has her friend to worry about.
   
Ciocan snorts as he is blocked from going further down the hallway, he doesn't look happy at Felicity right now, "Move"He says simply but doesn't go to move her."Been...busy"He sounds tried but also like he is trying to be grumpy and fails, this is one of the FEW hares that could get away with this, but how many know that as a healer just coming to duty gasps as she witnesses this and backs away, in fact quickly into the herb room before something is said. Ciocan meanwhile has grown a bit too quiet as he frowns at Felicity and starts to say something before he coughs a couple times and clears his throat again, his headache getting worse and the fact he still feels like he is in the forge, not nearly as hot but still feels close to it, to him anyways.   

Helem covers her mouth with a paw and backs up, knocks over a chair and shakes his head, "Is she..insane...I...we....oh..."He will hid under a bed now thank you and peek out from under it, probably the bed Terrence is in as its closer.   

As the conversation shifts to an argument between the badger and the doe, Terrence shifts to sit on the edge of the bed, throwing off the covers so he can stand if need be- Of course, instead he blocks Helem from hiding under his bed. After a moment of utter /shock/, the sergeant snarls. "Oh no you bloody don't!" He barks, going to grab the recruits collar to haul him upright.
   
Felicity purses her lips and stays right where she is. "Sah, y'know I 'ave nothin' but respect f'r y', an' that I nevah disobey a direct ordah. But y'are obviously not feelin' well," she getsures at him as he struggles to say something and instead coughs. "Y'are the leadah of us. Y'provide us wi' an example t'follow. If a 'are were ill, y'would 'ave 'em rest an' be seen by 'Ealahs, would y'not? But why should we when our leadah doesn't do th'same?" She takes a step closer to the bdager and goes to rest a paw on his arm. "Sah, please. Be 'onest. Are y'sure y'alright?"   

Ciocan steps back, he mutters "Hate the infirm....." The past week has stressed him out, especially last night when a couple guards likely over reacted and made it sound worse than it ended up being once a couple reports came in, no one died but the stoat and it was throw out somewhere onto the sands. He snorts slightly at Felicity and goes to gently move her or if nothing else get past her, he was in the forge maybe less than half an hour ago before he left suddenly and went down here, his excuse, which was true, check on a couple hares that were down here.He doesn't manage to get too far before he stumbles forwards, going to catch himself with the wall and missing slightly when he seems to almost pass out, but he doesn't pass out.If anyone gets close enough they can tell he doses have a fever, the forge likely made it worse and his headache.Seems the badger has caught that cold and cough that's going around and let it get a little worse than it should of.

Gregorian appears down the hall about the same time Ciocan is trying to leave. He hadn't had the time to deal with the state of the forge yet, he was merely going to the infirmary on his own business when he suddenly freezes as the badger suddenly collapses "Wot the bloody hell!"   

Helem gasps and is then face to face with Terrence, he frowns "S.Sorry sur..."He frowns at a yell from the hallway and whimpers, then "Should..someone..check on them?"
   
"Recruit, what's you'h name?" Terrence demands, a frown playing across his face. For now the sergeant ignores commotion in the hallway, figuring the healers and Felicity (and Ciocan) can deal with it. Especially now that Terrence has only one good paw that's still holding Helem's collar, if a bit more loosely now. "If you're so damn scared of a /noise/, recruit, I can't imagine you're going to last long here."
   
Felicity eeks slightly as the badger picks her up and gently sets her to one side, but her surprise is quickly overcome with irritation. She turns to say something to him as he walks away, but only gasps as the Badger Lord collapses to the floor. "SAH!" She rushes to his side, going to rest a paw on his shoulder as she tries to feel his forehead. "Sah, I don't bloody /care/ 'ow much y' 'ate th'Infirm, y'need 'elp, stat!" She glances up at the Lieutenant. "The Badgah Lohd is sick! Quick, 'elp me get 'im t'a bed!" She's not meaning to order a higher-ranking officer around. It's just that when your leader is practically fainting, the correct ways of doing things tend to be forgotten or ignored.   

