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WHO:

Ciocan- Badger Lord

Zolomon- Corporal, Runner and Archer of Long Patrol

Dominik- Private and Fighter in Long Patrol

Felicity-Sargent and Runner in the Long Patrol

Terrance- Sargent and Fighter in the Long Patrol

Varus- Major and Fighter in the Long Patrol

couple other Long Patrol Hare spoofs

LOG:

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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Dominik is over in the corner on his cot, the large hare having sequestered himself away from anyone and everyone who happened to enter the infirmary. And since word had spread about the incident and who exactly it was that was currently in the infirmary, most if not everyone had stayed away...save for the healers who would occasionally check on him and redress his wounded paw. The paw had begun to heal, though it still tended to ache quite a bit, and Dom still was taking some of the medicine he'd been given to ward off any pain. He had smacked the wall hard enough to break a piece of it off, and that was a pretty sturdy wall down there...he'd done quite a number on his paw. At the moment, Dom is slumbering lightly, his knees drawn up against his chest, his cheek resting on his knees and his face facing away from the door so only the back of his head and his ears are scene. It's an unusual way to sleep, but...well...it -is- Dom, after all. Not expecting any visitors, Dom usually spent most of his time in here sleeping.

Well, the white hare is getting a visitor! Felicity peeks in, clutching a sheaf of papers to her chest. "Dom?" She walks in and closes the door behind her. "Dom, love? I'm comin' t'check on ye. Sorry I couldn't visit y'earliah. Bein' a Sergeant is more work than I evah thought." She sets her papers on a cot, then walks over to her friend and stands at the end of his bed. "'Ow's y'paw?"

Ciocan is outside in the main part of the infirm, he waits to go in and gets a report from the healers. He has meant to check on Dominik but then got busy and had to deal with a couple issues before being able to come and check on the hare, after a brief chat with the healer on duty he goes to open the door to the recovery room.

It takes a few moments before the massive white hare stirs, a little, his large ears giving a twitch or two, his head shifting and turning ever so slightly so that a blue eye peers between his arms at the visitor. As per usual, he was a light sleeper by necessity; it was something he'd learned while growing up and it had always stuck with him to this day. He was aware of any noise and any presence, and for the most part it served him well. Noticing who exactly his visitor is, Dom stares at her quietly with that eye, more than likely aware that she had been told everything that had happened, and it caused him to feel more ashamed, since he knew she was likely disappointed in him. His shoulders slowly rise and fall in a sigh, and finally, his voice can be heard, softly. "...hello, Lissie." Ears perk again as he hears the door being opened...he cannot help but wonder what the occasion was; two visitors at the same time on the same day?Dominik also notably seemed to not respond to the question about his paw.

Felicity smiles. "Aye, love, 'tis me. I 'eard 'bout whot 'appened, an' I came t'make sure y'okay. D'y'need t'talk 'bout it?" If she's disappointed (which she isn't, really -- she's more worried than anything), she doesn't show it. Concern and empathy are all she allows to show on her face, in her body language, in her tone of voice. She also looks tired, even though she's trying to hide that, too. She's been studying about toads, craziness, and mental things late into the night. To the point that, except when she was on duty and working with the hares under her, she hasn't really been seen.

Ciocan stays by the door as he opens it and then slowly closes it as he steps more inside the room. He quietly looks over at the hares, he then speaks quietly "How is he doing Sergeant?"

Dominik's eye disappears once again as he tucks his head behind his arms once more, and he remains that way for a few minutes, falling silent as he ruminates over Felicity's words. If there was anyone in the mountain who likely would be safe from any of his episodes, it'd be the Sergeant...for whatever reason, the large buck felt calmer around her than the others. Which is good for her at least, anyhow. His voice is heard behind his arms, a bit muffled though still able to be understood. "Not sure...vat can talk about, Lissie. Dom make mistake, little vun pay for it. Not allowed to see, anymore. Almost kill Zol, -again-." That one seemed to be a recurring theme. "Almost hurt Greg. Almost vish...didn't come back, stay in swamps. Can't hurt others, in swamps..." Ciocan's voice reaches his ears, though he lets Felicity answer that question for him.

Felicity gives the badger a look that carries all the worry she's trying so hard to hide. "Um, 'e's makin' progress, Sah. 'E 'ad a relapse -- I wrote out whot I was told an' put it on y'desk, dunno if y'saw it yet -- but I'm sure 'twill get bettah." She has her own doubts, which her worry-filled glance to the Badger Lord may have communicated, but she quickly hides it all again under her mask of concern. She gently sits beside the big buck and goes to rest a paw on his arm. "'Ey, 'ey....I know. I'm sorry." Tears start to well up in her eyes, revealing just /how/ tired she really is. She's getting less and less able to hide her emotions the past few days of studying. "I can see why y'd be wishin' y' 'adn't come back. But y'were 'urtin' us, in a way. I can speak f'r m'self when I say that I was very, very worried 'bout ya, love. I'd rathah y'be 'ere than in th'swamps. This way, y' 'ave a chance t'get bettah."

Ciocan stays by the door for a few moments while he listens to the Felicity speak and steps closer as he studies Dominik, he then clears his throat "Well...Private Dominik is staying here, at the mountain and not going anywhere else. We ALL help him to get better, everyone that can as the patrol is one large family, we help one another and are thar for one another."

Dominik flinches just slightly as Felicity rests her paw on his arm, not expecting the contact...but after that initial bit of surprise, he doesn't do anything to shrug her off or push her away. He listens to her speaking with Ciocan, his face still hidden by his arms, and eventually he lifts his head from his knees and peers down at the doe sitting beside him. His blue eyes are damp and a little reddened, though no visible tears fall as of yet. "Lissie no need for sorry. No need...for apology. Is Dom one who should apologizing. Should not...have gone after to..." He pauses, catching himself before that word is uttered. "...enemy...." he replies, instead. "If Dom had not done this, vould not be here. Lissie...would not be upset. Leetle Grace, not upset, not afraid of Dom." The mention of this causes a tear to streak down his cheek, his muzzle creasing in a frown. It seems pretty obvious what the main thing is that really hurt him about the whole situation...seeing Grace terrified of him, screaming and crying over something he was doing. As Ciocan speaks, Dom shifts his gaze in his direction, watching the badger quietly as he listens. "Vhy, sir? ...vhy vant to help? Dom here is causing dangers...to everyvun. To leverets, to you. To everyvun."

Felicity lets a tear fall, and she pulls a handkerchief out of her pocket. Very gently and a bit slower than she normally would, she goes to try and dab Dom's tear away. "Dom, love, 'tisn't y'fault, an' even if 'tis, we can't change th'past. Nor can we worry 'bout th'futah. There is only now, an' we can all choose to change our destinies." She may or may not be also talking to herself a bit, there. "We can fix this, Dom." She tries to get him to meet her gaze, blue eyes to blue eyes. "I would rathah be 'ere, tryin' t' 'elp you, than out alone on the beach, doin' m'stupid solitary Patrols like I used to." She glances at the badger and smirks. "No offense, Dom, love, but I'm pretty sure y'can't really put 'is Lordship in dangah. Y'may be th'biggest buck in th'Mountain, but 'e's still biggah."

Ciocan is bigger, like 8.5 foot tall but that isn't his concern as he speaks softly "Because..we are family, I care for ALL of my hares. I worry for ALL my hares...and you do belong here not anyway else and for sure..not there"He has decided to not mention the swamps right now."Friends help, talking helps and sometimes things take time and understanding"

Dominik allows Felicity to dab away that tear that had fallen, the large buck listening as she speaks, his eyes meeting hers. He seems to ruminate over her words, those eyes showing that he is most certainly thinking them over and rolling them about within his head. His shoulders heaving in a sigh, he gives a dry chuckle. "...solitary patrols, no fun. Vould rather be anyvhere than alone on beach, looking for searats that vil never show up. But...Dom appreciates thought. Is thanking you, for words, Lissie. Mean a lot." His eyes shift over to the badger, watching him as he speaks again. The buck is not quite used to that type of acceptance, especially from the leader of the entire mountain, and so he isn't quite sure what to say. He looks from Felicity, back to Ciocan, then back to Felicity again. "...not think I could beat Lord Ciocan...?" he responds, perhaps in more of a joking tone, with a hint of disappointment sprinkled in.

Felicity smiles warmly as another tear trickles down her cheek. "I nevah lie," she reminds him as she gives his arm a squeeze. "An' aye, I'd rathah not be alone lookin' f'r vermin, eithah." At the big buck's question, she bursts out laughing. "I'm pretty sure y'can't love," she manages to inform him after a moment, wiping more tears from her cheeks. She hasn't laughed like that in a long time, so Dom had better be happy about it.

Ciocan chuckles a little himself but dosnt say more on the who can and can not beat him in some fight." As I said...you are family...we are family..and we will see to it you get better."He smiles, he himself has been a bit down the past week, maybe even avoiding a lot of beast as he stayed in his room or maybe the Forge,even kindly asking someone to leave the forge at least once and quietly working on things before going to his room but he can't stay in his room or the forge all the time, he needs to be there for his hares.

Dominik reaches up a paw to try and catch the tear that trickles down Felicity's cheek, trying to return the favor in his typical Dom awkwardness. "But...looking for vermin not -bad- thing..." he reasons. "Alvays good to...keep eye on shore, make sure...no one get dumb idea to invade mountain vhile...still short-pawed." The large hare glances down at his bandaged paw, flexing it back and forth as much as he is able despite the bandages. He still winces a little, before settling his paw off to the side, fixing his eyes back on the doe. "...but...how does you know?" he asks. "Have not...ever tried." He looks over to Ciocan, a small smile curling on his muzzle at his words. "Family...still fight, yes? Mebbe ven Dom is able...can have sparrings vith Lord Ciocan?" Way to go, Lissie, you just planted a very bad idea in his head.

Felicity lets him catch her tear. "Lookin' f'r vermin isn't a bad thing, no. But doin' it alone? Eh, that's where it starts t'not necessarily be th'best idear in th'world." She goes to (veeerrry gently) hold his broken paw, worried about him damaging it further by flexing it. Her eyes widen slightly. "Whot? No...I mean..." Oh, yeah, there's no way she can talk a path out of this. She looks at the Badger Lord for help.

Ciocan seems to listen as he looks at Dominik now, another chuckle "Sparing match?" He seems...maybe interested? Its hard to tell right now.He offers a smile.

Dominik thinks Felicity's words over, for a few moments. "...vould say Dom vould be able to handle vermin alone, but..." he frowns, ears folding back against his head. "Ven thinking this last time, did not end very well. Is thinking...Dom must change tactics, change how vil do things, in future. Sometimes, things cannot be done by vun's self. Is...thinking Dom beginning to realize this." The buck smirks. "Took many beatings and other things to realize. Mebbe in long run...is best." He allows Felicity to take his bandaged paw, the buck's eyes shifting over towards her. It does ache a little, but doesn't really seem to mind. As Ciocan repeats that particular phrase Dom had brought up, the hare genuinely smiles for the first time in the last few days. "Yes! Spar. How can Dom know if best, if not spar vith best?" He raises his eyebrows, looking to Lissie. "Is thanking for idea, Lissie. You come and vatch. You see."

Felicity can't even! The badger seems to like the idea! She looks to the ceiling, since the Lord of Salamandastron is obviously not going to help her. "Well, y'can't spah until y'bettah, an' we'll only know y'bettah when we /both/ agree y'are, wot!" Hopefully that'll keep him from challenging Ciocan for a while. She tries to now shift the conversation back away from this crazy idea. "May'ap we c'n do patrols t'gethah then, too, along wi' th'othahs from our patrol. I mean, I'm a Sergeant, an' y'a Private in m'division. I'm sure we could do small patrols someday." That would solve the whole 'alone' problem, at any rate.

Ciocan speaks now again "No one does a patrol alone, no..always have a t least one other hare with you, also no long trips for a long while." Is he thinking of the idea of a sparing match though? Very possible, "And of course Private Dominik needs to get better."

Dominik's memory seems to be jogged by something...perhaps it is Felicity herself, or perhaps it is something she'd said, but...nevertheless, the buck does happen to change the subject from someday fighting the Badger Lord to something a little less...life-threatening. "Lissie..." he begins, quietly, glancing down at his bandaged paw, which is held within the doe's. His gaze lifts again to hers..."...vould mind if...Dom could see leetle Julia, soon? Vould be in here, not catacomb. Is sure she heard vat happen. Probably from leetle Grace," he sighs, ears giving a twitch. "Vant to show...is not going to hurt leetle vuns. Mebbe if do this, leetle Jools could tell leetle Grace that...Dom not so scary?" He gives Felicity a hopeful smile. "Zol gave Dom idea. Is going to make somethink...for leetle Grace. To make up to her, for scaring and throwing rock at Greg." The large buck glances over towards Ciocan and nods, "Vil try, sir. And yes, vil do future patrols vith someone else. Vil be happy if it is Lissie." He nods, eyes shifting back to her.

Felicity thinks for a pair of heartbeats, then nods. "Aye, I think so. I know y'wouldn't intentionally 'urt th'leverets or anythin'." She smiles, still holding his broken paw. "Zolomon sometimes 'as some /really/ good idears, actually. I think y'totally should make Grace somethin'. May'ap Julia could give y'a few idears from th'apology lettahs I made 'er make." She doesn't say anything to what either male says about patrolling, willing to wait to figure things out in that regard.

Ciocan nods "I need to get back to my room.Is thar anything else I need to know of?"

Dominik's expression lights up again for the second time as Felicity seems to agree to his idea about seeing Julia. "Oh good. Is thanking you, Lissie, vil promise leetle Jools vil be safe. Vil be safer here than anyvhere else in mountain, is promise." The buck lifts his uninjured paw and rests it over his heart, the other still held by Felicity as he gives her a nod in confirmation. "Dom alvays used to make things, might be surprise to know, since is usually breaking things instead..." The white buck blushes a little at this, which is made more evident due to his white fur. "But...can try to figure out vhat to make." The buck's spirits are seemingly higher now than they have been in awhile, and it shows in his eyes and on his expression. "No, sir. Is fine, now. But...is thinking..." A sly look comes across his face..."...Lord Ciocan, start to train. So vil be ready ven Dom is." Of course he had to get that in. Naturally.

Felicity rolls her eyes at the apparently irrepressible hare. "Oi...." she mutters something under her breath, then turns to the badger. "I don't 'ave anythin' else, Sah. I'll write up a report if I find anythin' I need t'report t'ya." She then turns to the buck. "Y'make stuff? Really? Thought y'were a demolition 'are," she jokes. "I c'n talk t'Greg an' find out whot Grace likes best t'give y'more idears along those lines. May'ap drag Greg in 'ere...." her sentence drifts off as she thinks.

Ciocan nods "Making something can be a nice idea..."He starts to leave and then turns when Dom addresses him and tilts his head, a chuckle starts and gets a little louder, sort of echos "Train?" He smiles at the hare."For now I need to get some rest..."He steps to the door and opens it, he doesn't leave yet as he adds "I do hope you think wisely on this whole..sparing match Private."He then smiles and heads to his room.

Dominik watches as Ciocan turns to leave, the buck giving him a light smirk as the badger makes his way out. He hears his words, his eyes narrowing in a thoughtful manner. At Cio's mention of getting rest, Dom nods his head. "Yes. Get rest. Vil need plenty of, make sure to be at best." Ah, silly Dom. He turns back to Felicity after he is gone, giving her a look. "Vil not know vhat is coming..." he remarks, lifting both his paws and making light swinging motions in the air. Realizing that was likely a foolish idea as his bandaged paw is jostled, the buck gives Felicity a sheepish look. "Er...is sorry..." he chuckles, injured paw coming back down to settle in the doe's again. As she mentions not knowing his past history with building, he smiles. "Yes! Vas a ship-builder before Dom come to mountain. Built barrels, too. All vooden things. Can make tables, chairs, vhatever else." He pauses in thought, "Can maybe make leetle Grace a doll? Leetle Jools seems to carry hers around a lot, so...perhaps leetle Grace vil like one?" He can more than likely sew, as well. And if not, he'll learn quickly.

A sneeze comes from the general direction of the infirmary which heralds the arrival of Terrence, who has emerged from his room for the first time in weeks, having been laid low by a cold. Now at least /mostly/ recovered, the sergeant has decided to check in on Dom (and to be quite frank choosing to check on him only /after/ he heard Felicity's voice). The bespectacled buck pokes his head in, cautiously, and nods first to the big white hare than smiles to his fellow sergeant, as no matter what the rumors are as to Dom's state of mind he does not except anything but venom and hatred from 'Erg'. "Hello there, Felicity." After a brief pause, he adds, awkwardly looking at the ground, "And... Pvt. Dominik."

Felicity smiles. "Oh, really, Dom? I 'adn't known that. May'ap y'could someday soon make Julia a box t'keep 'er little soldiers in. She'd love that. She's keepin' 'em in a bag right now." She thinks for a moment, looking slightly confused. "Y'mean a wooden dollie?" She turns as the door opens again, and she smiles and waves, keeping one paw gently on Dom's broken one. "'Llo, thah, Terrence. Glad y'feelin' bettah, love." Because she calls /all/ her close friends 'love'. Duh.

Dominik's ears perk and his eyes go wide at Felicity's brilliant idea! Why didn't he think of that, before? Well, more than likely because he had no idea that Julia had anything that necessitated being kept in a box, but...that's besides the point. "Box! Yes!" He smiles wide. "Vil make box, for leetle Jools. If she vil like. To keep in...soldiers? Leetle soldiers?" Dom seems slightly confused by this concept, likely not realizing that she is referring to toys. As he hears Terrence entering the room, the buck's attention shifts in his direction, and he stares at him quietly, at first. Head tilts a little, the buck's injured paw resting on Felicity's, and after a few moments a smile creases his muzzle as he notices Terrence's reaction to speaking to him. "...hello, Terrence..." he responds, voice containing no malice at all. He turns back to Felicity. "No. Not vooden doll. Make of cloths. Dom...can try to sew."

"Ah." Terrence coughs, doing his best to hide his surprise (both at the fact Dom remembered his name and the fact were his and Felicity's paws are) - he lets the slip of any sort of acknowledgment of his rank be as well, as to be quite frank the sergeant is just glad Dom isn't about to murder him! He stands more fully in the room, staying by the doorway just in case. With another smile towards Felicity, he responds, "Yes, I am too. I've grown rathah tired of sneezing my brains out every half hou'h o'h so, wot."

"Harrump. Wot is goin' on in 'ere?" Somehow, the Major always appears when you'd least expect him to. "I came 'ere t' speak wi' Dome, *alone*. But it seems this is a bloomin' pahty..."

Felicity tries to stifle her dirisive snort. "Ye, Dom? Do y'even know 'ow t'sew? Mmf. S'pose I'll need t'teach y'so y'don't go, like, jabbin' y'eyes out or somthin'." She can't keep back the snort at what Terrence said. "I do 'ope y' 'ave brains left -- Oh, 'llo, Sah!" She stands and salutes to the Major as he appears. She has given him all the exact same reports she's given to Ciocan, so she's not actually hiding anything from anybody. "Lord Ciocan was 'ere earliah, an' 'e seemed t'think I'm doin' well wi' Dom, Sah." Okay, she's just assuming there, but she's pretty sure she remembers hearing that Varus wanted to ship Dom off, and she'd like to avoid that.

