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oz · Logs

WHO:

Zolomon- Private first class,archer, runner in the LOng Patrol

Cera- Healer, Private in the Long Patrol

Ciocan-Badger Lord

A small group of spooofed hares...

Log:

Zolomon had some time off and so came up here to relax and get an ale,maybe get in a game of cards.

Cera sat in a corner doing some paper work and sighed, she had yet to see her major, who was it...oh yeah Varus,she had a mead and siped it every so often rubes a sore shoulder from training, she has to get use to this again

Ciocan walks in, he comes here sometimes when he really needs a drink and watching recruits...seemingly fail at the drill course made him grumpy, one hare ended up shooting another in the butt with an arrow, the same archer shot another hare in the paw, and was dismissed early to think on their actions. The badger gets an ale and sits the mug down a little roughly and snorts...

Zolomon watches Ciocan come into the room and quickly decides to leave him alone.A sip of ale and a little munch of some sort of veggie chips on the table.

Cera would wave but that seems like a bad idea right now and her paper work on infirmary supplies could wait for now, she looks over it again

Ciocan shakes his head "About ready to...."He snorts and takes a long sip of ale and goes to sit the mug down,misjudges where he sits it and oh course it falls and breaks as he sighs and goes to pick up the mug bits, only to stop half way through and hold his paw, a deep breath ...a mutter and the other bits of broken mug are forgotten for the time being, it can be cleaned up here soon.

Zolomon glaces over and frowns, his good ear down "Umm....Lord C..ya ok?" He stays seated though and doesn't wander over to the badger, if the badger is having a bad day he might likely hand out extra training time.

Cera glaces up and studies him, papers folded she stands and walks over "Your Lordship....did you require some aid?" She looks at the broken bits of mug, she frowns at a recruit who decides yes they will volunteer to clean that up right away...where is the broom or there it is and the dust pan too!

Ciocan looks at his paw, some drops of blood as he snorts again.Its not a bad cut but the upper part of the palm of his paw did get cut by the mug pieces "I am fine."He raises an eyebrow to the recruit who picks up and cleans up the broken mug

Zolomon watches curious now, he starts to say something and then just stays quiet.

Cera frowns "Your bleeding, and ...your palm is cut...yeah its not so horrible battle wound or something but its a cut none the less that needs cleaned, looked at and bandaged...some herbs to prevent infection and you know simple stuff so let me look at it sur"

Ciocan looks at his paw, a few drops of blood fall, it likely may need 1 small stitch but he just shakes his head "I will be fine but thank you fer ya concern private"

Cera goes to block his path, the recruit has the mug cleaned up and looks over, backing up just a little. Cera clears her throat "It could still get infected and could have slithers of glass still in it, its possible as I seen it happen to beasts in bar fights before and my mother once cut a finger and had a slither of glass in her paw...it swelled a little and ours could...I have a healers kit with me at all times"She shows it "Always be ready"

Ciocan snorts "I do not need a healer for a small cut from a mug" He might have a slither or two of glass in the paw too thanks to the stupid mug being broke.

Zolomon watches and frowns, a couple hares that came in stop and stare and seem to debate on waiting till later to enter.

Cera taps a footpaw, yes she is brave or an idiot "you will set your self down...and LET me look at the paw....pr just forget it and it like gets all swollen and infected and falls off or something...yep that be FUN...and exciting...."She frowns"A small cut can ...."But she quiets and stands her ground, looks up..up..oh up at the badger, he could so so just move her out of the way and yeah she knows that.

Ciocan snorts but finally sits and holds out the paw.Its still bleeding from the cut and yeah there is a couple small slivers of glass right beside the cut, luckly not too far into the skin.He is not having the best day.

Zolomon eyes widen, did the hare maid just command the Badger Lord to sit...and wait he did? Ok thats....interesting as he sits back down and just watches, a couple others just go back to their ale.

Cera sighs and sits to tend to the paw, a little cleaning and gets a small needle, "This may...hurt a little but need to use this to get out the two slithers of glass mug"She goes pour strong ale over the needle and goes to work the slithers of glass out quietly, she will then use more ale to clean the cut, looks at it and does a small stitch and digs around for some herbs to prevent infection and swelling.

Ciocan snorts a little and mutters under his breath when the glass is gotten out and mutters again slightly when the cut is sew, one stitch ok still painful.He watches her and speaks "Sorry....I have had a bad day"

Cera nods "We all have bad days sur....."She applys the herbs and bandages the paw "I can check it again tomorrow....basically once a day and your need to...be careful using it so the bandage stays in place and...you know it heals better, should be just 3-4 days sur....lot better than other times you seen a healer I am sure"

Ciocan examines the bandage in his paw and nods, a soft chuckle "Yes...oddly still..painful" He has had worse, a lot worse...near death worse in fact, he nods to the hare maid "Thank you"

Zolomon is still surprised the hare maid was able to get him to sit down

Cera nods "Your welcome sur ..its just I had a uncle who had a small cut on their foot, decided it was fine...week later they lost their foot...and leg to the knee cause of infection from a small cut...they had cut them selves while on a broken ale bottle "

Ciocan nods and smiles "Your make a good healer....in fact you already are a good healer. A healer who cares and sounds knowledgeable, both good quiaitys for a healer..a little grumpiness from a healer is needed sometimes"

Cera smiles and hugs him "Thank you...sur....I try my best and try to learn more and more where I can..books....watching other healers...my mother was a healer"

Ciocan gives her a gentle hug of his own and stands, "I think I may go to bed a couple hours early tonight"He then heads to his room and indeed does go to sleep a little early.

oz · RP Chat

Then just do what Lutea had planed for you guys then....you can even do that here soon maybe

I will still run a certain slaver group thing, BUT thats after they leave southsward and head more towards southeastern mossflower area of the map.

oz · RP Chat

This should be fun.

I might have gorvenalus help with holding ropes maybe, if he is in the area or have Patch show up to be annoying

oz · RP Chat

I have no clue if the run into slavers will happen or not now...as seems the path they were taking was changed and no clue if there is a plan for them to go anywhere in Mossflower or if they are going to explore the seas or what.

I might still spoof bandits.....maybe. I don't know I am gonna just hold off till its figured out what is going on and where for sure they are..ect ect

oz · RP Chat

Feel better soon

oz · RP Chat

Friday works for bandits to show up...sounds fun

Also I have a couple things planed for this Tenderfoot adventure..BUT both are after they have what ever dventure in Southsward and are heading towards....if look at map like south east area of Mossflower...Thats where..we will just say a familar face might show up or least a familar tatoo ...and one other planed role play is when they are around some cherry groove thats in northern Mosflower or maybe its in northern woods...its somewhere...but as said both are not right away...the cheery groove one being a while away in fact more than likely...the southeastern one is very shortly after Southsward most likely or...fairly soon after they get out of that area.

BUT before that there is Bandits and what ever else...and Southsward adventure..adventures?.....

As for friday I can have a bandit group show up and they may or may not have a mouse captive who knows...ambushes in the middle of the night is always fun:P

oz · Logs

WHO:

Zolomon- Runner/Archer and Private First Class in LP

Cera- Healer and Private in LP

LOG:

Cera is sitting at one of the booths, a mug of ale in her paw as she drinks it and just stares at the table mostly, or the floor. She has yet to get her uniform, maybe tomorrow..she isn't sure yet, or the next day.She has on normal clothing right now.

Zolomon walks in and goes to get an ale for himself when he notices Cera and walks over "Hallo lass. you..doing ok?"

Cera looks up and frowns , a shrug "I..I am doing fairly well supposed to be back to duty, least somewot tomorrow or next day..I think..got info on what major ta report to least"

Zolomon nods "Well thar is Major V and Major J...though Major V is...umm...grumpy old hare though not nearly as grumpy at Pete..hee hee old Pete real grumpy but he is retired and like on sentry watch a lot..stays here cause he like has no family"

Cera says, "I think..Major Varus..is the one I am ta report too..I domt remember the name then again not like I knew a lot of hares just the ones in my old unit and...they all died"

Zolomon frowns "Yeah...de siege was..was really bad...Oh I am Zolomon by de way"He grins.

Cera listens and hmmms " You were thar ..during the siege "Her ears flatten a little.

Zolomon nods "I joined up after me and my best buddy came to the Long Patrol for..the help, joined on de way back ta the abbey"

Cera listens "Wait....your the hare that...that told his Lordship to -Bring it on- when he talked about basic training."The things one remembers but hey so MANY talked about the crazy hare who said such a thing and who likely wished they didn't, and she chuckles, she can't help it."Oh..my..."

Zolomon frowns, his one ear droops.."Uhhhh"A small chuckle "Yeah..it..ya know Basic training but yeah its FAR from basic, I know now and I got de worse and hardest..."He frowns now "Sargent that...drill Sargent that trained me...but I survived..and anyways I am a Private First Class now lass"

Cera smirks "Thats how ya learn...trying to remember the name...wasn't in my unit, were ya even in one at the time?'

Zolomon frowns as he downs his ale "Sargent Tarsa, she..she was killed by a vermin..a small few that were in a group called Blackrose had like left before de siege got..bad and, well showed up on the shores of all places.We took them all out but not before they slain..Tarsa and a couple privates and one Recruit...a Hanzi sort of..went insane and had joined them...he like died too though." Seems they lost 3 others..maybe 4 if count Hanzi after the siege in Mossflower.

Cera frowns as she listens "She..died?" She looks at the floor "I'm...sorry I brought it up...I bet the news when it got here was like...not taken well I mean clearly seeing so few back they had ta..wonder..."She closes her eyes, happy thoughts happy thoughts and no bad flashbacks...her eyes open and she finishes her ale and gets a new one.

Zolomon frowns "Maybe...no more ale...for either of us and they found out a bout...two weeks before they got 'ere...I am....well at time the fastest hare they had...got de news here in like a week and...passed out in de infirm for 2 days and yeah...shock and horror and..lot of things."

Cera sighs yeah no more ale is good "That...had to be sort of scary and brave and..trieing all at the same time to get back here and ...give the news."

Zolomon says, "It was like 3-4 scrolls from his Lordship..haded them off ta Q and....then must of passed out, think he blooming caught me and I woke like couple days later in de infirm, legs were sore for like a week..blisters on me foot paws but..well didn't rest much when should of but I knew de news was important and I am still de fastest hare...here..well thar is one just as fast s me..sort of a tie dot ya know"

Cera Nods and smiles "So fastest hare huh or ...a tie ya said?"

Zolomon smiles now "Felicity....me and her be de fastest hare of the western shores..she is also the most beautiful hare in all the western shores, the kindest hare maid...also"He smiles "Easy ta talk to, a good friend...she's great"

Cera smiles "A friend.....like girlfriend?"

Zolomon smiles "Well she is a girl and...she is a friend and..."He blushes a little and chuckles "I mean umm...anyways tis late and I should get sleep cause training and all and last time I was late for training I serious regretted it" He waves and heads to bed, been a long day.

oz · Logs

Who:

Gorvenalus- Recorder of Redwall Abbey

Matilda-Champion of Redwall Abbey

Ewan-Redwall Residential LP Hare and Fighter/Private in Long Patrol

Spoofed Squirrelmaid and Spoofed squirrel Dibbun

LOG:

Ewan was rarely out too late but he had promised to grab a couple things on a list while he was at the market getting a couple things he wanted, lucky he found the candied walnuts he liked and a couple rare spices at the market for the abbey kitchens and was on his way back.

It might be best to hurry up too as some clouds have worsened and grown dark now and thunder sounds and lightning strikes close by the hare, not too close but close enough but it luckily does not damage anything

Ewan gasps and a frown forms as he adjusts his pack and quickened his pace, a storm is something he surely does not need right now.

And it starts pouring after another thunderbolt and as it to make matters worse..there is two weasels in the road who wait and when the hare is close jump to either side of him.

“Ok bunny just had over anything valuable”

“Just drop de pack and go away..have a swell day and all that”

Ewan looks between them and frowns”I rather not fight..fighting is bad..so you two should find a new hobby”

The weasels look shocked and just look to one another and one chuckles “A new hobby he says Moe..”

“Yeah Scartail, hee hee…..but we likes ta rob passbyes tis fun and we gets free stuff.”

The rain is still pouring and there is still thunder and lightning in the sky.

Ewan sighs and draws his saber but he doesn't swing it yet, he rather not unless he has to.