Ciocan is awake and kneeling in the hallway laying a paw on his forehead as well, ok he dizzy as he looks at Felicity.He does have a fever and likely had somewhat of one before he went to , at least try and work in the forge, times he tried to rest were interrupted by hey this, or that and then that escape that happen, yeah some over reacting hares claiming the whole cavern area was taken over, it wasn't. He tries to stand and fails, a frown at Felicity as he mutters a "Fine...."He coughs a little more and shakes his head, he clearly hates the infirm but will put up with it and allow his hares to help him get to the.....infirm.Rest will help a lot and he does need some help, so he allows it.
   
   
Gregorian doesn't even need to be told the situation by Felicity before he's hurrying over to help. He's a little relieved to see Ciocan is still conscious. A quick nod to Felicity and he goes to take one of Ciocan's arms to try and get him up and to a bed "Alright, yah just come in here and rest" he says to the badger before sharply muttering to Felicity "Wot the hell happened?"   

Helem frowns "Helem...." He then looks to the doorway and back to Terrence and is just quiet.   

"Helem, eh?" Terrence mutters, finally letting his attention shift to the doorway as well. Felicity's words sink in, finally, and his eyes go wide when he sees the the badger lord and the hares helping move him. "You know just as well as me, lieutenant." Terrence gives a wry smile despite the circumstances, letting go off the recruit.   

Ciocan allows Greg to get on one side and Felcity the other side, he allows them to help him to a bed that's in the back of the infirmary as there is a large cot there, just in case it was ever needed and seems it was a good idea to have it there.He almost stumbles again before he allows himself to lay down on the cot.The dizziness still somewhat there, the cough is there.His nose is stuffed up but not like he gave much time to really notice, he came out of his room for a couple meetings, to listen to reports and tried to do a little work in the forge.Now he is likely gonna be in this room a week.   

Gregorian gestures urgently to the healers but they're already on the way to help as soon as they see the badger stumbling. Once Ciocan's on the bed all Greg needs is to step back and get out the way as the healers are checking the badger out. Greg frowns deeply, concerned "He just stepped out and collapsed" he mutters to Terrence.   

Helem starts to sit down and seems unsure of going over to where the badger is, besides healers seem to have it under control. He just sits and stays where he is, Maybe he can learn some things from the healers, since it had seemed he was wanting to learn healing skills.   

Terrence nods. "Uh huh." He scrunches his snout, looking at the badger lord. He doesn't seem all that alarmed. "Well, that explains why he was down here, at least..." Sparing a glance back at Helem, the sergeant returns to sit on his bed, doing his best to get out of the way. With one arm in a sling there's not much help Terrence can offer.   

Ciocan lets the healers tend to him, they seem relieved he isn't hurt, there was a chance right?, pulse and breathing checked, things seem not too bad there as a healer is told to get some herbs that are mixed together and placed in a mug with some water and offered to the badger who already is not liking the look or smell of the foul looking mixture but he drinks it, coughing a couple times, a sneeze and some willowbark tea is being made.He clears his throat and speaks to Felicity and Greg.."Thank...you, fer the help here..Lt. Gregorian...and Sargeant Felcity.."He frowns, well Terrence has company in the infirm it seems.
   
"Doesn't explain why he was leavin'" Greg mutters back to Terrence as he waits for the healers to do their work. He huffs a little note of relief as things seem relatively alright. He nods once at the thank you but her keeps frowning "Mmm, well, yah just stay here until the healahs say othahwise sah...Or I'll have yah dragged back myself"   

Helem speaks softly "Maybe he don't like Infirmarys...or maybe he is busy, he also seemed tried like he wanted a nap." He notices things.
   
With pursed lips Terrence shrugs. "Well, maybe the lord can answah that himself, eh sah?" He laughs but sobers quickly. "Ahem." Settling for watching the proceedings, shrugs. "Maybe, Helem."   

Ciocan is at first silent, not like he spoke to too many of his hares unless it was a meeting, a short chat maybe passing in the hallway.He coughs again and drinks half of the tea before he speaks" I...don't like...the infirm"A cough, a sip of tea.."Last 3-4 days...been having a headache...stuff nose, this cough..stupid snezein' fits...then past week or so not helped with stress.....least the...."Its unclear what the word is but he hates vermin "Stoat is no longer an issue..."   