Dominik ponders Felicity's question, his good paw lifting to scratch at an ear as he thinks it over. "...no. Does not know this. But...Lissie does, yes?" He smiles down at her as she confirms this thought. "Is good, can learn to sew, then. So do not poke out eyes, vould not be good to do. Need eyes. To see." He hrms. "And, Dom can teach Lissie how to build. Vould be fair trades, yes?" He perks both his ears at the idea. Hearing Terrence's words, the large hare peers at him with a curious gaze. "...sneeze...brains out? This is thing...that Terrence can do?" His head tilts. "...must see this, sometime. Vould be strange, yes?" He looks to Varus, getting a little more serious at his appearance and mention about wanting to speak to him. "Hello, Major..." he replies, quietly, ears drooping, paw giving Felicity's a light squeeze before he winces as it was likely a little too hard.

"Sah!" Terrence snaps a salute, as he's technically still in uniform even if the tunic unbuttoned and hanging about his shoulders. The sergeant spares a glance at Dom, daring to give a little chuckle. "No, not something little ol' me is capable of, wot. Least I certainly /hope/ I'm not." He lets himself smile more broadly to Dom, even if he's a bit distracted.... "Just a figure of speech, that's all. Like the good majah's so-called party, eh, sah?" Turning to Varus, the bespectacled hare dips his head. "I just was checking on Dom myself, sah."

Varus harrumps again. "Mmm, well. Dominik. 'Ow are y' feelin'? No more bloody psychosis, I 'ope? I've been talkin' wi' Lord Ciocan about wot's t' be done wi' you..." He eyes the other hares. "Terrence... Yahr uniform is askew. This is a wahrnin'."

Felicity nods to the big buck. "Deal....so long as y'stay in Salamandastron, no mattah whot." She's eyeing her Major a little warily. "'Is Lordship actually told us that 'e's plannin' on keepin' Dom 'ere, an' lettin' me an' a few othahs 'elp 'im. Isn't that just great, Sah?" A Private comes in, bloody and bruised. "Sahs!" He salutes to Varus and Felicity, meaning he's in their division. "'Tis Recruit Whisowski agin." The Sergeant groans. "I'll take care o' 'im, Sah. 'E's th'/whorst/." She goes to rest a paw on Dom's shoulder. "I'll see ya latah, Dom. Remembah whot all I said, please," she whispers the last sentence. Walking out of the room, she smiles at Terrence. "I'll see y'latah, too." She salutes Varus, then exits with the battered Private, headed to deal with what is probably the most problematic Recruit in the entire Patrol...

Zolomon decides now to walk slowly into the infirm, his fur a bit messed up but hey he comes with a tray of food for Dominik and slows when he sees the gathering of beasts and sighs as he sits the food down "Dinner for..for Dom"He says quietly, and he has some spilled juice of some sort on his tunic, luckly not the jjuice in the mug.He does give a saulte to Varus and Terrance though, "Surs...."

Dominik watches as Felicity leaves the room with the battered recruit, the large hare smiling after her, head nodding slowly. "Vil remember..." he replies, but after she had already left the room. His eyes remain on the doorway for a few extra moments, before the buck's attention returns to those currently in the room. Eyes falling upon Varus, he gives him a slow nod. "Right now, am feeling ok. Paw is hurting a leetle, but...healer say should heal good, as long as don't use for fights. Or hitting more valls." His ears fold back as their discussion with Ciocan is mentioned, though the buck hmmms. "Lord Ciocan vas in here, before you came in, sir. Ve discussing sparring, in future." Dom grins. "Is thinking that is vat ve vill do vith Dom." He looks back to Terrence, "Oh. So is...figure of speech. Brain does not come out of ear, then, is guessing. That vould probably cause you die, is guessing." As Zolomon enters, Dom's brows raise...the infirmary is getting quite full, and the buck was used to his solitude...so he begins to shift a little, nervously. "...erm...."

Varus harrumps, eyeing Zolomon with disinterest. "Yes, well, Ciocan an' I spoke on th' mattah this mornin'. As you already know, you won't be drummed out. But I'm also not returnin' y' t' active duty for at least a month... Maybe longah, wot."

There's an ever so slight twitch to Terrence's eye when the major makes his warning, and the sergeant shrugs. "To be fai'h, sah, I am technically still on sick leave. And I've been working on what's needed for training, if you'd like a look sometime..." His smile returns when Felicity makes her farewells and exits - it falters when Zolomon comes in. Admittedly, Terrence had been rather soft with any orders on the subject, but he still felt that letting the corporal (and a recruit if the report was to be believed!) around Dom might not be for the best, no matter how well the white hare seems to be doing. But in the presence of the major he says nothing, opting to simply nod to Zolomon instead. He does notice how uncomfortable Dom is, though. "Yes Dom. I don't intend to die any time soon, wot.

Zolomon nods to Terrance as he frowns a little and sits down, he seems to be in a sort of depressed mood.Deliver food is basically what he was asked to do, so he did and now he sits down for now quietly.

Dominik's attention focuses back on Varus as he makes his decision known, and the large buck cannot help but frown in response. Still, he is well aware of why the decision was likely made, and his ears droop, but he nods. "Yes, sir. Is...understanding. Thank you...for letting Dom stay." He gives Terrence a nod at his words. "Good. Dying...is not good to do. Dom almost did, season ago. Vas...not fun, not best of times." He lifts a paw and rubs at the scar on his upper arm from that whole incident with the spooky foxes. "Vant to avoid, if can." Zolomon gets another look, and the buck is surprisingly stoic around him. "Thank you, Zolomon, for food." He smiles a little, as he leans back on his cot and settles there, trying to relax as best he can in all the sudden company.

Varus nods his head again. "I'm glad y' undahstand, wot. It's for yahr own good. I'd like y' t' work wi' trainin' recruits for th' time bein', until I decide yahr ready f'r active duty again..."

More than anything, the thank you to Zolomon gets a response out of Terrence, if only for a moment. His eyebrows shoot up and his mouth opens briefly, but the sergeant manages, "Indeed." Quickly collecting himself, he adds, "All of us want to avoid death! And training's supposed to help with that, in theory...." There's a moment's hesitation as his eyes fall on Zolomon- at least the corporal is a hare he's directly responsible for. He wonders over to stand nearby, whispering, "Zolomon? Is something the mattah? You seem down."

Zolomon looks up at Terrance and shrugs "I am.."He won't say fine , he looks at Dominik and half smiles "Your welcome Private Dominik..."He is glad to see Dom talking more, he then looks back to Terrance "Private..Zeldove went off and...can't fine her and..I'm worried sur."

Dominik had seemingly had quite a long day, and as Varus looks back over at Dom, the large hare has seemingly fallen asleep right there where he is sitting. He slowly slumps against the wall, paws falling to the sides as he slides down a little. He'd seemingly accomplished quite a lot in conversations that day, and was just completely wiped out.

"She /what?/" Terrence leaps to his feet, barely sparing a glance to the now sleeping Dom. "Do you have any idea were she went?" All hints of kindness to the sergeant's voice are gone, replaced with irritation as he heads for the door, throwing Varus a parting salute after fixing his jacket. "Zolomon, take this as an ordah and start bloody well looking fo'h her. I don't want anothah hare running off to Halyard o'h some othah thrice damned place." His mind is whirling, though he supposes that now that Dom's safe and sleeping here there isn't danger of her running into him in the caverns, but still - leaving the mountain at night in the winter is a dangerous thing, and he hopes to find her safely inside Salamandastron. Of course, it could just be a false alarm... but better safe than sorry.

Varus hrms, as Dominik passes out. That's a good time for Varus to depart, just after the angry Terrence...

Zolomon frowns as he stands,a sulute "Yes sur!" He statesand looks over at Dom and then the others leaves so he also leaves, he has a hare maid to find, that he hopes is inside the mountain or least close to the mountain!

oz · Logs

WHO:

Zolomon- Corporal, Runner and Archer in the Long Patrol

Dominik- Private and Fighter in the Long Patrol

Zeldove- Private,Fighter and Archer in the Long Patrol

Felcity- Sargent, Runner in the Long Patrol

LOG:

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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Dominik had spent the past couple of days holed up in the recovery room; it was the most time he'd spent outside of the catacombs since returning from the swamps, but he still kept himself sequestered away from everyone else, back in the corner. He sits on a cot by himself, his injured paw having been set and bandaged up upon first arriving. He'd been instructed to take certain medicines to keep the pain level down, and so he'd done so...and said medicines did not help with the large hare's depressed state. He'd done something terrible to someone he enjoyed being around, and so the thought of what he could do to make amends constantly revolves within his brain as he sits there slumped on his cot, his eyes fixed downwards and ears drooped.

Zolomon was chosen to bring food to anyone in the infirm, besides one hare sleeping off eating too much spicy food, he sees Dominik and slows upon entering the room.He has some soup,a roll, some apple slices and a drink of whatever is for lunch.He doesn't say anything right away and then steps slightly closer and clears his throat.

Dominik's ears twitch as he hears someone entering the infirmary and clearing their throat, and he lifts his eyes. They fall upon Zolomon, and the large hare frowns, his eyes narrowing as he stares at the other hare. His eyes shift towards the food he is holding, momentarily, before returning up to the other hare's face. He gives a soft grunt, as if asking what exactly he wants, before his eyes shift back down to his lap, where his injured paw currently rests. "...mmmrf."

Zolomon frowns and slowly moves and sits the food down on a table beside him "It's...lunch Dom, got ta eat ya know..so ya get better for friends"

Dominik's eyes fall on the food again as it is set down, and he stares at it quietly. He definitely hadn't eaten since early that morning, and so it was definitely something that was on his agenda. "Friends..." he mutters, quietly. "Hmmph. Is not sure Dom knows vat is. Or has, anymore..." He scoots himself back on his got, knees coming up to his chest, which he rests his cheek upon. "Is busy scaring most avay..."

Zolomon listens, he doesn't leave or back up, or really closer for now but he does speak "Well.....I still see ya as a friend. I am sure others do as well"

Dominik smirks as he lifts his head, eyes falling back on Zolomon. "Hmm. Out of anyvun, you shouldn't most of all. I am surprised nothink I've done has killed you, yet." The buck frowns, lifting his bandaged paw a little as he stares down at it. "Apologies for...throwing into vall. Did not mean...to push so hard..." he replies, quietly. "...is...complicated situations, sir."

Zolomon nods, "Forgiven...and all us hares are like one big family, thar for each other in good and bad times."He offers a smile, a smile usually cheers beasts up.

Dominik gives a heavy sigh, before he leans back against the wall. He is silent, for awhile, before he finally speaks again a few moments later. "...did not mean to scare leetle Grace. Now, leetle vun is afraid of Dom. Does not vant to come visit, anymore. Is understanding vhy, but...it still is not feeling goods." Dom frowns. "Is trying to think of vay to make it up to her. Am thinking all days. Cannot figure something out."

Zolomon hmmms softly "Well..make something?" He shrugs, "Tell her sorry.I don't have too much experience with kids really"

Dominik nods his head slowly as he thinks about the suggestion. "...might...be good idea. Dom...can make many things..." he smiles a little. "Vil be harder, vith broke paw, but...can try..."

Salamandastron: Level Two
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You are in a medium-sized circular 'room' from which several passages
branch off. Each passage fades off around a twisting corner, winding
around in the bowels of the mountain. One passage, however, hardly more
than a short, straight hall, ends abruptly with a large wooden door - the
forge room.
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Zolomon had been busy today, he got chosen to take a couple lunches to the infirm and soon found out why no one else seemed to want to go in, he sighs as he walks out of the infirm and sits on a bench in the main area, he also had a morning full of training recruits and privates in bow and arrow, as well as sling and runner drills, so he was tried and needed just a small little sit down break,

Zeldove notices the Corporal and walks over "Hallo sur..notice anything different"She smiles as she has a private uniform now, fighter rank and seems very happy about it.

Zolomon looks up and studies the haremaid and at first just shrugs, then smiles "Your a Private now."He stands and goes over to her "Congrats Zelly, well done"

Zeldove nods as she smiles wider "Thanks." She goes to hug him, if allowed, and steps back either way"I mean I knew I wouldn't stay a recruit too long already had some good fighter skills and archery skills for sure."She grins "I even know, have yet to show anyone, but I can use throwing daggers too fairly well and working on saber"

Zolomon smiles, he even returns the hug and goes to spin her around some as he chuckles, in a much better mood now "Well tis good to know other skills, even healing and maybe running...I mean don't have ta be the fastest runner after all"

Zeldove says, "I know that, I am not the best runner...but can track beasts a bit better than others can I found out, likely a skill from the Defenders.""

Zolomon nods "Not to worry your get better at some other skills, your see and your be awesome at it"

Zeldove chuckles again, "I am already awesome am I not?" She grins and sits down "Too bad the week of you being my servant is up...could always do a rematch though..winner is the losers servant fer 2 weeks"

Zolomon seems to think on it and shakes his head "Not right now..sides think learned me lesson not to make a bet I could possibly lose..or tie on"He smiles"Maybe in a couple seasons hmmmm?"

Zeldove grins "Well good..lesson learned then..so plans today?"

Zolomon shrugs as he lays down on the bench "Well...sort of free the rest of the day, even took lunch to a..hare in the infirm as seemed no one else wanted to, did some exercises and training and...paperwork all caught up so, yep rest of the day free....why?"

Zeldove replies, "Well..maybe go to Halyard, or the beach..the beach is close and be nice to just like relax on...no training or contest just relax"

Zolomon sits up "Hmms Halyard or the beach perhaps the beach, little picnic even as not had lunch"

Zeldove smiles "Well you need lunch so let's go to the beach we can be back by dinnertime, or after dinner maybe since it's a late lunch"

Felicity has been in a foul mood. Ever since she heard about Dominik's outburst in front of Grace and Gregorian, she's been doing research on craziness, mental issues, and toads in the Library and in everything she could find in the Infirmary's library. Every waking moment has been spent doing this when she didn't have other duties to attend to. She has forbidden the leverets from seeing their big friend, telling them that he's sick and can only have grown ups visit him. Since she has been spending so much time doing research, she hasn't really been seen outside of training duties. She now comes walking out of the Library, focused on the sheaf of papers in her paws, muttering quietly as she reads. She has no idea what her surroundings are besides what she needs to keep from running into things. So, yeah, she is unaware of the other hares out here.

Zolomon smiles "Picnic time it is!" He thens sees Felicity and waves "Hey Felicity..."

Zeldove grins, she stops as she sees the Sergeant and does a bit of a salute, she also has on her new Private uniform now, fighter rank.

To say that Felicity is surprised is a bit of an understatement. The Sergeant jumps as her paws jerk up, sending her papers scattering across the floor as she automatically grabs the hilt of her short sword. "OH MY GOO---oh my wohrd, y'scared me t'death!" She starts gathering up her papers from the floor. "I see y'got entahed int'th'Patrol, Zeldove. Congratulations." She tries to smile, but it's obvious her thoughts are elsewhere. Some of her papers flew a bit farther than the others, and she sighed when she notices that.

Zolomon frowns "Sorry Sarge...let me get those"He goes to get them as he gets the papers, "Not..seen you in few days, did ya know...umm..someone is in the infirm, I took him lunch and tried ta cheer him up some."He gets more papers and holds them out to her, hopefully they are not too much out of order.

Zeldove smiles, she watches Zolomon get the papers and waits off to the side, she then speaks "I'll...go get some things for lunch, be right back"And she slips off.

The papers have notes about everything Felicity has been researching, all written in her clear, small, neat handwriting. (Paw-writing? Whatever.) "Dom? Aye, I 'eard from Greg that 'e'd 'ad a fit an' 'urt 'imself an' stuff, but I thougth 'e would've gone back down t'th'catacombs by now."She keeps getting surprised every time he's not in the Catacombs. "Wait....oh, goodness, whot did y'do t'try an' cheer 'im up?" She takes her papers and just looks at him, obviously afraid of the worst.

Zolomon frowns "Not a cartwheel don't worry. I just..listened to him talk.He was..all sad looking and then mentioned he was sorry and didn't mean to scare anyone and that no one wants him around or was his friend...I just said maybe he could...tell who ever it was sorry and maybe make something, well somehow to like..cheer another up.I have never seen Dom like that before it was so..odd. I did offer him a smile and told him how the whole Long Patrol is like a large family, he did smile a tiny..tiny bit at least, I also think he has been crying before I went in thar..seemed I was the only one to take him lunch, no one else..wanted to take lunch to the infirm and then saw..well Dom"

Felicity visibly relaxes, then she curses. "I TOLD that blasted Private t'take 'im lunch!" Grumbling slightly, she starts shuffling her papers, putting them in the correct order again. "I'm glad y'did that, though, Zolomon. 'Tis whot 'e needs. If I didn't 'ave so many duties as Sergeant, I'd spend more time wi' 'im. Thank y'for listeinin' t' 'im an' tryin' t'make 'im feel welcome. I 'ope..." she doesn't finish that sentence. She doesn't add that she hopes he will get all the way better. She doesn't say that she's worried he won't.

Zolomon asks, "I am sure de healers will help Dom out best they can, right? I mean...I seen others be like...depressed and they cheered up and what about some of the hares affected by that big siege, I know a couple whom got better and are back in the patrol now"

Zeldove walks back in with a basket she sits aside and sits on a bench quietly to wait as she glances over at the other two hares in the room.

Felicity shakes her head, keeping her gaze on her papers. "'Tisn't like that wi' Dom....those toads..." she gets a distant look on her face, her eyes looking at her papers but not really seeing them as she continues to fiddle with them. "Th'toads broke 'im, some'ow....they broke 'is mind, Zolomon. They...." she sighs and hugs her papers close to her chest. "Zolomon, they 'urt me, too. I 'ave a vague idea o' just 'ow deeply they 'urt Dom. The 'Ealahs can only do so much, an' there are some beasts 'ere who think we should ship Dom off t'somewhere, like Redwall, so we don't 'ave t'deal wi' 'im anymore. But 'e'd /nevah/ get bettah thah. I'm sure o' it. 'E's not /sad/ or /depressed/. 'Is mind is /broken/. An' it takes evah so long t'fix a broken mind, if it evah gets bettah." A tear trickles down her cheek as she hints at her fear that her friend will never be himself again.

Zolomon frowns as his ears droop "Umm..well..Redwall be ..well tis far away and yeah beast he knows would better help him out.Its ok..Felicity..please don't..cry"He goes to hug her if she allows it, if not that's ok, he is still a friend, a friend that only wants to cheer her up"Just I did learn don't say the word..toad round him, so not doing that might help too..don't give up on him though, the dom we know is in thar..he is"

Zeldove watches and is a bit too far away to hear what they are speaking of as, well..she isn't rude to walk over and interrupt them.She checks the basket and smiles, a glance over at the two as she tilts her head, a small frown starts to form .

Felicity wipes her cheeks with a paw. "I...I just 'ope y'right, Zolomon. I just want m'friend back...I'm doin' all I can, but..." she lets him hug him, not knowing Zeldove had returned. But she can reassure the other haremaid later (hopefully). "But if nobeast can mention toads..." she gets that distant look again. "If we can't talk about whot's 'urt us, can we really get bettah?"

Zolomon hugs her "Just don't..it's ok just, it will help Dom."He even wipes away one of her tears and offers his smile, hey cheer up hare here to the rescue, "We can..check on him if ya like?"

Zeldove watches and frowns, She makes a sort of sniffing noise and walks out of the room quickly, picnic basket forgotten as she suddenly decides she needs to do some training now!

