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WHO:

Zolomon- Corpital, Archer, Runner in the LP

Private Kole-Spoofed by Zolomon

Recruit Pong-Spoofed by Zolomon

Helem- Hare  Healer looking to Join the LP

LOG:

Zolomon was watching over a small group of privates and recruits, he sighed as he studied two of them and spoke "Private Kole..Recruit Pong, please step forwards, please..you others can do some running drills"He sighs as they wait "Now..."They salute and start to laps, seems like 3 today.   

Helem is standing nearby and watching the hares quietly, they didn't chase him off so he has stayed around and tilts his head.He has not interrupted either just being quiet.   

Zolomon speaks "Yesterday..someone could of gotten seriously hurt, your darn lucky they didn't..so we are gonna go over safety with longbows, short bows and arrows, also just in case crossbows."   

A paw is raised "But..sur...it was an accident.."...."Yeah not like we did it on purpose.."A small chuckle is given by Kole as if, it's just something to laugh about.

Helem frowns a bit but watches to see what will happen next, it usually isn't wise to laugh at an officer.
   
Zolomon glares at the two hares before him"You do NOT laugh, this is blooming serious!" He rarely gets angry and right now he is, he can't have any recruits or privates laughing about something like this"Someone could get killed or seriously hurt from a misfired arrow."   

Kole mutters "Misfired arrow...oooooooooh" Pong just laughs out loud and tumbles to the sand "One don't misfire an arrow...why would they?"   

Helem walks over after he stands "Ya know..if I were to talk to some officer like that my mother would tan me hide most likely"He stays off to the side still but he felt the need to say something.   

Zolomon speaks "Stand up now!"He is not happy, rare for him as he speaks"You want to start talking back to an officer..fine...maybe you can talk to Ciocan, oh and one don't fire an arrow by accident so ya..meant to hit someone?"   

Right away the two hare whimper, stand up and salute and in unison "No sur" The private frowns "We wee..joking..." The recruit shakes his head at his friend, clearly bad to say joking..in unison again "Sorry sur!" Still standing at attention.   

Helem chuckles at the change and grins, for now he says nothing more and waits til the Corporal is not busy"   

Zolomon looks over at Helem finally and back to the two hares in front of him "No longbows for you two till further notice, is that understood?" He gets a nod as he watches them"50 push ups and 50 sits ups..now"They start after a salute and he looks to Helem "Hallo"   

Helem nods "Hallo sur..I am Helem, just a passing hare...though I am interesting in the Long Patrol"He offers his left paw to shake.   

Zolomon shakes the paw "Corporal Zolomon..Runner,archer of the jolly Long Patrol"He looks to the two hares and makes sure they do the right number of push ups and sit ups" Tending to some..archery issues"   

Helem nods as he steps back "Always pays to be careful, had a brother whom was an archer..I like the dirk myself, mainly prctice the healing arts"   

Zolomon nods"Your welcome ta stay as we go over archery safety"He looks to see the others finish their laps and makes sure sits ups and push ups are finished and nods "Alright, all of you gonna go over archery safety" Weather they like it or not and even after a few groans
   
Helem sits and folds his..paw?, seems he is missing the right one, into his lap, he decides to listen as well.   

Zolomon nods as he uses his own to speak " Even before nocking an arrow it is important inspect the arrows and bow. A major cause of archery-related accidents comes from damaged bows , as well as bow strings snapping. Make sure to check all components of both the bow and arrow for any signs of damage including cracks, chips, fraying, warping any other wear or tear that could compromise the integrity of this equipment. This was not the case yesterday after noon though, which leads to more safety I will talk of. All archers should load, aim, shoot, and retrieve arrows at the same time. This way no one is accidentally shooting while someone is on the range retrieving arrows. Thar will be whistles to signify the appropriate action. One whistle means you can shoot, two means you can approach the shooting line, and three means you can go retrieve the arrows you have shot. Also never load ya bow with beasts in front of you. And no PLAYING AROUND with a longbow or crossbow either"
   
Helem nods "All good advise I say, so you have crossbows here or just the longbows?"   

Zolomon answers "Seen one crossbow in the forge, but thing it belonged to a former hare, we have longbows as well as short bows"He looks back to the others, even has the hares repeat back to him what is said, even the two trouble makers repeat back what is said.   

Helem smiles "They seem to listen, fairly well sur...so whom would I speak to on joining up with your group?"   

Zolomon peaks "Ok a refresher course, for all...how ta fire an arrow" He will show with his as he tells them, he shows them how" Place one foot on each side of the shooting line. Find an agreeable adjusted position with your feet bear width separated. The foot nearest to the objective ought to be pulled back like this. Stand straight and tall, with your head up and your shoulders down and loose."   

Zolomon gets an arrow and loads his longbow "Like this, Grip your pinkie finger with your thumb, keeping your 3 remaining fingers together. your initial three fingers like so. The string SHOULD NOT be in the knuckle depression of the fingers."   

Helem watches, curious as he remembers lessens with his brother, he sighs a little but watches still.
   
Zolomon aims at a target he sit out "Watch how I am positioned, where my fingers are, my gasp is...how the bow position is, my stance....we will go over this in a few days with bows and arrows."He nods "Show me, pretend ya have a longbow, get into those positions"He nods to a few, a few he corrects and one gets it totally wrong as he sighs, ok he just needs to work with them more is all, thats all., "Also when its time to fire focus your eyes and your fixation on your pointing point. Your pointing point ought to be the measure of the tip of a bolt, not a general range. Look down the bolt and place the tip of the bolt on your pointing point." He shows them as he takes a deep breath,relaxes and fires, it hits the target that's 300 yards away, he grins at this and lowers the bow as he looks at the others"Questions?"

Helem grins "Your good sur"He stays off to the side till its ok to move again.   

He gets a couple that he answers, one main one is when they get bows again? Not for a couple weeks he states, they will go over rules some more and safety, and how not to play with them and also some strength exercises may be good to better prepare them, then they can do some small target practice and slowly work their way up, he then dismisses them and sits down looking tried.
   
Helem sits by his fellow hare "Keeps ya busy I reckon?" He smirks and nods "Not to worry lad, they will get de hand of it and be a jolly well run team of archers, anything takes time ya know"   

Zolomon nods "Yep sure does....can't say I am de best Corporal, but I am learning."He studies the hare and smiles "So wanna join de Long Patrol huh. Y sure its a life long commitment"
   
Helem nods "I am sure..."He shows both his paws, "Yes..it ya didn't notice missing me right paw, long story and may share one day, but I don't let it get me down..maybe cant fire an arrow but I can use a dirk, I am fast to doge things and beasts, and know healing skills, I have also worked on getting a sling to work for me, still working on me own design"
   
Zolomon grins "Impressive and I knew a beast with one paw, he was a good friend and a healer too...he also rode an eagle once"   

Helem listens closely "Sounds like a good beast ta know, not let anything get to them sort..I like that.I say dont let anything get to ya, or keep ya down...we are all different and all have our weakness and strengths, am I right?"   