Gregorian frowns at Helem's suggestion that it's a dislike of infirmaries but then his jaw tightened when Ciocan confirms the reason. Greg points at the badger and then everyone else for good measure "I am goin' tah tell yah now, everyone dislikes infirmaries. Get past it! This is the patrol. Yah goin' tah be in this place sometimes. The healahs don't want tah hear yah complainin' every time yah step in the door and they certainly don't want tah be haulin' yah down here because yah passed out from ignorin' somethin'!"
   
Helem gasps "Your not supposed to tell the Badger Lord off...he could like ...throw ya outta the room, he could demote ya,...he could...well do something"   

"And /you're/ not supposed to tell a lieutenant off, recruit." Terrence grits his teeth, holding back the urge to fully lay into Helem. "Besides, I doubt the poo'h Badgeh Lord could throw Greg out, considering his current state." Calming down, he manages to smile towards Ciocan. "Of course from what I've herd you aren't one to toss hares about now, are you sah?"
   
Ciocan he does snort at Greg and takes a sip of his tea"I...rarely get ill....and perhaps I allowed my self to get too busy....and stressed this week"He looks at Terrence and starts to chuckle only to cough a few times and sighs"I..do not throw hares out, only ever banished one hare.....Hanzi, and no discussing Hanzi...he was...."He shrugs and does look fairly tried,"But...he is right I shouldn't...shouldn't of let myself get like this"   

Gregorian shoots Helem an irritated look "I'm tellin' yah all off, in advance" he folds his arms as he looks back at the badger "Yah ill now and yah avoided stayin'. They're yah healahs, give them a little respect and do as yah told...sah"   

Helem frowns, "Your grumpy...and old..why?" Its not clear whom he is addressing right now.   

There's a flash of anger in Terrence's eyes at the recruit's latest words. "I'm warning you, Helem," the sergeant growls, "It'd be bettah if you stay quiet fo'h now. Take that as an ordah."
   
Ciocan does his best to think before he gets grumpy, not one to go all bloodwrath at the drop of a pen even when it comes to the times he is forced to fight, he tries to avoid it ..it happen once at the Redwall siege, but what happens right now is just a growl as he sits up and looks at the recruit, "Recruit....."He coughs roughly and looks to Greg to help with this, as he lays back down and calms, another coughing fit and mutter.Helem is lucky is not feeling well right now.
   
Helem tenses up, ok it seems he should leave "Unmmm...I think....I forgot to do something....."He is now quickly trying to get to the door to leave   

Gregorian ears twitch at the word grumpy. What was it with all these recruits and calling them grumpy? He catches Ciocan's look and his jaw tightens as he turns towards Helem just as the hare starts to make his escape. Greg, sometimes, can be pretty fast for a guy with one leg. He quickly moves to intercept, going to try and grab Helem's arm and twist it, just to stop the hare, not to do any damage "Yah haven't been dismissed recruit. Now are yah sure yah don't want tah repeat that tah my face?"   
   
Terrence had /almost/ gotten back up, but as Greg had moved first the sergeant didn't do anything, instead letting himself fall back on the pillows. Letting out a long sigh, he covers his face with his good arm. He was bored this morning, sure, but all of this was testing his nerves.   

Felicity had stepped out after accepting the badger's thanks. Speaking quietly with a Healer, she misses everything that is conversed about, so all she knows is she comes back in juuuuuusssst when the Liuetenant intercepts the Recruit. "Um...." The Sergeant has a reputation of being a very hard Drill Master, forcing the Recruits and others under her to train in full kit and gear, run laps aorund the base of the Mountain, sit ups and push ups and leg lifts until their muscles feel like wet clay. However, she is also respected for doing everything with the tarinees. So if Helem has heard these things, he may get more nervous than he was already.   

Ciocan sighs and looks ready to just sleep, he is tried and that headache is clearly back.The rest of the tea is drank and he is laying down, half awake now and somewhat listening to talking around him.   

Helem whimpers....all seems to hate him right now, "I..I..I...your...grumpy...and old....and....."And he faints, Greg is..well scary right now.
   
Gregorian looks angry as Helem repeats himself but it's nothing to how mad he looks when Helem faints. He's still holding the hare's arm so he at least lowers the recruit to the floor gently as he looks like he's trying not to explode in a rage. He leaves the recruit there as the healers move in to help and he looks at the ceiling before screwing his eyes closed for a moment, willing himself to be calm. He finally looks back at the others "Where are we gettin' these recruits?"   