Felicity nods. "Aye....I should, actually. But whot were y'an'Zeldove gonna do?" She hears the sniffling and looks back in time to see the other haremaid leave. "Oh....oh, Zolomon....Zeldove might...oh deah." She goes to place a paw on his chest. "Y'go check on Zeldove, I'll go talk t'Dom. I'll see y'latah." She heads off, figuring it'll all be fine.

Zolomon slowly turns as he catches a small bit of Zeldove, he frowns.He looks to a chair and sees..”Oh no..”The basket as he rushes over, grabs the basket and rushes after the haremaid”Zelly!!”

oz · Ferravale

OK...after some chatting with Vilfred and even Marek for ideas...came up with this!!!!......In some older logs there is that old village ruins that was south of the gates and near those ruins was an old mine and beside that was where the Mossflower Defendrrs Base use to be..SOOOOOOO this is where that tunnel, or least one of them, will lead to and I am talking of the tunnel that was found under the mill....it will lead to that old mine which will have a small opening that ends up by the old ruins of a small village and old Mossflower Defenders base ruins...this is a village from like seasons ago..very very small and was around in the earlier days of Ferrvale before Scioto found Ferrvale and started getting it rebult ect ect...and in the mine before our trapped beasts get out...are gonna find something of interest...a log soon will show what that is

oz · RP Chat

Yes further up mentions Abbot of world 2 is Gorvenalus...my thoughts...Benar left something to say Gorvenalus is abbot when I die, knowing he would die and likely Evil Maek of earth 2 killed Benar in front of everyone.

Oz is alive and as said since there is some..advanced tech..can see with help of a visor, he helps Govenalus get like 75% of the dibbuns out of the abbey..25% of the dibbuns we still killed.

Oz of this earth 2 can still use a staff and kick butt in a fight, he is just a lot more willing to fight since..well the abbey is basically gone in earth 2....if Cole is alive he will be less hermit like than he was in earth 1 world.

What of the abbey champion of earth 2?Maybe a new one is chosen cause earth 2's was among the killed leaders..ok so is like Gorvenalus and Oz the ONLY ones that surrived in earth 2?..Like whoa,,that would be chaos....anyways

Ok Scioto is alive but other family dead so expect a very easy to anger Scioto and since he survived poison has to have some sort of after effect still he has to deal with...it messed up his voice so he has a sort of harsh sound to it now...a sort raspy sound like those people who have the tube in their throat sound, he also lost an ear,half his tail, and just to add something, his sense of smell is basically gone(Shrugs)

Ok I have nothing else to add for this OOC thing....Other than other of my characters alive is Patch

Others who died world 2= Sister Ginny(She is main one that helped Oz with the dibbuns,she is/was a hedgehog)...Zolomon I am unsure if he died or not world 2..thoughts?

Any other thoughts and this OOC TP will be fun!

oz · Ferravale

Well...maybe something is under that old mill. Who knows....

oz · Redwall Abbey

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Dear Friends,

More good news and I am always happy to share good news. First Our Badger Mother is expecting a dibbun of her own. I think this is wonderful news indeed. Also some good news is Brother Caleb, and friend Mack have opened their own Cafe..in Halyard but it's still their own and I am sure his mate would be happy for him and I wish our friends well.

We are also planing for our Winter Feast as it is in a couple weeks time. Joining us will be the Guosim as they are going to spend the winter here and head back to their camp in early spring.

Things are going well for us, even when another winter Storm hit, all is well here at Redwall, as well as Ferravale.

Signed
Brother Gorvenalus

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oz · Open Chat

Is Gale still around? Maybe he can be remade and you can page mail Jinora to have him be a Private and what ever ( Fighter-Healer-Runner). He will be placed in a unit

oz · Logs

Who:

Patch- Spy,Bar tender, tavern worker, annoying rat

Xander- Owner of Redthorn Tavern, Leader of Mossflower Defenders

Nardo- Master Healer of Ferravale

Jakan- Trouble Making Weasel

Some various spoofs of Tavern Beasts

Head Guard MAKES A Brief appearance near end..

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 was having a normal day in the tavern, the snow storm had dumped it's snow and some snow had been cleared, a little anyways, around the more used walkways of Ferravale, like the tavern.The rat was happy to get some of the guests out of the tavern, check supplies and even made a list of new items needed.

Xander opens the door and walks in, he has a couple stoats that were willing to help carry stuff inside and walks over to the area behind the main counter."Hey Patch, got a case of October Ale for the tavern, and some sort of sour apply ale, it's different. Also Mack is supposed to be sending cherry spice ale he made."

Nardo waves and tilts his head "Where is Mack, is he back or still in Halyard?"

Jakan walks in and finds a seat by the bar, "I need a strong ale, and what is the special today ?" He arches an eyebrow at the badger and snorts, he glaces at Patch "What's this place called sir?"

Patch first gets an ale for Jakan and then replies "De special today is smoked fish and salad.."He makes his way over to Xander and "So ya been where? I mean ok I can excuse a couple days cause of that snow storm, but the days before that no, ya left me ta fend for me self Stripy..how could ya?"

Xander chuckles"You seem fine Patch, and.."He opens the case and waves a couple bottles.."October Ale and ...a couple new ones."He smiles at Nardo "Mack is fine. opened a cafe in Halyard with Brother Caleb, I think they will do good.I would visit but I can't, have my duties here and Krisha needs me more than ever now"He smiles "She is with dibbun, I am gonna be a father...ummm...again"

Nardo grins "Congrats, then I already knew and good for Mack, he always wanted a cafe or tavern of his own, the one in Mossflower village another owned, speaking of checking on things maybe you could go there with me and see how they are doing with rebuilding that tavern, they were supposed to rebuild it anyways"

Jakan gets his ale and rolls his eyes at the chatting, "Who cares about woodlanders and why is a stripedog here anyways?" A long drink from the ale as he looks to the badger for a reply to his question."Also fish? What about wood pidgion, or maybe dove, a right fine dish those"

Patch folds his arms over his chest as he listens, "Oh great....that means she is moody and likely gonna need help with everything...."He frowns at the weasel and backs away a little, "He's the owner..."He leaves it at that and goes to quickly collect mugs and plates to clean.

Xander takes a deep calming breath and exhales before he speaks with Jakan"Not a wise thing to call a badger and we don't have dove or woodpidgion on the menu, you want some sort of bird go to the Black Gull as heard they have it." He manages to keep his temper down as he studies Jakan,"Also the chieftain is Blisa, I am sure she be happy to explain things to ya."

Nardo just frowns, well if a fight happens at least he is a healer, but he really rather not have to tend to anything. He pretends to be focus on something else but is listening closely as they talk.

Jakan listens carefully and chuckles "A..stripedog owns a tavern in a vermin village?" He chuckles more as he pulls out flint and uses it to light a pipe, he takes a deep long breath and then blows smoke into the badger's face and just grins.He leans back into his chair"De chieftain must be real insane or stupid as a rock"

Patch eyes widen as he starts to come back out of the kitchens, he quickly gets to where he can watch, but also be safe.Also maybe half the tavern is watching the badger and weasel now, one rat gasps as the weasel calls the chieftain something.

Xander coughs as the smoke goes into his face and snarls at Jakan, a fist is made and then undone as he snorts "I ..suggest..sir weasel, you learn some manners.Wot is your name?...I am Xander Winters..owner of the Redthorn Tavern..in Ferravale and I rather not put up with a jerk right now, but I would be ever so happy to have you leave"

Nardo sighs, he scoots over his half full ale and just nibbles his roll,he swallows a bite and nods "You know badgers don't like called certain names and it's best to not anger one"

Jakan smirks as he oddly seems to enjoy this"Jakan..so you own this tavern, how...nice. I will let you know, no one tells me what to do and those who do usually learn to regret it fairly"He again blows a puff of smoke at him "Rather quickly"

Patch frowns and looks around, where is that Head Guard when she is needed? He sighs and mutters something before he looks at the weasel "Leave the tavern and come back later or not at all be good idea"

Xander snorts and is having more trouble controlling his urge to slap Jakan. He grins a little "Oh, but this is my tavern, so I can do wot I please in my own tavern.Now..I will ask nicely, leave...or I can have you tossed out, your choice. Or you can stay and be quiet, there is some here that likely love to repeat some things you have said"

Nardo gets some salted peanuts and relaxes for now, he has seen beast argue in a tavern, he has seen fights, and it's usually unclear how things will go.

Jakan smirks as he stands, downs his ale and looks at Xander, another deep inhale and blows the smoke into the badger's face"Make me..stripedog, hmmms...de chieftain of this place is insane in the head to let a stripdog have ownership of a tavern and what chieftain lets a badger make the rules for a tavern in a vermin village.....no dove, no woodpidgion...I say we let her know, hmmms.."

Patch speaks up "Chieftain Blisa is the one who made the rule on no bird meat in the tavern or sold in the village, all she gonna do is confirm it to be true."He frowns and now all the tavern, wait no not...oh never mind now all the tavern is so quiet one could hear a pin drop as they look at the badger and weasel.Patch frowns deeply and shakes his head, this may end badly.

Xander coughs and a deep growl forms in his throat as he stares the weasel down, standing to full height,"OUT OF MY TAVERN!" He bellows and likely echos a little since it's quiet.Fists are at each side of him, he opens and shuts his fists willing himself to not attack.

Nardo watches closely, some beasts even move a little way from the door, "Wise probably"He says quietly and seems to debate on leaving also,but he stays for now.

Jakan stands and seems to only chuckle, he still smokes his pipe and grins, "Ahhhh...de ..stripdog looks a little upset."He smirks and emptys the pipe onto the counter and lets it sort of sparks a faint flame a little as he chuckles.

Patch quickly gets some water before the counter top catches on fire and dumps the mug of water onto it and sighs in relief as it seems to go out rather quickly and frowns "Great, it's gonna leave a mark now..just wonderful..."He mutters clearly annoyed.

Xander has lost the calm he had, he goes to grab the weasel by the collar of his tunic and goes to lift him up and carry him if that works well to toss him out the door into the snow!

Nardo frowns as it seemed the weasel just tried to start a fire, he watches to see what happens, as does others.

Jakan is not surprised, the badger does manage to grab him and carry him to the door, but the weasel also is not cringing in fear, it fact he has a dagger he does to stab the badger with somewhere between the bar and getting to the door.The dagger is not aimed anywhere vital thank goodness.

Patch smiles "Yeah kick him out......"He stops as he catches a glint of.."Stripy he has a dagger!"

Xander growls, he is already peeved as he catches the warning and manages to avoid a stab somewhere even somewhat vital, it goes sink into his upper arm as he growls and fights that urge to lose control.His grip toghtens on the weasel, and he finishes his way to the door, a couple stoats open it as Xander tosses the weasel towards the street and snorts,he storms back inside and sits down, he gets the dagger out and stabs it into a bar stool and growls as blood drips to the floor, that may need a stich or two, but should be fine...right?

Nardo hurries over and looks at the dagger and then Xander's wound carefully as he goes to wipe it a little and hold pressure, he nods to a rat maid "Get my pouch...that's a good lass."He is handed the pouch and finds what he needs, needle and thread to make those stitches "This..will hurt..I am sorry I have no numbing oils"Well least he gave a warning as 2-3 stitches will be fairly quick, long as nothing else needs done before that.

Jakan used just a normal dagger, this time so a few stitches...some herbs and a bandage that wound will be fine and heal in a few days. He rolls a little and stands as he dusts off, he looks to the tavern and glares "Oh one doesn't get rid of me that easily .'He foes to find a room at the inn, it's not like he plans to leave this village anytime soon.

Patch frowns "Stripy? Your..your bleeding all over de floor and..ummm..."He sighs as the dagger is now in the stool, "Ok..ya know what I hated that stool anyways...we can make it into fire wood right?..right..."

Xander tenses in pain and growls, he closes his good eye and just tries to relax, gets threw the pain of the stitches and nods to Patch as he talks with gritted teeth "Do..wot..ever..Patch..care not"He growls again and manages to hold still for Nardo.

Nardo is glad it was a simple blade and nothing worse, he finds the right herbs and makes a paste he applies to the wound, and then a bandage "Your lucky he didn't poison that blade, seen that in a tavern fight before..in the Black Gull this fox stabled a ferret in the toe..the ferret punched the fox out and just sat back down to drink his ale...suddenly he started foaming and fell over..dead...de fox used a strong poison...so yeah it can happen, then again Black Gull is a lot rougher than this place"

Patch says, "Can you not talk of poisons, good grief..that weasel is insane he could of set the tavern a blaze, he could of ..done a lot"

Xander frowns "I am..ouch that hurt Nardo"He snorts "I am fine...and I can let Blisa know. I have a feeling this Jakan will be back"

Nardo shakes his head "Sorry sir. as I said no numbing oils for sewing"He looks to the blood on the floor and shakes his head as he gets a rag to clean it up, a frown to the stroll with the dagger stuck in it, "Well..seen worse, trust me" He looks to Xander "Just let me check on the wound every couple days..or that Angela can look at it, should be fine...wasn't too deep, your lucky."

Patch nods "I can tell de head guard..."

"Tell me what?" A voice says behind the rat, which causes Patch to spin around and clutch his chest, ears flat.."Besides almost dying of a heart attack!" But he takes the Head Guard aside and updates her on what just happen.

Xander looks over and just frowns, he sighs as he looks at the bandaged arm"It could of been worse your right Naro,I am just glad it wasn't."He shakes his head and goes to get an ale, some soup and smoked fish, and a roll and sits beside Naro and has dinner" I will keep an eye out for the weasel on the way to the Abbey, told Krisha I was gonna stay in Ferrvale couple days, might tell her a couple extra days to make sure all is good here . Long as she knows where I am it will be fine"

Nardo glaces over at Patch and back to Xander "I suppose, you can mention the wound when back, as said it should heal ok, a stab wound in the arm..I mean it could of been the chest,then been a lot worse"

Patch returns and sits down "Head Guard is updated, so chief will be updated..probably gonna want to talk to ya Stripy."

Xander nods, he finishes his meal "Blisa can chat tomorrow, I need some rest and I know Naro...again could of been worse, wasn't...and I will let Krisha know when get back to the abbey, if I tell her now she will worry and want to travel and she shouldn't travel while with child, for sure not in winter"

Nardo nods "Well I will be around."He finishes his ale and heads to the door, and yes he will likely be careful as well, lucky the infirm is not too far away and he has his room off the infirm hall.

Patch sighs, he nods to Xander "Get some sleep Stripy..and by de way congrats on the gonna have another dibbun, that's good news and I do hope Krisha is doing well" oh...he does care at times.

Xander nods "Thanks Patch"A smile forms and he heads on to the room he has above the tavern, rest will be good.

Patch waves and sighs at the stool, he rolls his eyes and decides the stool is a lost cause and just has another beast chop the stool up, they can even keep the dagger and ya..firewood for the fireplace of the tavern.He then remembers the Sour Apple ale and the October ale, he hmms at the Cherry spice and samples it, "Hmmm...not bad.."He puts the ale away and then gets back to tending to the tavern, never a quiet day in Ferravale.

oz · Logs

Who:

Zolomon- Archer,Runner and Corporal in the LP

Zeldove- Archer, Recruit and soon to be Private in the LP

LOG:

Zeldove stands by the crater edge and just seems to be liking the view from as she smiles and seems focused on looking towards the sea.

Zolomon has decided to come up here to think, get fresh air.Seeing Zeldove he grins and goes to try and quietly sneak up behind her.Moving slowly and carefully as to not make a sound.

Zeldove stays focused but her ear does move and keeps looking ahead and waits till he is likely right behind her and speaks "Its a nice night, isn't it Zolomon?"She smiles "It's also a little cold out, but then again how high up are we?"

Zolomon stops and seems surprised, and then smiles.He quietly slips his cloak around her "Ya heard me Zelly?" He stands beside her now.

Zeldove smiles at the cloak and leans against Zolomon"Yes..always be alert, my thinking is all times and there is no way to be totally silent, well ok maybe thar is but requires seasons of practice and its not your a bird with quiet wings and that is possible."

Zolomon nods "I will remember next time..wow your incredible, did ya know that?"

Zeldove chuckles as she looks at him "Well, I try my best after all, your...pretty ..."She blushes "Nice yourself "

Zolomon chuckles "So, nice view from up here.You can see the sea and the beach, and some of the other land, a tiny spec of Mossflower Woods, it's a little closer when you look towards the river...see tis a point, see vermin from miles on land, sea...and like they could see when his Lordship was getting back here when they all went to...Mossflower, likely saw me too, I came back few days earlier to.."He sighs "Deliver horrible news"

Zeldove frowns, "Horrible news?" She tries to think, wait she heard of a hare that went ahead of the others right after that siege "Oh.."Her eras flatten "The news from the siege, oh Zolomon...that had to be tough to do"

Zolomon nods, "It..was..I was the fastest Runner they had..left, well from the trip, me and Felicity both de fastest hares at the mountain...but yeah from the ones who..went, I was the fastest runner to send back to alert the mountain, that...."He lets a tear or two fall, he has not thought of that time in seasons.He sits down and sighs, a lot has happen since then, he has even lost other friends, yes some good has happen mixed with the bad.

Zeldove frowns and kneels down by him, she goes to hug him as she hates to see a fellow hare cry "You were very brave to do that and right after something that major too, I mean..from the abbey? That's far and you could of run into left over vermin...and it's ok to cry over lost friends, even if its been a while, pain can stick around sometimes..fade and venture back like an annoying..well...tis annoying and I am sorry if reminded ya of anything, didn't mean to"

Zolomon leans into the hug and sighs "Ya didn't and ya right.The pain of lost comes and goes and never totally fades, I still miss me parents for example and they been dead seasons now. But I focus on the not so bad, the good stuff...good memory ya know and try not to think on the bad"

Zeldove nods "My parents are dead too, not to long ago either..mother when I was a dibbun and father near end of autumn..so guess we both have no, like family really...well I have an uncle I suppose, you have any family?"

Zolomon listens and sighs "No family...I was gonna adopt this hare dibbun the patrol found, but then someone found a relative and so..that was good." He nods "You have an uncle, so that's good lass"

Zeldove smiles "Yeah, my uncle is in Mossflower..he lives near Camp Willow, he is a good archer, though I did get better than him"She chuckles at this, and smiles at Zolomon"And for now I am better than you at longbow too.."

Zolomon chuckles and smiles back at her "Fer now..lass, for now..I will catch up and maybe we can just stay evenly matched with distance, I am still quicker on the firing an arrow and loading an arrow"

Zeldove smirks"Yeah yeah..quick on the draw and fire..I get it, so we both have some things to work on, but we are both likely the two best archers they have in the Patrol"

Zolomon grins "Yeah..best archers in de Patrol and Mossflower too, hee hee...wish I could visit Mossflower again soon, but I cant and that is fine."

Zeldove chuckles as she stands "BY the way, there is still some days left in your week of being my servant, remember?"

Zolomon grins "Thar is.?...oh yes, course course my lady"He stands and bows "So what is it you wish?"

Zeldove smiles as she heads inside keeping his cloak on, "Rub my foot paws....get my plate at dinner time, lets see....also , lets see..I am sure there is something else you can do"

Zolomon nods, he can give a foot rub and get her plate of food for her,and drink, at dinner.He sits by her at dinner also and if she needs anything he gets it for her, at the same time he gets some food and drink for himself .He even places her and his plates and mugs in the kitchens for washing.