The two weasels grin and then draw their own blades and attack the hare.

Ewan is no push over or easy target as he sidesteps and slices at one weasel’s shoulder and goes to trip the other one with his footpaw.

One weasel, Moe screams in pain when the saber cuts into his shoulder.

Scartail is tripped and rolls into the nearby ditch...leaving just Moe who gulps and runs into the grasslands...well that was easy.

Ewan sighs and puts away the saber, a frown forms and he goes to get the rest of the way to the abbey.

Then as if to make the night worse..there is a cry for help coming from a tree, it’s a small squirrel dibbun that sees Ewan and rushges down to pull on his pants leg “mama needs help...Mama need help..” He will clearly led him to where Mama is.

Ewan of course follows, rain or no rain a beat needs help.

The dibbun leads him to a hurt squirrel maid, she is still alive and unconscious, likely a broken arm and some cuts to her legs, otherwise she is ok but needs a healer. The walk was up a slight grassy hill.

Ewan frowns and nods, he goes to gently pick her up and nods, “We can get her to the abbey down the hill...let's go.”

The dibbun nods and rushes towards the brick building, as one can see the road and the abbey from here..it's a little slippery though.

Ewan frowns and tries to walk carefully and his footpaws hits a slick spot, he holds the squirrel close and yeps as he tumbles and rolls, and somehow manages to keep the squirrel’s mother safe and sort of shielded , one yelp of pain as his foot slams into a tree stump and the same footpaw also hit whatever hole by where he slide down, what fun!...NOT!

The dibbun eyes widen, he got out of the way and then ran, slide himself and bumped into Ewan and...giggled, he giggles ...”Gain...gain…”

“No..gain...my footpaw….”Ewan frowns as he can not stand and pain just shoots up to his knee as he frowns, he checks on the squirrelmaid

The squirrel maid is ok, lucky but she is a bit more awake now and groans, she frowns a little..”PJ…”

PJ must be the dibbun cause he goes to her about the same time.

Ewan frowns “I..can’t stand, my footpaw..might be broken..”

Seems the hare has more luck after a few moments as a familiar voice”Ewan...are you ok?” Its Matilda to the rescue. As she shines a landread at him, a couple otters are here and a couple mice from the abbey…

Gorvenalus is also here and steps forwards “I can tend to Ewan...back at the abbey, Matilda can you get the squirrel maid and someone get the dibbun please”

Ewan frowns “Brother Gorvenlus. So happy ta blooming see ya...think my footpaw is broken” Its clearly seriously swollen and bruised as is his knee.
The squirrel maid smiles “My...my name is Kate and this is PJ my son…”

Matilda smiles and nods, she will make sure they all get to the abbey safe and sound.

Gorvenalus nods and lifts the hare up “Lets get your footpaw tended to by Angela and she can check on our guests as well...let's get on back inside the abbey...get dried off, get a hot meal and some injuries tended to and then some nice sleep”

They all get to the abbey, get checked on by a healer and have a late dinner, and of course...needed sleep.

oz · RP Chat

I will be on as said can spoof a small group of bandits for ya guys

oz · RP Chat

Bandits!!!!!!

I could spoof some bandits

oz · Logs

WHO:

Zolomon-Private First Class,Runner and Archer in LP

Felicity-Corporal and Runner in LP

Cera-Private and Healer in LP

Ciocan-Badger Lord

LOG:

Cera had traveled a week and a half, thanked the otter and headed to the mountain, only to turn around and spend a couple days in Halyard to think, just think she told herself and finally decided to just go already to the mountain, it would be fine she told herself.She keep the hood up on her cloak, least for now.

Zolomon had just got done helping train some archers and no one misfired a arrow today, he was glad as they did fairly well"Well they are improving at least."

Ciocan nods, his attention is on the cloaked figure as he listens to Zolmon speak.

Felicity rolls her eyes. "Yeah, by inches and crawls." She's been in a foul mood since yesterday, when one of the sling shooters she had been training shot her with a turnip (she wasn't allowing them to use rocks for just that reason). "They'll prob'ly shoot a gull on accident next time," she mutters gloomily under her breath, also watching the cloaked figure.

Cera kicks some sand and mutters till she looks up and slows a little, maybe a couple steps back as she hides a frown, so unsure of staying and the fact she normally pays attention to where she walks, she was not this time.She starts to say something and decides to just not speak for now.

Zolomon chuckles, "But one sea gulll can become 3...or 5...or 7, its really odd too tis like all just one blooming gull and suddenly out pf no where thar is more" He has yet to turn around and see what they are looking at.

Ciocan keeps focused on the cloaked figure and decides to walk towards them. Alert as always he studys them a moment as he looks down at them, his deep voice then sounds "Greetings...were you looking for someone or just a walk on de beach?"

Felicity scowls, touching the bruise on her forehead. That turnip was surprisingly hard. "Yeah, so we don't want t'shoot one o' their comrades...oh, nevah mind." Even though she's not in the best of moods, she just stands back and lets the Badger Lord handle the stranger. The Runners are close enough to be backup if he needs it.

Cera looks at the sand in front of her and slowly up and..UP at the badger. of all the ones to run into first why the badger himself? "I....I was..."She frowns, she didn't have a plan on how to explain where she been, she grows quiet and then suddenly, not caring for his reaction, she goes to sob into his tunic.

Zolomon frowns and spins around he had missed the cloaked figure and then frowns at the..reaction, "Ummm....k..."He looks at Felicity a little confused and shrugs, then back to Ciocan and the cloaked beast just unsure how to handle this, this is...new.

Ciocan is surprised but he doesn't back off or try to move the beast.An eyebrow is arched as he stays calm and a gentle arm wraps around the beast.The voice he is not sure he knows, not one to memorized tons of voices, perhaps a face to the cloaked figure would help as he lets them cry and clears his throat "Who...are you?"

Felicity watches, then leans over to her fellow Runner and says, "I'm not sure I know who that is. Do you recognize 'er?" She keeps watching carefully -- ever since that thing with Hansi, she's become wary of hares she doesn't know very well.

Cera is a bit busy crying and tenses up as she was not expecting an arm around her, she manages to calm enough as she sniffs and steps back a little to take off the cloak, she has a bad scar going across her face, and one on her cheek as well. She likely needs a new uniform but that can be taken care of later, "Private Cera Dove Collins...sur" She remembers how to salute and does so now. She is a healer hare.

Zolomon stays where he is and tilts his head, not like he got to know every hare that came with the group, yes he got to know some of the ones who survived and came home.He stays where he is as least its not a threat or least seems like not a threat.

Ciocan listens as the name is given and his eyes widen.He studies her a long moment, "At....at ease."He tries to form words but its failing him, a hare thought dead is alive in front of him, a hare that was not found and he had search teams look during the few days he stayed at the abbey. He goes to give Cera a gentle hug, "How..in the seasons?"

Felicity raises an eyebrow. She has read the list of dead and missing hares many times, and so she actually recognizes the other haremaid's name. "May'ap she got lost? With an injury like that, it prob'ly took 'er a while to 'eal enough t'do much o' anythin', actually."

Cera again tenses a little and then relaxes and speaks after a short while "Some beast...saved me, and...injuries. I couldn't walk fer a while and finally could, went to the abbey to...to learn the nightmare was far, far worse than had thought before..so many names lost and..I seen Ewan, he said the ones who lived went home, I..I wanted to, to go home...weather welcomed back or ...not"

Zolomon blinks, he starts to speak but is unsure so he doesn't yet as one shouldn't interrupt the Badger Lord after all.

Ciocan says, "Why would you not be welcomed...of course you are welcome back. Welcomed...home.You can find Major Varus or Major Jinora later to see on wot unit you can be placed in, but for now you are home and I welcome you home"

Cera sniffs and just nods, finally speaking again "I am glad to be home sur"

Felicity rubs the bruise on her forehead as she watches this exchange. "We always welcome 'ome those who are truly loyal, lassie. 'Tisn't like y'deserted, wot! Cera, was it? I'm Felicity. Don't mind me, just got beaned on the noggin yestahday by a slung turnip. I'll be okay." She smiles.

Zolomon offers a smile "Course ya welcome, tis good ta have you back then."He knows the uniforms as he looks at her "Your a healer right?"

Ciocan listens and nods "Lets get inside, it is dinner time soon. It is good to have you return Private Cera, healers we are sadly so so very low on, but no need to jump right back into working...a couple days to rest first"

Felicity looks out to sea. "Aye, we could really use more 'Ealehrs. Most o' the youngah 'ares seem t'think that war is glorious, an' the only way t'do anythin' o' value is t'be a Fightah or a Runnah. Don't realize th' 'Ealehrs are th'ones who literally keep us ogin'."

Cera nods "Yes a healer"A small smile, "I...am glad to be home and dinner will be good"

Zolomon nods, a quick look around and he can lead the way inside"Dinner is always good, any meal is good"

Ciocan chuckes a little and goes to follow his hares inside.

Felicity smiles wryly. "The food 'ere will navah be as good as at Redwall. I'll fight y'ovah that, wot!" She also heads inside, quietly hoping for seafood soup...

Cera smiles "Redwall food is good"She is in a good mood, she is home and was indeed welcomed home. She looks around as they enter the montain, it had been much to long since she has been here.

Zolomon grins " grew up around Redwall, tis awsome thar...and yeah here too course, me best buddy lives in Mossflower in fact...hmmms wonder how he is"

Ciocan says, "I am sure all is well in Mossflower. I will likely get a report soon as Ewan is fairly good at sending one before Autumn is over"

Felicity scowls again. "I'll be right back." She heads off to the Infirmary, then returns with a wet cloth she's holding to her bruise. "That 'are will be a good slingah once 'e figures out 'ow to aim straight," she mutters as she rejoins the little group.

Cera finds a quiet place to sit, after getting some food of course and something to drink.

Zolomon smiles, he gets some buns. pie,salad, and some soup and a mug of ale before sitting down.

Ciocan smiles, he just gets a plate of 2-3 items and a couple slices of pie on another plate, a recruit offers to carry him something to drink as he excuses himself "I need to speak with the recorder so I will see you later"

Felicity gets some salad, soup, pie, rolls, and tea. After stopping and chatting with a Dibbun Caretaker, she joins Zolomon and Cera. Sitting down, she takes her rag off her bruise and starts digging into her dinner.

Cera watxches the Badger Lord head off and sighs, she has been quiet and avoiding most beasts as she sits at the end of a table, a couple whsper about her, maybe curious as to who she is.

Zolomon smiles "Tis great huh Fel...a hare returning after being missing...tis great news and we needed good news"

Felicity glances up at Zolomon, then glances at Cera, swallows her mouthfull of food, and smiles. "Oh, aye. 'Tis always good when missin' beasts are found. I'm 'appy you're back, love," she adds, going to pat the other haremaid's paw before digging back into her substantial pile of food.

Cera nods, a frown now though as she feels tears come and quickly wipes them away, "I..."She stands leaving half her food "I'm sorry..excuse me"She walks off and out of the dinning hall, its not clear where she is going though, she just left.

Zolomon watchs her head out and frowns, a smalll sip of his ale as he speaks "Think she be ok?" He has decided to not go following the haremaid, he just stays where he is sitting.

Felicity's ears droop as she watches the other haremaid leave. "I....I 'onestly don't know. This is probably pretty shockin', y'know? She was pretty badly 'urt, an' now she just got thrown back inta Mountain life with all th'othah 'ares starin' at 'er and whisperin'. I 'ope she'll be alright...."

Zolomon frowns, he nods "Guess...time..the hares that survived went though a....lot I know..I mean I almost died me self, saved by a friend of mine..a monitor lizard and yeah he is good and a vegetarian"

Felicity nods. "Aye, just give 'er time." She bursts out laughing at his statement about his lizard friend. "I'm....I'm sorry...I just wasn't expectin' that, is all. I didn't know they could live without meat! 'Ow interestin'...whot you lookin' at?" She glares at some gossipy hares, who quiet down and return back to their food.

Zolomon shrugs "His name is Ferro...me and Xandy saved his daughter like long time ago, tis before I joined de patrol...was part of de Mossflower Defenders"

Felicity is listening! "Where does 'e live? Does 'e do anythin'? I imagine a vegetarian monitah lizahd would probably not be a Warrior, or fight at all, unless 'e absolutely 'as to."