"Goodness knows, Greg." Terrence responds dryly, staring down at the recruit's body. "On a more practical level if he continues like that I can't imagine him being even a healah, as they need be able to fight." Leaning back against the bed frame, he scratches his chin in thought. "Perhaps we can move him to the reah service, have him go into logistics and supply and the lot...If he's any good at maths, that is."   

Felicity scoots out of the way to let the Healers take the Recruit off to wherever. "Whot was /tha'/ all 'bout? Did y' 'ave t'bump 'im on th'bonce?" She makes her way over to the badger's bed and sits on the edge, going to hold one of his massive paws in both of her own.
   
Gregorian snorts as he heads for the comfiest chair in the place "I didn't hit him, he just keeled ovah...I tell yah, when he wakes up he's on kitchen duty" there's a heavy sigh as he sits down "He called me grumpy and old...in my day when we insulted the officahs we at least had the good sense tah wait until they were out of the room"
   
With a laugh Terrence shakes his head. "And he tried to hide undah my bed when you were arguing with the Badgeh Lord, Lissie!" The smile that's on his face isn't the most kind. "He's a rathah absurd fellow, isn't he? But he's still a recruit, so perhaps he'll change."
   
Felicity frowns. "Oh....why would....I guess th'sight o' a Sergeant arguin' wi' th'Badgah Lohd would be rathah frightenin', 'specially t'a Recruit." She tucks the blanket up around the badger's chin now that he's fallen asleep. "I knew it'd be fine, though," she mutters, almost to herself. "I only insult officahs in m'diary. Nevah t'anothah beast."   

Gregorian rubs a paw over his face "Nevah write down anythin' yah not happy tah be read out in yah court martial" he says, looking tired but he thinks for a second before a small smile appears ...Heh" he chuckles dryly "Not that I particularly followed that advice" he nods to Terrence "Hr seems tah have an unfortunate nervous streak in him"
   
"Oh deah," Terrence says, with a more genuine grin, "It seems when future generations will look back to this time all they'll be able to say is how much this sergeant Felicity and lieutenant Gregorian bad mouthed thei'h comrades!" He laughs heartily, but soon collects himself. "Yes, it seems so. It took me a few tries to get his name out of him as well. /Helem/. Apparently his parents were in the Patrol, if I heard correctly."   

Felicity stands as Ciocan starts to snore softly. Padding across the room, she sits on Terrence's bed now so she can boff him upside the head. "I'll make sure they know 'ow obnoxious y'were, too, wot!" She jokes back. "And since I'm plannin' on nevah doin' anythin' that'd get me couht martialled, I don't think I need t'worry s'much." She listens, her knees jiggling up and down as she bounces her heels off the floor. "I 'ope 'e's able t'calm 'imself down afore too long. Else 'e may find 'imself kicked out. Just 'cause y'parents are good Patrollahs doesn't mean y'will be."   

Gregorian closes his eyes for a moment while things are quiet but he snorts with a little smirk "Ah, if only life was still excitin' enough tah risk the threat of consequences...It's a long standin' tradition though, for the lowah ranks tah moan about the uppah" his nose twitches as he thinks of Helem again "His parents were patrollahs?...Apple's fallin' a little far from the three there"   

Terrence hadn't expected the bop, and he falls back slightly - into pillows, of course. More laughter escapes him. "I say, you'll be facing a court-marshal soonif you continue assaulting fellow officiahs like that!" He says with a wink, rubbing the spot she smacked him. Looking around the doe towards Greg, he shrugs. "Probably. I haven't heard his last name yet, so I don't know who they were..."
   
Felicity sniffs and looks away regally. "Pish posh, I'll just say y'provoked me." She then smiles and winks back, then seems to remember something. Standing, she goes over to where she had laid down her papers and picks them up, shifting through them (there's only like 4, but still) as the bucks discuss the Recruit.   

Gregorian keeps his eyes closed but smiles and chuckles faintly as he listens to the pair. His response to comments on the recruit in a little slow "Mmm...suppose...suppose his parents could have...been rubbish..mm" he says but it's only seconds later that his head is starting to droop and it's not long before he's actually fallen asleep just sat there.   