Zeldove enjoys this being waited on and yawns "I am tried..so Zolomon, could you be so kind as to make my bed and fluff my pillows, oh and get a glass of water for me."

Zolomon frowns, he will do as he is asked though, but he also brings a cookie,"There...and that's de last sugar cookie they had for now, and de best is always last right..you know save de best for last..right?"

Zeldove shakes her head and tastes the cookie and nods "Its good...yes."She nods "Goodnight Zolomon."

Zolomon smiles at her and nods "Night..Zelly..."He walks out to the hall and smiles, he looks back to the room and heads on to his own dorm room as he thinks, what is wrong with me? Is he..falling in love with Zeldove? There is just..something there, he isn't sure what yet, he yawns and just goes to sleep, he can think more on it after breakfast.

oz · RP Chat

So Where to next with the Tenderfoot?

oz · Logs

WHO:

Zolomon- Archer,Runner, Corporal in Long Patrol

Felicity- Runner, Sergeant in the Long Patrol

LOG:

Zolomon decided he volunteer to help get supplies at Halyard, besides he needed some fresh air to think, the last couple weeks had been..interesting. And A walk always was good to clear the mind.With him was his longbow and his saber and he was alert for any troubles, but the sky was clear and so far it was a good day.He slowly grinned and kicked a little sand as he walked.

Ever since the DAB escapade in the kitchens (with Dominik helping, of course), Felicity has been in a foul mood. She's driven her Recruits and Privates and Corporals extra hard, jogging on the beach in full gear, extra reps in their strength building exercises. Going to help buy more flour was exactly what she needed to clear her mind and calm down, and forgive everyone involved in messing up the kitchen. They are on their way back home now, but the Sargent can't enjoy the sea like she usually does. She carries one of the bags of flour herself. Her sword is at her hip, as usual. She almost never is seen without it, even in the Mountain.

Zolomon had noticed her grumpiness and kid of avoided her,well best he could, yes he avoided Felicity as she seemed a bit..scary even.He had free time, course it was tending to the every need it seemed of Zeldove, he even had archery lessons with the hare maid and started talking to her, was he starting to..enjoy this servant for a week? He smiled some and then looked over at Felicity ans watched her for a while , then cleared his throat "It wasn't..too bad right Sarg?...I mean..think they learnt not ta ..well...change color"He chuckles a little "And hey Dom was out, that was..good?"

Felicity hadn't really noticed him avoiding her. She actually had sort of been avoiding him, but she also had her duties. She glances at him, then smiles slightly. "Yeah, they did...and it was good t'see Dom out an' 'bout. I almost didn't go int'th'kitchen 'cause I didn't want t'ruin Dom's day. 'E sounded so /'appy/ when 'e was laughin'." She finally looks out at the sea, which softens her face and makes her smile a little more. The ocean made her happy.

Zolomon nods as he listens to Felicity "Well..de dibbuns are de future of de patrol."He looks around, still clear"Clear nigh, no troubles..always good.The privates and Recruits are doing well with lessons and exercises lately"

Snorting, Felicity shifts the flour sack she's carrying. "Oh, yeah...'M so lookin' forwahd t'it," she grumbles, then looks up at the sky. "Aye, I'm good wi' no storms. I'd also be good not 'avin' th'rank I do. 'Ad less beasts mad at me when I did rigerous excahsises when I was a Corporal."

Zolomon shrugs "Excises be good..I think" He looks ahead a little as he smiles some, then shakes his head"Tis also good to just walk on de beach not like exercises or the contest..ha that contest was ..like amazing, Zeldove is gonna be one great hare for the long Patrol...her form when she fires off an arrow is great, she is so calm and in control, me and her been practicing some archery. she is strong for a hare maid too, you should watch her at practice Sergeant "

When he brings up Zeldove, Felicity tries to keep hold of her happiness, but when he calls her 'Sergeant' instead of her name, she looks sad. The trudge along, then she breaks the silence. "Zolomon? Can I....talk t'y' 'bout somethin'? 'Tis important." She sounds hesitant, almost afraid, like she's not sure how he's going to react.

Zolomon slows down, ok he thinks what did he not do, think think....he frowns "I got my paperwork..done...did I miss a meeting, if I did..sorry" He knows she been grumpy and so is being careful how he asks,"And talk is good..always heard talk is good even Lord C says ta talk if tis important"

Rolling her eyes, the hare maid stops and sets the flour on the ground. "No, 'tisn't....'tisn't anythin' t'do wi' Patrol stuff. I..." Felicity stares out at the ocean as the sky continues to darken. "No, 'tisn't that at all." She looks at him. "Y'really like Zeldove, don't y'? Like, more th'n just friends."

Zolomon blinks as Felicity asks him the question "I..."His one ear sort of droops as he thinks on this "She is..nice and she is..."He sighs but smiles a bit "She is an amazing archer, but ya saw that and I am not that far off from ya know ..gaining distance , but those arrows were close and did you know she was in Defenders...too"He slowly sits down and just sits in the sand all quiet like now, he has been wanting to spend more time with Zeldove and was starting to enjoy her company, he let sand shift threw his fingers and finally looks at Felicity with a frown.

Sighing, Felicity joins him seated on the sand and stares out at the distant horizon. "Y'know....I 'ad a crush on you," she says quietly after a few minutes. "Then y'came an' told me y'liked me, and then Terrence said 'e liked me, an'.....an' I didn't know whot t'think. Then I started 'angin' out wi'y'more, an' I stahted t'wondah if we may not be good t'gethah...but I didn't...I /don't/ want t' 'urt ya." She pulls her legs up to her chest and rests her chin on her knee. Wrapping her arms around her legs, she bites her lip. "Y'both good archahs, an' I'm 'appy t'know y', Zolomon. But I think Zeldove likes ya...an' I want y't'be 'appy." Felicity has no idea if she's doing this right. She can only hope.

Zolomon listens and tries to think on the words "Likes me?..I mean..maybe I don't...the lass is nice"He frowns and sighs as he sits there "Felicity...we shouldn't stay sitting too long, the others wil..worry and..I would hate ta ..have anyone else worry bout ya..your me friend.."

The haremaid just sits staring at the horizon, then leans over to give him a hug. "Y'm'friend, too. I'm glad t'know ya, an' I 'ope t'always stay friends, n'mattah whot. But I think...I mean...I don't see y'as anythin' more th'n that." She smiles. "An' I always trust y't' 'ave m'back." She's seen how impulsive he is, and now that she knows him better, she sees that they may not be a good fit. But they can still be good friends.

Zolomon nods as he listens, he allows the hug but is not sure on hugging back."Maybe ya can see if you and..Terrance..are..ya know.."He shrugs as he smiles and does hug her slightly as a friend, "But..if he hurts ya, makes ya cry..tell me and I can make his jaw for ya" He stands and goes to carry both sacks of flour, maybe he..is falling in love with Zeldove, he smiles a little and nods "Lets get you home safe Sarg"

Laughing lightly, Felicity stands back up. "Oh, 'eavens, I don't even know 'bout 'im. We'll just see, I guess. An' don't worry, I'll absoballylutely tell y'if anybeast 'urts me or makes me cry. Just don't break their jaws when y'both in uniform. That'd be a mess." She holds out her arms. "I c'n carry one o' those, y'know. An' why th'worry 'bout gettin' me 'ome safe, or beasts worryin' 'bout me at all?" As if her week-long imprisonment with the toads back in November wouldn't have anything to do with that.

Zolomon lets her carry a flour sack and he carries his as he nods quietly.He is still ever alert for trouble of course but lucky there is none

Shrugging, Felicity takes the flour sack and continues on their way. Hopefully the DAB won't mess up this batch of flour....

Zolomon makes sure they get home safe and sound.

oz · Logs

Who:

Patch-Spy,Bar Tender,Ale Maker, Annoying Rat

Dimas- New Guard in Ferravale?

Blisa-Chieftain of Ferravale

Nardo-Master Healer in Ferravale

Various spoofs of Guards, TavernBeasts, and Head Guard

LOG:

Patch is busy in the tavern, pouring drinks, getting drinks, and just seems in a bit of a foul mood today "Course he isn't 'ere..Stripy never is 'ere...gonna have a talk with him, for sure I am"

With the snow ever increasing outside Dimas has finally decided to head inside after a quick look around the village. The tavern is of course the obvious place to go too. Entering with a burst of cold wind he slams the door shut quickly and shakes off a little snow before heading for the bar "Wha' y'got tha's warm?" He immediately asks as he butts in to a space at the bar.

Blisa has decided to check on the various establishments in her village to ensure that everyone has what they need to endure the upcoming storm. Ferdinand the ferret and Clarissa the rat are following behind her, doing their bodyguard thing. The Chieftain finally makes it to the tavern, bundled up with her scarf, hat, mittens, and a cloak over a sweater....all black, just like the rest of her outfit. Her bodyguards are wearing uniform-coloured coats and hats and gloves, but they still look cold. The trio makes its way to the bar, and the young cat pulls her scarf down off her muzzle. "How is the tavern with firewood, Patch? Will the storm impact your ability to get fresh water from the well?"

Patch looks first to Dimas "Soup and Fire and Ice ale is always good ta warm a beast"He chuckles and turns to the doorway, he nods "Its fine, for now..Ya know I would send, you know the Tavern Owner to get more firewood but geee...seems he is busy, what is makin' him so busy all of a sudden?"

Dimas flops on to a barstool with a nod to Patch at the suggestion of soup and ale "Tha'll do" He looks around as Blisa appears with her entourage but without knowing who she is he keeps talking to Patch "Who is the owner f'this place 'ere these days?"

Blisa's brows furrow. "Is Xander not here in Ferravale a lot? I hadn't noticed, what with how busy I've been making sure the village has enough supplies to last the winter. Do you know where he is?" The marten is momentarily ignored.

Patch snorts "I don't know...something bout someone being ill and he was concerned..."He glances at the Marten.."Xander winters owns the tavern, but she"He points to Blisa "Is the Chieftain if ya mean de village" He looks back to the feline "I was there...and not going back...got grumbled at and..."Yes lets not mention vomited on "And..yeah"

Dimas shows no sign of knowing who Xander is but he looks surprised when Blisa is pointed out as the chieftain "Wha' 'appened t'the old cat?" He looks her over, judgingly...there's a short pause before he nods, bowing his head slightly as he puts on a smile "Me apologies yer Chieftaininess. Dimas Rauf, at yer service. I worked, briefly, as a guard back in the day round 'ere...times 'ave changed evidentially"

Patch ears flatten and he seems to quickly back off and suddenly seems to need to wash some mugs in the kitchen, rather quickly it seems when he hears the marten talk to Blisa about Scioto.

Blisa cocks an eyebrow, but accepts his apology with a nod. "My father Scioto was assassinated a few seasons back," she says without emotion, but her green eyes are hard. "I became Chieftain in his place." Seems she may be having a good day, although Patch feeling for his life may still have been a good idea. "You were a guard here? Why did you leave?" There is a faint, but sharp edge in her voice as she asks this. They've been betrayed far too often for her to be friendly with old guards.

Dimas can sense the mood as the rat retreats and Blisa doesn't appear to be pleased. For better or worse, he doesn't look scared and looks calmly at the cat, thinking a little more and watching his words "Personal matter..." He senses that will probably not be enough for her though and after a short pause where he picks up his drink he quietly elaborates, not wanting the entire tavern to hear "Me brother got me mother killed fer 'is debts...Family, y'know. Wha' can y'do?"

Patch slips back out quietly and has some ale for Blisa and her guards and some nice soup if they want any and gets to work doing some cleaning up before the place gets more crowded, some beasts have slips off but here in a couple hours the dinner crowd will come.

Blisa listens impassively as her guards sit near her, seemingly intent on eating their soup (although they do switch the ale out for something that doesn't have alcohol -- they are on duty, after all). The Chieftain grabs her ale and takes a sip, keeping her gaze firmly locked on the marten. "I wouldn't know, I have no family left. This brother of yours, though. Sounds like trouble. Any chance he'll be coming to Ferravale looking for some?"

Dimas doesn't appear to be particularly bothered himself. Despite what sounds like a devastating event he shrugs "Nah. 'is debts 'ave been cleared in the permanent sense. Some idiots don't know when t'quit. No family left is the better way t'go. Bein' dead keeps 'em out f'trouble"

Blisa smiles slightly, albeit grimly. "Ah, good. We don't need more lunatics causing us problems." She finally crawls up onto a stool and returns her intense gaze to the marten. "So what brings you back to Ferravale?" Ferdinand and Clarissa may appear to those with no training as a fighter or guard to be absorbed in eating, but in actuality they are on high alert, ready for action at a moment's notice. They're just good at hiding it from casual observers.

Dimas smiles a little too. There's someone who doesn't mind telling someone it's good their family's dead. He likes that "Eh, seein' the old place, makin' sure it's still 'ere. Was thinkin' I'd like t'pick up where I left off an' get back t'work...Tha' last bit bein' dependant on yer an' yer need fer guards...which givin' y'got tha' pair" He tilts his head to the bodyguards "Followin' y'n'watchin' everythin' goin' on near yer I think still be needed" He's not falling for the distracted eating trick.

Nardo should likely not be out doors and yet he is and he manages to get into the tavern with a yelp and after some difficulty he closes the door, ok he has help from a rather tall fox he backs away from.

Blisa's grim smile widens a little. "We could always use more loyal guards in Ferravale." The ferret bodyguard finally looks over, scowling slightly. "Aye, we have had too many beathtth trying to kill the Chieftain or kill her to let her just wander around without extra protection." The rat bodyguard nods. "She be a fierce fighter in 'er own right, but too many beasts c'n still o'erwhelm 'er." The cat gestures to them each in turn. "This is Ferdinand, Head Bodyguard, and Clarissa." She spies the Healer as he manages to get in the door and shakes her head. "Nardo, come here," she instructs in a surprisingly soft voice. She sets her ale down and pulls her mittens off, revealing the adder tattoo she has on her paw. Well, the head is on the back of her paw. Her sleeve covers up the rest of it.

Dimas raises his tankard at the pair of bodyguards and gives them a nod "Makes sense t'ave 'em around if y'ad bother. Yer aspirin' warlord would be 'appy t'try n'take the place, never mind the rest f'the world...I'm takin' tha' as a yes n'the job" He looks round as Blisa speaks to Nardo and gives the ferret a nod.

Nardo slips closer to the chieftain "Its darn right cold outside and yet I decided to come here..then again there is food here, I have yet to really....get a place to stay and, well place supplies"

Blisa shrugs. "You'll have to check with our Head Guard, but I am all for giving you a /chance/." She stares at him levelly over the rim of her tankard. "I assume I don't need to tell you about the dangers of betraying us, though." She raises an eyebrow at the Healer. "I thought we agreed you could live in any spare room you found in the Infirmary? Was there not one?"

Dimas shrugs at Blisa, he'll take the chance "Works fer me, I'll 'unt 'em down an' check with 'em. I ain't one fer grand plans f'betrayal, too much 'ard work" He finishes off his drink "Y'ave any idea where t'find yer guard bloke?...If there's another spare room goin' wouldn't say no t'tha' either"

Nardo nods "One, I do believe it may of belonged to the former Master Healer, there is also one other normal room, could use that, will just dust it..suppose"He seems to dislike the idea of much cleaning but at the same time he likes order to things, clean order to things."Mack by the way..decided to be elsewhere."He shrugs"Ya for him I say..wot ever."He makes it appear he could care less, but he does care..he and Mack were friends."Living a dream of his...and supposedly some order..beast mouse as well"

Blisa suppresses a sigh. Such are the duties of a Chieftain. "Whichever room you choose, clean it out and take it. Nobeast else will do it for you. Learn a lesson from Mack. He and the mouse are doing the work for themselves. Pick which of the rooms you want and do the same, and don't complain to me about it." The cat turns back to the marten as a female rat silently comes up behind him. "The Head Guard likes to be in...unexpected places. Catch the guards under her unawares, make sure they're doing their jobs properly." "You wanted me, m'Lady?" The female rat, now standing directly behind the marten, has a husky, rather deep (for a girl) voice. She is wearing the uniform of the guards of Ferravale, with yellow sunbursts embroidered on the sleeves. "And there she is! Yes, this marten wants to join us as a guard. Apparently he knew my father. I'm willing to give him a chance." Blisa smiles and sips her ale, awaiting the rat's verdict.

Dimas's eyes narrow slightly when Blisa said the head guard liked catching guard unawares so it was less of a surprise when suddenly someone was talking behind him but he still turned to look and out of habit started to stand and tower over the rat before backing on to his seat again "Dimas" He merely introduces himself as he's looking the rat over "...Aye. Wanted t'come back t'me old line f'work"

Nardo nods "Fine fine..I can do that, and get the infirmary in a sort of..more..ABC order of things, It's close now but always good to know where things are, easy to find in times of need ya know"

The Head Guard smiles, paw resting on the hilt of the bastard sword hanging at her side. "Good to meet you. I like to keep my name a secret at first with new guards, but you will learn it soon enough." Her dark eyes study him intently, her brown fur about like that of any other brown rat. Actually, she's pretty average. It would be hard to describe her to someone. "Why would you like to return to being a guard here at Ferravale? Just curious." Blisa turns to the Healer. "The other Healers should help you with anything in the main Infirmary, Nardo. They need to know where everything is after it's rearranged.

Dimas squints at the head guard over the name thing. He doesn't seem to particularly like that but he doesn't question it, just answers the question with a shrug as he slouches back against the bar "'Cause the job options fer a figthin' vermin ain't much once y're past listenin' t'horde leaders, thieves an' murders. Yer options fer a payin' job tha' don't involve workin' fer an insane dictator that'll kill y't'make a point are pretty slim"

The Head Guard nods. "True enough. When you're through in here, come to the barracks and we'll find you a bed. It may take a few days, but we'll get you a uniform, as well. Consider yourself hired." She silently walks out the door, as abruptly as she entered. Blisa seems unperturbed as she continues sipping her ale. "She would make a good assassin," the cat cheerfully comments.

Dimas eyes her uniform. He didn't look particularly happy about that either but there's no voiced objection as he watches her leave again without a word. His ear twitches towards the cat but he keeps watching the door "Aye...she 'as tha' 'I'll poison y'in yer sleep' feelin' t'er...Little indirect but I guess it'll put the fear int' the troops anyway"

Blisa chuckles, seemingly at ease talking about scary people who might kill you. "I trust her with my life, though. She has proven unswervingly loyal. So long as a beast is a friend to us, they have nothing to worry about. Although I do pity any warlord who comes along should they face her." Ferdinand has finished his soup, and he sets it behind the counter. "The doeth make the other guardth obey, though. They don't dare do otherwise." Clarissa is still sopping up the dregs of soup with a hunk of bread, so she doesn't say anything.

Dimas finally gets up from his chair "I always believed more in choppin' 'eads off t'sneaky poisonin' but" A shrug "Wha'ever gets the job done" He's certainly not the most formal guard in history but he seems to be doing as he's told "I'm goin' t'find these barracks an' claim me spot before the snow drives the whole forest in"

Blisa nods. "I have a slight aversion to poison myself, seeing as that's how my father was killed, but I don't outlaw it, either." She smiles. "Sounds like an excellent plan. It's right by the gates, so just go there and tell them the Head Guard and the Chieftain have sent you there and you'll be fine." Her bodyguards wave to him. "Have a good evening," the cat advises, seeming to be at ease with the thought of possibly being snowed in here.