Zolomon says, "Ferravale...his daughter, adopted...lives in the abbey"

Felicity nods, finishing up her food. "Well, 'tis good. Glad they both 'ave someplace to call 'ome. But why don't they live in th' same place?"

Zolomon chuckles "Likely cause Ferro cant be out when tis cold and he is like the blacksmith of Ferravale" He eats some of his food and smiles "His daughter is Krisha..yes a badger, tis pretty cool really"

Felicity tilts her head as she pushes her tray away and places her wet rag back on her bruise. "Oh, really? Well, 'e must be a good chap if 'e adopted an orphaned badgah, wot! If we evah go on a patrol t' Mossflowah t'gethah, may'ap y'can introduce me t' 'im. 'E sounds like a fun chap."

Zolomon smiles "Yeah...me and you on patrol together, it be nice....though dont see us goin' ta Mossflower anytime soon."

Felicity shrugs, hiding her slight blush behind a sip of her tea. "Yeah, that'd.....that'd be, uh, nice," she says with a smile, silently cursing her awkwardness. "I 'ope we don't need t'go marchin' t'Redwall f'r anythin' any time soon."

Zolomon nods "Yeah...that wouldnt be a good thing and...anyways"Yes change the subject as he smiles at the hare maid"So....Felicity...would you.."And he is interrupted as he frowns, a recruit is here"Ummm....was told your paper work is like....late"Zolomon sighs and looks at Felicity, he then walks off, he finished that paperwork it just needs turned in.

Felicity smiles, then watches him get taken away by a Recruit on a mission! Her smile morphs into a scowl, and then she puts her dishes away, smoothes down her ears, and goes to finish her blasted paperwork. At least hers is due tomorrow.....
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oz · Logs

** Elmef has Benar on at first, I have Benar during the =THE NEXT DAY== part, though Benar doesn't walk into the kitchen right away, its like in the middle of it . I got the other parts to help this log make better sense..ok enjoy!!! ***

LOG:

Cera is sitting in a chair close to the fireplace, weather its on or not and she still has her cloak on.

Ewan has been curious of the cloaked figure since yesterday when she came and decides to walk up to her and stand a short distance away"Hallo...."He says quietly and tilts his head studying her, something about that voice he heard though,but he could be wrong but usually, he isnt wrong on things...one of those you don't forget details sort of thing.

Benar walks down the stairs talking quietly to one of the order members, the two looking at a sheet of paper the mouse is holding. The abbot pauses on the bottom step and listens to them for a moment before nodding and sending them on their way. He then turns to survey the hall and waves his tail at Ewan.

Cera sighs, jumps a little as she looks up and right away back down"Wot you want?" She frowns and looks at him again,a glace at the abbot as well,"I'm...not staying long..was just...searching but..."She is quiet again.

Ewan nods to Benar briefly, but his main focus is the cloaked beast, he knows that voice doesn't he, even if maybe once or twice.He kneels down to better study her and blinks, "I...know you. But how.."He thinks, many names through his head, so many names as he stands up and frowns.."So...many...most....but one...missing"

Benar quirks his ears at what Cera says, "Bit warm to bit sitting inside in a cloak miss... and Ewan do you know this guest?" He frowns from one to another.

Cera frowns "I am fine..." Ok...fine she will take off the cloak but its clear she doesn't want to, she glaces at Ewan trying to figure out how he, then she gasps "Your ...alive? "Well duhhh clearly he is or she wouldn't be talking to him,would she. She has a uniform on, though its a bit worn out now...and patched up, she might look different as she has a scar on her face, and a small one on her left cheek,likely some hidden ones under her outfit,old wounds now healed up.

Ewan tilts his head "Her voice is...."He steps back a little , he knows all the hares...well maybe not any new recruits at the mountain cause...well he is here but.." Private Cera Dove Collins...." His ears droop.."Missing in battle...never was found...."

Benar tilts his head to one side, watching the two hares, "I see... well Miss ... I am sorry Private Collins, be welcome to Redwall abbey," He looks at Ewan then back to the doe, "I can see you both have a lot to talk about, I should leave you to it but if you need any assistance whilst visiting us Private Collins do please ask."

Cera frowns as she looks at the floor "I...shouldn't of came here, should of stayed in the woods."

Ewan listens "Why...not of come?" He is curious and has a lot of questions that can wait if needed"You were..missing and now your not missing or thought dead.I should write a letter, update this, this is...is good news"

Benar moves over to his chair to let the two hares talk, settling down and watching them before dipping into his knitting basket and starting work on his current project, needles clicking away as he works.

Cera shakes her head "No...no one needs to know I am alive, just....leave it be,I can stay here a couple days and go..well, somewhere.It was just suggested by the ferret that helped me, yes a ferret but she was...good somehow and a healer." She looks around the abbey,she had been at the gates that day and remembers the intense fighting going on.

Ewan asks, "Why?" He asks as he frowns.He steps back a little more and sits down in a chair nearby and folds his arms in his lap.

Benar keeps an ear cocked toward them but lets Ewan do the talking, it doesn't seem like something he should interfere with.

Cera looks away "Because...I don't know if I am really still...part of the patrol..sides they all think I'm...and why change that and its not like one hare be missed that much or even likely...noticed"

Benar says, "You should tell your family and friends you are well Miss..." He says quietly, "It would bring more hope knowing you are alive then believing you are dead and grieving."

Ewan nods in agreement, "You..likely be missed and trust me his Lordship would like to know he...cares for all the hares, always did and even more so now after so much has happen the long patrol is a lot more of a family than in was"

Cera frowns "I...don't have family still alive"She quietly speaks."Not like I...did much for the patrol, I ..am....was a healer but the vermin still attacked me when I was trying to tend to wounded...I had to fight and got knocked into the ditch and....I must of blacked out cause woke in some place else, some den that smelled of herbs and seen a ferret at first I was afraid...then learnt they were trustworthy"

Benar says, "If you are a healer miss then the mountain is even more in need of your skills then ever, or you can always remain here, Redwall is always in need of healers and Ewan has made his home here with us."

Ewan says, "They be glad to...know you live, someone could escort you back if needed but healers are always needed"

Cera pose shrugs "I...don't know, its been a while and they likely think I abandoned them and...."She shows the scars on her face "And just...bad scars..so not sure, best I maybe stay gone"

Benar says, "Well miss Cera, they most likely think you are dead, the Long patrol lost a lot of hares helping to defend Redwall... I do not think they would believe you had abandoned them."

Ewan frowns, yeah he remembers that day, he remembers a lot as he shakes his head least he go into one of those trances and mutter, "I could send a letter...maybe, as said..someone escort you, I know a safe way there,,,lets see walking is 3 and a half weeks..walk along the river is a little under 2 weeks.."

Cera shrugs "I...don't" Tears form as she just goes quiet again, too many things to think on at once.

Benar says, "Let's give the lass some space Ewan please... you are throwing out all sorts of things and ideas, no need to rush Miss... take your time and rest."

Ewan nods "Ok.."He says as he relax and even sits in another chair.He thinks a little while and sits up more."By the way Benar...I have helped with inventory of some of the fruit they got from the orchards...some apples, some pears and gonna help keep tract of how many and crates and such are in storage of different things but that was main thing they were collecting ealier"

Cera wipes away some tears and looks around as she half listens to them, she came as she knew the patrol was last here, they had headed here after all.

Benar gives Cera her space as he turns to Ewan, "Thank you for helping with the harvest Ewan, keeping track of what we have is important."

Ewan smiles "It is good, yes and so far it's going well.I even willl double check supplies and report back to you on wot we have or if need anything, can't think if need anything right now unless maybe a spice or two could be low on"

Cera speaks quietly "You were always good at details and yet some of the hares still said you were a loser, they were just mean."

Benar says, "Well Ewan make sure to work with Brother Elmef and the Friar they tend to have a standard system for keeping track of these things."

Ewan nods "Of course sur" He glaces at Cera now, yeah some seemed to not like him as he was slow to learn basic training but he has done fairly well, even better learned fighting since then,but still he wont fight unless its a last resort.

Cera stands up as she glaces around "I need to...think on some things, I will see you later maybe" She walks to entry and open ground, she wil staay in the abbey and likely come back to the main building around dinner time.

Benar watches Cera go then glances at Ewan, "Thank you for the help my friend but try to go.. slowly with Cera, she is clearly still recovering from what happened to her."

Ewan watches her go, he nods as a frown forms "I...remember the fighting too and the one ambush at the camp we had cause the horde...found it after the main group went to the abbey and.."He stops zoning out a little while as he takes a breath and drums his fingers onto the chair humming a little to himself and speaks "S..Sorry...thar Abbot Benar and yes time to think is good and hopefully she will be ok and maybe someone, not sure who...can take her to the mountain if she wants to go"

Benar moves over to squeeze Ewan's shoulder, "Try not to dwell on what happened, focus on helping Cera but do not overwhelm her, it is clear she is still hurting inside."

Ewan nods after a while "Its a day few, if any, will forget. It can...fade some and its good to foc..focus on other things.Like I can still help where can here, here is home now...I likely never can be in any..large battle ever again" Flashbacks and all that would likely happen and...yeah wouldnt end well "I can still..fight and defend friends if needed, but rather not unless its a half to fight"

Benar says, "Ewan... stop," He stares at the hare, "You do not need to fight or defend anyone whilst you are here in Redwall ok, so relax please and ... do not hide from what happened."

Ewan frowns a little "I..don't hide just don't think on it, sometimes yes I do"He did have a couple mental breakdowns after that day, one fairly bad and one not so bad."The abbey has helped me alot and I am glad its home to me now and I can still write letters to the mountain and...maybe at times visit"

Benar asks, "I am glad we have been able to help you Ewan, but try not to push yourself omk?"

Ewan nods "I know abbot Benar, I will not."He glaces at the entry and after a bit speaks again "It is good to see...to know a hare we thought dead is alive, I know all the names of past and now members.....well maybe not all now they might have other recruits by now."

Benar nods to Ewan, "I am sure they do but try to relax ok?"

Ewan nods as he does relax, he yawns and might even get a short nap in.

Krisha walks into the room and sits down in her chair, she has become more use to sitting there now and has a mug of some dark liquid with a slight bit of creme in it as she sips it and relaxes, she has let an order beast tend to math class, its good to have helpers.

Benar is just coming in from outside, carrying a stack of new clay bowls, a couple of novices behind him carrying more, he glances over and smiles, "Krisha, good to see you having a sit down my dear."

Krisha smiles "A break is good during the day, dibbuns can wear one out fairly quickly, it looks like you been busy yourself today"

Benar he sets the bowls down on a table and walks over, "I hear Xander took my advice to go see what he could learn from the Log-a-Log?" he shakes his head, "I did tell him to take his time planning that trip. I hope he didn't rush off on you."

Krisha says, "He and I spoke yesterday, he told me and..I trust he will be ok while there..he has gotten better at not..well going off without telling me" She sighs a little" I..know he has his...well stuff to do with his group, just....well maybe the shrew camp can help him some."

Benar says, "Yes... I had a long talk with him the other day about... well some of his lack of judgement of late," he shakes his head, "I do hope the Log-A-Log can help focus his mind and settle him down somewhat"

Krisha says, "He does have some anger issues at times I think....I know he punched the wall once"She sighs "And got his knuckles all scraped up, it was a couple weeks ago its likley healed by now."

Benar pats Krisha's arm, "I hope some time with the GUOSIM will help him, they are good beasts, and usually have a good way with beasts."

Krisha nods and smiles a little "I seen them around a couple times"She sips her drink and looks at Benar "I can make you something to drink....umm something different" As he likely doesn't want...coffee, seems she likes it since she found out about it.

Benar says, "Oh some tea would be nice thank you," He settles down in his chair, "I just finished firing a new load of bowls for the kitchen, so it is good to have a sit down."

Krisha nods, she smiles as she goes to the kitchen and returns with some tea, its a sort of green tea as she sets a mug down and chuckles "One thing that seemed important to learn was making tea, a few different kinds..Oz seemed to think tea was very important..I do still drink it but have found something else that is good...well when we have it, Brother Gorvenalus showed me something called coffee, he said Willowbark had it a lot and they send some here sometimes"

Benar says, "Well Willowbark is good and I know coffee, though we really don't have much of it, it doesn't grow in Mossflower, so we have to get the beans from the farthest south."

Krisha nods "Its good to drink sometimes..."She smiles at a thought, A Memory maybe and sighs a little even swirling the little bit of coffee she has in her mug now.