"I can't say that'll hold up in quart, though." Terrence smiles, but his face falls once the old buck dozes off. "Well, now that's two of them dropping off now." He looks apologetically towards Felicity. "I suppose we should probably quiet down fo'h now, eh? It really is good to see you, if I'm being honest."   

Felicity smiles as she walks back over to him. "Aye, guess we should," she answers quietly. She blushes slightly when he informs her of how good he finds it to see her.   

"Unfortuneately, 'm still on duty. I 'onestly just came down t'bring y'th'repohts of the various trainin' exahcises. Greg knows 'bout 'em, o' course, but I thought y'd like t'know." She hands him the papers. He will find reports of almost all of the hares from his division doing well, as well as the Recruits she's been working with. She's also included reports of all of her hares, too. Whisowski is still being a cad (although she says it much more professionally in her report), but conversly a Recruit Dobbs, newly in the Patrol, is doing exceptionally well, although she's had to arrange for him to have lessons with the teachers of the leverets because Dobbs is illiterate. Everything else seems okay.   

Felicity smiles as she meets his gaze. "I need t'go check wi' th' 'Ealahs who're in charge o' teachin' th'Recruits an' Privates 'bout which plants're poisonous. 'Ope t'be able t'come back an' chat latah. Oh, an' a Recruit should be stoppin' by wi' a book 'ere soon. I told 'er t'bring y'm'favourite fiction story."   

She waves good-bye, then heads out the door, leaving the buck with a pair of sleeping companions.   
   
"Thank you, Lissie." Terrence waves as she leaves, looking down at the reports with a sigh. Oh well. At least he has something to read now!

WHO:

Zolomon- Corporal, Runner,Archer in the LP

Zeldove-Archer,Fighter,Private in the LP

Ciocan-Badger Lord (Quinten was on as him)

Quinten- Recorder,General in LP

LOG:

Salamandastron: Meeting Room
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Salamandastron *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-
Here is a chamber with one singular purpose: that of meeting, obviously. It
is rather large - enough to contain the entire Long Patrol, easily. The
format is simple: rows of benches for the audience, and a podium for
whoever the speaker might be, located beneath the only window in the room.
The room is, otherwise, quite barren, and carved from the rock that is so
customary to Salamandastron.
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It has been a quiet week for Zeldove, with no duties to perform or even chores, it isn't a nice thing to be cut out of the routine of the Long Patrol. Now however the call has come down and Zeldove has been picked up by a Sergeant and escorted up through the mountain to the main meeting room.   

Once the Sergeant sees her inside and announces her he steps out and shuts the door. The badger lord himself is sat at the long table set up in the room and Quinten is sat off to one side with quill and ink and paper ready to record.   

Quinten nods with his ears more then anything to a space before the Badger who is busy reading a scroll as, without looking up as Zeldove enters.   

Zeldove frowns but quietly enters going over some things in her mind. Mainly it isn't that bad to talk to him, yeah right she keep thinking to herself...its like ok chat with the major, that's bad enough...but the Badger Lord himself...she is a little nervous and has no clue how some hares around here even get along great with him, she seen him briefly when she first came and then it was more of a hello and welcome and have a good day.   

Ciocan looks up and regards Zeldove, "So Private Zeldove," He says in his deep voice, "I have just been reading the report on your activities... I must say it makes for... quite a story, disobedience, disrespectful and willfully abandoning your duty in an incident that then got several of my hares in trouble afterwards.... it is... not at all the sort of behavior I expect from a member of the Long Patrol."   

Zeldove frowns, she is not sure what to say, and she knows not to be rude...of course she learned that from couple others.She speaks "I'm..sorry. I admit...I did sass..Lt. Greg and called Sergeant Terrence ..bossy ears. And I shouldn't of, it..sort of came out and..as for getting into trouble in Halyard, that wasn't planed and I should of been more careful I was just..."She isn't sure what she was as her ears droop. Moody maybe, she was mad at another hare..Zolomon for not helping her out, but hey she understands now he wasn't supposed to help with a punishment, a normal chore maybe, the dishes cleaning was a punishment not a chore.   

Ciocan leans back in his chair and regards the younger hare and smiles, "Now I am told by the General here that he gave you a copy of the oath you took when you became a private, I hope it has had the desired effect and reminded you why you wanted to belong to the Long Patrol?"   