Dimas doesn't comment on her father. He's learning! He nods to the directions "Righ', easy enough t'find tha'. Maybe when the snow calms I'll 'ave a look fer me old place. If it ain't fallen down by now" A vague wave over his shoulder and he's off, pulling his cloak back on as he steps back out in to the snow.

Patch meanwhile had swept, cleaned tables and moped..all the while watching, studying and listening to Blisa,Dimas and the guards talk, the Head Guard is likely use to him doing this at times, he is a spy after all and likes to know what goes on in and outside the village, also in Mossflower when he can.He quietly slips to his office after a while, before making sure to check on the snow, well..he is likely to have to put up with tavern guests for tonight as some decided to stick around ...wonderful...not.

oz · Logs

Who:

Zolomon- Corporal, Runner and Archer in the Long Patrol

Gregorian- Lt. Fighter and Blacksmith in the Long Patrol

Zeldove- Recruit, Archer in the Long Patrol

LOG:

Salamandastron: Recreation Room
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The recreation room for the army of the Long Patrol. Here soldiers come to
relax after a hard day's work and the officers come for a game of cards or
a quick drink by the fire. The room is quite large, having to deal with a
lot of hares at one time. Along one wall there is a large worktop with
some cushioned stools lining one side of it. On the other side of the
worktop there stand many kegs and bottles, lined so that they can be
easily opened by someone standing on the inside of the bar but well out of
reach of the rowdy hares on the other side. There are a few woollen cloths
on the bar and mats in front of each stool. The next thing nearest to the
bar are the round tables, each with 4 chairs around and a lantern in the
middle of each one. There are a couple of slightly larger oval tables with
8 seats around, obviously for larger crowds. The other end of the room is
littered with armchairs, comfortable armchairs, each pair with a small
table in between. The armchairs are near the fire, used to heat the room
and provide extra comfort for the relaxing soldiers.
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Zolomon is sitting at a table sipping some ale, every so often he looks around and then goes back to his ale he is slowly drinking.

Gregorian is having one of those days when a break is required and with the weather looking wet and miserable outside the crater was not an option so the rec room it was! He heads straight for the bar to order before stopping to look around the relatively quiet room until he spots Zolomon "The tides of the paperwork parted for yah too?"

Zolomon nods "I got mine done, finally and it seems Zeldove is getting some training in, or at least she is...elsewhere than here"

Gregorian barks a quiet laugh as he picks up his drink and heads for the other hare "Is she workin' yah so hard that yah hopin' that already and watchin' ovah yah shouldah for her?"

Zolomon swirls his ale and tales a sip as he is quiet and then speaks "Well...sur..breaks are supposed to be enjoyable right? I its barely been a couple days into this...servant for a week thing"

Gregorian flops into a seat and takes a quick swig before he speaks again "I heard. Talk of the mountain again but this time it wasn't a draw. How's that goin'?"

Zolomon frowns,but he then chuckles "Zeldove is a darn good archer though, she broke one of me arrows and the last didn't go too much further, I mean..she is gonna fer sure be a great part of the Long Patrol, and she is stronger than she looks too. I mean I can practice more, in fact we are ta have some practice sessions together with longbow"

Gregorian snorts with a small smirk "Well I meant how is yah days of servitude goin'? See this sort of thing is wot yah get for braggin'!...Entertainment for the rest of us though"

Zolomon says, "Oh..ummm...not too bad so far, Got her breakfast couple times, carried some things fer her...not part of the servant fer a week but showed her around, probably a longer tour than would of been""

Gregorian rests back with a small relaxed sigh "Then yah lucky, there's bound tah be many around here that wouldn't be so easy on yah. I suppose it makes her first week or so in the place a little easiah tah adjust tah. She'll be bumped up out of recruit in no time"

Zolomon nods as he takes a long drink of ale"She is a pretty amazing archer, and I helped cheer her up..well a little also when she got a little sad"

Gregorian nods slowly as he's thinking "Hmm, well, difficult week for everyone...I daresay the contest helped perk the mountain up too. Nothin' like a little wager tah pass the aftahnoon"

Zeldove walks into the rec room and glaces around, finding the two talking she walks over with a grin "Hallo.....I say ok to sit down, oh and need a nice simple Ale thar....sur"She smiles at Zolomon sitting down beside him.

Zolomon nods, then Zeldove appears as he looks up and nods standing up.He takes a few moments before he returns and sits an ale down in front of her, sitting back down,least for now, "Thar ya go lass."He smiles at her.

Gregorian chuckles quietly as Zolomon's put to work "Yah break must be ovah already!" he gestures to a free chair before speaking to the recruit "Sit, keep him busy. It's funny for the rest of us"

Zeldove chuckles, "Well he is to do things for me, for a week...he has a few days left after all..."She keeps her smile "So..Z....you good at foot massages? Did a lot of walking today, also might need help carrying a backpack tomorrow, it made my back sore today, sore back is not fun ya know."

Zolomon tilts his head "Z?.."He blinks and sighs a little, "Sure...why not.."He smiled a little at the nick name, two can play this as he will rub her feet, "Anything else.."He chuckles "Zelly?" See he likes nicknames too"Carry de backpack, well ya see..I will have my own so, not sure on that request."

Gregorian shakes his head with another little chuckle "I take back wot I said about yah bein' lucky that she was goin' easy on yah. I get the feelin' she may have just been gettin' warmed up"

Zeldove snorts "Oh you can carry two backpacks, your strong and..so helpful"She grins at him, at the name she chuckles "Zelly.....thats cute..."A smile as she relaxes, a nice foot rub was a nice idea and she drinks a little of her ale"I like this week, it's nice."

Zolomon frowns, " Two backpacks, my poor back..your mean"He looks at her and...ok he can't glare, he actually smiles a little and then clears his throat" Only this week lass...after this...well not so helpful, and your need ta..get your own ale"

Gregorian gestures at Zolomon with his drink "Yah'll live for a day. Can't guarantee yah'll survive the week but a day at least" he glances at Zeldove "I can imagine why yah enjoyin' it. Yah only just got here and yah bein' waited on"

Zeldove chuckles"Yeah a nice handsome buck to wait on me hand and foot for a week, its nice."She smiles "And he is..pretty good at foot rubs, in fact..Z...you should do this a couple times each day for the rest of the week, it's nice and enjoyable"

Zolomon smiles a little more at the handsome part, he tilts his head and sighs at the couple times a day.."Fine fine, but remember...this week only don't expect this after this week..."He seems to think "Or least fer a..while anyways"

Gregorian snorts at the handsome part and sips from his drink as he watches the pair "Until yah make anothah bet at least" he mutters after Zolomon's last words.

Zeldove chuckles "I am guessing he does this..often?" She scoots back as it seems she lets him stop with the foot rub"Another ale sur"She grins at Zolomon, "Then I might go to bed early, and wake up early so..you can have me breakfast ready"

Zolomon rolls his eyes, he stands and goes to get another ale, but also one for him as he sits down "We..all get up early lass but yur learn that"He smirks a little.

Gregorian shrugs at Zeldove "Well there was the race against the ottahs and of course runnin' against Felicity. Neithah of them made him get their breakfast though, it was more a competition for braggin' rights"

Zeldove shrugs as she finishes her ale and stands"Well he gets me breakfast and the foot rub was nice too."She walks over and smiles at Zolomon "Don't worry your week won't be...too bad"A kiss on the cheek and she smiles and walks to the door "Remember...rice cakes and honey and some of those breakfast rolls" And she is..around the corner and gone.

Zolomon snorts as he leans back, the kiss makes him blush and he half listens as she walks away. laying a paw on his cheek he sort of sits there and then looks at the door, a small frown as she is into the hall way and he sits up a bit, thinking and sort of forgets Greg is still in the room.

Gregorian squints slightly at the kiss and Zolomon's paw. He nods a goodbye to Zeldove and then watches Zolomon, silent for now. Curiously watching the hare.

Zolomon looks up and blinks, oh yeah he is in the room and Greg is there as he sits up better "Oh..sorry sur..I was just....thinking is all."He sips his ale some more "Guess I will be glad when this week is..over, she is...bossy right?"

Gregorian's eyes narrow just a tiny bit more and he goes "Hmm" for a while that's all he says as he's thinking and watching Zolomon "She's somethin' else too it appears"

Zolomon tilts his head "Wot?...oh the..I no idea why she..kissed me on the cheek..I can..should...lecture her..."But he doesn't sound like he for sure will."She isnt..bossy I mean I did lose the archer contest..I mean you should have seen her Greg...like she went past the last target it was amazing, she is skilled! And we both were in Mossflower Defenders and we are both Archers..we both lost someone to vermin, we have so much in common, Zelly is so..."He smiles.

Gregorian still looks thoughtful, studying him "Well, I can't say I know her enough tah know if she does that tah everyone" he strokes his beard, thinking "Yah got yah similarities...This week will be interesting'"

Zolomon nods "I..suppose it will" He smiles a little" I mean after this week won't have to be so...helpful, though helpful is good"

Gregorian shakes his head at some thought and raises his drink again "Aftah this week yah can be exactly as helpful as yah choose tah be"

Zolomon nods"True..still gonna practice archery with her, I mean..can't let her stay better at distance after all, wot"He smiles,"But yeah, she is great with her archer skill, I wonder if she made her own bow...I should ask right?"

Gregorian nods slowly after a small pause "Yes, yah both could stand tah work togethah, perhaps get her tah help when tah trainin' the othah recruits. If her form and aim is as good and consistent as her distance...Perhaps with more trainin' yah'll be ready for a rematch"

Zolomon says, "A rematch, not that would be good, ya know in a few weeks maybe with de warmer weather"

Gregorian finishes off his drink and stiffly hauls himself back out of his seat "Just remembah that rematches are traditionally for highah stakes. Double or nothin', that sort of thing..." he chuckles "Don't go makin' bets yah not prepared tah keep tah" a related salute and he heads for the door "And keep it tah the friendly sort of competition"

Zolomon nods, he finishes his ale and then stands as he heads to the door after a short while, he will likely go to sleep soon, been a long day.

oz · Logs

Who:

Gorvenalus- Brother of Redwall and Redwall Recorder, and Part time Healer

Benar-Abbot of Redwall

Xander-Leader of Mossflower Defenders

Krisha- Badger Mother

Cota- Teenager

LOG:

Gorvenalus is sat down in the Great Hall looking writing a bit in the Abbey Logs, he also has a pile of scrolls beside him as he seems fairly relaxed in his chair.

Benar comes walking in from outside, pausing to shake off his cloak and push back his hood, letting snow flakes fall and drift down to the ground, "It is freezing out there still Gorvenalus... and the snow isn't showing any sign of letting up."

Gorvenalus chuckles a little "It is winter after all Abbot Benar, though this winter has been colder than most I admit, it was fairly good weather a few days ago at least."He smiles "I was looking threw old meals from former feasts, you had mentioned wanting to find some old recipe, maybe one for the upcoming Winter Feast perhaps"

Benar says, "Hmm yes I was looking into something like that but it all got a bit derailed when I broke my arm," He moves over toward the fireplace and holds his hands out toward it, "But something nice and exotic I can cook myself would be a fine treat for the feast."

Gorvenalus says, "The Abbot making something, now that would be different. I have tried to find things that were different but no luck yet, any ideas on when something may of been made or maybe something you just remember having once"

Benar says, "Well" He taps his chin, "There was this dish mother used to make... a Hazelnut, Walnut and Pecan meringue tart with a lime or lemon filling, we don't really see that any more."

Gorvenalus hmmms "It is an idea and would be different, and most of what we need is here I believe, if not maybe Ferravale has something we need, when is the Winter feast set to be?"

Benar says, "I've not set a month yet, probably toward the end of the month or maybe the start of next," He taps his chin, "Problem is I can't just cook it Gorve, I need the recipe."

Gorvenalus says, "Well if its been made before I am sure I can find it, or in one of the old recipe books maybe."

Cota walks in and almost right back out but he hasn't done anything to be in trouble lately so, he walks in and sits down a few chairs away from the two beasts as they talk.He has done some chores in the kitchen today and some sweeping in the hallways.

Benar says, "Thanks Gorvenalus, if you could keep looking that'd be a help, it is like a lemon meringue pie but with a nut biscuit base and uses both lemon and lime." The abbot glances at the young mouse then turns back to the recorder, "I Would like to try and make it for the feast,... as for the date, how about the 23rd January?"

Gorvenalus has yet to see the young mouse as he answers Gorvenalus "Its sounds like a good day and I will work extra hard to find the recipe you need, not to worry Benar"

Cota sits quiet before he speaks "Hi.....the next feast is soon?"He smiles a little, he is gonna have to make sure he stays good to be able to go.

Benar asks, "Yes Cota, it should be soon," he smiles at the mouse, "A couple of weeks, I trust you will be on your best behavior up until then? I'd not want your Grandmother to decide you should stay in your room and miss it."

Gorvenalus smiles at the mouse and nods a hello "Maybe he can help me look threw some old recipes even."

Cota says, "I will be good...."He smiles "I can help? I wanna help..maybe be a novice I..don't know yet, either Novice or maybe Warrior, one of the two."

Benar smiles at the two, "Excellent, Gorvenalus, can you announce the date on the notice board? I will just head down and tell Lacota I have picked." he heads for the stairs, "See you both shortly"

Gorvenalus nods "Of course Benar, " He nods to Cota "Then come to the library with me and help, as for...Novice or Warrior, think hard on that decision before you make your choice"

Cota nods"I will.."He then smiles and follows the Recorder into the library, right now its a mission to find a recipe for Abbot Benar!

==Later On in Afternoon==

Krisha has gotten a break from the dibbuns, and she has been fairly busy the last couple days with them, and helping out the new squirrel family that decided to live here with their dibbun. She missed lunch and so got a bowl of hot root stew, oddly with some sliced apples and goes to sit down in her chair. The class Sister Anna is doing is an hour long so she has some rest time.

Gorvenalus makes his way from the library with a huge grin on his face "I found it! I KNEW I would find it..."He looks around and shrugs, then seeing Krisha he walks over "Greetings Mother Krisha..what are you, eating?" He can see it but he just is wondering why.

And all was calm till it wasn't.......

Xander comes running in, trips over a chair and tenses up as he hops on one foot paw "Ouch ouch ouch....hey..Silverwing brought letters..from Salamandastron and one I am so NOT reading....could you read it Gorvenalus?" He has 3..one from Mack, One from Zolomon and one is from....Lord Ciocan himself,seal and everything.

Krisha nods "Its Hot root with apples.."She frowns as Xander comes crashing into the room "Letters?"

Gorvenalus walks over and takes the letters, he nods to Xander "Sit before you harm yourself badly"He looks at the letters and guesses the one from Lord Ciocan would be the not read it,He opens it and skims it some before clearing his throat." Dear Xander Winters....first and foremost Zeldove made it here safe and sound and joined the Long Patrol, she will likely be a Private very soon. I thank you for being the news of Private Ewan to us, please do not blame yourself for what happen.It was nor your fault, if we blame anyone we shall blame the vermin fox who ended his life, Zeldove explained to me what happen, its clear even if a healer was there at the time nothing could of been done to save his life,the wound would of still be fatal...thank you also for letting him rest by the memorial to the long patrol...signed Lord Ciocan."

Xander listens as it's read and sits down, "My foot is ok, just stubled my toe."He looks at the letter from Zeldove and reads it quietly and hmmms, he blinks "Mack and Brother Caleb has..a cafe in Halyard..now"

Krisha quietly listens to the letter and eats her interesting snack choice and sips some mint tea."I am glad they are safe then and it sounds nice to have a cafe, the hares there will likely love it too"

Gorvenalus finally looks back to Krisha "Interesting choice of a snack."He thinks quietly"I thought Hot root made you ill last week"

Xander shrugs and smiles at the letter from Zolomon and reads it as well, least this one makes him smile more, then he seems surprised "Zolomon is a Corporal now...did ya know that?!"

Krisha smiles "That's good news love."Then her attention is on the beaver as she may as well tell him "I am..with dibbun. Maybe 6-8 weeks or so along"She doesn't really show..yet anyways, but she will soon.

Gorvenalus smiles "Well first Congratulations..but also"He is serious now "I do say to be careful. I do remember before when you were with dibbun, Me and my Grandmother were certain you would never have a child of your own again. You can let me or even Angela know if a healer is needed, even for a small issuee,alright Krisha?"

Xander nods "Angela knows and...yeah..I rather not remember wot happen that day, it was rather scary"

Krisha nods "I..remember, it does concern me." She is worried but is trying not to be worried "If I have Gorvenalus and Angela, there is even that ferret healer around to help, I am a lot less worried and I plan on no traveling"

Gorvenalus nods "Good, that healers know, you should let others know or least the main Abbey beasts know as my guess is you have not yet. I will tell Abbot Benar next time I see him, he seemed busy earlier"

Xander nods "You can tell Benar, its likely a good idea..right Krisha?"

Krisha sighs and seems against it at first and then nods "Your right, he should know and no please, I will tell him ..alright?"

Gorvenalus nods "Alright, but soon..alright and it likely would be best from you.And I am sure Angela will agree with this...a checkup every couple weeks, weekly once it gets closer to time for the child to be born, it could be born early, there is a chance "

Xander says, "And the furthest away I will be is Ferravale but..not so much close to time for it to be born"

Krisha nods, she chuckles as she hears the dibbuns come down the steps, "Hello my dibbuns, how are you"She smiles and no she has not told the dibbuns either and likely wont yet as she puts down her empty bowl and mug and stands "I have to go, see you guys at dinner"

Gorvenalus watches Krisha head off and glaces at Xander "She may have to take time off being Badger Mother, least the last couple months.I am unsure or at the least get extra help."