Zolomon nods "For sure right, I think your be for sure welcome into de patrol and we do need more hares"
   
Helem says, "Well ya have one more then..me.I be happy to join up"   

Zolomon nods "Then welcome aboard then good sur"

WHO:

Zolomon- Corporal, Archer and Runner in the LP

Old Pete- Retired Major, Former Fighter as retired now.....old grumpy  teacher and sentry beast

Zeldove- Private,Archer and Fighter in the LP

LOG:

   
Salamandastron: Recovery Room
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Salamandastron *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-
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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Zeldove was here, stuck in the infirm a couple days, her only time off and soon she be back to kitchen duty,likely double kitchen duty knowing her luck. She sighs, why did she sneak off, ok to avoid punishment only to lead to trouble and need rescued and then get even more punishment.   

Zolomon peeks into the infirm, he is the one that decided to bring some soup and water, seeing her awake he walks over and sits down the tray, but for now he is quiet.   

Zeldove looks up and smiles "Company..."She studies him "Ok your...not speaking, wot happen now, that upset over me sneaking out..I am fine, well mostly fine..couple cracked ribs and a sprang ankle"
   
Zolomon finally speaks "Ya threw a mug at me and then ya sneak out, and you almost got taken by a slaver, your lucky Ciocan happen to be in the village to hear wot happen from Mack and Caleb and then sent out some hares, but not me...some others.."He frowns and then replies "Bu I am glad your ok, but thar is still the issue of..."He looks to the door and to her "The mug ya broke on the wall"   

Zeldove listens as he speaks and frowns more and more as he goes on, she sighs "Let me guess..was it Ciocan's mug or something?"
   
Zolomon frowns as he looks at the floor "No..worse.."He is still nervous "It was Old Pete's mug...his favorite mug, like something he had when he first was a recruit here ....he even had a funeral for the mug"   

Zeldove ears droop "A..funeral..fer a mug?" Ok that's a little drastic isn't it she thinks. "I mean..we have lots of em..right?"
   
Zolomon frowns "That's not..de point...."He shakes his head "It was his favorite mug..like no one touched it ever, they were always a Afraid to..even Ciocan left it alone and the one mug ya choice to..pick up and throw..and break into itty bitty pieces..was that one"
   
Zeldove would frown worse if she could and shrugs "Well it's not like....it can be fixed and if he..had a funeral for it, it's likely..buried now...well ok so do I tell him sorry, get him a new mug or something?"   

Zolomon frowns "That isn't gonna do any good..poor old Pete is heart broken now."He then adds "He is making me do sentry duty for the next couple days..so he can morn the lost of his mug"   

Zeldove rolls her eyes "I say he is over reacting..goodness all that over a mug, I mean thar is how many like..it.."Hmms was it different, she isnt sure now, it may of been it was just close to paw, she she mutters "Why put it there in de first place"   

Zolomon shrugs "I don't but he he is likely thinking of the worse punishment know to hare kind and he been here..since like before Lord Sebasiien was here. He is like..old"   

Zeldove idly picks at the bandage on her ankle "Inst he like retired?"   

Zolomon nods "But he sticks around and does sentry duty and he also teaches a like Math and History of the mountain class, interesting class the history one I went to a few of them"   

Zeldove says, "Ok..but like everyone else that's retired are in ..Halyard or elsewhere, didn't one hare go on some sea adventure life or other""   

Zolomon says, "De only one that has came back, full duty, from retirement is Major V...least he doesn't have a favorite mug, that I bally well know of""   

Zeldove asks, "Besides that anything else I should know?"   

Zolomon nods as he goes to hug her "That I was very worried about ya Zelly..I wasn't allowed to go help look for ya, then makes since..sort of"   

Zeldove smiles, ok hugs she likes. "Didn't mean to worry you Z..I am sorry and..sorry about the..mug"   

Zolomon smiles, he then frowns again "Well ya need to tell Old Pete sorry bout de mug, not me but likely not today...maybe tomorrow...or day after that, think de poor chap wanted left alone a couple days"   

Zeldove sighs as she leans back again, still the mug,then again she did mention it again"Yeah..suppose."   

Zolomon shrugs "I..well you didn't see him..I did."   

Zeldove says, "Can we not speak of the mug"   

Zolomon nods but then.."Not speak of de Mug...and why not lass!" It's Pete! Zolomon backs into a corner while Old Pete glares at the hare maid "Ya killed me favorite mug, had it since de first day I started as a recruit..a gift it was and now tis gone, in so many pieces..shattered ...my poor mug, least it has a place in the catacombs now."He looks at Zolomon"Wot be a fitting punishment?" Zolomon shrugs "I..."Pete snorts "Never mind ya wouldn't punish her..ya love her....."Grumble Grumble...   

Zeldove blinks and would so leave, if she could "Umm..errr..sorry?"
   
Old Pete just glares "My mug...came to get it...it was shattered in some many..tiny..bits"Oh and the tears, this mug meant so so much"I know..gonna find a toothbrush make ya clean..clean..I will find something!! Ya will clean it with a toothbrush and small little tin bucket of saopy water ya will"   

Zeldove looks at Zolomon as if to say save me, help me.
   
Zolomon frowns...nope he is not interfering in this, sorry! Old Pete sees the look oh he does..."He is not helping ya lass.....Ya gonna scrub de kitchens top and bottom..and sides and the dinning hall, and wash the dishes and pans till they shine and I will stand thar and watch ya I will, not even Ciocan gonna be able ta make the punishment go away"   

Zeldove ears droop and she speaks "Umm..he is sort of the..umm..well...boss here so ya would have to listen to him if he said...no" Shes correct right...right!?   

Old Pete snorts "Oh no...he knows not ta over rule this one"He grins and its creepy "Your mine..see ya at sunrise lass."He turns and walks out the door...ok. Zolomon frowns and stays in the corner, and waits till the old hare is gone "Ok...Old Pete is.. sort of...yeah your doomed"
   
Zeldove whimpers a little and sighs, her fate is sealed, she glaces at him "I been better off if it WAS Ciocan's mug..wouldn't I?"   

Zolomon has to think a bit on that one "I..have no clue lass, sorry but likely yeah, just..no more throwing mugs into the wall just in case ya grab one ya rather not grab"   

Zeldove groans,"Can this get any worse? I mean a toothbrush....I will be the next old hare by the time I'm done"   

Zolomon chuckles a little "Nahh..ya won't..Old Pete will be here for Seasons from now...he will just have someone to push him around in a wheelchair, he is in good shape remember the tavern"   

Zeldove manages a small chuckle "Yeah...he kicked butt"   

Zolomon grins "Old Pete is cool and comes up with..."He shivers "Very bad punishments..no wonder others are so..careful around him and so quiet in classes"   

Zeldove says, "But wot bout training and all that, I have that..cant do cleaning anything"
   
Zolomon says, "Well looks like ya have this but I am sure he will let you likely have a lunch break, then back ta cleaning"   

Zeldove says, "Does he have family here or..no?"   

Zolomon asks, "Old Pete?...Don't think so...he did have a grandson and a daughter but they ..died in the siege at Redwall."
   
Zeldove nods "Oh...that has to be sad"She lays down "I need some rest..for sure if I am up at the crack of dawn..to clean..not gonna be fun"   

Zolomon good ear droops "Sorry Zelly....I am sure your...survive..I should head..out now, check on some things and..maybe check on Old Pete."
   
Zeldove nods as she sighs, ok so in the catacombs there is a small tomb for a mug...and no she is so NOT ,visiting it.
   