Benar leans back in his chair and looks into his tea cup, "Oz certainly had a lot of teas collected here and he used to make ones as well."

Krisha nods, "I know he had a certain time he would come down and have tea before he went back to his duties, some of those teas is likely still in the kitchen somewhere....maybe the badger mothers room even, I don't know.I found a key and it went to a chest he had in there, lot of..assorted stuff and like 2-3....pictures in charcoal and one in paint. I locked it back up.It was think pictures from where he lived in ...think was...somewhere in the snowy north"

Benar asks, "Ah Oz's chest, we can move that to the attic for you if it is in your way? Or we could ask Gorvenalus to catalogue the contents in thelibrary? Not sure what Oz wanted us to do with his chest."

Krisha says, "I am unsure either...he...never really said, maybe place the pictures somewhere...one had him and some other badger in it....course he was younger in the picture and I don't know who the other badger was...taller than him and like crazy headfur"

Benar nods, "He may have just wanted it left there... maybe Xander would know?" he sets down his empty tea cup and stands up, "For now I need to get down to the kitchem with these bowls, maybe we can look at it all later?"

Krisha nods "I will see you later, at dinner" She finishes her coffee and sighs as...zipping past is a dibbun that escaped from math, she goes to get them back to class

Benar waves his hand and heads on going down the stairs toward the kitchen with his stack of bowls

==THE NEXT DAY==

Cera was in the kitchens, it likely was not the best idea to have a hare go ask about supplies, in the kitchen....where there is a lot of food to be seen.She looks around and gets a couple pasterys and a roll before finding a place to sit as she glaces around and nibbles her snack. It could be a lot more but thats all, for now anyways .Her clock is off and one can see an old worn patrol uniform, she needs a new one when she gets a chance.This one has a few patches on it.

Lacota comes in through the door from the garden, carrying a large basket full of vegetables. He doesn't seem to notice the hare yet, as he bustles over to the pantry.

Cera notices the squirrel and stays quiet for now, she finishes her pasty and starts on the 2nd one.She is good at being quiet till she goes to get the pepper and knocks it over, she quickly picks it up and lucky only a small little bit spilled but it made a cloud and she sneezed as pepper went up her nose, a cough and then a frown as she is likely noticed now.

Lacota whirls around from the pantry door at that loud clattering commotion. "Wh-wh-what?! Who are you? What are you doin here?"

Cera frowns and her ears go flat as she looks at the frair and coughs a little "I'm...sorry sur I can..err clean up"She frowns as great, then again others have seen the couple scars on her face so she may as help somewhat relax."Private..Cera..sur...a healer errr...think still, I dont bally well know.Been a bit...away since..."She frowns"I didn't know others survived and I was badly hurt and some..ferret of all beasts found me in the ditch and, I was in his den..healing and recovering and a little too..afraid to go out right away. "She frowns.

Lacota pauses. "Dear Heavens, you're a Long Patroller?! That... That was months ago... We thought everybeast left here was dead..."

Cera says, "I..heard like 19 of...300 went home....and seen the memorial this afternoon"She shakes her head "I...had fell in the ditch and..."She shrugs" Guess....the ferret found me before anyone else...did"

Lacota frowns sharply. "Are you planning to return to Salamandastron?"

Cera frowns, she looks at the one pasty she has, "I..I don't know, thought of it...I d..dint desert them, I was just recovering..couldn't even walk well for a couple..seasons and.."She shrugs "I mean..look at me...scars and...ruined uniform basically...I was...well am a healer still if they would even..want me back, they likely believe me dead sur."

Lacota hrmms. "We could send a message, you know. Any one of the Sparra here can fly a message from here to the Western Shore, and it will get there in just two days. They'd be able to send something in return, as well..."

Cera shrugs "I....thought of getting some supplies and..heading that direction maybe start the trip in the morning, been told along the river is the quickest route and......I could...seee" She sighs

Lacota shakes his head. "You could do that, or, like I said, Benar can send an official letter by Sparra to your Badger Lord, informing them of your plight, and you can wait four days, tops, to see what their reply is." He looks the hare over. "Not to be rude, but you sure you're up for that kind of journey in your present condition?"

Cera answers "I am..a lot better, it is a week and a half think along river abd then your at the coast...so day or two thar..."She sighs "I don't..wot to do.I likely should try and get...home, or think its still home..any family I had ...are dead, mother died in child birth and father was a sargeant and..he's...dead"

Lacota mmms. "Well... I still suggest you send a message ahead, so they know you're coming..."

Cera says, "suppose it would be..good ta do..sur, instead of just showing up suddenly."She frowns as she looks around"But..wot if they say get out and dont come back cause I..didnt try and come back sooner?"

Lacota harrumps. "I highly doubt Lord Ciocan would do that... I only met him for a brief time, but he certainly seemed to be a very reasonable beast."

Cera says, "They likely need healers, especially now..I mean of course I know how to fight just not as much as ...well a fighter would know."She thinks a moment, she is still getting back some strength in her legs and her defense she needs to work on more still, thanks to some hidden injuries."The ferret....did help heal me but, didn't think it wise to leave, but I decided to just..leave, look for answers"

Lacota nods. "Got healed by a ferret, though, eh?" As he talks, he's busy chopping carrots and celery, working on that night's dinner. "That had to be an eye-opener for a Patrol hare, hmm? I know you lot don't much care for vermin... Can't say as I blame you, either..."

Cera says, "I..figured he..wasnted me as a slave, but...he helped me, cant say he was...good but he also ...helped me..saved my life when he could of just left me in the ditch..no clue why he helped me..guess should be glad fer it...we didnt really get along and he seemed to not care if I left.""

Lacota shrugs, as he dumps his chopped celery into a boiling pot. "I can't say. Perhaps he's a loner." He sighs. "Listen, my wife was murdered by vermin... I hated them all for a long time... But some are not completely evil. You just have to know where to look..."

Cera says, "Maybe...the ferret was.."She tries to think.."Grumpy and all hermit like...claimed the world was a disaster outside...guess I wanted to see just how...bad"She frowns, it wasnt nearly as bad but still...all the names on that plaue in the graveyard said it all, it also noted the side of good won at a great cost as she feels tears theaten.."Did it happen during that horde time being here?"

Lacota shakes his head. "No, no... About five seasons previously. I was devastated. Went off the deep end for a time... I'm better now, but I still think of her constantly... She...was pregnant, at the time, so I didn't just lose a spouse..."

Cera frowns, "I..can see why you would..."She decides to not ask further."I don't even know if anyone I know well is..alive. I do know one hare is here..Ewan, but I..didn't know him that well"She manages a weak chuckle "He..seemed to remember me...then think he was..always good at that sort of thing or is good suppose"Another weak chuckle "His Lordship didnt need a scroll of names, he had a hare with a meory of names like.....good grief"

Lacota mhmms, as he stirs his pot. "Yes, Ewan. Has this annoying habit of calling me Friar L..." He shakes his head.

Cera shrugs "Better to..know maybe..he's..a strange one, Ewan is and guess lives here now...me I rather..go home, if I can"

Lacota hmmphs. "He's on a 'special mission' here, or so I've been told. I confess I have no idea what his mission could conceivably be."

Cera says, "Oh well...guess the abbey can always use a Long Patrol hare to stick around....I guess I will stay, least few days till I know wot to..expect"

Lacota nods his head. "That's the spirit. I'll talk to Benar tonight after dinner about sending a Sparra messenger to Salamandastron..."

Cera nods again, "T..thanks, it will be good to...be..home. As stated they likely need healers thar. I know not too many stayed behind when..others went to Redwall's aid, some stayed though....maybe 30ish hares total stayed at the mountain and the rest came to Mossflower and...19 of those came back"

Lacota mmms. "It was quite a massacre," he agrees. "A truly shocking surprise attack."

Cera shivers a little,"But..they did..slay all the horde so...that was at least good....it likely coud of been bad around here had the patrol not come"

Lacota mmms. "From what I heard, had it not been for a certain... Adrian, was it? Yes... I believe his name was Adrian... He and only four other surviving hares managed to hold off the vermin until their leader could be killed..."

Cera says, "I..think he was a higher uup maybe..well is...I don't...the patrol in charge of my unit..died, they...all did...a corpal Mack.""
"I'm afraid I don't recall that name," replies the squirrel, as he adds herbs and spices to the stew he's preparing. "I only know the hares who were here at the Abbey..."

Cera nods "Oh...well, its ok then not to worry."

Benar steps into the kitchens with a scroll he has looking it over, a list to go over of supplies to check and what may be needed still, he looks up at the two"Not to worry on what , is there a problem I need to know of?"

Lacota says, "Ah, Benar... We were just talking about you... I was thinking... We ought to see about sending a Sparra to Salamandastron with a letter to the Patrol about Cera here..."

Cera nods "Hallo Abbot..I was..gonna leave tomorrow but decided to stay a few days, if..if allowed sur"

Benar nods as he listens "A sparrow can possible be sent out, yes.A letter can be written addressed to Lord Ciocan and...of course you can stay a few more days Cera."

Lacota nods. "There, it's settled. The letter will only take two days to arrive, at most. One day if the Sparra flies really fast."

Cera says, "So when would it be..sent out? And..thank you for letting me stay a few days...I onlt hope they...wil let me...stay in de patrol"

Benar nods "It can be sent here before dinner or prehaps after dinner. And I do not see why they would not let you stay, your a patrol member, no reason to have one taken from that."

Lacota dumps his sliced carrots into the boiling water. "Like I said, Lord Ciocan seemed like a very reasonable beast..."

Cera says, "I...hope so"She is worried ok"And when I do go I can go on my own...I should be ok, no need to have an escort"

Benar hmmms "Maybe Ewan can escort you there, it's a thought to keep in mind Cera. For now relax and a room can be found for you for a few days."

Lacota nods. "You can rely on our hospitality as long as you choose to remain here."

Cera frowns "Ewan? He's...likely not the best company or....if needed...fighter" Then again its been awhile but,yeah she looks unsure on it."And yeah, staying few days..in or near the abbey at least...not ferravale though,wont go thar"

Benar says, "Ewan is a skilled patrol hare, but its up to you if you want or don't want an escort, it was merely a suggestion to have one and Ferravaale and the abbey do have a peace treaty, they are a little..rough I do agree. Camp Willow is close,thought the otters are away or most of them, and the Goisum are back as well in the area"

Lacota harrumps. "The Guosim can be a pain at times..."

Cera says, "Don't they argue a lot but they are excellent warrior beasts"

Benar chuckles "They do tend to but they were fairly well behaved during the feast and have thier camp north of Ferravale..right now Xander is staying there for a bit to help them out, maybe learn some good leadership skills for leading a small group of beasts..i think Log-a-Log will help him a lot...hopefully"

Lacota hmms. "They *were* rather well-behaved... Almost suspiciously so..."

Cera smirks "Or teach him better ways to argue ...I do remember a Log-A-Log and the shrews believe came to your aid during the siege, didnt they?"

Benar says, "I think their Log-A-Log told them to behave while here for teh feast...and yes they were but it was a different Log-A-Log, the one then sadly has passed on...I do not know if they were related or not, I did not ask I simply knew they disappeared till just recently, seems they were in southern Mossflower for a while"

Cera nods as she stands "I am gonna get a nap in and...suppose see you both at dinner maybe or I will get something after dinner"She walks off, she needs some time to think.

Benar nods "I think we should let the Friar finish dinner, I will be in the great hall"

oz · Logs

WHO:

Patch-Spy, Tavern Worker, Annoying Rat

Vilfred- Log-A-Log

Leigh- Healer Shrew

Blisa-Chieftain of Ferrvale

Blisa's Guards-Spoofed by Blisa

2 Guard Shrews-Spoofed by Vilfred

LOG:

Patch was on his way to, well with Patch who knows where he is heading, could be anywhere really. But he is heading away from Ferravale and looking over a scroll he has writing on "So..let me see....what's needed, mmphs annoying is what is....and no Stripy ta help me"

Vilfred had decided to venture out of camp, his shoulder was feeling better and he was not one to just sit around in camp, he wanted to get a meeting done and over with, so to Ferravale he went, but not alone...he has two Shrew guards with him whom had arrows and rasipers, he had his own raisper as well.