Xander waits till Krisha is out of the room and sighs "I..admit,I am worried Gorvenalus, I mean...wot if she loses this one or..something else and they both....I..I can't lose anyone else, for sure not Krisha or a child and both would...would just...I don't know if I could survive long"

Gorvenalus stands and goes to walk over to Xander resting a paw on his shoulder "I promise, I will do all I can to make sure she and the child is ok, I am sure Angela would do the same. I will not promise for them to be ok though, that I cant and wont do as it could be broken, but I will try my best to make sure she and the child are ok, and that both live and not die."

~~~The Letters~~~~

Letter 1:

Dear Xandy,

Hallo and how are you? I am fairly well.Guess wot I am A Corpial now and will be training Zeldove. I am A Corpital did I mention that! I have my own small group of Recruits and Privates I help to learn the ways of The Long Patrol!

I heard about Northstar, Ferro and Hawkeye...try to stay cheerful my friend, we all have good and bad times in life after all.

I am unsure when or if I can visit anytime soon, we shall see

Signed Corpial Zolomon

Letter 2:

Dear Xander and friends,

I have decided to stay in Halyard and help Brother Caleb with his new cafe here, it’s gonna be great.

Signed

Mack

Letter 3:

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Dear Xander Winters,
First and foremost Zeldove made it here safe and sound and joined the Long Patrol, she will likely be a Private very soon. I thank you for being the news of Private Ewan to us, please do not blame yourself for what happen.It was nor your fault, if we blame anyone we shall blame the vermin fox who ended his life, Zeldove explained to me what happened, it's clear even if a healer was there at the time nothing could of been done to save his life,the wound would of still be fatal...thank you also for letting him rest by the memorial to the long patrol…

Signed
Lord Ciocan
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oz · RP Chat

Winter Feast

23nd Jan 2020...

Be there!

Food-Fun-Games

Starting Time for Feast around 2 or 3 EST....But some other things may be before the Feast

oz · Ferravale

Be nice to have some tavern workers..maybe a new Brewer for the town Brewery.

I am thinking the tavern has a bouncer, not sure on a name but someone needs to be able to throw trouble makers out of the tavern

oz · Logs

Who:

Zolomon- Corporal in the Long Patrol, Archer and Runner

Zeldove- Archer and Fighter, For now Recruit in the Long Patrol but soon will be a Private

LOG:

Salamandastron: Dining Chamber
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This is the dining chamber for the mountain of Salamandastron. It is a
veritable cavern, the necessity of feeding so many hares making the room
so big. Dominating the room is a huge banquet table made of solid oak.
Nobeast knows how such a venerable object came to be here, but its
presence is undeniable. Smaller tables skirt the outside of the room,
each sitting near a large torch burning brightly in its sconce. The chair
at the head of the table is different from the plain maple chairs that
occupy the rest of the room - it belongs to the Badger Lord. The massive
object is graced with a carving of the very mountain it is in, with the
sun setting over the sea.
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Zolomon is sitting at one of the smaller tables.In front of him is some sweet rolls, apple slices, oatmeal and some juice to drink, oddly he has a tray sit beside him, he has guarded, with Oatmeal and berries, some milk, some apple slices and some rice cakes,he also has water for him and whom ever that tray is for.He quietly sips hi own water and seems to wait.

Zeldove makes her way to the table and sits down, she grins "I see you have my breakfast, jolly good of you sur"She grins "Course, this is only day one I get a whole week of service.Its gonna be great"

Zolomon sips his water"When off duty, remember that lass.You still have normal training and I don't plan to go easy on that. I am sure thar is something we both need practice with"He stirs his own oatmeal quietly and then finishes what he has left.

Zeldove chuckles as she eats breakfast, "Training huh, so wot does this basic training have? I already know how ta fire a longbow, I can use a sling and I know some healing skills as well, I mean I need more but I know some skills"

Zolomon chuckles slightly at a memory of his, but also frowns a bit as it seems it brings up sadness also."Don't let the whole, basic training fool you Zeldove, trust me. It can be hard and tiring, course someone made of just been harder on me as I did...tell Lord Ciocan to..Bring it on."He sighs "Likely worse mistake of me life, then again I did become tougher, stronger at some things, I didn't know how to swim and now.."He hmms "Well I am not de best swimmer but I can swim now at least and not like..sink like a rock"

Zeldove listens, a nod as she eats her breakfast. He snorts and about snorts milk out her nose when he mentions what he said to the Badger Lord, a small frown at swimming as she clears her throat "Yeah important skill ta have, swimming...I could help you improve maybe? Ewan..didn't know how to swim, I was gonna try and teach him in Spring....guess won't ever...get the chance to..do that now"She takes a deep breath, control and no crying now she thinks to herself as a single tear goes down her cheek.

Zolomon watches her and gets a small cloth and if she allows, he will wipe away the tear and any others, "Tis...ok to cry, not good to hold in feelings and bottle them all up. I did it and..well it messed up my training for a couple weeks till I managed to talk to someone.I have friends I miss still to, close..friends."He frowns, remembering someone and closes his eyes, shakes his head to clear the memory."It helps to talk at times lass"

Zeldove lets him wipe away the tear and a couple others.She then snorts "Helps? How..it just would make it worse and make one look like a fool."

Zolomon nods "It..does.And hey we all have times we cry, we are happy, we are grumpy...even the Badger Lord gets moody and sad, he has cried too at times."

Zeldove sighs, great tears come now as she stands and then rushes off, tears streaming down her face like rain.

Zolomon frowns, he stands and goes to follow her and even though it might make him late to some training he decides finding Zeldove is more important right now.He looks mainly in the caverns, even the catacombs, though he is a lot more quiet there and quickly decides she isn't there and tries a couple other areas.

Salamandastron: Caverns - Boxing Chamber
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This room obviously has a rather singular purpose, and that purpose is not
hard to discern, if one was only to look around. There is only about ten
or fifteen feets worth of space in which to walk, around the perimeter, and
the reason for this is that the rest of the space in the room is taken up
by a slightly elevated fighting ring. The platform is about two feet above
the floor, and upon each corner of the square platform there is a wooden
post. Encircling the ring in are lengths of rope extending from each post.
The floor of the platform is somewhat giving, as it is in someway padded.
So far as the perimeter of the room, chin-up bars attached to the walls
are staggered with benches, from which creatures can watch the fights.
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Zeldove is not too far from the dining hall, she is in a corner of the room they use for boxing, way back in the back where that one dark corner is with some spider webs and oh look a spider is even there .The spider crawls away and leaves the hare maid all alone now.All alone with just her sobs, she hasn't really let herself cry much since Ewan died, his death just brings up other deaths she has had to go through.

Zolomon finds her, finally and walks over to kneel beside her. He reaches out a paw to place on her shoulder as he speaks " Hey..Zeldove..lass, tis ok.You cry ok. Tis not good to keep trying not to, your no fool to cry, no one is. I have lost friends as well and some really close friends." He will stay beside her while she cries, or if she pushes him away he will just back off, but stay close still.

Zeldove jumps slightly as she feels the touch on her shoulder, then calms as she finds it's only Zolomon and she just listens to him.She turns to look at him"You ever see someone die, in blooming front of you and not be able to do a thing about it? Knowing a healer couldn't do anything even if they had got to them in ...time..."She frowns." Should of helped pay attention to the fox, I figured it was too injured to get up so checked on the squirrels and then looked back and the fox put a blade in Ewan's back...it came out the front and then the fox pulled it back out and he....he just laughed so I put an arrow in the stiupid fox's chest and went to Ewan..and he died in my arms..and..."And just more crying and shivering a little, getting all those emotions out of anger and sadness and just the age old why did it happen.

Zolomon listens and speaks, "Sometimes things..happen and we wish we could change it, but we can't. I lost someone to vermin..her name was Tarsa and I still think oh if only I just went with her and not stayed, but she was a higher rank and told me to go to bed, she see me in the morning...."He lets his own tears fall "She died that night, an ambush on the beach, I found out in the morning, I knew something was..wrong when she missed breakfast cause she never missed breakfast and she did. I was depressed for weeks and it still hurts some today..even after some friends cheered me up, a pain like that might dull but never goes away, it's always thar to halt ya"

Zeldove wipes away some of her tears as she listens to Zolomon speak, she slowly looks at him when he starts crying and her ears droop."Guess we both lost...someone close to us cause of...vermin."She goes to hug him, she isn't sure why but she also hates to see others cry, "Like you told me, tis ok..to cry and yeah friends are good to have.Guess I need some friends here I suppose sur"

Zolomon is hugged and just is surprised and then hugs Zeldove slowly and lets himself cry for a short while.After a few moments he clears his throat and backs up to stand "Ye..yes..and ya have me as a friend Zeldove."He manages a smile "Now...come on, we need to get to the training room, we are a bit late, lucky not by too much, but tis best to go together as....well less chance of being grumbled at, I am A Corpial after all" He grins, yes let the rank help avoid a lecture.

Zeldove sniffs, a chuckle at being a little late,She gives him a playful punch to the shoulder"Your right...sur, we best get to the training area."She smiles slightly"Then maybe a walk around, you still owe me a full tour of the mountain after all, I just know where the dining hall is, and my room...well the training room and had to ask where the archery range was, this room I just sort of.....found."

Zolomon nods and leads her to the training room, then afterwards a nice tour of the mountain to learn where important things are and even a little bit of a make sure she can remember question and answer session afterwards. He is not sure why yet but he is starting to like spending time with Zeldove.

oz · Ferravale

I can have Patch there , he is the main tavern worker and ale maker after all!

oz · Logs

WHO:

Zolomon-Archer,Runner and Corporal in the Long Patrol

Zeldove- Archer and Recruit in the Long Patrol, She also has Fighter Skills

Felcity- Sergeant, Runner in the Long Patrol

Mack-Head cook of The Seaside Cafe in Halyard, Ale maker, Retired Warrior

Caleb- Brother of Redwall Abbey, Owner and cook at The Seaside Cafe in Halyard

Some assorted spoofed beasts in Halyard and some spoofed Long Patrol Hares

LOG:

Mack is standing in front of what will soon be =The Seaside Cafe=..it still needs some work, beside him is a mouse in abbey robes, "I say not to worry tis coming along nicely, maybe in a couple weeks time we can open"

Zolomon is walking along the village, he needed a day off and finally got one, he even caught up on ALL his paperwork so a break was surely earned.Seeing the hedgehog and mouse he walked over towards them "Hallo..wot's this?"

Zeldove was just looking around Halyard, it was an interesting village and she only really got the one day to glance around, seeing Zolomon she made her way over towards him."Hey..sur, least I find someone familiar.."Seeing Mack she grins "Or two familiar beasts"YO Mack!!" And of course beasts stare at her and she hmmphs, most go back to whatever they were doing, one rat just rolls his eyes and goes into an alley muttering how woodlanders are just so annoying.

Felicity is in Halyard in uniform, looking for someone in particular. The Sergeant scowls as she readjusts the pack on her back. Spotting her fellow hares, her face softens into a smile, and she makes her way over to them. "'Llo, Zolomon." She nods to the others. "'Tis a good day t'be out."

Mack glances over at the hares and nods his hello and watches as his friend sits down "Oh come on now..cheer up..ya own tavern"

Zolomon nods to Felicity and gives a salute "Hallo Sergeant l Felicity..you out today for anything important or a day off?"

Zeldove waves to the hare maid and looks at the soon to be tavern "So this place opens....when?"

Felicity gives Zolomon a halfhearted salute in return. "Oh, I'm lookin' f'r a beast, but I'm 'avin' no luck. I'm sure she's 'round 'ere somewhere." She gives the mouse a curious look. "I say, y'look like somebeast I know from Mossflowah. Are y'by any chance related t'Leon an' DoraRose from Redwall Abbey?"

Mack nods "Hope ya find your missing best lass and hope not missing fer any bad reason."

The mouse first speaks to Mack "It's fine Mack we don't need much now, just supplies and maybe a couple more tables and ...oh 2-3 weeks will be open.."He smiles at Dorarose "I am Brother Caleb...their son, my sister is still at the abbey, I live here now though and gonna open a small Cafe, with Mack here"

Zolomon nods, "I am sure your find them soon..or least hope.I finally get a day off so using it to..well sort of relax"

Zeldove just stays off to the side and listens for a few moments before she walks closer "This place is rather large, crazy and noisy if ask me, hares should like patrol it again but I heard they don't, they just come to shop or walk around now"

Felicity smiles. "I was wonderin'. Well, 'M glad y'gonna be so close by, Caleb. Y'mum's a friend o' mine, so any beast who's 'er kin is welcome in m'mind, wot!" She shakes her head. "The beast I'm lookin' foh isn't necessarily missin'. I just can't find 'er. She m'informant 'ere in 'Alyahd, an' I need t'talk t' 'er 'bout some things." Glancing at the other doe, she adds, "Aye, we don't patrol 'round in 'Alyahd anymore, but 'tisn't the time nor th'place t'be discussin' why. I can tell y'when we get back t'th'Mountain." She smiles again. "I'm Felicity, by the way. I assume y're a Recruit? Oh, an' I'm afraid I didn't catch y'name, eithah," she adds to the hedgehog.

Mack smiles "Mack, gonna be the main cook at the soon to be Seaside Cafe here."

Meanwhile Caleb keeps himself busy, he nods to Felicity "Yeah...I have a son, Cota whom is at the abbey as well, figured it's safer there..."He frowns a little ,"I'll..be inside checking some things.."

Zolomon nods, he won't say why either,then maybe he isn't so sure why they don't sometimes as they do check the beaches sometimes.

Zeldove says, "Zeldove..new recruit yes..archer and hope to be fighter for ya all. I'm a very good archer, can use a saber and sling..not so good with a staff though.Use to be in Mossflower Defenders...came here after...well..."She frowns "Ewan..died “'

Felicity nods. "Aye, 'twas a sad loss when Ewan died. I'm sorry if y'were close. I did m'best t'make friends wi' 'im afore 'e left. 'Tis all a 'ard business all 'round." She stretches a little, looking around. "I'm a Runnah. Skilled mostly wi' th'short sword and sling, although I'm tryin' t'leahrn some othah weapons. Sounds t'me like y'll do just fine as a Fightah." She looks at the front of the cafe. "Whot'll y'lot be servin' 'ere, Mack? Oh m'goodness, an' now I'm 'ungry. Y'aren't open f'r business yet, right?" She watches Caleb head inside with some concern, but for now she doesn't say anything about it.

Mack smiles, though a little frown at the mention of Ewan.."Mainly seafood like shrimp,fish,clams, and such..some pastries like pies too..maybe candied nuts and such, we will have some ales and beers too." He looks inside a window watching Caleb before he speaks "Don't mind him he just needs cheered up and likely talk of Ewan will make him feel down, he still getting over that Cynthia lass"

Zolomon listens quietly, he thinks a moment..wait he knows who Cynthia is, well when she was like a dibbun anyways but he doesn't say anything just yet."I be sure de tavern..errr cafe, will do great once it is open"

Zeldove frowns, "Yeah he ..will be missed He was..like a brother to me.."Great she is crying again

Felicity frowns and goes to put an arm around the other maiden's shoulders. "'Ey, 'ey....I'm sorry. I've lost many friends' fam'ly, so I know 'ow 'ard 'tis t'lose 'em." She pulls a clean handkerchief out of her pocket and offers it to Zeldove. She looks up at the hedgehog, brow furrowed. "Cynthia....don't believe I evah 'eard o' 'er. Is she th'mum o' Caleb's son? Why would....OH." She lowers her voice. "Was she 'is mate an' she died?"

Mack nods"Yes lass...a Sister Cynthia..she died, like 4-5 weeks ago...maybe bit longer not sure, was before Ewan."

Zolomon frowns"I remember her..well when she was a dibbun, ran away once with that Caleb..me and Xandy I think helped look fer her.."He starts to give Zeldove a hug but then backs away and let's Felicity speak to the other hare maid."But did not know the lass died, news just mentioned Ewan and..got some news of some things Xandy went through...bout it"

Zeldove sniifs and wipes away a tear, a moment to calm down from crying and a nod to Felicity "I am..ok madam...t..thank you."She looks at Zolomon and snorts "How ya get away with calling him that nickname, ya mentioned being in de Defenders too "

Felicity smiles and lets the other maid go, going to gently pat her on the back. Rolling her eyes, she says, "Prob'ly 'cause 'e's good friends wi' Xandah. Zolomon likes t'call 'is friends by nicknames. Don't ask me why." She shrugs and gives Zolomon a small smile. "An' as fah as I c'n tell, Xandah is a pretty laid-back leadah. I'm also assumin' th'Defendahs isn't as strict in general as th'Patrol is. So nicknames instead o' 'sah' ohr whatevah rank th'beast is may just be acceptable 'cause 'tis less formal than we are." She gives Zolomon a look that should let him know to correct her if she's wrong.

Mack chuckles a little, "Though not sure how he is gonna feel knowing I am staying here...but I did mention the Long Patrol would likely protect me"

Zolomon nods, he looks at Felicity and smiles a little, "Yeah...unless he changed he dont like sur much, then de Defenders are a small group..very small"He frowns a bit "Hope he is alright and yeah Mack..good things ta add to de note, Xandy also worries a lot bout his friends"

Zeldove nods "It is a small group, he said it was a good idea to join the Long Patrol to honor Ewan name and yeah I sent a note with de eagle to let him know I got here just fine, no issues on the way unless ya mention the snow, other than that..no issues"

Felicity smiles. "Aye, 'twould be good t'let 'im know y'stayin' 'ere, Mack. Just courtesy." She smiles. "'M sure Xandah won't change /that/ much. An I agree, Zeldove. Joinin' t' 'onour Ewan is a noble thing t'do. I think 'e would approve."

Mack says, "Least not much snow here and if ya like snow, try the Northlands heard thar is a ton there""

Zolomon shrugs "I...I miss snow sometimes, not so much the bad cold times in Mossflower"

Zeldove smiles a bit, she chuckles a little at Zolomon "Miss snow, I bally well don't..a dusting is just fine"

Felicity gets a distant look in her eyes. "Y'know, I've nevah seen more'n a dustin'. I've lived at Salamandastron m'whole life, so I don't really know anythin' different. We do sometimes get some bad seas storms wi' lots o' ice, but snow? Not s'much."

Mack shrugs "Oh well, tis ok lass...I should head inside..see ya later maybe"

Zolomon says, "Snowball fights, snow beast..then again maybe we can make sand beasts..have , hmmm is thar such a thing as sandball fights?""

Zeldove chuckles "Your funny Zolomon, that's funny..sandball fights."She is cheered up a little and smiles at Zolomon "Your good at cheering up beasts sur"

Felicity smiles, but says firmly, "Okay, no sandball fights. 'Ave y'evah gotten sand in y'eyes? 'Tis painful." She waves at the hedgehog as he heads inside, then watches the interaction between the other 2 hares. Her smile remains, but her expression is strangely unreadable. It's imporrible to tell what she's thinking. "Aye, 'e is very good at cheerin' beasts up, although 'e needs t'undahstand when t'not do cartwheels."

Zolomon chuckles, he smiles at Zeldove a little "I like cheering beasts lass, tis me job to make sure hares be happy.." He looks back to Felicity "Cartwheels are fun, I mean not everyone can do one..ohh"Yeah he did crash into..someone as he chuckles a little and rubs his neck "And require a good deal of..space"

Zeldove smiles, she smiles a little more at Zolomon , "Well I can't do cartwheels so..I can kick vermin though when needed or shoot them with arrows.."

Felicity cocks an eyebrow. "Yeah, an' maybe don't do 'em in th'Mountain anymore....y'll crack y' 'ead open smackin' int' a wall if y'not careful." She give the other doe an unreadable look. "Are y'good wi' kickboxin' and regulah boxin'? May'ap 'twould be good t'work on those skills."

Zolomon grins "Archery is great, I can shoot an arrow into a vermin ear at 300 yards..takes a lot of practice though."

Zeldove asks, "Kickboxing? Sounds fun ta...."And she snorts at Zolomon "Yeah...right. You know somethingI am not a bad shot me self with de long bow. 300 yards? Can ya prove it sur..bet I could do better..thar a place to have a bit of a..contest , I mean if ya..scared I understand"

Felicity looks to the sky as if help could be found up there. "Oh m'goodness....where's Greg when I need 'im," she mutters. "I s'pose I need t'be th'one who judges this, don't I?" She gives them both a look. "Or I could just teach y'kickboxin' an' we don't do this contest." She's trying to think of where they could do the contest, too, so she's stalling them while she thinks.