Zolomon slips off and yes, indeed there in the Catacombs is a small box tomb with the words =Here lies the mug of Old Pete, it will be sadly missed==

WHO:

Ciocan - Badger Lord (Shows up towards end)

A Stoat named Bonetail-Spoofed by Ciocan

A weasel- Spoofed by Mack

Mack-Cafe owner/cook/ ale maker

Caleb- Redwall Brother( Briefly shows up)

Zeldove- Long Patrol Hare, Archer,Fighter and Private

Some assorted  village beasts spoofed

LOG:

Zeldove had of course sneaked off to Halyard, had a few drinks and some food, some foods were good here and decided to venture other areas of Halyard, though some areas are best left alone most likely.
   
It was this area where a weasel and his stoat friend hanged out "I..I don't boss, seems a bad idea to purposely mess up a tavern, de hedgehog and mouse worked hard on it...we can leave it alone, right?"   

The tall black furred stoat smirked "And let a woodlander try and get some popular tavern set up in Halyard...why they would lose business at the main tavern...sides, the hares seem to like it better and its been open, what a week? I say give the hares a reason to stay gone..sides we don't need a reason for them ta want to start coming back to Halyard a lot..do we?" Of course he wants to torch the new place! Luckily its not the busy time of the day when he enters "Hello!"   

Zeldove was close to the tavern, well a couple streets down anyways. And..a little turned around, great..oh well she was fine as she grined"Adventure"
   
Mack sighed "Its fine...we are gaining...."He frowns at the door when the weasel and stoat come. The mouse backs up a little.."Mack....don't do something dumb"   

The stoat grins "Yes Mack..don't be a fool now..fairly simple really.....close the tavern"
   
Zeldove grumbles as it starts to rain and happens to duck into the tavern.Seeing the 2 vermin and the torch, and the fact this could turn badly she glares at the two vermin and ..ok no longbow but she has her throwing daggers"Leave ya vermin scums"She flicks one dagger at each vermin."By order of Private Zeldove"
   
The weasel gasps as the dagger barely misses him and frowns "We should go boss"He says to the stoat"Not worth it...and its not like business here is that good...and she is a long patrol bunny"
   
The stoat eyes seem to sparkle at an idea as he chuckles, he throws the torch at a cask of ale, yes its not too busy but the few here quickly leave before the fire gets out of control.The stoat chuckles as he pulls the dagger out of his arm, ok he is insane and grabs the hedgehog...a blade at its throat "What ya gonna do?"   

Zeldove frowns, she backs up as the fire starts, she glares at the stoat "Release him!!" Ok this is not going well, so much for a good night and maybe she shouldn't of wished for adventure.   

Mack errrks, he frowns as most of the tavern beasts get away, the mouse..one Brother Caleb is blocked by some flames, he is safe....for now but he wont be too much longer as his way out is sort of blocked as he coughs roughly. The weasel frowns "Umm..ya didn't say....we really would burn it down!"   

The stoat shrugs as he backs out of the cafe and grins to the haremaid"A brave Long patrol hare..tell you want, drop your weapons and I let the pincushion go.   

Zeldove frowns, she knows someone is still traped in the small cafe and the hedgehog is in trouble.She drops her dagger and glares at the stoat "Release him now"   

Mack is on the verge of panic, the fire is soon noticed and the rain starts pouring down harder, so that will help get the fire out, so will the fact some towns beasts are starting to work on getting the fire more under control. The weasel shakes his head and slips in, goes to grab the semi-conscious mouse and gets him out right before the wall crashes down, the fire is getting out at least...and the weasel has a burn on his arm now.."Boss.....we are gonna get in trouble"   

The stoat steps towards the hare maid and lets go of the hedgehog, but just as quickly kicks at hare maid in the chest,then goes to grab her shoulder and pinch down, it will cause her to lose consciousness a few moments, enough time if he succeeds to get her to an ally while the chaos starts to calm a little.   

Zeldove is taken by surprise as she hits the side of a building by the cafe and tenses in pain, likely a cracked rib and then goes to kick forwards as she is grabbed, she struggles and then slumps forwards as she passes out and hits the muddy ground.Its fairly easy to carry her away now.   

Mack stumbles and looks at the cafe "Not...again.."His luck just fails with cafes and taverns"He sees his friend "Caleb..."The weasel nods "He..he is gonna be ok...find a healer.." He goes to see where the stoat went and frowns, ohhh ok the stoat is insane but he follows "This is a bad idea..wh..what ya gonna do with the hare maid?"   

The stoat smirks "You know how much a random slaver...or anyone would pay for a Long Patrol hare...a lot, and there is always a slaver or two at the docks least once a week...we get gold, leave town....the slaver goes who knows where...and no one knows a thing"The stoat has tried up the hare maid and heads into an ally.   

Zeldove is clearly unconscious and now tied up..her belt with the daggers was droped to the ground,as was a sling she had....   

The weasel frowns, "But....but..."He starts to follow and then, seems to decide something, good or bad its hard to say as he gulps and goes to oddly look for some beasts, "I'm...sorry"He says to the hedgehog and heads off, Mack meanwhile frowns and lets a couple otters help him and Caleb best they can.   

The fire also attracted other attention, "Wot is going on and is every beast ok?" One certain very tall badger.   

Mack nods "Yeah"About that time the weasel steps forwards and gulps but he decided it was...well sort of right to do this or least..ok maybe wait on a hare but of course..Mack is in his face as he eeeps "I didn't know...don't do anything to me..."   

Ciocan watches the weasel and raises an eyebrow . He then speaks "Do you know who started the fire 'ere?"   

Mack will for sure make sure the weasel doesn't run off. The weasel frowns " Bonetail did....said he didn't like it...and he looked like he was gonna kill the hedgehog but this haremaid came and.."And then he seems to decide its about to get so worse for him, well he lived a fair life right?" He..let the hedgehog go but he..kind of...he has the hare and I don't know where he is now just where he plans to go in a couple days..or so..."
   
Ciocan calmly listens and then the calm is gone in an instant as he starts to snarl, the only thing keeping him from slaying the weasel is the fact it seems to be helping him, though it could be a trap as well. He isnr sure which hare maid but its clearly one of his hares.A path is made clear as he looks down at the weasel"Where....?"   

The weasel looks ready to faint, he whimpers and gets out "Docks....."And yep there he goes, he faints. Mack shakes his head "I can help make sure he doesn't go anywhere till that stoat is found"   

Ciocan snorts, and no beast wants close to him. He looks at the weasel and then Mack"Do you have a place to stay?"
   
Mack nods "The inn...its fine...as for the weasel i think I can handle him, will just tell him if he tries to flee....your be after him. It did seem the weasel was against any captives where the stoat was all for it...and 'He sighs "Tavern is only damaged in de back...I can ..get me otter freinds to help me rebuild.
"   
Ciocan nods as he turns and heads back to the mountain fairly quickly.He likely could hunt for the stoat and the missing hare, but he one needs to find out whom is missing and two get a few hares to come with him to the docks, or see which hare be best to be in charge of this unexpected rescue mission.

WHO:

Ciocan- Badger Lord

Gregorian-Fighter, Lt., Blacksmith in the Long Patrol

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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Ciocan had woke up early and couldn't get back to sleep, so he decided to do some work in the forge.He had already listen to a report that he decided to later figure out the real story behind as it one of the retired hares supposely beat down what one said was 3-4, while someone else swore it was a horde that was beat down by a single hare. The only thing he knows is he to be true is a large pie was missing from the kitchens and he had found out who had it and decided to just leave them alone at the time being and try to sleep, sleep failed so here he is.   