Zeldove nods "I have read it..and yes..to help those in need, be respectful of others..pay attention to those in command.And that the Long Patrol is a live long commencement. I admit I need to work on...short temper sometimes, and I promise to. I want to stay in the patrol..even get better at some of the training."   

Ciocan asks, "We all have weaknesses to work on Private," He looks down his snout at her then stands up, "But I do not need a hare who has read that oath, who can say the words, I need hares who can believe in them," He walks around the table and places a hand on her shoulder, "I need hares Private who believe in those words, believe in protecting these shores and our mountain from those who would do it harm, can you be one of those hares? Will you believe?"   

Zeldove watches him closely, maybe a little worried when he stands up but relaxes again, " Yes..of course I believe I can protect the shores..I am a very good archer, tracker and have been improvising with my dirk and sling. I can be brave also..I am a warrior sur and have always been as brave as I can. I know there is always that..chance one could die but one still fights, one still goes on when..."She frowns "When a friend dies. Even in times of trouble one needs to be brave and help others, others on the shore and fellow hares...help you if you need it as well"   

Ciocan nods his head and steps back, "Then Zeldove, know that I will be watching you and we do not expect you to repeat your past mistakes, I am also ordering you to take one of our classes that should help you with your rage and anger... I believe you have gone astray but we will work together, all of us yourself included to help you find your way again.   

Zeldove nods, a bit of a smile "So I..get to stay then?" It's clear she was worried.   

The Badgerlord taps his chin then nods, "Yes... I won't throw you out for this Zeldove, some of the sergeants might wish it otherwise. But I will be watching and I am assigning you to Quinten's command. You're on home guard duty, not Long Patrol, it's a lot of sentry duty, helping with leveret and recruit classes, chores... but prove yourself over the next few months, get that temper in check and that save the attitude for vermin and uppity recruits on the practice field and I will let you rejoin your patrol."   

Zeldove listens quietly, "Home guard...I can do that. And I could maybe teach the recruits some archer skills, and of course...other stuff recruits need to learn."   

Quinten looks at Ciocan with a neutral expression then slowly stands up, "Well Private, welcome to the Home Guard," He flicked his ears up and saluted Cicoan, "I'll get her shipshape my lord don't you worry about that," The badger nods his head then turns back to Zeldove, "I expect to hear good things Private, don't disappoint me now," He nods to the General and heads for the door.
   
Zeldove nods and gives a salute to him, a smile as she is glad she is still in the patrol, even if its for now Home guard..its fine.She also salutes Quinten as she nods to him as well.   

Zolomon is out in the hallway, he had looked at the door a couple times but new better than to venture inside or knock. So he waited in the hallway quietly.   

Quinten walks around from behind the table once the badger-lord is gone, Ciocan leaves the door open indicating the meeting is over as he heads off to his forge. The General looks Zeldove up and down and taps his chin, "Well Private, it seems like you just became my problem," His ears cant forward, "And I don't like problems so if you mean it you'll show me your best foot going forward."   

Zeldove nods"Yes sur...I will listen to you and do as you say. wot ever is needed in the home guard" She will need to learn some of home guard now.
   
Zolomon watches as Ciocan heads to the forge and peeks in catching some of the talk "Home guard?" He has heard of it,then he has been here longer than Zeldove has.He nods, a salute to Quinten.   

Quinten says, "Well I am glad to hear it Private," he leans back against the table and offers a small smile, "Now I know it is hard being stuck in the mountain, following orders isn't always fun either, but I started out much like you," He flicks his eyes at Zolomon but continues, "I was a private, I got in a lot of trouble, my colonel at the time sent me off on a six season patrol to Southsward and when we got back she offered me the job as recorder and to be a member of the home guard," He gestures, "We are the hares who stay in the mountain, when the patrols march out to battle or to scout, we are the hares who stay home. We are the hares who keep the lights burning, keep the hearth warm to welcome our fellows back and to make sure the leverets are cared for whilst their parents are out patrolling."   

Zeldove nods, "Sounds important sur."She has yet to notice Zolomon, "I am guessing no time off or ..very little anyways, and I get along with leverets..mostly. I can also help cook if ever needed."   