Zolomon blinks "We don't need a contest..I would win so.."He shrugs and smiles at Zeldove and goes to boop her on the nose."I'm de best archer in the Long Patrol, was de best in Mossflower to, hmms likely the whole blooming lands"

Zeldove is paying more attention to Zolomon than Felicity and then he had to touch her nose and say how oh he is so great.She snorts and grabs his arm and goes to flip him over onto his back and look him right in the eyes..,"I bally well challenge you to an archery contest, don't have to be today..could be tomorrow then we can see whom be de beat hmmm?"

Felicity backs up slightly, but looks more resigned than anything. "Zolomon, don't boop beasts in th'nose an' this kind o' stuff won't 'appen. Zeldove, try t'restrain from flippin' y'superiah 'ares, even when they really do desehrve it." She sighs heavily. "No, y'gonna 'ave this blasted contest t'day. I know where an' 'ow y'll do it. If y'2 will stop boastin', we can get this ovah with."

Zolomon gets a look of surprise and blinks , "Wot just...happen?" He looks up at Zeldove and blinks "Errr....sorry lass..."He looks back to Felicity.."Where?, we would like need a large space..and a target" He stands slowly and dusts off, a few chuckles from some nearby rats are heard.

Zeldove snorts, then blushes a bit as he looks into his eyes and then lets him stand up as she gets some head fur out of her eyes.She looks at Felicity "Ya know a good place?" She grins "Where?"

Felicity rolls her eyes at the buck. "Yeah, I 'adn't figured that out at /all/." She can bepretty brutal when she's sarcastic. She looks at the other doe. "On th'beach. 'Tis th'only place where I know we'll 'ave enough room. Mm, all th'off duty 'ares an' prob'ly some o' th'ones on duty will want t'watch....meet me by th'South side o' Mountain on th'beach in an hour. I'll get everythin' set up. I'll also figure out whot th'losah 'as t'do." She turns to head off, glaring at the chuckling rats as she walks by to go set up the stuff for the competition.

==An Hour Later on the Western Shores Beach==

Zolomon is ready for this contest, he is so ready and has even done some stretches to loosen up a little.He has his longbow in paw.

Zeldove walks down to the beach and nods as she arrives "So..you ready?"

The beach is ready for an archery competition. A trio of targets has been set up at different distances from a red rope that has been secured on the sand with 2 stakes. A crowd of hares has gathered to watch, chattering excitedly. Some hares are already placing bets, most of them are for Zolomon to win, but some are betting on the newbie. Felicity is standing by the rope, whistle around her neck. "Alright, are y'2 ready?" She points to the rope. "Y' 'ave t'stand on th'rope. No goin' in front of it, an' none o' this ridiculous showin' off by takin' a step back." She points to the targets. "Y'each 'ave t' 'it th'targets dead centah. Th'one who gets as close as possible on all 3 wins. Th'closest is at 250 yahds, th'middle one is at 300 yahds, and th'last one is at 325 yahds, just t'test y'skill. At m'whistle y'both fire at th'same time. Try t'also shoot y'arrows as fast -- yet as accurately -- as possible. This skill will save y'life in a combat situation. Any questions?"

Zolomon nods as he looks at the targets and smiles "Sounds fair Sergeant, sounds fair" He looks to Zeldove "I am ready...you?"

Zeldove nods, she was always ready as she judges how far they are and how the wind is blowing"No questions mama...just say when to fire each shot" She gets ready and hopes Zolomon is ready as well.She relaxes and is ready to fire, the first target is in her sights.

Felicity nods. "I'll signal th'first shot, but y' 'ave t'fire in rapid succession at th'othah 2 immediately aftah. I won't be signalin' when t'fire at the othah 2. Oh, an' by th'way....th'losah will 'ave t'be th'winnah's servant f'r a week when neithah o' y'are on duty. Now fire at will!" Without giving them a chance to respond or really think through what she just said, the Sergeant blows her whistle to signify the start, and that they need to fire at the targets! Some of the hares in the crowd start cheering, some for Zolomon to win, some for Zeldove.

Zolomon grins he was also ready to fire and lets loose his first arrow at the first target and grins as of course it hits dead center target and smirks, gets the 2nd arrow loaded, aimed..and fired at the 2nd target as he smiles, "This is..easy as can be lass...ha ha.."He smirks, yet 250 feet is no big deal either, cause it of course hits its target just to show this hare is a killer shot when comes to longbow, and he goes to get the 3nd arrow loaded.

Zeldove snorts, she is calm and in control as she fires the first one at the same time he does and chuckles as her's lands dead center beside his, the 2nd one is fires a second after his isfired and she grins as this arrow doesn't hit beside his, but it freaking hits the arrow itself and breaks his in half as she grins wide, gets her 3nd arrow and right away aims, a calm collective breath as she readies to fire the last arrow at that last target.

The watching hares are whispering and cheering, many of them freaking out when Zeldove's arrow breaks Zolomon's in half. Many of them start bouncing and shuffling a little from the suspense! Felicity stays calm, watching with keen interest and a judge's eye, her face expresionless, her muscles tense. Who's going to win??

Zolomon is calm, ok 350 yards..he has shoot one 305 yards before, it was measured so he knows it to be true and how far was a lizard a while back? Fairly far but he is uncertain how far and it was a bit of anger that , that shot hit a lizard once while back, but was it 350 yards or more? He takes a deep breath and fires his longbow at the last target, he ...misses, but not by much..likely 245 feet as he sighs, the one good ear drops as he straightened up and shrugs "Well tis still..fairly good."But will his mood change?

Zeldove has been calm, focused as she listens to the chants, the cheers and why is one hare booing how dare they boo anyone.She just focuses on that last..target.So focused and and then a deep breath, a release of breath as she fires that last arrow very quickly after Zolomon fired off his last one...she also misses the last target, but it didn't land 5 feet in front like his did, it landed in the driftwood a couple feet behind it.She grins and looks over at Zolomon now for a reaction.

There is a pause of surprise as Zeldoves arrow flies beyond the last target. Even Felicity looks shocked. Then almost all of the watching hares start cheering, even the ones who had been wanting Zolomon to win. The only ones who look unhappy are the ones who had bet for Zeldove to lose. Felicity gets over her surprise quickly and walks over to Zeldove. She goes to hold up the other doe's paw and shouts, "The winnah!" Leaning close, she whispers, "Remembah, we're all one team. Don't rub in y'success or gloat." Turning to Zolomon, she adds, "Y'did well. Although if y'd stop boastin', y'd do bettah." Then, for all of the hares to hear, the Sargeant shouts, "Nah, then, since we're done 'ere, please go 'bout y'business in th'Mountain! Y'can congratulate Zeldove latah."

Zolomon jaw drops, longbow falls to the sand as he looks on in shock..did he just..lose? "W..W..WOT!" He still seems in shock and then straightens up and looks over at Zeldove, just sort of stares at her not saying anything yet, in fact he is fairly quiet.

Zeldove is surprised too and then jumps up and down "I won, I SOOOOOO..won"She smiles the biggest smile ever and grins as she is declared the winner and nods at the whisper.She grins at Zolomon and then frowns a little at his silence but stays where she is, no other words just yet.

The crowd disperses and heads back into the Mountain pretty fast. It IS cold out here, and Felicity is a bit famous for making Recruits and Privates who displease her do horrible exercises and take scary zrazy Dominik food down in the creepy caverns. Nobody is anxious to get on her bad side. The Sergeant gives the Corporal a steady look. "Y'can't win everythin', Zolomon. Zeldove won faih an' squahre. We're all paht o' th'same team, an' we need t'support each othah an' be willin' t'admit when somebeast 'as bettah skills at somehtin' than we do. That 'elps us work t'gethah bettah. Just like we don't rub in each othah's faces when we do somethin' really well."

Zolomon is listening to Felicity but his attention is mainly focused on Zeldove, he is still silent...is he mad?Is he sad?..his expression is sort of just..look straight ahead and think, he then extends a paw for Zeldove to shake, "Congrats Recruit Zeldove, your a very skilled archer lass"He offers a smile at her, "Your gonna be a heck of a Long Patrol hare, tis good to have you as part of the team"

Zeldove is worried at first, he is..after all a high ranking hare, well compared to her...then she sees the paw and smiles as she grips it and shakes it , "Thanks...Zolomon."She keeps the smile and gets closer to him "I tend to wake up early....so have a place for me to sit at breakfast and some of de best oatmeal with shrils of strawberries and some honey, some rolls and some of those hotcakes and a tall glass of greensap milk ready fer me...and your a good archer as well, maybe we can practice some archery together again?" She smirks and gives him a kiss on the cheek"Thanks for not being a sore loser...see you bright and early"And she walks off..hey he is supposed to help her for a week like carry things and get meals for her and and stuff like that.

Felicity relaxes as Zolomon starts talking, but at what Zeldove says the Sergeant has to struggle to not burst out laughing. It's not until the other doe kisses the Corporal on the cheek that the laugh dies in the Runner's throat. /OH/. She gets that unreadable expression on her face again as the Recruit walks off. She smiles, but it doesn't seem to reach her eyes. But it's impossible again to tell what she's thinking. "Well, y'do 'ave t'serve 'er f'r th'next week when neithah o' y'are on duty. Sounds like she's got a good start on that, wot!" She jogs down the beach, grabs the 2 arrows from the sand, and jogs back to the buck. "I'll send out a couple Privates out t'get th'targets 'ere in a bit. Don't f'rget y'bow, Zolomon. Let's get inside where 'tis wahrm." And she marches off to the entrance to Salamandastron, where the Privates who helped her set up the targets are waiting. After sending them out, she marches into the Mountain and disappears for a few hours to deal with her thoughts and emotions. She'll be seen again at dinner.

Zolomon nods "Oh yes..Longbow, it was me Grandfathers be bad to lose..that"He bends down and picks it up and lays a paw on his cheek, he then turns to watch Felicity head on inside but doesn't follow her, he stays out here and makes sure all the others helping get things taken down gets inside.

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Last two Blackrose Log!

The Blackrose is no more, where are our hares headed next?!

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Last two Blackrose Log!

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LOG:

The island was quiet and it did seem the slaves were gonna get lucky, but nothing is ever that easy.Freedom isn't just won by simply walking out, they were lucky enough to get this far. Out in the open area of the hidden cavern, two guards are still at the entrance to the cavern and have yet to know something has happen.Meanwhile inside the leader of the Blackrose has surrounded the escaped slaves as well as Elbio as she smirks "This will be enjoyable since it seems you want to fight, fine then..fight and die,all of you"

Elbio looks around, the small group of rabbits look to him as if to ask what now, some of the bravery they had is fading, but the clan leader seems to nod"It's our home feline scumbag, not yours"

Seemingly, out of nowhere, a slung rock suddenly ricochets in the direction of Kalypso's paw. "-We- got some words for ya, an' they sure as heck ain't gonna be our last ones. Well, actually it's just one word....EULALIAAAAAA!!!" With that, the small yet incredibly feisty hare known as Montgomery appears at the entrance, a grim expression upon his face as he whirls a sling in one of his paws. He lets the second stone fly, as he charges into the fray! "BLOOD N'VINEGAAAR!!!

Montgomery isn't alone. Is friend, one Corporal Adrian Swiftbuck comes into view behind him, brandishing his trusty rapier. "Blood'n'vinegaaaaah!"

Kalypso smirks and then suddenly there is two more hares as she hisses, just as she was about to end the life of a slave the rock hit her blade, she glares at the hares and smiles "Oh good...I was so hoping I wouldn't have to go far, now I can take off your heads, no worries I will make sure the badger gets them, gift wrapped!!"She goes to slice at Monty as he gets closer, the rest of the slavers, about 2 dozen look at each other and then get ready to charge.

Elbio smiles wide as he nods, the sight of more hares get the slaves more brave as they charge the slavers as well, seems both sides are fairly well even in numbers, though there is some more vermin inside who come out to see the noise and then join in on the fight as well.

Monty lifts his sling and attempts to wrap it around Kalypso's paw as he dodges to the side to try and avoid the slice of her blade. Giving the sling a hard jerk, he attempts to get Kalypso to drop her blade, also tugging her in close so she is nose to nose with the impudent young hare. He grins. "Y'sound so confident, cat. Kinda how th'marten sounded, two seconds before I lopped 'is head off at the neck..." He is definitely encouraged by the hare slaves who join in on the battle, and Adrian appearing also gives him a huge boost of confidence. "Take care of th'guards, Adj, I got this one..."

"Right-o, Mate." When the two bucks work in concert they're a force to be reckoned with. He advances on the guards, one of which looks visibly terrified, though he keeps his weapon raised. The other one isn't as easily rattled, but Adrian can't resist taunting them. "You look scared, mate... Why don' ya run away, back t' yahr momma?"

Kalypso glares and blocks the attack with her blade, "Your gonna die..I have killed a hare before..."She glances at Adrian, has she seen that hare before? She is not sure. Meanwhile the Blackrose slavers fight the slaves mostly, one slave dies but it seems the slaves have managed to end the life of about 5 rats and it has caused them to become braver in fighting the vermin.

Elbio grins "Ya two have de best timing!" He starts a fight with a fox and has gotten a lot better using his saber, he still has yet to find his longbow but he can worry about that later, heck he could make a whole new longbow if needed.

Monty gives a fearless laugh as Kalypso brags and seems so sure about their deaths. "Y'think that's the first time I ever heard that, cat?" he smirks. "Take a look at me. Y'see half my ear's missing? Y'wanna know -why-?" He tugs on his sling as Kalypso avoids getting her sword pulled away, and he takes a step back from her. He is lacking a real weapon aside from the sling, and so he drops it and lifts his paws. May as well go with what has always worked best. "Bloody toads, that's why. Y'ever have to deal with a whole horde o'the slimy things?" He steps in and aims a left hook at the cat, at the same time trying to avoid her counterattack. "You an' yer mangy crew aren't a drop in a bucket compared t'what I've had t'deal with in m'life..." The hare frowns, that look beginning to appear within his eyes. It's a look that Adrian has likely seen many times before. "Y'wanna threaten me? Y'wanna threaten these innocent beasts who just wanna go about their lives an' not be bothered by pieces o'garbage like you an' yer crew? Well...go right ahead. But don't say I didn't warn ye."

Let it not be said that Adrian didn't offer the scared rat some mercy. But when the scaredy-rat doesn't turn tail and run away, the hare proceeds to savagely cut him down, without a single blink. Two more fall under his blade, as he joins the fray of slaves fighting back for their freedom...

Kalypso backs up and starts laughing "What is this? A fist fight...the silly hare thinks he will win freedom from death in a ..fist fight. Oh..please"

Elbio pants as he keeps fighting, a line of blood forms on his arm and he about trips, barely avoiding a slice from the fox but he fights on! The fighting keeps going as the rabbits fight for the island that rightfully belongs to them! One of the two mice are dead but a dozen of the Blackrose beasts are also dead.There is still some to fight sadly but it seems the side of good i getting the upper paw.

Monty gives Kalypso a smirk as she taunts him. "...if you're so confident, cat, drop your sword, and we'll see who's the silly one, hmm?" He bounces on the fronts of his footpaws, paws still held up in a boxing stance. The look on his face is dead serious. "I know yer not about fair fights n'such, but...mebbe show a shred of dignity for th'first time in yer pathetic life...." He swings at the cat, his fist coming within inches of striking her. "C'mon...!" He knows Adrian is able to handle himself well, he's been in battles with his friend before.

Kalypso grins and drops the blade and sidesteps his swing and chuckles "This will be enjoyable, make you tired and then..."She does one of those kicks towards the chest! She also has claws out so she is fine with using her paws in a fight.But it's more a slice with claws than a punch to the face right now.

Adrian is rallying the woodlanders, who have definitely gained the upper paw. The vermin are overwhelmed. And with their leader preoccupied, in disarray. "C'mon, lads 'n' lasses! We've got 'em on th' ropes!"

Elbio blocks a swing from the fox and manages to slice at the fox's legs twice before rolling away and a rabbit ends up finish the fox, Elbio grins and nods as he stands and looks around. The vermin start to panic a little and a small group of 4 rats start to flee, but are stopped by some rabbits who are not gonna let the vermin leave, alive anyways as he makes a face, well then again he likely fight that hard too to get his home back too.

Monty gives a satisfied nod as Kalypso actually drops her weapon. He steps in and kicks it off to the side and out of the cat's range. He gives her a grin. "Hmmm, well whatta ya know. Just gotta letcha know though, y'just sealed yer fate, cat." His joking tone turns dead serious, and he takes that kick to his chest, only so he's able to get himself in closer. He ducks under the claw swipe to his face, and aims an uppercut at Kalypso's chin.

Adrian knows how good a boxer Monty is, so he just focuses on cleaning up the rest of the rabble. They are pathetically easy to deal with. He laughs with derision. "I've fought toads that were bettah organized th'n this, wot."

Kalypso is a lot more skilled than her helpers are, but may not be best at this no weapons, then again claws are weapons, she laughs as the hare falls and goes to kick him in the chest again and rake her claws over his face!

Elbio backs up and ducks a blade swing and stabs a weasel in the chest, he is getting a bit tired as he looks around, there is soon all but one weasel who looks around at his dead friends and gulps, backing away and quickly bolting towards the way out!

Monty had missed with the punch and ended up on the ground, and his paws lift and catch Kalypso's footpaw as it goes to kick him in the chest. This distraction allows the cat to rake her claws over his face, leaving a trail of bleeding clawmarks over his left eye. Shaking off the pain, he growls and shoves back against Kalypso as hard as he can to try and throw her off balance. He rolls himself back up to his footpaws, then charges at the cat full-bore, swinging his paws as he aims punches at the feline's head.

With no other vermin left to fight, and the slaves streaming out of the gate to chase down (and presumably murder) that fleeing weasel, Adrian turns to watch the brawl between feline and hare. Should he try and help? He knows Monty can handle himself, but she looks crazed and determined...

Kalypso slides and leaves one of those paths of mud and dirt as her ears go back and her fur brizzles, she goes to claw at him again when she almost trips and moves backwards.."Your..gonna die and ya friends can..watch!" She goes to leap at him, claws extended!

Elbio checks on the woodlanders who are not chasing the lone weasel, it likely won't get far and looks over at the Blackrose leader and Monty and frowns "Should we..do something?"

Monty does his best to take advantage of Kalypso losing her balance for that brief moment; he takes the claws over his other eye, though seems unfazed as he attempts to tackle the cat around her waist to try and bring her down to the ground. If he can manage to get her down and get himself on top of her, he could easily end the fight in the way he had generally ended fights previously. He is bleeding from matching claw marks over both his eyes, though he has a strong look of determination upon his face, and it is beginning to mix with a bit of crazy as well, a combination that is likely not good for his enemy. "Y'wanna play that way, do ya?" his voice rises. "DO YA? Well...I'm more than happy t'beat yer face in, in front of yer guards! Oh wait...WHAT guards?" he cackles, madly.

Adrian drops his rapier, in the moment. He can't stand by and do *nothing* Just as the cat starts to launch herself at his friend, Adrian has already brandished one of his hidden daggers, and he throws it at her back, with full force. If it hits, it won't likely kill her, at least not outright, but if Monty's counter-attack connects, and Kalypso gets thrown to the ground, the resulting force will most certainly drive the blade in fatally.

Kalypso kicks up and towards the hare at the same time the dagger hits her upper back, she gasps in surprise and falls onto her backside, she sees her blade and reaches out to grab it in her paw, if she can get that blade, she feels she can likely finish this foolish hare off once and for all! Though she is losing blood as the blade has sank into her shoulder blade when she tries to move,she tenses in pain a moment and starts to reach for the blade again and panic sets upon her face, she is bleeding a lot but the panic is from the fact, she can't move! The blade may not of killed her but it appears it parlayed her neck down.

Elbio watches as Monty seems to go, well insane and just keeps his distance, he looks over as the rabbits from the island return, they did lose some of their own but only 6 , and another is badly hurt but will live.The Blackrose had almost 3 dozen beast and...lost all of them.