Gregorian is normally in early to organised things before training and paperwork stole his attention but today he was late and he brought the paperwork with him. He looks a bit worn out and tired but it's not enough to stop him working as he enters the forge. There's a quick nod to the badger, no salute as his paws are full of papers though "Mornin' sah. Breakin' anvils with the dawn tahday?"   

Ciocan glaces over as he finishes with a blade he was working on, he finishes the blade and goes to use the tongs to place it in the cool water, then carefully sets the blade aside before replying "Yes, couldn't sleep. Seems thar was some..disruption at the tavern in Halyard last night, have yet to hear the correct story on that one, those whom was at the tavern made it home after all, so must of not been too much goin' on"   

Gregorian sets the papers down in a pile, gives it a little huffed sigh and then turns away from it to grab a box of old unfinished projects from under the workbench instead "Hah! When isn't there a disruption at the tavern? It's wot half the have used tah go there for. Let off a little steam with a quick bit of bar boxin"   

Ciocan nods "I've been thar..once." He doesn't get outside the mountain much and when he does it's usually the beach to do some exercise drills,other wise he is inside somewhere, "So ...wot are ya working on today Greg?"
   
"And the event goes down in history" Greg jokes about Ciocan only going there once. To the question of what he's doing he stares at the box for a moment before sighing slightly "Howard" an answer which makes little sense unless one knows that he keeps trying to complete the work of smiths who died at Redwall. He pulls out a ruffled pile of paper scraps from the box "Looked like the main thing he was workin' on some ideah of a sword than splits in tah two swords. Always was a bit of a show off. He's got some sketches"   

Ciocan hmmms "I knew of a beast who had a small dagger like that once, that sort of weapon could do a lot of damage"He is quiet and finishes "Ta either the wielder or the target it was intended to strike. You could try and make it if you wish." He tries to remember a Howard and frowns, just starring at the blade he was working on himself and sighs as he goes over to sit down, taking the gloves off and rubbing his paws, taking a bit of a break from the forge for now, he had been in here a couple hours.   

Gregorian flicks through the papers slowly, looking over the details "Heh, I learnt my lesson aftah the spring loaded trap" he raises his paw that's missing the end of one finger "Propah precautions durin' testin' are a must...He drew a lot of rings in here. Must have been for Sai" Greg sighs heavily, shakes his head and heads for the metal waiting to be melted down and turned in to things "It's only right tah finish their work, can't really stand tah just throw it all out without tryin'" he sets to work but decides to try and change the topic because it's getting him down "Yah hear about Zolomon and the new hare? Erm, Zel somethin'"   

Ciocan is listening, half and looks over"The new, now Private Zeldove...yes she and him had some archery contest"He chuckles "Seems she just barely won,I seen them practicing together on the beach a couple times, they seem to get along quiet well"
   
Gregorian selects a bit of metal that's about the right size for his project and pushes it in to the forge to heat while he grabs his tools "Heh, more than well if yah hear him talk. She had him followin' her ordahs for a week for losin' that bet" he chuckles "He's in for some trouble there"   

Ciocan smiles "Well the week is likely up now..but who knows maybe their friendship will grow into something more. "He stands again "I try my best to know how all of my hares are doing, I even from time to time watch training exercises with the recruits and privates, some still need some work but I am sure they will learn"   

Gregorian snorts "The weeks up but it wouldn't surprise me if he'll keep doin' wot she says because he likes her" he glances over as the badger stands. He looks slightly amused "Yah just makin' it sound like yah lurkin' in the cornahs watchin' us all"   

Ciocan chuckles now" Not to worry I don't watch training sessions too often, seems to make some nervous. I do read reports, those sent to me on how training drills and weapons drills are going. Some areas need work and other areas seem fine where they are at.Learned ta work together when needed is a good thing as well, and hopefully isn't needed for a real battle anytime soon.I don't want to hear of any large scale or even slight scale battles happening.I can't stop the once in a while bar fight in Halyard though."   

Gregorian pokes at the coals with a pair of tongs as he talks "The patrol has been fightin' battles and trainin' long before eithah of us were born. There'll be wars and there'll be bar fights. Losin' beasts is part of that...but yah know, places like Redwall wouldn't still be there without us. Halyard would probably be ovah run with pirates and slavers. There'll be a patrol, one way or anothah, long aftah we're both gone too"   

Ciocan nods "True. I was asked more than once..why did we help Redwall during that siege, I had a small group of hares leave when we got back, since then a couple of the same hares did return.Things such as that you cant predict wot will happen and even when your given a clue, tis isn't always know the outcome. One may think they have all the info needed and come to find out they don't or the info ya had...changed." Its true the report for help came and by the time they arrived in Mossflower and the abbey to help, it had gotten worse" He walks over to the main part of the forge "Thar have been Badger Lords whom was lucky enough to have a peaceful time..have a family even, not many..others a long life, seen one whom was only Badger Lord a mere season or two."He checks on the blade he was making as he speaks "I also still try and keep up with news from Mossflower and Redwall..."He frowns "I sent a letter asking Xander to make sure news is brought to me..good and bad news in the spring and again in Autumn"   

Gregorian snorts as he finally takes out his bit of metal to shape it on the anvil, still talking between hammer hits "We helped because we're the Long Patrol. It's wot we do. Hard tah imagine a time of peace long enough tah outlive a badgah mind. I know a few had wives and children of course and then their children took ovah aftah them...but this is why I keep tellin' yah yah need tah get out more"   

Ciocan chuckles again, "Get out more..to find a maid huh....the mountain is not always run by one's son or daughter."He smiles a little again looking over some handles for the blade he had ealier. He picks one and sits in aside as he will finish the blade later today, it won't take too long now.He then chuckles again"So..if I happen to see a lone badger maid wandering around my mountain....blame you correct?"
   
"Just because the next badgah lord doesn't have tah be yah kin doesn't mean yah shouldn't try" Greg waggles his hammer at the badger. He returns his metal to the forge to heat up again "If I see a badgah maid wandahin' the shore I'll be sure tah suggest she come in for tea. How else are yah goin' tah meet one if yah nevah leave and we don't meddle?" he chuckles "Yah listen tah me, I've been married before, twice. That's double the experience...they're both gone now and the last one ended in divorce but it still counts"
   
Ciocan chuckles again "Knowing my luck I would fail at impressing a badger maid and I have been busy making sure all runs well here, and there is paperwork to complete, to look over..also the forge to make sure its running good" He smiles "But maybe I will go into Halyard some time soon, it has been a while,always good to take a break at times I suppose"
   
Gregorian hehs "Yah run intah a maid and yah'll have the whole patrol tah talk yah up. Get the runnahs tah take her flowahs or somethin'. Like I keep tellin' everyone else around here, there's more tah life than work...by the time some beasts figure that out they've lived half of it" a moment of thought and then he finally nods "Yah go tah Halyahd, yah'll probably keep the place quiet and we can all enjoy a drink"
   
Ciocan hmmms softly "I might go here soon....perhaps, as for finding any maids thar isn't a lot of badgers around, rare to see one really..but one never knows maybe...someday"He chuckles again in thought"That would be funny..wouldn't it, I wonder how that story would go if any hare seen me speaking to some lone badger maid I somehow managed to bump into" His luck literally bump into them.
   