Quinten chuckles, "Oh there is time off, but we still need to maintain discipline even if we are staying in, I will draw up a new schedule for you, training, classes and I'll get you the home guard manual. It is something you will have to learn."   

Zolomon tilts his head "Hone guard Zelly?"Otherwise he is quiet, "I am glad to know your be staying at the mountain and not..like going away"   

Zeldove nods "Of course sur.."She hears Zolomon and smiles, she does a salute to him as well he is Corporal but she stays where she is , for now anyways.   

Quinten smiles at Zolomon, "Yes don't worry about Zeldove, she won't be leaving us anytime soon... I intend to help Zeldove get into shape as a member of the Patrol," He taps his chin, "You will also get to learn some interesting things not everyone gets to learn about our mountain home too"   

Zolomon walks closer and nods, a smile at Zeldove "I am..glad to see ya be able ta stay..I was concerned."   

Zeldove chuckles, she is feeling better and goes to give Zolomon a hug,she then steps back and smiles warmly"Yeah..I am staying, though not so much in a unit..home guard is its own..unit I suppose"She looks at Quinten "Right sur?"
   
Quinten says, "Yes the Home guard is a unit of it's own Private, admittedly there are not many of us, but I try to keep our discipline up, from the Infirmary chief to the cooks, to the teachers and gardeners, everyone who lives here and is part of the patrol is home guard."
   
Zolomon smiles at the hug, he nods"Home guard is always here and who knows maybe ya can get some named job or other"   

Zeldove smiles "Maybe...wouldn't know wot and not worried, just need to work on short temper is all and I will, I promise"   

Quinten says, "Well for now Zeldove is in the home guard whilst we see how she performs, if she bucks up her attitude, sorts herself out and listens to some of the things I can teach her, she can request to join a patrol again."
   
Zolomon nods, "sounds jolly well good sur...thar is one issue to bring up, though the beast has behaved himself rather jolly well so far..."   

Zeldove looks at Zolomon curious and then frowns taking a guess who he is speaking of but listens before she reacts too much.   

Quinten asks, "What beast is that?" He tilts his head, "I've been a bit busy dealing with the private here, I may have missed a memo/."
   
Zolomon nods "A..stoat sur...the one that"He stops and nods "Had Zeldove captive a couple days, he was with a weasel a couple days ago...weasel is..well its ..dead, the stoat is in the ..cell down by the caverns, been there a couple days.Some of the later trouble though wasmt caused by him..just think some wondered if..his Lordship had plans on wot to do with him"   

Zeldove remembers that stoat but doesn't let it get to her...but she is also curious of plans.   

Quinten says, "Ah well," He taps flicks his ears back, "I really couldn't say what his lordship may have planned, I suspect they will be exiled from the shore at least, under pain of death if they return."

Zolomon nods"Course sur..."He glaces at Zeldove, another smile to her. "So other than that seems a good day then and Zelly is staying, that I say is Jolly good news Q old bean"   

Zeldove blinks, glaces at the General for the nickname, she has stayed where she is seeing if she is to do anything yet or not, find out duties of the day,if any.   

Quinten eyes Zolomon, "I'd prefer if you didn't call me Q bean wot," He shakes his head, "Anyway you two... consider yourselves dismissed, go enjoy the rest of the day and tomorrow I will see you in my office to get started Zeldove."   

Zolomon grins but nods "Course..General Quinten sur" Yes he does use nick names but also full names still.He smiles a day off is good or least half a day off.   

Zeldove nods "I will report before breakfast sur, I promise"   

Zolomon leads Zeldove out of the room and smiles "So that went well..right?"
   
Zeldove nods "Yes...home guard is still good, and I get to stay"She kisses him on the cheek "I would of missed you had I..had to leave, he said we had the rest of the day off..so wot do we do?"   

Zolomon smiles"Dinner under de stars, in the garden..."
   
Zeldove smiles as she lays her head on his shoulders "I would like that."She is happy, maybe she isn't in one of the normal units but she is stilll with the patrol, even if its the home guard..maybe she can help out somewhere even more so, but for now she has half a day off.   

Zolomon gets a light dinner in the dinning hall and takes Zeldove to the gardens..a nice dinner, looking at stars and then its time to head inside....tomorrow starts a new day.