Leigh tagged along as one, curious of the village, and two if anyone one was hurt she was not sadly the only other healer since Ash's death but a couple days ago."I don't know bout this Log-a-Log..just walking ta the gates of a vermin village we never been ta...seems..dangerous, we already have the problem at the river"

Patch of course was not watching where he was going, too busy looking at the scroll and will likely run right into those shrews.

Vilfred grins "You worry too much Leigh, I am..."And then the rat bumps into them and he kind of tumbles to the ground and blinks, that's enough right there to have the rat likely grabbed and having weapons drawn on him!

Leigh frowns and helps the Log-A-Log up and pulls him back a little as she glances at the rat, is this rat friend or foe?

Patch eyes widen, "OH!! hey watch where ya going ya.."He goes to shove the shrew, likely why he fell down and quickly learns that was a bad no no as he drops the scroll and screams, paws in the air "I I I ...wait! Watch the pointy things...lets all calm down he walked inta me..kay"Yeah right, he was the one not watching the path.

Vilfred nods "I am alright, do reax...aye..."He studies the rat and watches his shrews,"Ok no killing rat....and you walked inta me"The two guards nods"See it I did" "Yeah wot he says...wht I wanted to kill the rat".."Yeah me too"

Leigh stands close by and just listens, healer not fighter but she is also not gonna just walk away or back off.

Patch nods "Yeah..living is good, I don't plan ta harm anyone, ok..yeah..so I can just be on me merry little way..got like ale and supplies ta get fer the tavern"

Vilfred nods, seems the shrews are not letting him pass that easily "Stay fer now...I wish to speak to your chieftain, on some matters. Where is she?"

Leigh looks around, ever alert for trouble and looks back to the rat, and the gates of the city with a frown.

Patch glares at the shrews then quickly decides that's likely not a wise idea "De..chiefy? Umm....why should I take ya ta my chieftain fer...I did nothing wrong...and if think I did..sorry ya little hairballs"

Vilfred blinks and then takes a deep breath, a nod and the two guards each go to grab an arm of the rat as the Log-A-Log just calmly watches "Not wise ta anger the Guosim...rat, now the matters to speak of, between me and her, not you unless you be the head guard and if you are..I feel so very sorry for this village"

Leigh folds her arms over her chest "He..has a point ya know and if ya get injured I am not tending ta your wounds"

Patch grumbles and is wise to not try and struggle as he just hmmphs at the Log-A-Log, "She's likely in her office and no I am in charge of Stripy's tavern and he like leaves me and thar is supplies ta get and I ...ME...has to go get them..yeah some friend he is"

Vilfred nods, "Then you can take us to this office then, one matter is most important, there is other matters of course but a new one has come up..recently" One guard is like "De rude rat?" The Log-A-Log shakes his head "Not de rat, but yes he is a rude one...but no de river issues" The two guards ohhhhhhhh.

Leigh frowns "Can we not speak of that, Ash is dead cause of it, and it killed a marten and a lizard, not that I care about them but Ash was my friend"

Patch gets a bit of a look of worry now,maybe fear "What...whats at the river? Some horde..some insane warlord again, no..no way I refuse to have the tavern get blown up a 3nd time!"

Vilfred tilts his head "3nd..time?" He sighs "Just led way to office...please and you can even stay while we explain"The two guards look at their Log a Log like...really,does he have to stay.

Leigh nods "Yeah listen to the Log-A-Log and...all will be ok"

Patch sighs , he best not regret this as he points the way through the village and to the chieftain’s office "Also ya let me knock and oh...she has this pet snake,just a warning, and ya wait till she says who is it, ok and its Patch, my name..is Patch"

"The name be rat....."He is stopped by the Log-a-Log and snorts, Log-A-Log nods "Patch then...I am Log-a-Log of the Guosim and the healer is Leigh and my two guards 'ere are Adam and Teddy."

Leigh asks, "Does he really need our names?" She frowns as they walk through the village, this place makes her nervous even if a few keep their distance."

Patch nods, oh he knows who these shrews are and that even though they are small, they can be violent, for sure if they think their Log-a-LOG is in any sort of trouble, he shoos away a tall fox and finally makes it to the city hall "Her office is in 'ere...now ya best wait, ok...she IS chieftain after all and I never know what mood she will be in"

Vilfred looks at the two guards with him and shrugs, and back to the rat, wait did he say..."Snake?" The two guards tense up "'She has a pet...snake?"

Leigh frowns "W...What.....maybe we can forget this trip, is it THAT important aLog-A-Log?"

Patch looks at the shrews "Ummm..yes but it's not like it gonna....eat you, it eats like really bad....criminals and that's only rarely and it likes cheese...long as ya dont have cheese on ya, your be...just fine"He hmmms, knock...don't knock "So..what's this river thing and ya else ya here refers?"

Vilfred hmmmms and sits down, the two shrew guards stay by him, he then speaks "Why tell you?" He says "Asked to speak to chieftain, but as said you can stick around too"

Leigh says, "I don't like this place lets not stay too long, ok"

Patch groans "Cause...I'm curious...don't want to haf to worry about death coming to get me...kay"

Vilfred says, "Fine....we let her know Guosim is by river near the village, we do not plan to do any...attacking , long as Ferravale don't attack us...we may or may not be interested in a wee little bit of...trade and a Pike can not come out of the water or it is one that gets death from either no water...or beasts wishing to help it get death brought to it"

Leigh frowns as the pike is spoken about "We have to do something about that thing and soon, even if it's not always near our part of the river, it's still..in the river"

Patch widen and he falls out of the chair and looks at the ceiling "Pike..in de river.....great, something with teeth that wants to eat beasts, just wonderful"

Vilfred says, "Do not worry ...Patch was it?....just no swimming till then"He grins, the other couple chuckle at the rat"So..chieftain is where?""

Patch says, "Errrr...."He snorts and looks at the office door as he sighs and knocks."And now..we wait and see..."

Vilfred shrugs "Wait is fine, but for how long?" He is curious and he knows his shrews don't want to stay away too long.

Leigh frowns, this hallway is, well it's better than outside at least as she sighs and sits by Log-A-LOg and the two guards, shrew guards not guards from Ferravale.

Patch frowns and goes to knock again and clears his throat"Umm..Chieftain..Blisa?" Oh he is using her name, she is usually chiefy.

"Um, Patch, I'm right here." Chieftain Blisa is standing behind the group, holding a scroll in her paw. Her main bodyguards, Ferdinand the ferret and Clarissa the tattooed rat, are standing behind her, looking at the visitors curiously, but in a friendly manner. "I was at my house, eating lunch. How long have you been here?" The petite white cat walks confidently past the shrews and the spy rat and enters her office. She beckons her visitors to enter as her bodyguards take their places on stools behind her desk, which she sits at. "I'm Blisa Wyrmtamer. How may I help you?"

Vilfred starts to speak and the two shrew guards sort of seem nervous about the tattooed rat and stay close to him, he shoos them away at least a little and rubs his shoulder as he nods to the chieftain "Log-A-Log ...and this is me Gusim, we are not many but we are mighty. We come cause of some matters and one matter has come up and still be much important."

Patch turns around "OH...errrrr.....yes visitors...."He goes in last and stays by the doorway.

Leigh stays close to the Log-A-Log and frowns, she will let him speak as...ok she is still nervous of this village."

Blisa smiles, setting down her scroll and folding her paws on the top of her desk. "I was actually spent part of my kittenhood living in Redwall, and I have spent much of my life reading the histories of Mossflower. I'm glad we have a Guosim branch in Mossflower again, especially one that doesn't seem to just automatically hate vermin species simply because we're vermin." She glances at the nervous shrews surrounding the Log-a-Log. "I would offer you a seat, but I rarely get visitors to my office, so I'm afraid I am bereft of chairs. Would you like some tea, though?" Ferdinand stands and gets some little mugs from a small cabinet. There is a teapot close to the fireplace.

At shrew guards shake their heads now, Log-A-Log frowns and speaks quietly"Give place chance......is not too bad.." "Is too".."Is not.."One shrew gets a slap on the ear as Log -a-Log turns back around and nods "Here on matters...one is very important, others are too and tea is ok."

Patch nods "Yes..tea for guests"He frowns "Yeah mention de river thing of death first..ok, and that ruins any plans I had, then again the market is away from that river of death..so I am fine on getting supplies fer de tavern"

Leigh just stays quiet, she isn't one of the fighters she is a healer but frowns a little on the word matters but will let him bring it up.

Blisa cocks an eyebrow as Ferdinand hands the Log-a-Log a mug of tea. "River of death?" The rat gets ones of those 'why have you not told me yet?' glares that he probably recognizes by now. "Why don't you just tell me everything, right from the start, Log-a-Log? I'm ready to listen." In truth, she's a little irritated that the shrew hasn't just jumped in to what he has to say, but she's trying to hide that irritation with her presumably understandable irritation with Patch. I mean, if anyone has really talked to Patch for any length of time, they'll know why she's unhappy with him. Ferdinand hands him a mug of tea and mutters, "You better have an explanation ready for when the threwth are gone...."

Vilfred going too and looks at the rat, he already dislikes the rat for literally knocking him down earlier and takes a deep breath "Yes a pike is in the river..it has slain a shrew of mine.....as well as some marten and lizard that wished to try and steal a couple of our log boats, both log boats were damaged,one beyoung repair...the pike was spotted a couple days ago...other matters was perhaps getting some..trade in, but that can wait. I also plan to tell the Camp Willow otters of the Pike...just I am unsure of where their camp is and I heard most of them were..away for now"

Patch frowns "I..not like I SAW IT!"He points and sits in a corner and mutters.

Leigh watches the rat and jumps a little when he screams, o..k as she backs up just a little and keeps an eye on him now.

Ferdinand just rolls his eyes and returns to his place behind the Chieftain, staying standing and leaning against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest. Blisa's eyes widen. "A /pike/? Oh, great," she muttered sarcastically, scribbling on a piece of scrap paper. "Have you told Redwall about this yet? If not, I can send them a messenger on a bird. I don't know where Camp Willow is, either, to be honest. They hate vermin with a passion, so we've never even tried to contact them. Redwall may be able to help you with that, though." She'll deal with Patch later. Let him brood for a little bit.

Vilfred keeps an eye on Patch,"Rat is...annoying said was snake here, see no snake...."He clears his throat and nods "Me and one of my shrews can find and tell the otters yes, and the pike is bad issue for anyone going to river, hard to say how far along river it goes"

Patch just mutters and looks over at the shrews "Yeah..rude hairball, she has a snake...trust me..."He mutters "Annoying hairballs...."

Leigh glares at the rat "You are rude..rat and need manners"

Blisa glares at Patch, then turns to the shrew Chief. "Actually, I do have a pet snake. I keep him at home, though. He strikes a bit too much fear into my villagers. His favourite place to sleep is in my basement." As the rat insults the shrews, she says calmly, as if offering him more tea, "How would you like to give my snake a visit, Patch? I'm sure he'd LOVE to see you." Her bodyguards smile wryly. Turning her attention back to the shrews, the cat adds, "There may be a book at Redwall that has that sort of information about pikes in it. Were the longboats that were destroyed the only ones you had? We may have a bit of extra lumber we can give you if you need it. It wouldn't be much, but we'd be happy to help if we can."

Vilfred keeps his calm, the two shrews that act as guards seem to....not be as calm but will not attack unless their chair says to, he looks at the tea and sips it, a nod"Lumber would be good for building a couple things, we have a badger helping us build or...will soon"

Patch blinks "Say...wot now? I don't want to see Basil, no way....."He decides its best to be quiet or better yet maybe leave, but he will wait, for now.

Leigh chuckles a little, let the snake talk to the rat, she has been mostly quiet, and now smiles a little "Yes our main goals are the infirm and mess hall, we have a couple huts and a couple more working on, and finished the storage building this morning"

Blisa thinks for a moment, ignoring the spy rat as she taps her charcoal pencil on her desk. "I'm not sure we have enough lumber for any buildings, unfortunately. How are you on herbs and bandages, though? And food supplies? We can definitely help with healing supplies, and I'm sure Redwall can help with food. We also have a Blacksmith. He's very skilled, and we can ask him and see if he can help you with anything." She refrains from mentioning that he's a monitor lizard. They don't need to know that right now.

Vilfred nods as he is still, somewhat calm and calms his guards "Yes all is..good, we slowly get supplies but our camp is new and wood is not too hard to find in woods, lumber is just...slow getting but we shall get it.Any other help in supplies of herbs...healing needs would be good. Leigh is one .."He frowns "Is my..healer of the group"Thats right they lost a healer.