Gregorian shrugs back "Well there's still more of them out there than there are in here" he frowns a little, curious and thinking "Wondah how the previous lords met their mates. Hm" another shrug "The story would probably be around the mountain in minutes but yah know how everyone is for gossip"
   
Ciocan rolls his eyes and decides to finish the blade he was making, its mainly a matter of carefully placing it into the handle and that it stays.A couple practice swings and its set aside for polishing later on"Who knows, perhaps they had a lot of free time or found one before coming here, I am not too concern but I venture over to Halyard, it has been a while."   

Gregorian takes his metal back out to begin hitting it again "I imagine it may be in the records somewhere. Still, yah, enjoy an evenin' out. Try the crab fritters if they've got them"   

Ciocan glaces at Greg and shrugs, he really should get out and may as well while not much is going on. He glaces around the forge and nods"Alright...well I am gonna get my cloak and a couple things and take a walk, to Halyard" He gets his war hammer and his cloak before heading out, a couple hares follow him and he turns back "Wot?" They back up a little and another speaks "Its just you..where ya going?" He sighs and decides to have the two hares tag along, besides company is nice after all and how many can say they went to Halyard with the badger lord himself

**It's Long...you been warned ***

WHO:

Gorvenalus- Redwall Abbey Recorder

Benar-Abbot of Redwall

Matilda- Champion of Redwall

John- Visiting warrior Squirrel

Vilfred- Log-A-Log

Leigh- Healer  shrew of the GOUSIM

Gaheris- Skipper of The Camp Willow Otters

Krisha- Badger Mother of Redwall

Xander- Leader of Mossflower Defenders/ Owner of the Redthorn Tavern

Lacota-Frair of Redwall

Nardo- Master Healer of Ferrravale

Cota- Teen mouse at Redwall

Dorarose-Gatekeeper of Redwall

Angela- Healer at Redwall

Lilymoore- Bellringer at Redwall

Blisa- Chieftain of Ferravale

-Some spoofs of Camp Willow Otters

-Some spoofs of GOUSIM shrews

-Some other beasts were there as well from Ferravale and there was Abbey dibbuns, novice, elders,brothers and sisters of the order.....and other guests too!!!

LOG:

RW Abbey: Great Hall
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The Great Hall of Redwall Abbey. Countless paw falls have echoed from these stones, and untold numbers of feasts and merry gatherings have been held here.  A table, not nearly so grand or large as its predecessors, but quite functional for mealtimes, rests near the center of the hall. Chairs exist here aplenty, and they are all of a matching set. High above, the stain glass windows give the Great Hall a beautiful appearance.  The glasswork is exceptionally done, crafted by a skilled artist.  The floor is clean and swept. A fire is kept burning in the fireplace at almost all times of the day and night, and there are several more comfortable chairs and cushions set up here, of varying sizes. One looks large enough to easily accommodate a badger.
 
The Tapestry hangs proud and tall, and while the rest of Redwall may still bear the scars of natural disaster, this most famous of Redwall's relics remains unharmed by beast, time, or the elements. The figure of Martin the Warrior seems to be watching over his own with an unchanging, kindly gaze.
 
Soft light is slowly beginning to filter in through the stained glass windows high above your head.   
The Great Hall is ready for the Winter Feast. Tables and chairs lined up and ready with all sorts of food and drink and beasts slowly make their way into the room to be ready for it to start. Abbey cooks bring more food and drink and make sure all is ready to start.Abbey elders sit at the main table.
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Krisha walks in, slightly late but a couple dibbuns did decide to act up at the last moment, luckily she got them to behave and gets them seated.She sits by them as well as Sister Anna and Sister Ginny are here to help with the dibbuns also.
   
Gorvenalus is already here, seated at the main table and has his log book ready to record anything that's needed to know.He smiles at a couple guests as they enter and gives a nod to the Badger Mother.   

DoraRose has taken part of the feast off from guard duty, and she has forced Angela to take a break from the Infirmary, too.  They enter the room with LilyMoore close behind, wearing matching navy blue dresses with fancy black embroidery on the bodices and around the bottoms of the sleeves and skirt.  They choose seats, and Emyuil hurries in, wearing a cream tunic, black pants, and a vest that matches their dresses.  He looks displeased with his outfit, but is being a good sport about it because of his family.  Angela had also sent such an outfit to Cota, but it's unknown if he wore it.

Nissaya the albino otter is nowhere to be seen, having taken over the Infirm so Angela can go to the feast with her family.  Zarok the monitor lizard and his newt friend Terfil are also here, dressed in their simple robes that show they are Brothers of the Order of Redwall.  They take seats right by DoraRose.  Butterclaw the Sparra is also here, a cheery red ribbon tied around his neck in a bow.  He sits beside his best friend, Lily.

Blisa had received an invite to the feast, and of /course/ she accepted it!  She is here, wearing her fancy black long sleeved dress covered in black embroidery.  Her bodyguards Ferdinand the ferret, Valerie the vixen, Hank the fox, and Clarissa the rat are also here, dressed in their best dress uniforms.  All their weapons are of course in the storage -- they wouldn't insult their greatest allies like that.  Statler the stoat and Waldo the weasel stayed home to guard the Ferravale Chieftain's house.

Cota helped out in the kitchens and peeks out now, when he is given the ok to go sit down he smiles and goes ahead to sit down at a table with his family.   

Vilfred was helped down the steps by his shrews since he had a broken right leg. The GOUSIM find a place to sit down and wait for the feast to start.   

Leigh comes along not too far behind the other shrews.

Matilda enters quietly and goes to take a seat at the main  table

A group of otters traveled in from Camp Willow late the previous day. They brought with them the gift of a large fish freshly caught specially. They'd got to the feast early and were sat down, talking amongst themselves with the Skipper, Gaheris, sat quietly between them watching the crowds taking their seats.
   
For the first time since he was but a teen, John is present. The squirrel had always been away during Redwall's feasts (or he'd just outright avoid them), but he is here now, searching for somewhere to sit. Of course, he's staying clear of the shrews, wary of their potential ruckus, and sits at the middle of the table, in what he hopes is a neutral placement and not someone's spot.
   
Benar makes his way to the main table and smiles as he greets every beast. "Hello my friends and welcome to this Winter Feast, I know we did not have the Autumn feast due to an injury I had, but we are having the winter feast."He smiles "Let us give thanks for what we have, to friends and family and for being here"

Krisha bows her head as the prayer for the feast is given, one dibbun mutters and is given..the look..and they go quiet rather quickly.
   
As soon as the Abbot arrives at his chair Friar Lacota appears with two novices pushing a large cart on which is set the fish brought by the Otters. Its delicious smell wafts through the air as it nears the main table.
   
Matilda bows quietly.

Gorvenalus sits his log book aside and waits quietly , also bowing his head.   

Vilfred nods, he and his shrews stay quiet as a prayer is given for the meal.   

The otters quiet down as it looks like things are getting started and most take their cue from everyone else to bow their heads, at least until the food comes out and they're distracted by that.   

John gives a small wave to the Friar, really one of the few beasts here he'd call a friend, and opens his mouth as if to say something. He stops himself when he see the abbey creatures all bow their head, and, after a confused second or two, remembers /why/ they're all doing it and the squirrel copies them with a sheepish grin.   