Monty does not seem to realize just yet that Adrian had made a major assist with his thrown blade, the only thing he knows is that suddenly Kalypso is covered in blood, and unable to move. Taking advantage of his golden opportunity, the small hare tackles the cat to the ground, ending up on top of her chest in his favorite fighting position. Noting that look of panic upon her face, it only spurs the hare on, and he begins to swing his fists downwards at the feline, paws pounding into her face over and over again as the hare continues to cackle maniacally. "Look! Look at yerself, cat! LOOK!!! HAHA! I TOLD YOU! Didn't I tell you? But NO. Noooo, you didn't believe me, did you? You didn't think...a little hare like me...could best you....did you???" He grins, getting increasingly covered in blood. "EULALIAAAAAA!!!"

Adrian starts to go try and stop his friend. He *really* ought to stay back. Monty *could* potentially hurt him, but he has to take a chance. He wants info from the cat, before Monty beats her to death first. He would start to try and literally grab the other hare, to pull him off Kalypso by force.

Kalypso is unable to block, well anything so any blows are taken, she does try to bite his paw though and is losing a lot of blood and signs of life are starting to fade.

Elbio frowns as he watches, he backs up and speaks to the rabbits "It would seem...you..I guess have your home back now, it will need cleaned up some though, by..a lot"

Monty is fully prepared to end Kalypso's life, and is well on the way to doing so before Adrian manages to reach down and pull Monty off of her bleeding and bruised form. He swipes at the air as he finds himself being pulled back, his expression a mask of surprise and anger as he yells. "GAAAHH! Lemme go! LEMME GO, M'NOT DONE WITH HEEEERRRRR!!!" he growls, kicking at the air as he is tugged backwards and away. "LEMME GOOOOO!!!!" He does not move to strike at his friend, however, and he finally just collapses to the ground in a bloody and panting heap.

Adrian lets Monty collapse, but he says softly, "She's already dying... But I have to know..." And he closes the distance, getting right in Kalyso's battered face, her breathing increasingly ragged as she bleeds to death. "Oh no you don't," he snarls. He places his paw over the main wound, the one bleeding most profusely, and he presses hard, temporarily staunching the flow. She's mortally wounded, no way to survive, but Adrian isn't letting her go yet, not before she answers... "Ormaz. Did you know 'im? TELL ME, CAT. Or I'll make y' suffah worse before y' finally expire..."

Kalypso manages to speak, after a couple coughs and gasps.."Yes.....he took over mother's....group...I think he....killed her=coughs as hereyes flicker a little..she manages a chuckle"But...hee hee...I heard..he got you...hheee killed a ton of you stupid hares..be..before he and his horde was..killed. I learned that from..Hanzi...course I had to kill Hanzi..it was..fun"Her voice starts to get weaker now as she quiets a bit.But that cold smile is on her lips.

Elbio stays where he is and frowns, he has only heard some brief things of who ever Ormaz was and she spoke of Hanzi a bit.The rabbits just look around, their clan leader is alive, a broken arm but alive "We..thank you for freeing us..."Elbio smiles and nods "Your..welcome"

Monty is hearing every word that Kalypso is saying, even as he lies there exhausted on the ground a short distance away. Slowly, his head lifts, a look of complete and utter rage and death within his eyes. The blood from the scratches on his face drips down into his eyes, only making him look all the more fearsome as the hare slowly begins to push himself back up to his knees, then his feet. His head turns as he gives Adrian a look, almost pleading, that seems to beg him to just let him at the dying cat one more time. "...Adj..." he replies, softly at first. "Adj, lissen to her. Lissen what she's sayin'. Are y'gonna show mercy...t'someone like that? Someone...who took pleasure in seein' us get slaughtered...?" It seems the hare is goading his friend on, judging by the sadistic smirk upon his muzzle. "Adj...lissen to her. Just...lissen..." he almost hisses.

That's all he needed to hear. A look of complete and utter contempt and anger crosses his face. His friends that died that day. Monty doesn't need to egg him on that far. The Corporal pulls out his other dagger. "Wh'n y' get t' 'Ellsgates, tell Ormaz I said *Hello*." And with that he plunges the blade into Kalypso's chest, up to the handle, directly into her heart. "Say no more, Mont... Say no more."

Kalypso manages one last cold smile before death takes her swiftly to the dark forest, that cold smile forever frozen on her face.

Elbio watches and just is..silent, he looks at the cat and to his fellow hares.

Monty's expression reflects the hare's absolute delight in seeing his friend not hold back and actually follow through with things. "...I knew ya had it in ya, Adj..." he mutters, with a hoarse giggle. "I -knew- it. Enjoy yer time at the Hellgates, cat...say hello t'all yer friends, too." He then collapses back down to the ground, utterly exhausted and really beginning to feel those bleeding scratches upon his face.

Adrian watches as the life fades from Kalypso's eyes. Private Adrian would have felt horrified by his act of cold-blooded murder. He might have even felt sick. There is a difference between killing an armed assailant and completely defenceless beast. But now, in the moment? He feels a cold satisfaction. For once, he didn't pussyfoot around. "Y' were right, friend. I *do* 'ave it in me. An' I don't regret it." He gets up, pulling out the dagger and cleaning it off, then approaches his friend. "That looks bad, but yahr lucky she didn't take yahr eyes out..."

Elbio says, "Maybe we should...get off this island, get back to camp and check on the others, let them know that the evil beasts are gone now, we can rest and then go..go wherever it is we are heading next""

Monty lifts his head again, giving Adrian a grim smile. "An' y'damn well shouldn't, Adj. Save yer sympathy fer th'goodbeasts that died tryin' t'free these slaves. Don't waste a drop of it on that mangy, sad excuse fer a rug, over there." He groggily raises himself up to a sitting position, lifting a paw and touching it to his face. It comes away damp with blood, and he chuckles. "Well. Wouldja lookit that. M'bleedin'. Hey Adj, check it out...m'bleedin'." He gives his friend a huge grin, before the small hare slumps to the ground on his side and passes out.

Adrian goes to catch his friend, as the buck passes out. "Dammit, Mont!" He sighs, then looks for something to use as bandages. "Elbio, a little help here!"

Elbio nods as he goes to help, lucky one of those rabbits is a healer, the hares did help them after all, so they will tend to any wounds they have.

oz · Logs

Whom:

Zolomon- Corpial, Archer and Runner in the Long Patrol

Zeldove- Recruit in the Long Patrol, she is also a fighter and archer

Silverwing- Messenger and Fighter for Mossflower Defenders

some various spoofed recruit and Privates in the Long Patrol

LOG:

Zolomon is up early as he has a line of privates and recruits "Ok tis all about shoulder muscles, back muscles and upper arm muscles.And stance..."He makes sure a couple recruits are standing right and sighs and helps a private to better stand "Straight back...good chap, ok take aim and then release" Of course no one gets the center of a target but that's ok, on hare does get sort of close, least no one is placing arrows in foot paws.

Zeldove enters the archery range and watches off to the side as she walks over, takes a stance, pulls back as she takes careful aim, then releases the arrow as it sails into the center of a target as she grins.

Zolomon glaces over from the target to the hare maid and smiles "Nice aim, suppose luck lass."He nods to the others "Ok let's do this again..those targets, they are vermin and they want ta take ya down, you need to make sure they don't and we will practice and practice until we are improving at this, and then we will work on teamwork but first I want ta make sure ya can hit a target."He nods.."Stance...take aim...fire!!" And arrows fly, half do hit part of the target, one sails over and ends up in some barrel of water, it starts to leak slowly, one gets halfway to the center of a target."Better..."The Corporal states "Again!"

Zeldove snorts "Luck?..Luck?" She shakes her head "I will have ya know. I am one of de best archers.My Uncle taught me, self taught a little as well." She steps up and aims, she slowly pulls back and once it's in her line of sight she releases the arrow to fly and it lands beside her other arrow as she steps back"Careful aim and being calm it's also important sur"

Zolomon takes a deep breath and gets his own longbow and takes aim at the same target and pulls back.He releases after a short while and it hits one of her arrows breaking it as he lowers his longbow "Seasons of practice Zeldove."He turns to face her and smiles "And yes being calm is good, but can you remain calm in battle, or a fight to help others. A lot happens in the battle field"

Zeldove rolls her eyes, "Yeah yeah...I know..and whoa.."Ok she is impressed at his skills."And..I have showed..calmness sur, then again not like any major battle has happened in Mossflower since that siege just a small band of robber beast around the roads maybe.Just proof to not walk alone or travel when it's close to dusk and not too early when its pre dawn."She sighs "There was this mouse maid that was killed on the road, the vermin who did it died, not sure if the fox and weasels are like...well from the same group, could just be random vermin trying to rob travelers as this winter has been rather harder than most and cold weather and hard times tend to bring out the crazy or so my father would say"

Zolomon takes a deep breath, then manages to not get too moody at the eye roll, he looks to the privates and recruits "Wot? Keep practicing I didn't say stop"He gets some grumbles but they keep practicing and no one misses the target after a 2nd time, not no one gets the center but at least they hit the target.Meanwhile the Corporal nods to Zeldove"As I said, seasons of practice.I am glad things in Mossflower are not too bad right now.I hope things stay well, as if the Long Patrol is ever needed again I want a well working team, a team that works well together and when it comes to archers, they fire as one and are ready to fire at a moments notice and on command when needed.Also a team helps one another, good and bad times or if a fellow hare needs a little more help, I say its ok if another helps them a bit."

Zeldove folds her arms over her chest, she listens and nods "Teamwork is important...together we stand and divided we fall. Get along and be friends or least try to be friends."She watches the hares "I say a unit or two of archers would be jolly well good ta have sur, or some archers in each unit, as the sergeant said..a healer as well and he mentioned archers. I say have a runner and fighters too of course, and a messenger that of course knows fighter skills"

Zolomon smiles at the hare maid "Xandy would say that, together we are stronger than when we are apart, speaking of Xandy, how is he?" He looks at the practicing archers and also knows the importance of taking breaks as arms and shoulders get sore after a while "Ok everyone go have breakfast and report back afterwards"He gets some cheers, a couple quiet grumbles as shoulders are rubbed and one private seems to want to stay and sighs sadly as they head to breakfast.

Zeldove asks, "Xander?" She asks, and chuckles at the nick name, she then clears her throat "He is.." A long Pause "Doing better than he was a few weeks ago, achally a fair good bit better but, ya know..Ewan dying sort of made him somewhat..depressed again, I mentioned it ta his Lordship as Xander had mentioned how he promised to watch over Ewan so he sort of feels like he failed Ciocan, Ciocan said he failed no one, it was not Xander's fault as he can't be everywhere and 24/7..just like Ciocan couldn't be everywhere his hares were during the siege...and then.."She clears her throat, not gonna mention how there was some crying for a few moments before the report ended."Anyways he is gonna send him a letter, which reminds me you want to send a letter that Silverwing leaves to head back today, good thing on air travel and the fact she is an eagle...2-3 days, not weeks of travel."

Zolomon frowns, he nods "Yes..travel to get here or back to the abbey depends on what use..walking is 4-5 weeks, maybe 6 weeks depending on the path chosen, river travel is like 1 1/2 ta 2 weeks travel, never did ask a bird how long it took,one good thing of birds they can get messages places fairly quickly, though sending help if was ever determined needed would take bit longer..planing and then getting thar."He goes to lead her off to the side where some benches are "So..wot happen ta make Xandy...depressed, nothing too major I hope"

Zeldove sits beside Zolomon. "Some group of vermin who are gone now, survivors sort of..left the area unless a couple things that's happened is from some staying behind, but Xander like killed 15 or so, little over half of this vermin group..cause the vermin killed an otter named Hawkeye, and.."Her ears flatten "And a badger cub named Northstar, in front of him...Xander almost died himself and for a few weeks was a bit...make that seriously not himself but something helped snap him out of it..that and I think possible head injury was just slowly getting better, I mean there was some memory lost supposedly, but he has mentioned most of that is back and I guess every so often some smaller thing is remembered."

Zolomon frowns more and more so "My..poor friend...."He so much wants to take a trip to Mossflower but he knows he can't, "Yeah...I think I will write to Xander..also.."He is quiet and then speaks"I am glad he got better, wot happened to snap him back to his senses..Krisha?"

Zeldove notes the lack of nick name given but replies "He..was angry one day and it was an accident and a really bad one but he pushed the Abbot away and they were on the steps leading to the wall tops..the Abbot fell and broke his arm, got knocked out and Xander thought he killed him, he disappeared for a couple weeks till the Champion and the few Defenders left found him again, the Abbot is recovered now or mostly recovered and he forgave Xander. Krisha likely helped Xander also"

Zolomon eyes widen at the news but he listens closely and when Zeldove is done he nods, "Sounds like I have a lot. If I could I would visit but being Corporal, and still getting use to the rank, I have less free time and fer sure not THAT kind of free time. I am glad we are still friends after all this time"He then grins and chuckles "I wonder wot he would think of my new Long Patrol rank or some of the things that has happened 'ere"

Zeldove smiles "I would say he be proud of ya rank sur and wot's happen here that is of interest as its likely important to know correct?"

Zolomon hmms "Well only thing to think of is the past fight with the toads.."He frowns, one good ear droops, "And why to avoid the caverns or least not be alone..thar is a large hare named Dominik and the toads sort of...well Dominik is a bit..a lot not himself, not that he would hurt anyone but may be wise to keep your distance for now, de only one that can get close to him is Sargent Felicity and oddly he will let dibbuns close to him but others have to be extra careful, we are hoping he gets back to himself or as close to himself as he can get"

Zeldove nods, "It's ok sur..I will just be careful and who knows maybe he will get better, there is always hope right? Ya just got to believe in hope and let those who can better talk to him, talk to him."

Zolomon nods "Right.."He sighs as he forgot about breakfast, oh well...he will get back to some archery training and then get a late meal in.

(A COUPLE HOURS LATER ON THE BEACH)

Zeldove shoulders and back were sore, but some relaxing would help later as she looked out over the sea and speaks quietly "I wonder how far the water goes, ya think forever?"

Zolomon shrugs as he has finished a letter and looks around for Silverwing. He watches her as he speaks "I didn't mean to seem to over train, just want to make sure archery practice is done, and those exercises with arms and shoulders will help too.A lot needs to work on stance, I plan to bring them out here too, work on distance."

The wait is not too long as the eagle flies over, and wow she must have been practicing landing as it's still not perfect but she didn't land on her face.She perns a wing and nods to the hares "I am herefast now hare friends..wot letters have for Silverwing?"

Zeldove steps forwards "One from me to let them know I got here ok, and a couple from Lord Ciocan..to the Abbot and one for Xander as well."

Zolomon smiles at the eagle "Long time no see thar Silverwing me friend.."He chuckles and hands off a letter "To Xandy."He hmmms "Have him read mine first"

Silverwing nods "Will do for friendbeasts" The letters go into a pouch as she motions with her wing "Back back, step back..I fly!" And fly she does, they best be out of her way! She gets airborne, circles and then heads in the direction of Mossflower and the Abbey.

Zeldove gasps and ducks to avoid a wing and stays still before looking up "Tis a good thing she is on our side, I would hate to be an enemy of a bally eagle"

Zolomon watches the eagle head off and then looks to Zeldove "So..that's taken care of, tis too bad I can't see Xander's reaction to me getting promoted, but that's fine."

Zeldove shrugs, she grins "Likely a surprised gasp, then who knows.Ya know I was told your clumsy, you don't seem that way sur. Your an excellent archer and seem good with balance and posture and such"

Zolomon smirks, "Of course I am de best Archer around..here or Mossflower. Also one of two fastest hares in the Long Patrol.."He walks a few feet and of course would find the buried old beer bottle under the sand as he falls on his face onto the sand.He spits out sand and grumbles to himself.

Zeldove chuckles and offers a paw to help him up, or course he could grumble more and refuses help but it's offered "I saw nothing sur, ya have such grace today"

Zolomon takes the offered help and nods "Thanks lass...and yeah careful of the random hidden things under the sand" He dusts off and speaks "There is gonna be some runner drills, it's good for non runners also and well recruits do all things and pick a place ta stay.Its good for anyone to know how to fight and run on sand, as well as uneven areas of land.Like I do run faster on ground that's not sand but still fast on sand as well, so wot are ya gonna be once past recruit?"

Zeldove says, "I am thinking fighter as I was an archer and fighter in Mossflower Defenders so why not here.I do know some basic first aid and will get a refresher course soon, all should know basic first aid""

Zolomon says, "Agreed...even abbey beasts know basic first aid its important after all, it can save a life if ever somewhere in the middle of nowhere and that could happen sometimes"

Zeldove nods "Let's hope that isn't something that happens very often, why would one be in the middle of nowhere anyways?"

Zolomon says, "They have training exercises once in a while to see if one can survive in the woods, or recently swamps..usually thar is not an attack, it's more see how well use Rations and maybe team A..tries to ambush team B with blunt weapons. But on real missions, like the one where a large group went to help the abbey..thar is Rations to deal with, maybe land you have not seen, usually there is a time limit, travel in all sorts of weather from rain and snow, to hot or cold weather, always be alert also, tis important"

Zeldove asks, "Well my guess is not one any time soon, correct?"

Zolomon shakes his head "Not soon no, but likely will have one again..somewhere just not sure where and whom would be in charge."He finishes dusting off "Anyways ..inside?"

Zeldove nods "Inside is good Zolomon." She will let him lead the way inside and maybe, if she is allowed, a short nap before anything else today.

Zolomon leads the way back inside and goes to fill out paperwork he needs to tend to, yeah no nap for this hare this afternoon.

oz · Redwall Abbey

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Dear Friends,
The Mid-winter Snow Badger event was fun, enjoyable and all loved it. This year Xander helped our Badger mother, Mother Krisha. Along with Xander were a couple hares, Ewan and Zeldove, who dressed up as they called them, as snow hares. There were cookies and hot cider, even some milk to be had. Small gifts were given and even some light snow fell outside.
Abbot Benar has mostly recovered and is back to his duties now, to which everyone is glad...none more than Mother Krisha whom had temporary took over his duties as well as her own, she is now just back to during her Badger Mother duties.
The winter this year has still been fairly cold, I will be glad once Spring is here but it’s still a good ways off. The cold has brought more visitors to stay at the abbey with us, then we always like guest. A squirrel family has joined us..Ping and his wife Milly and small infant son Joey will now live at the abbey.

I sadly have to place here more sad news. Our Residential Long Patrol Hare Ewan...is dead. He died defending a group of woodlanders against a fox and two weasels.He won but sadly died of his injuries. The hare maid Zeldove has decided to take the news to the Long Patrol and will join the Long Patrol as a way to honor Ewan memory.
Private Ewan Benjamin Delaney Tanner Mosswell Jahveri will be missed by many. He was buried in Redwall Abbey by the memorial for the Long Patrol that was placed down during the siege of Ormaz.

In other news the abbey is doing well, our stocks of food are still very good and a quick check on our friends..Ferravale as well as our Shrew Friends are doing very well. Which brings up some good news and I am always happy to share good news as good news is always needed after shareing bad news…

Guosim Log-A-Log has married the shrew Lyra. They are happy and working together to make the Guosim great.

That is all for now my friends, I am off to bed.
Signed
Brother Gorvenalus-Recorder of Redwall Abbey
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Happy New Year to You as well!

I hope people do make some shrews, hares and even squirrel to join the groups . Could be neat to see the Gawtribe around again.

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