Patch looks over and just snorts, "I am outta here." Course he can be stopped if she rather he...stay afterwards

Leigh nods "Some jars for herbs would be nice, as well as maybe a way to make a shelf, to place jars of herbs and such for when needed"

"Stay right where you are, Patch." Blisa says cooly, and he'd better listen. "Oh, I'm confident we have jars to spare. And we definitely have enough lumber to spare for some shelves. The Infirmary is the most important building in any village. We'd be happy to help with that." She notes the correction about the Healers and adds, "If I see any shrews who aren't part of the Guosim, I'll make sure to send them your way as possible recruits. Who knows? Maybe a Healer is come."

Vilfred smiles "That would be most welcome indeed..and yes we...lost a healer..couple days ago"One can make a guess what happens to the healer,he nods to his shrews "We need to head back to camp,before it is dark..."He nods "Thank you for meeting with us"

Patch stops and frowns, he does step aside for the shrews though and folds his paws behind his back as he waits.

Leigh bows and follows her chieftain on out of the office and back to camp.

Blisa smiles as the shrews go, then turns it into a scowl at the rat. "Patch, why were you insulting our guests? Especially when they're basically legendary with those rapiers they carry? Or were you just ignoring the sharp point bits of metallic death?" Ferdinand smirks, and Clarissa (who had stayed quiet and seated when she noticed that the shrews were nervous around her), shakes her head. "I wouldn't want one o' those beasties mad at me, that's for sure."

Patch says, "Yeah Yeah....I was trying to read a scroll and walk into their..LOg a ...thing and they get all..oh tis a rat and lucky they didn't stab me, asked where de chief was..so I brought them to your office and yeah..they also said their little group had no plans ta attack unless some reason we attack them...which..no"He wants to be clear "I do not plan on going near the furballs and their..bright colored outfits what's with that seen a mile away"

Blisa rolls her eyes. "That doesn't give you permission to insult them, Patch, especially when they're a guest within the village. Really, Patch, you try my patience like nothing else." Ferdinand shakes his head. "They wear bright outfitth to prove that they're not afraid of the enemy. Being eathily thpotted can actually inthpire fear into your enemieth, becauthe they know you're not afraid of them."

Patch shrugs "So...can I go now?" He would just walk out but he knows better than to do that, he is no fool.

"Do you understand why you shouldn't insult guests?" Blisa smiles, but it doesn't reach her eyes, which are hard and slightly angry. "Because I'd /love/ to hear what that reason is."

Patch frowns as he looks at her "I...ummm...cause it makes them moody and they could like...stab you, not my fault really walking into..them, least they didn't stab me then they been sorry..act of war if did...right?

Blisa sighs heavily. "Why were you walking and reading in the first place? The only safe place to do that in this area is inside your own house. Y'know what, don't answer that. The answer to my question is that is it better to make friends than to make enemies, and when you insult beasts, you only turn them into enemies. But perhaps that's beyond you," she grumbles under her breath, obviously grumpy at his answer.

Patch says, "Got enough..friends, why have shrews as friends, they argued over stabbing me or not and..Log-a-..thing stopped them from stabbing me and what about the killer fish in the river, I mean I guess it wont come..on land but...still""

Blisa closes her eyes, her lips pursed into a thin line. The rat can't see it, but her tail is getting poofy from frustration. "I was right, it is beyond you. But let me try to explain: The more friends we have, the more friends we can call upon when another crazy lunatic comes into Mossflower to try and conquer us. And when we have more friends fighting with us, we'll be more likely to, y'know, NOT DIE when the battle comes." She opens her eyes and smiles dangerously, her fingertips touching and making arches out of her paws. "But perhaps you'll understand better after spending the night in the cell here, hmm? You'll have a chance to think about it in solitude, with no one to distract you. Doesn't that sound lovely?" Clarissa, taking a hint, opens the door to the cell. Will the other rat take the hint, too?

Patch looks at the cell and frowns, then chuckles "Oh..Oh I get it, your being funny tis a joke..hee heee..good one chiefy" Joke..right?..Right? Though he isn't too sure really"Ummm...I should...go"He walks, rather quickly to the doorway leading to the hall.

Blisa springs over her desk with lightning speed and incredible agility, catching up with the fleeing rat with spectacular ease. She goes to grab him and kick him in the calf, then roughly guide him to the cell, where Clarissa will slam the door shut on him. "Remember to think about what I said!" The cat tells him sweetly, then gathers up all her paperwork and everything and leaves for her house, followed by her bodyguards, Ferdinand pocketing the key to the cell after making sure it's locked. Oh, and was no one told bring Patch any food in the cell? Well, then, guess he'll be hungry when Blisa lets him out at about 9 the next morning! (She's usually there earlier in the day, she just wanted to give him plenty of time to think about things. Like how he really shouldn't be ticking her off....)

Patch gasps and is suddenly in the cell "Hey...wait...I thought..."He blinks "Come back!!" He sighs and sits on the cot in here and looks at the bars, great he is stuck in here, least the tavern has workers still but he dislikes being in a cell, yep he will surely be doing a LOT of thinking.

oz · Open Chat

Otter shouts, "Yes, the connection DNS problem is fixed!"

oz · Open Chat

Otter seems to be working on it I think. He also gave me this...if helps anyone as a temporary way to connect

Thanks. For now, you can reach it at IP address 52.207.173.89 port
4203.

Keep the Light,
Otter

oz · Open Chat

Yeah Trouble connecting also...was able to get on a minute then lost connection so yeah something is wromg

oz · RP Chat

Then someone kills the Pike before it eats someone

But could be interesting maybe just so no one dies...suppose it could maybe kill an NPC

oz · Logs

WHO:

Zolomon-Archer, Private First Class, Runner in LP

Pete- Old Retired Major in the LP

Gregorian- Sargent, Fighter,Blacksmith in LP

LOG:

The room was dark, it was cold and damp but about a year ago someone mentioned the idea of making drinks within earshot of a certain blacksmith after they'd lost so many hares to the battle. Greg likes a challenge and figuring out something new keeps him busy but there's only so many hours in the day so if he's got to punish hares he may as well put them to work helping him out with random projects like this "I expect bettah, I really do. Yah not a recruit. I wouldn't even accept this from a laveret" Greg is busy lecturing as he leads the way in to the gloomy room, lighting a lantern on the way in.

Zolomon sighs as he followed Greg, he knew better than to argue with him, paws in his pockets and his one ear drooped down he follows him. The reason for punishment?He overslept, by like 2 hours and missed most of the training drill he was to be at, plus he was supposed to help with a couple hares wanting to do better with archery lessons, but no he overslept and is now living to regret that very much now.He looks around seeing where he is finally and tilts his head, he starts to ask what is here but thinks better of it.

Gregorian sounds quite annoyed about it too "Aftah yah talked about helpin' with the archery too" He finally turns sharply to look at Zolomon but then stops and scowls as he straightens up to his full height. He's a pretty big hare, not Dom big but big enough to loom when he's angry "Stand up straight tah attention!" He barks out the order and keeps his annoyed look for a moment before he turns away again and heads further into the cellar to a spot where there's a few sealed glass containers quietly popping away through valves on top. He wanders among them with the light until he taps on one that's silent "This one, move out ovah there" He points to a clearer spot "Carefully"

Zolomon quickly is at attention and even saultes and stands there very still,he then goes to follow Greg further into the room and nods "Yes sur"He says as he goes to stand where he was told to stand.

Gregorian seems satisfied by the yes sure at least and turns his attention to dig some notes out of a hidey hole between a couple of barrels and frowns at them briefly before he moves over and bends down to hold the light to the glass "...That's darkah then my last try" He frowns at his notes again "I don't think it was supposed tah be darkah" He mutters. He's distracted as he gestures at an empty barrel "Yah got tah get it in there without makin' it splash...and don't break the glass. Glassblowin' is not one of my many talents, I will make yah learn tah make a new one if yah break it"

Zolomon looks over and blinks "Get what's in de...glass here to the barrel?"

Gregorian looks up to stare at him for a long minute "...Yes. Ale in glass" He taps the glass container "Need ale in barrel" He points at the empty barrel "Use funnel. Don't spill" He talks slowly in an exaggerated way before finally snapping out of it "Did yah leave yah brain in bed when yah slept in?"

Zolomon nods and does as he is told, he carefully gets the funnel and pours the dark ale into the empty barrel and then looks to Greg to see what else he needs to do.

Gregorian frowns at the hare before rolling his eyes "Yah can speak. Though I'll warn yah not tah make excuses. Why were yah so late?" He questions as he turns away again to gather a few ingredients.

Zolomon frowns as speaks "I...overslept sur. I am sorry sur I don't usually do that and promise to not again sur."

Gregorian sets about following his notes and making a little concoction in a jug as he talks "And why did yah ovah sleep? I'm night drinkin' or somethin'? Out late runnin' laps tah try and break yah tie with Felicity?"

Zolomon frowns, when Felicity's name is mentioned he smiles and then clears his throat. "No laps...sur..no tis ok ta tie with the lass. I was in de library look' up some stuff, and then had to file a couple reports and..time sort of...lost track of it and..had like 3 hours of sleep."

Gregorian grunts, shaking his head while his eyes are on his work "Now yah makin' it sound like it was necessary but wot I hear out of that is that yah left yah reports tah the last minute and exhausted yahself tah the point it effected yah work"

Zolomon frowns, ok he knows he can do better and speaks again "I will...not save a report till...later, I was looking info up on me grandfather, he was a hare here a...short while Jake Scioto Lafur Foreston Lakewood Johnson....the 3nd"

Gregorian shakes his head as he finally goes to add the fixture to the ale in the barrel "Researchin' family is fine but it's tah be left tah aftah work" He says firmly before pointing at the open barrel "Seal it up" He supervises but does pause to think, trying to remember "...I'm sure I knew a hare called Jake"

Zolomon nods as he figures out how to seal it up, he finds what is needed as he carefully works "Tis.....been a while someone named Bludstrip think was Badger Lord at the time....and he had a son Bastien...and..."He sighs "Kiara..whom was my...mother.aMy mother quit after a really bad ambush with some monitor lizards...some fox or other..guess she like hide away and beasts thought she was dead but she just went to live in Mossflower...meet my dad and well had me...didn't know my father really, he got ill and died when I was a dibbun and mom died couple seasons later so I was alone at like 6 seasons..wandered around, learnt to use the longbow"He smiles as he steps back at a memory"Got ta race some long patrol hares, found out I was a LOT faster than them but didn't join up till later on when me and me friends came ta get help from the Long Patrol when Ormaz was taking over Mossflower"

Gregorian shakes his head "Bludstripe was before my time, we didn't have a badgah lord when I arrived, just the Colonel. No, the Jake I met I don't believe was in the patrol, I think he used tah be but he was at the abbey. Grumpy old sod, we shared that in common" He's listening but he's off fiddling with things around the cellar again at the same time "Did alright for bein' on yah own as a youngstah"

Zolomon shrugs "Suppose.....and me grandfather was kicked out, he sort of knocked a major out and the major got his shoulder broke and was outta service for a while...don't know the whole story something bout not listening and so he and the major fought and major was knocked out and well....me grandfather kicked out of de patrol so he went ta Redwall ta live, was gatekeeper while he was there"He hmmms, well he is talkative as he looks around,"So..helpin ta make..ale sur?"

Gregorian squints as he stops to think "Yes, I remembah him tellin' me that. He was angry with the patrol ovah it or somethin'" It was a very long time ago, he's struggling to remember any of the details. He finally looks back to Zolomon "That was yah grandfathah?" He snorts and shakes his head "When did yah all have tah get so young? I'm not old enough tah be friends with grandparents" He starts scanning down the rows of barrels as he frowns at the thought "Here, bring this one down" he taps a barrel "Makin' drinks seemed like a challenge and there's no one kickin' me out of here for tryin' these days"

Zolomon looks at the barrel and goes to carefully get it down, he whoas and almost drops it, lucky he keeps it balanced and sits it down very carefully, "Tis ok ta be...older, older hares know a lot more, are wiser and have that experence "

Gregorian holds out a paw to make sure it doesn't fall but relaxes when Zol has it. He snorts again "Oh, well that's alright then" He's a bit sarcastic "Experience the wisdom at the bottom of the datin' pile as I grow grey and crotchety by the day" he barks out a laugh and sets to work fixing a tap on to the barrel.