Benar quietly says a prayer and then smiles as he opens his eyes and picks up a mug, lifting it" I welcome you to...The Winter of the Early Snow...let the feast begin!"   

Lacota continues to direct that big fish over to the main table, where novices will start cutting off bits to serve to the Abbeybeasts and their guests. Other delicacies are being brought out, too, like hotroot soup for the otters, and Deeper 'n' ever, Turnip 'n' Tater 'n' Beetroot Pie for the moles. Raspberry Fizz and October Ale are on tap for drinks, and Strawberry Tarts and a great big carrot cake and assortment of pies for dessert.
   
Krisha raises a mug and then makes sure the dibbuns get what they want and some juice to drink, Sister Anna helps her out and then she gets her own plate of food picking out some fish, a couple tarts, some salad and to drink has some tea, just to be on the safe side as she is pregnant , but its not due to around autumn season.
   
Gorvenalus writes down the name of the season in the log book, as well as a couple other details before closing the book and laying it aside so he can go get himself a plate of food and some ale.   

Cota smiles and goes to get some tarts and pie, and some soup and sald as well, and some thing to drink.
   
The otters don't need telling twice and raise their mugs too as the chatter starts instantly as the feast begins. The Skipper chuckles faintly at their enthusiasm and lets them fill their plates while he gets up, moving away from the group a bit to get a bit of the fish while the others are distracted by the rest of the food. He raises his drink briefly to Lacota with a small nod as a silent thanks for the food.
   
Vilfred sighs as of course his shrews will not let him go get his own plate, he shrugs as they mean well so he will let them help him as he grins "Thanks for the help yes, now get your own plates...go on"The other shrews do so. Lyra sits beside the Log-A-Log and as the other shrews get their food they too will sit close to the Log-A-Log.The Log-a-Log raises his mug and drinks his ale slowly as he looks around, looks like a good feast this season.   

Taking a long swig from his mug, John gets up to fill his own plate and does his best to sample everything. Once sitting back down, he tucks in- in between eating he tries to strike up conversation with whoever's nearby. "So, 'bout that season name. 'Tis early snow, wouldn' th'winter be named f'somethin' that happened in autumn, eh?" He chuckles, taking another bite.   

Benar smiles as he gets himself a plate of food and some ale and then goes to sit back down in his chair.He smiles as he watches the others enjoy the feast.   

Matilda gets some food and drink and sits down, talking at times and other times just  quietly enjoying the evening.

Krisha shrugs "This winter so far has been one of the most cold and the snow was rather early."She takes a bite of fish" Also we didn't have an Autumn one like we normally do"   

Lacota oversees the serving of the food, before he finally makes his way to a chair, coincidentally nearby John's spot. "I see you came this time..."   

Xander slips in as quiet as he can and frowns, great he was late but its fine he decides as he did take an unexpected nap.He finds a place to sit down after he gets himself a bit of cake, some pasties, some fish, even a little vegetable mix of some sort and of course October Ale.
   
Gorvenalus smiles as he speaks to Benar "It looks like Camp Willow and the Gousim both were able to come, I am glad of that, I believe...yes we even have some from Ferravale that's come"   

Cota looks around "There is a lot of beasts here"He frowns a little as he frowns "Wish dad could of come, he's in Halyard"   

Gaheris recognises Vilfred pretty easily from the pike trouble they took care of together and after he's secured some fish before it's all gone the Skipper heads for the Log-a-log "I see y'keepin' in trouble, mate" he nods at the shrews' broken leg.   

One beast who wasn't sure if he would come, is Nardo..Master Healer of Ferrvale..but he is here and slips in, gets a little fish and some salad and sits near the Ferravale beasts.

Benar nods as he smiles "I see and I am glad they are here, it's good to have our friends and allies here with us to also enjoy the feast."   

Vilfred looks up and chuckles "Skipper it is being you....oh yeah, de leg is broken...seems I fell threw a floor , not here elsewhere but I am ok, we shrews are going to stay here at the abbey till Spring, then back to our camp we will go" The other shrew nod in agreement at the going back to camp.   

"Aye, seems I have, Lacota, haven't I?" John replies, setting his mug down. "An' you're probably right there, Badgermother. But I'm no' so used to these things." The squirrel goes back to eating, but does wave again to Xander in greeting. "Hullo there!"   

Krisha quietly eats her food and finally speaks to Xader "So..why are you late?"She is for now calm, but one never knows her mood could change   

Lacota digs into his serving of fish. Sizzled to perfection, indeed. "Mmm, well, I'm glad to see you here..." He waves Cota over. "Lad, come over here..."   

Gorvenalus quitly eats his meal, he smiles as some squirrels come in to juggle some apples and plates, he glaces around to see who is all here."A good deal has happen the last few seasons, lucky nothing too major the last couple seasons."   

Cota sips a little juice and when Lacota calls him over he stands to go over towards him "Y..Yes sir?" He tries to remember if he has done anything to be in trouble, he hasn't..PJ had but it seems PJ is not at the feast today. Nardo just keeps to himself mostly, he does speak to a couple healers when they go to talk to him.
   
Gaheris stops by the shrews to stand there and eat as he talks "Y'must 'eavier than y'look!" he jokes to the Log-a-log "Y'picked a good place t'spend the cold times. Good place t'ave a broken leg too. They reckon it'll take long t'fix? I can't imagine 'avin' t'stop and take it easy while waitin' fer it t'heal"   

Vilfred nods "It is being good place yes and ..few weeks but being here is..good to let it heal, and thinking floor was old, was an old mill"He doesn't go into details right now, in fact he rather just not speak too much of it right now,it can wait"I not being doing much"He chuckles as he points to his fellow shrews "They will not be letting me do much"   

Benar gets up to go check on Krisha and Xander" I hope you two are doing well and it is ok to be a little late to a feast, you both are here with friends and that is what matters"   

Finishing his drink, John nods. "As am I..." Without further words, he starts eating in earnest, enjoying his meal and watches the interaction between the Friar and Cota quietly.   

Xander nods, he replies to Krisha "Sorry...just overslept" And he did "I was helping to move some tables and chairs in, and then layed down and sort of..fell asleep"He smiles a little now "I am glad to be here Abbot" He waves to John now "Hey..."   

Krisha nods "I am doing good and feeling better since last couple weeks" She sighs at Xander but smiles "Your forgiven dear, just next time try to not be late...ok"   

Lacota gestures Cota closer. "John, I don't recall... Have you met my grandson or not?"   

Gorvenalus chuckles at the badgers, he gets a little more ale for himself before sitting back down.   

Cota looks unsure but does get closer and nods "Hello sir..I am Cota...my mother was Cynthia and my father is Brother Caleb"   

Gaheris chuckles and glances at the other shrews "Aye, there's y'downside t'bein' liked as a leader. Y'think yer in charge but then they go overrulin' y'fer yer own good. Y'only got as much power as they let y'ave" he glances around at the crowds of beasts and the jugglers "Y'been t'one of their feasts before?"   

Benar nods "Well...I am glad your feeling better Mother Krisha."He nods to the two badgers and goes to check on the Skipper, greeting him with a smile "I am also glad to see you and your otters today Skipper, How are things at Camp Willow?"   