Zolomon shrugs "I have no plans ta date well anyone..." He stays where he is to help if needed, then again he hasn't been dismissed.

Gregorian waves a paw dismissively "Yah young. Me, I've got a kid, I've been married. Yah get tah miss that sometimes" He pours a drink and inspects it before offering it to Zolomon "Evidently I'm past it though and bound tah associate only with grandparents from now on" He hasn't poured himself anything. His attempts at brewing hasn't been particularly successful and what he really brought Zolomon here for was to be a guinea pig to see if it was drinkable this time.

Zolomon shrugs "Married...me?" He chuckles a little but seems to be thinking and smiles, then blinks oh a glass of.."Wot..is it?" He asks as he looks at the odd looking ale.

Gregorian smirks very slightly "Well I wasn't thinkin' of specifically marryin' yah, I mean yah'd probably be late for a start" He leans back against a rack of barrels and watches Zolomon with the drink "Yah tell me. I want tah see if it tastes like it should. See if yah can guess"

Zolomon blinks "I...knew that..."He sniffs the drink, well if he dies he can haunt the hare as he takes a couple swigs of the ale and coughs a little.Well it is strong what whatever it is.

Gregorian laughs at Zolomon's blinking "Yah'd have tah at least buy me a drink first" He jokes before watching the hare really closely when he drinks. There's a long pause and Greg raises the light towards him "Well yah haven't turned green and looked disgusted. That's a start"

Zolomon looks at Greg and oddly drinks more of the mixture and coughs "Tis.....strong...sort of like..-cough likely to much kick to it-...I don't know...fruity?"

Gregorian tilts his head as Zolomon actually drinks more and so finally Greg pours himself a small drink "Hrm, yes, used some pressed blackcurrents and apples in it" He takes a sip and his whiskers twitch at the strength.

Zolomon nods "Its....ok s..sur...yeah ok ale or..corial, ok something..."He chuckles a little now and hmmms "So ya did this...ok maybe ale stuff"He shrugs.

Gregorian drinks it slowly, thinking as he does "It's bettah but I don't think we'll be havin' it in the rec room anytime soon unless I come up with somethin' tah call it tah disguise the taste...It's all my own work but it's not made of metal so it's somewot outside my extra of expertise"

Zolomon shrugs "Maybe......wot else is down 'ere?" He is curious and in a talkative mood now. "Hee..ya a blacksmith....thats a good skill....not me gonna stick with archer and runner.....Felicity is a runner too, sort of nice and she and me is fastest hares around, hee hee...she also has pretty eyes and a pretty smile and she is me friend...friends yeah."

Gregorian looks around at the barrels "Drinks from across the years, some made by the cooks. They seem tah know wot they're doin'. Yah can't have them though, they're for meal times" He tilts his head as Zolomon starts talking about Felicity "Pretty eyes eh? Someone sounds like they want tah run off with a certain runnah"

Zolomon snorts, he could try a little more of the ale Greg made though."Yes..pretty..."He smiles "Bu..beautiful and I..."He seems in deep thought at his words.."I..."Is he in love with Felicity? He frowns a little , he does like her, maybe more than like but likely not gonna say much "Sorry s..sur sort of..lost in thought, ya need help with something else?" Ok he is a little..buzzed with ale or whatever the drink was made from, maybe its rum.

Gregorian raises an eyebrow and looks down at his drink "How strong didn I make this?" He mutters "Yah've had one mug" He hehs, amused "Well if yah not just a lightweight I can definitely get beasts interested in a drink that strong" he moves the barrel back to a shelf to keep for later "Drinkin' or not yah still on punishment. Yah can wash the glass containah our" he nods towards the one they'd emptied into the other barrel "While yah doin' that I'll be workin' on anothah batch. Don't break anythin'"

Zolomon frowns and nods, yeah he can still clean and will be careful "Yes...sur" He sighed and carefully cleans the containers of glass, he again almost breaks it but luckily he doesn't, its safe and sound as he places it on the floor of the cellar after cleaning it and sighs as he looks around.He ends up helping get ingredients for some sort of ale, when he is finally released he goes to have an ale in the rec room.

Also in the Rec Room is Old Pete, isn’t he usually like on sentry duty? Well even this old as dirt hare needs a day off.He is sipping an ale and watches Zolomon come in”Ya look horrible kid”

Zolomon frowns and sits down and gets an ale as he drinks some “Yeah yeah...just need ale”

Pete grins “Yeah yeah kid….just drink some ale it will cheer ya up..though don't drink too much..some can’t handle too much ale”

Zolomon snorts, “I bet an old badger once in a drinking contest, his name was Zee...he was neat...wait he made of won, I don’t remember..been a while.”

Pete rolls his eyes”Yeah right like ta see ya try and beat me in a drink contect kid..ya will lose”

Zolomon snorts “I will win...so ...yeah” He grins “Ok let’s do it….this will be fun.”

Pete shrugs “Wot ever kid...wot ever…”

==Many many drinks later==

“See..*hic*..I be de best...I am de..de..winner...and ya know wot…*hic* I love Felicity..ya I...I…”He groans..too..much..ale and he throws up and slumps in the chair, “I….feel...sick..”He passes out.

Pete catches him as he finishes the last ale and smirks “I win…”He carries the hare to bed and then comes back to the Rec Room.

oz · Logs

**Got on as Benar **

Who:

Benar-Abbot of Redwall

Krisha- Badger Mother

some spoofed dibbuns.

LOG:

==Badger Mother's Room Redwall Abbey==

Krisha was sitting on the edge of the bed , looking at the old chest quietly and the key in her paw, she tried the lock and opened the chest glaceing inside it.

Inside the chest is a picture of a family of badgers, those badgers being a infant Oz, his older brother Zork and their parents, Also another picture shows Oz and his mate Northstar, she is holding their newborn Cole. Also in the chest is a quarterstaff that's a slight blue and made of metal, very very light weight.An old but very lovely dress, likely worn but Oz's mate Northstar and a small stuffed toy that looks like a sort of badger teddy bear. An old blue and white checked quilt and a couple books about Send Valley and one on herbs and healing by someone named Silverfangs. Other than this an old, slightly torn cloak, a wrap for maybe a sore leg or knee perhaps, some colored stones like river stones, a book of pressed leaves around Mossflower and assorted pictures likely dibbuns made threw the seasons.

Krisha studies these and a few tears go down her face and she lets a sob escape and closes the chest as she lays down.She sighs as his scent is still faint but its in the room still, and this only makes more tears come as she had come to think of Oz as a sort of grandfather or just father to her. A special guardian that's now...gone forever.

A small paw touches her arm, and then another one as a couple mouse dibbuns show up "Mother Krisha?" The seem curious, a vole dibbun even climbs up and goes to try and clear away some tears "You eyes leaking..."

There is a soft knock at the doorway"Krisha are you awake?"

Krisha blinks as she looks at the dibbuns, don't hide feelings from them he had said as she sniffs "Yeah....they are.."She sits up and sighs, she answers "Come in...."

Benar enters carrying an old jornal book, "I am sorry I didn't get this sooner, I have been busy..."He smiles at the dibbuns and then notices the tears "Are you ok Krisha dear?"

One of the 3 dibbuns speak "Her eyes were leaking."They snuggle close to her and smile, the other two dibbuns smile also to cheer up the Bagder Mother.

Krisha smiles a little, she can't help it and hugs the dibbuns "I will be ok little ones, get back to bed..ok?"

The dibbuns nod and slowly slip off, the last one the vole leaves her stuffed toy doll "They can stays with you to keep company"They then hurry to bed.

Benar smiles as he watches the dibbuns head back to bed and sits by Krisha "Dibbuns always do have a way to cheer one don't they?" He looks to the old journal " I thought you might want to read some of the old entries or maybe..write your own now."

Krisha nods in agreement and then looks at the abbot as she wipes away tears "I..I still miss him, I miss his voice and tea times, I miss helping him...and always reminding him to take that tonic of his, and he would and he even took it the..the day he...was in the orchards.."

Benar lays a paw on Krisha's arm and speaks "I still miss him as well and its ok to miss someone , he was important to a lot of us."

Krisha nods and gently hugs Benar, she looks to the journal and nods "I..think I might write my first entry as Badger Mother now...not to worry I know to be careful with it and will return it in the morning before breakfast"

Benar nods and hugs the badger as he stands "I will leave you to your writing, good night Mother Krisha" He then heads to his room.

Krisha nods "Good night Benar" She then gets a quill and ink and takes a deep breath and starts to write....

oz · RP Chat

The hares have saved the day again, they helped find and save 3 lost dibbuns, got a great meal as thanks and directions to a sign post to head onwards to Southwards!

http://forum.rwmuck.org/viewtopic.php?id=1061

oz · Logs

==Lost Dibbuns in A Storm!==
==GM-ED by Scioto=
=The journeying Tenderfoot hares get separated a short while from ElBIo but find him among a traveling band of musical traveling River beasts and help the band of beasts find 3 lost dibbuns=

LOG:

The day was...hot, it was still summer after all and the Traveling musical group was along the river, a good location when it's hot.The otter pine and his squirrel friend Elm stood near the tents they set up and sighed. Honeyfur was a hamster and also was close, the others were 6 hamsters and 1 other squirrel. "I don't know where they are but we need to find them"He looked up "And before a storm hits" Though a storm be welcome any other time to cool them off.

Elbio watches the group of beasts "Umm....I could help, well me and my friends could help find the dibbuns and you did help me, though"He frowns "Guess I am sort of lost as well but still willing to help."

Pine nods, the otter crosses his arms "Any help be nice. And the young ones have been missing for a few hours now, we were lookin' fer them when we found you."

Elbio nods and smiles "i am sure my friends would jolly well love to help" He sits down on a fallen log "We are on our way to Southsward..not sure how far it is but it's along the river and there is supposed to be like this castle place too"

Pine grins "I could point ya in the right direction"He then sighs "But please, for now help me and my friends find the 3 dibbuns...2 hamsters and a squirrel" He frowns those clouds are getting darker,"Before the storm, if that's possible"

"Elbiooooo..." A voice calls from some spot deeper in the forest. "Elbio, where are ya? This ain't bloomin' funny!"

Elbio nods as he listens, then he hears a familiar voice "And that...would be one of me friends."It's not his fault he got this lost, it's the hot sun's fault and it's unclear how far he was carried when he was found,about the only good thing is he did find wild blackberries and blueberries, and this traveling group has good food too."HEY!" He shouts and walks towards the voice.

Pine tilts his head and yeah they got food, fish and hot root stew and some sort of wild berry muffins the group likes to make. He sits as he was standing and the squirrel friend of his walks over "Ya really think they can help, can we trust them?" The otter smiles "They be hares, the Long Patrol I have heard of them from a few otters, they live in some mountain by the sea coast "

"Is that you? Where are ya?" The voice gets closer.

Elbio calls out "By the river, just look for the wagon" He frowns as it starts to rain and mutters "Great"Least it's not hard rain.

Pine looks to the voice, yeah not hard rain ....yet but the wind does pick up as he stands "Ok whoever is gonna go look for the dibbuns come on, whomever is staying here ...stay" Of course Elm is helping, the squirrel and 2-3 hamsters go to help.Pine the otter looks at Elbio "You and your friends gonna help?" He sounds hopeful.

Adrian steps out of the tree-line, and sighs. "Mont 'n' I 'ave been lookin' for you for an hour..." He shakes his head, cups his paws around his mouth, and shouts, "MONTYYYYY... I FOUND 'IM..."

Elbio says, "Sorry sur, I got a little lost and...musta passed out cause I woke up with these guys"He points back to the wagon of hamsters and the two squirrels, he also looks over at Pine and walks back over to him"Sorry chap...just me friends were worried."He hmmms and well he should ask as he looks to Adrian "Sur..can we help them find their missing dibbun, I am sure it won't be too long and then we can get on our way""

Pine looks over as more hares show up and nods a hello, he lets Elibo explain as he walks slowly over motioning for the others to wait a moment. 3-4 are sitting by a path, the others in this band of beasts stay by the wagon and wait to see what happens.

Adrian frowns, and peers up at the sky. "Gonna be a storm soon... 'Ow long 'as the' little buggah been missin'?"

Elbio is not sure on that answer, but looks to Pine for a reply.