Vilfred nods to the Skipper, he will chat with him some more as the night goes on, and likely chat with the abbot as well.He will stay late and then him and his shrews will head to bed for the night.   

"No' formally, no." John laughs, dipping his head to Cota. "I know your name, lad, but it's good t'finally meet you myself, it is." He smiles, offering a paw. "I'm more familiar with your grandparents, but your parents were always good t'me, they were."
   
Xander watches at the abbot goes on to speak to the otters and shrews and leans back in his chair"Think this feast is for sure making up for the fact we didn't have one in Autumn"He chuckles "Maybe it should be Winter of the Deep Snow instead, surely been a lot of snow and cold"   

Lacota smiles faintly. "Aye, well, I never pictured myself as the family type, but, well... I wouldn't trade it for the world."
   
Krisha smiles "Me as well"She drinks her tea and smiles at Xander "Xander can you be a dear and get me some fish, but add hot root to it and maybe some honey..oh and more strawberry mint tea be nice as well"   

Gorvenalus is already here, seated at the main table and has his log book ready to record anything thats needed to know.He smiles at a couple guests as they enter and gives a nod to the Badger Mother.   

Gorvenalus smiles "Winter of the deep snow....maybe but that's up to Benar on a title change, not me"   

Cota smiles a little "Yes my grand ma is Dorarose...she is here with Nana Angela.."He frowns "Grandfather......is.."He frowns his Grandfather was none other than former Master Healer Brother Leon.   

Nardo blinks and snorts "Too much snow indeed I say and probably more before its over.."   

Gaheris glances to the abbot as the squirrel appears and he nods a greetin' "'ey abbot. Y'got a good spread out as always. Ah, the camp's fine. Blissfully quiet winter, we're all set up n'comfy inside back 'ome. Some folks really fancied a feast though, enough t'come through the snow"   

Benar looks over at the beasts discussing titles and chuckles a little " Winter of the Deep Snow, hmmms I like it and it does fit better, so be it.."He can change the title, he is the abbot. He nods to the Skipper "You and your otters are always welcome Skipper and I have been glad for the quiet winter, cold yes but it has seemed trouble free other than some extra snow and cold."He nods to the shrews "And glad to have you here as well my friends and glad our champion was able to find your Log-A-Log and make sure he was here for the feast"   

Krisha smiles, she likes the season name"I like Winter of the Deep Snow more too, good reason to be inside and be with friends and family"Though the dibbuns do get a little restless inside, she has let them have some periods of watched time outside like the open ground and then its back inside after a little winter fun.   

Xander frowns, he gets up and gets what Krisha wanted and sits it down in front of her, he got himself some veggie soup.   

Gorvenalus smiles, he fixes the name and chuckles. .He drinks a little ale and gets some cake.The feast seems to be going well as beasts chat and eat.   

Halfway through the feast, DoraRose slips away, along with all the guards in here.  After changing their clothes into something a bit more reasonable for fighting, they relieve the guards who are still on duty so they, too, can join the fun.  LilyMoore helps get the Dibbuns to bed, then returns to hang out with her family and friends.  Everyone else stays here until the feast is all over, at which point they go to bed.

John stops eating for a moment, looking Cota over. "Aye, I know 'em. Honestly rather strange t'think o' her an' Leon as grandparents, yet here we are. Well, here /you/ are, eh?" With a chuckle he gestures with his mug over to the Frair. "But that ol' busybody's always seemed t'be some beast's grandpa, even when I were young!" He winks to let Locata know he's joking - for the most part.   

Gaheris chuckles "If all y'ave t'worry about is the weather in winter y'avin' a good season!" he's suddenly distracted as a beast carries a big pie past "Ooh, y'will 'ave t'excuse me!" he says before he wanders off in pursuit of the pie.   

Benar smiles as he nods "A quiet season is always welcomed indeed"   

Gorvenalus writes a couple other things down in the logs, one being of course the season name.He closes the book a final time for the night and shall remember other things to add later when he does a more informational entry.   

Various novices are starting to clear away used dishes. Lacota, meanwhile, harrumps a little, but he's not perturbed. "I swear, I'm not that old," he says.   

Xander is mainly quiet and glaces over at Lacota as he sips some ale.   

Cota says, "I think there is older beasts...yeah..right?""   

Benar smiles as he goes to speak to Lacota "I believe this feast went very well Friar Lacota, very well indeed and we have many guests..even some surprise ones"

Benar smiles as he goes to speak to Lacota "I believe this feast went very well Friar Lacota, very well indeed and we have many guests..even some surprise ones"   

Nodding, John starts to stand. "Well, o'course there are, Cota! Just don' know any off h'top o'm'head." He snorts, but soon sobers up. "Well, Locata, Xander, Cota, an' good father Abbot, I'm thinking I might head ou' fo' th'night. Were a very good feast, frier, it were. An' you're no' that old, yet."

Lacota nods at Benar. "Why thank you. I couldn't have done it without Skipper and his otters. That fish was truly spectacular." He turns, and pats Cota on the shoulder. "Aye, you're very right. Why, Brother Gorvenalus, for one, is far older than myself..."

Gorvenalus over hears the Friar and chuckles, but he doesn't say anything on it, he is fairly old but in  very good shape for his age.

Krisha has ended up falling sleep, Sister Anna taps Xander and points to her, a smile as she and Sister Ginny can tend to the dibbun, and a couple of them are asleep too looks like.

Xander smiles, he glaces at Krisha and notices her asleep, he will take the time to make sure she gets to bed before coming back down the steps and goes on over to where Lacota is and nods a hello, "Hey Friar"He says quietly.

Benar smiles and goes to mingle with other beasts, a hello here and another hello there before sitting down again with another small plate of food.

Cota smiles, he decides to sit down by Lacota for now, he smiles though "Did you here my dad  has his own Cafe in Halyard or  least will soon."

Lacota nods toward Xander. "How much did Krisha have to bribe you for to get you to attend, hmm?" He pours himself a cup of raspberry fizz, then looks over at Cota. "I had not heard," he replies, "But it doesn't surprise me. He always did have a knack for cooking..."

Gorvenalus yawns a little but stays at the feast still, he even gets up to chat with some of the beasts still in the Great Hall.

Xander smiles "Well...not..that much and gonna be at the abbey more often...need to be"He smiles "She is...gonna have a dibbun, not till like Autumn if all goes well...so me and her will be parents...again"

Cota smiles and nods "And I am gonna stay here and either be a novice...or maybe a warrior even one day, not sure which yet"

Nardo gets some pie and fish and heads up to a more quiet place, he  has decided to do a little more  coping of notes for the book he is helping Angela with, then he can go to sleep.

Lacota nods at Cota. "Good lad. You've got plenty of seasons to decide..."

Gorvenalus smiles "Either is fine just think long and hard on your choice as its  a lifelong choice to make young one"

Xander frowns "A warrior is not always the best..choice."

Cota looks between them "But warriors protect beasts in need and help others, and they are never afraid of anything at all"
"Never afraid?" Lacota asks, "Do you think Martin or Matthias or Mattimeo were never afraid? Being afraid, and admitting that you are afraid, are signs of courage."

Xander listens as the two speak, he quietly speaks "I..been afraid of things, and not always beasts either."

Cota frowns he always pictured warriors as just brave and not afraid of anyone "But...why say your afraid for?"

Xander will let Lacota speak to the young mouse as he  needs to get some rest and check on Krisha so he quietly heads on up the steps as things seem to be drawing to a close...for the most part,  with the feast.

Gorvenalus quietly sits down after speaking to some beasts, he even helped  clean up a little and now he writes in the log book, and sips a little tea as he does so,

Lacota thinks. "Ah, well... It's because being afraid of some things is normal. Anybeast who claims they've never been scared is most likely lying."
   
Cota watches as Xander heads off and back to Lacota "Like the..dark or being lost? I was afraid of this lizard one time..he was scary looking"
   
Gorvenalus stands up and smiles "I am gonna head off to bed, see you two tomorrow...goodnight"

Lacota nods his head. "Something like that," he says. "It's perfectly normal." The room is quieting down as beasts filter out, and novices begin the clean-up.   

Cota nods "But...so warriors can be afraid too?"
   
Lacota mhmms. "Yes. And it takes honest maturity for them to admit it, too."

Cota nods slowly "I..could just be a novice too, maybe learn to be a healer as they are important as well"   

Lacota mmms, moving to stand and help the other novices clean up. "That's a good option, too, but I won't influence you. That's your choice to make, Lad."   

Cota smiles and then , if he can, he goes to hug Lacota "I am glad your still around Grandfather."   

Lacota hugs the younger mouse. "Me too. I don't want to go anywhere, and I'm not going to anytime soon..."

==So I got on as Matilda and she has taken a small trip outside the abbey==

WHO:

Maltilda-Champion of Redwall

Texo-  Architect of Ferravale

Rupert- Recorder of Ferravale

-a group of 3   Guosim  shrews -spoofed by Vilfred

LOG:

Matilda keep the sword of martin with her as she walked through the village “I thought we were going to the Mill, this looks like the housing area Texo, where are we going I would like to do this search and rescue as soon as possible.”

Texo frowns “And the mill collapsed, it covered the hole or least most of it and looking threw  burnt wood, stone and such took take ages, I mean this could as well but ...and Rupert is our Recorder, our Historian “ He comes to the door and knocks, then waits.”

There is also 3 shews with them, for now quietly seeing what is going to happen.

“What!” And the door opens to show a rabbit with glasses, he looks at Texo, the Champion and the shrews and right away sighs “Enter my dwelling as this must be of significant importance to you since you have the Champion of Redwall with you” He offers a place to sit and has tea in a pot, he gets some mugs, seems he is use to company once in a while, pouring tea he speaks “So..what is it you require of me?”

Matilda enters the home, and looks around “Your Recorder of Ferravale Rupert?” She remembers seeing the rabbit in the abbey a couple times.”

Texo enters” Well most know of the fire at the mill, there is more and yes Blisa was told before we came here. Log-A-Log and Nardo fell through the floor into a cavern under the mill, but  like an hour after that the mil caught fire and..I don’t know, but  there may be someone who set the fire, I mean a fire couldn't have just suddenly started that easily and when I was on the way to find help...this dark brownish red furred weasel said just let them die cause  he hated woodlanders and nardo seemed a friend of the woodlander..and then he walked off and I didn't think on on much till later..cause..well..there are others that dislike woodlanders but of those they wouldn't harm them..well inside the village, I mean...maybe ..one or two could possibly harm one”

Rupert rolls his eyes “Do breath Texo and so we have beasts in a Subterranean environment. And your needing maps I suppose” He sighs but walks over to section of his library with old scrolls and maps, a couple look stained, one slightly ripped that he is extra careful handling as he sets it down.” There are very fragile, so no touching!” He lays a couple out so they can look at them , there is indeed tunnels under one part of the village and slightly beyond, and like 3-4 mines and a couple caverns and caves.

Matilda looks over the maps as she sips a small bit of tea, “How old..are these Rupert?”

Texo eyes widen as he looks over the maps and scrolls “Interesting and explains how when the old tavern exploded..Marek was able to survive somewhat, there was a sort of tunnel under the tavern..”He frowns “But..we..is there a map of the village to compare to this?”

The 3 shrews also look at the map as one speaks “We need to find Log-A-Log “
“I think the hare  is helping”

“I think he be a rabbit”

Rupurt looks at the shrews, an eye twitches ever so slightly, he stays as calm as can be “I am a rabbit, do commemorate that knowledge”

Matilda raises an eyebrow at the rabbit and clears her throat “Map of the village Rupurt, old map even and one of these we could maybe take with us?”

Texo watches the shrews and frowns, “They argue a lot don’t they” He says to the Champion, “How do they like...get things done? Or does Log-A-Log better..umm..help with that?”

The shrews all look at Texo, one snorts “And if we take too long we may not even have a Log-A-Log fer anything ya...annoying beast.”

Rupert just looks at the shrews “They like to debate a great deal but are Zealous warriors when needed” A glance to the champion as he wordlessly walks over to a shelf, scans the scrolls and maps and pulls one out  and lays it before them “This is where the mill...well what's left of it is, this is the caverns and Subterranean of the tunnels, as you can see a cavern...tunnels, but some likely caved in now but a lot..solid enough as likely old supports naturally there as they form..underground on there own or maybe build by moles and such seasons before the village ws, well as it is today or maybe some other creature built them maybe, sometimes old currents of water make tunnels underground and then become long gone,leaving...solid..semi safe but wouldn't trust them..tunnels”

Matilda looks over the maps “Ok this is the mill location and on this map the cavern..oh I see where some underground river may of been long time ago, maybe that's the tunnels now.”

Texo nods “Some collapsed during the time Quade was around, think another collapsed during that siege of Ormaz and just..well..time?”He shrugs as he doesn't totally understand it “Maybe moles or other beasts made support beams as there is some in the old mines, one mine did collapse...no clue of this one south of the village gates and..one sort of  west a little of that one but if you look the tunnels lead to…”He traces ait and smiles “This one!”He grins.

“Then we go to that mine, we go now” Says one of the shrews

“And how..they have de map genius ..”

Rupert just face palms and shakes his head “Here..”He hands over a couple maps “Be very GENTLE with these or else!” He then scoots them outside, all of them and slams the door shut, seems he wants peace and quiet the rest of the day.

Matilda blinks and looks at the maps “Ok then, he is grumpy, let’s get to that mine”

Texo agrees and leads the way “It's like 1⁄2 mile or so south of the gates, a..little warning its an old path so expect weeds...though not so much in winter but there is thorn bushes and even dead thorn bushes still have sharp thorns on them and it's not like we had a reason to..well...keep it clear, and the path could be covered, hard to find so..well I am sure we can find the old mine, can’t be that hard” He then adds “Hopefully”

The shrews  huddle for a moment and then unhuddle and follow the two beasts “I say we try our best, how hard is it to go south and west a little ways?”

Matilda just frowns”A mine is not always some side of the hill, so could be harder than we think, you do know what your doing correct Texo?”

“Of course I do, but it's not like I explore much on..weedy paths that just look...like some path that leads to a place you rather not go, like your find..something you rather not sort of thing, ya know...wait till late spring and early summer that place will look  a lot more nightmare like..it's already nightmare like in wintertime”

“Lets just go already, Log-a-Log needs us” A shrew mentions

Matilda nods “True, and the sooner we find him and Nardo the sooner we can get back to the abbey”

==AND HELP IS ON THE WAY, WILL THEY SUCCEED...OR FAIL?!..STAY TUNED!!==