Pine replies "About half a day now, they were ta play close to the wagon and..well wandered off and no one knows where"

"'Alf a day?" Adrian blinks. "Hrmm... They could be anywhere... Yes... We'll 'elp. Elbio, yer wi' me. C'mon."

Elbio salutes, "Yes sur" He has finally learned the salutes and is getting into the habit of it now. He frowns at the clouds "Guess we...go this a way and the others can go the other way."

Pine smiles, he will stick with Elibo and Adrian, "Not too much along the river, that's dangerous really but storms can get bad."It's starting to rain harder now and the wind is picking up as the otter frowns. Meanwhile along the river path is old sandbars some have used to cross the river, but with rushing waters storms cause...it's not always a wise idea to go along them.But the 3 missing dibbuns found it and wanted to cross to get to a patch of wild strawberries and some pretty flowers, the squirrel got back across and the two hamsters dibbuns, did not yet and whimper as they seem to ebbate on crossing or not or staying where they are as the storm slowly gets worse.

Adrian shades his eyes from the rain with a paw. "'Ow far along do ya think they are?" he calls out. The rain is pelting down hard enough that he can't yet see the sandbars.

Elbio frowns as he tries to look around, and for paw prints but it's too muddy now from the rain and he is getting soaked, but he is a Long Patrol hare and will, he WILL help find the dibbuns"Maybe they didn't get too far, I sadly didn't see them when I was a..well wee bit lost gathering supplies."Yeah he found berries also, not strawberries just balckberries and blueberries and there is a good amount of those bushes around when one looks.But right now he is trying to find signs of dibbuns.

Pine sighs, "I don't know, I don't think they would go in the woods we told em stay by the river..."He frowns also he said stay close to the wagon but well..dibbuns get into mischief a good deal.Not to far the squirrel dibbun paces back and forth as he frowns, one hamster gets brave and eekes as they slip and fall off the sandbar, the other starts wailing and backs up again shivering.The squirrel dibbun frowns and starts crying "Mommy....mommy where are you, I want mommy!!" He seems the oldest and the hamster dibbuns a little younger than him.Luckily the hamster that feel in gets ahold of a broken limb to stay above the water but he is still in trouble.His sister curls up on the shore, on the opposite side of the squirrel.

Adrian's ears perk. "Wait... Shhh..." He holds a finger to his lips. Sure enough, the wailing dibbun can be barely heard over the storm. "That way!"

Elbio ears perk as he listens and nods, heading that direction as he scans the area, the path, the woods and the river, though he is hoping they are not in the river.

The squirrel dibbun frowns and looks over at the hamster on the other side of the sand bar "Stays..."He frowns, he doesn't want his friend in the river, the one hamster dibbun already is! He wails and barely holds onto the branch to keep above the water.The squirrel hears the sounds of voices and whimpers, are they friends that come closer or foes?

Adrian finally makes it to the river's edge. Squinting through the driving rain, he can see the hamster barely clinging to the branch. He doesn't take even a moment to think, he strips off his uniform jacket, and dives in.

Elbio catches up and frowns, he does see the squirrel and offers a smile "Hey chap..long Patrol at ya service."He looks around they said 3..."Is there another dibbun?" Oh please please be ok he thinks or know where they are and they be ok.

The hamster wails and ends up letting go of the branch when it hits against a rock and splashes around close to Adrain! The squirrel backs up and then clings onto to Elibo and starts sobbing, shivering as he is glad an adult is here but also this storm is scary." He points to the other side, "Rosy is there" And there indeed is the other hamster, curled into a shivering ball a little too close to the river edge. Pine has yet to catch up, but he did hear the dibbuns and is headed that way as well.

The current is strong, and Adrian has to fight it to reach the dibbun in peril. Fortunately... She's close, and he reaches out blindly to grab her.

Elbio frowns, he sits the squirrel down and looks at the sandbar and the water going over it and gulps "Ok...how ta do this"He is not getting the dibbun to come to him after all.

The hamster manages to get ahold of Adrians arm and shivers from the water and from fear.Pine catches up and frowns "Oh my...."He looked relieved to see the squirrel and frowns as he looks around"Where is the other two"He asks Elibo, and sees Rosy on the other side of the river and frowns "The sand bar is not wise to try and cross, your lose your balance"

Adrian and the dibbun are being swept down-river, but he attempts to grab any branch he can find.

Elbio frowns, "Someone has to get her..."He frowns when he notices Adrian and frowns more, he is not sure how to help, least Adrian but he is helping to get to the other hamster and is fairly good at balancing, he starts to go across, almost slipping once and gulps, he manages to barely get across and goes to try and pick up the other hamster, "Hey lass...ya ok?"

Pine watches nervous and looks at the rushing water. He frowns as he looks to the squirrel "Stay..."The squirrel nods as Pine dives in and goes to help get Adrian and the hamster to shore.."Grab onto to me!" He yells and does his best to avoid any dangers like passing branches or rocks in the river bed.

Adrian spots the otter, and grabs his paw. The dibbun he's gripping in his other arm whimpers in fear.

Elbio picks up the other hamster shivering form and looks back to the other side of the sand bar, he takes a deep breath and goes to cross it, almost a cross he slips but wraps his arms around the dibbun when he falls and quickly grabs a low lieing branch and frowns, ok shore is just right there, he can most likely make it...he thinks.

Pine slowly gets to shore and shakes off water as he does so, he makes sure the hare and hamster is ok and heads back to where the squirrel is and frowns as the squirrel points to Elibo and the wailing hamster thats holding onto him as the hare holds onto a low branch of a tree hanging just off shore.He thinks ok how to make sure he doesn't lose the dibbun and still help the hare too "One sec...be right back! Just hang onto the tree branch!"

Adrian sets the dibbun down. The pair are drenched to the bone. "Elbio, don't let go, ya hear? Hang on!"

Elbio nods, he is being fairly good at staying calm, for now as he keeps a grip on a wailing dibbun and the other paw on the tree branch, His paw hurts holding the branch but he manages to keep a grip.

Pine meanwhile has found his friend ELM...they come back and Pine carefully goes to get the dibbun from Elibo as Elm makes sure to keep the branch steady and bethere to hopefully make sure no one else goes into the river. "Ok slowly...carefully.."

Adrian watches the proceedings closely. "Yer almost there, Elbio! Just a few moments more!"

Elbio frowns, but he adjusts where he is slightly so the otter or maybe Elm can get the dibbun, he starts to lose his grip on the branch at about the same time and frowns, ok that's not a good thing.

Pine and Elm manage to get the dibbun and Pine quickly grabs Elibo before he has a chance to go down the river and goes to get him the rest of the way to shore and smiles "THere ya go lad"

Adrian let's out his breath. "Thank th' bloody fates... This coulda turned very bad, mate."

Elbio is clearly glad to be on shore as he did lose his grip but also that's when the otter grabbed him and got him to shore, he nods "I..I can swim..a little."Ok he has to work on that and he will, he is fine in calm water, not so in moving water."Now wot?"

Pine grins, it's still raining but he is happy "Thank you, thank you a lot....and now we get back ta the others and me and my crew can share some hot root stew, wild berry muffins and some rice cakes with ya, we also have some of our famous pudding.The 3 dibbuns are happy as well and seem glad to see Pine and Elm, "So lets head back ta camp..shall we?" Hopefully the others are there as well since there was the 2nd group that went looking the other direction.

Adrian retrieves his jacket. "Sounds good. Monty oughta be back there, too... I really need ta get dried out..."

Elbio smiles and nods as he goes to follow them back to camp."We can rest and head on..umm..guess follow the river still"

Pine smiles, they get back to camp and the dibbuns rush to their parents and smiles all around. They are all given that promised meal and soon the rest of the searching beasts come and everyone is reunited with everyone..hares are altogether as is the band of musical beasts who even give the hares a show as a form of thanks, later before its time to sleep Pine shows a direction "You’re see a sign post that will help ya as well not too far from 'ere....we wish ya luck on your journey."

Elbio smiles as he finds Hot Root is delicious! So is the muffins and well..any food is good when its been berries and fish and sometimes wild greens for food. He enjoys the show but ends up falling asleep before the other hares do.Well they can wake him in the morning when they head onwards on their journeys.

Adrian greets Monty when they get back to the camp, and they all three feast. On the morrow, they'll continue on toward Southsward.

oz · RP Chat

time change 5 or 6 EST Still on 20th Aug

oz · Logs

Who:

Zolomon- Private First Class, Runner and archer in LP

Felicity- Corporal, Runner in the LP

Gregorian- Sargent,Fighter and Blacksmith in LP

Spoofs of hares watching the race and even the Badger Lord watches from the crowd also!!

LOG:

Zolomon was training and had been doing some basic exercise drills of push ups, chin ups, sits ups and some jumping jacks.Now he stepped over to lift some weights.

Gregorian tends to be in and out all day between training recruits and privates, setting up for things and in and out of the forge he's pretty busy. He finally reappears again and stops in side the door, looks around and appears puzzled.

Zolomon looks over as he lifts some weights and goes to do a few more push ups with one arm and then stands, a little running in place before he sees Greg and does a salute "Sir...Hallo Sir..is all ok?"

Gregorian salutes back but shakes his head and pats his pockets down before pulling a pile of papers out to quickly look through "Just fine private. Must have got turned around and forgotten somethin', I was sure I had some sort of class tah help with now" frowning at his notes trying to find the mistake as he moves, going to sit on the edge of one of the weights benches for a much needed break "I think somethin' got cancelled..." he doesn't sound sure at all.

Zolomon shrugs "I...don't know sir, sorry.I did hear some recruit shot someone in the foot with an arrow, but lucky the thick boot helped it not be very deep in the footpaw."He places the weights down and sits down for a small break."Not sure if a class was canceled or not though...maybe ask around?"

Felicity enters the training room in her oldest uniform. Its sleeves were trimmed short and hemmed, presumably because of holes in the elbows. It doesn't have any rank marks on it, which makes it good for exercising in! Her pants have patches on the knees, too. Oldest uniform she owns. "Oh, 'ello, thah." She smiles and waves to the others as she enters. "'Ow are ya today?"

Gregorian suddenly looks up at Zolomon exasperated "/Again/? Seriously?" he shakes his head and sighs heavily "Do yah know how many recruits have shot each othah and themselves in the footpaws in the time I've been here? I don't! I've lost count there's been so damn many!" he sounds genuinely annoyed about it. He looks like he might go on too until Felicity appears and he stops just before saying something and just deflates after a moment, letting out the breath saved for the angry ranting with a string of random noises as his shoulders relax and slump. He throws out a relaxed salute "'ey...Well I'm assumin' I've got a break" he rests back to lie on the bench instead.

Zolomon frowns, "Well maybe we just....keep the longbows from them..."He then starts chuckling at a memory, "I remember a while back me and me best buddy...I suggested he learn longbow..hee hee, bad idea"He grins, funny now ...wasn't then.."He got me ear and....well the target also...he also shot Mr. M in de footpaw, hee hee.."He smiles "Memories ..."He had been moving the target seems and the ege of it was gotten.

Felicity walks over to the weights area. "Assumin' y'got a break? Was there s'possed to be somethin' 'appenin' in 'ere t'day? I don't think I knew about it...." She glances at Zolomon. "I'm glad y'back t'y'old self, Zolomon, but I must say 'tis /awfully/ confusin' when y'use those nicknames o' yours."

"Yeah, yah all idiots" Greg mutters at Zolomon's tale "I could probably count the seasons in arrow accidents. The archery trainers need a lesson in teachin' or somethin'" he looks uncomfortable as he tries to stretch his back out "I have it on authority that some recruit shot themselves with an arrow again and a class got cancelled...Or my back is killin' me and that's wot I'm choosin' tah hear because I can't see anywhere else I'm suppose tah be"

Zolomon nods and smiles at Felicity,"Yeah...and nick names are me Fel. Not gonna go away"He grins and watches her, smileing again "You should smile Fel....tis a good day, fairly good day anyways...and good days are...good and I like your smile tis.."He clears his throat, and glaces at the Sargent, almost forgot he was there as he speaks "Breaks are good, even his Lordship takes breaks."

Felicity stands up a little straighter. "I've nevah been shot in trainin', and the last time I shot anybeast was when I was just a leveret and 'ad nevah 'eld a sling afore. I got m'brothah's shin. It bled /everywhere/. 'Aven't shot anybeast on accident since." As Zolomon starts complimenting her smile, the Corporal blushes and smiles slightly, but then it turns into a scowl. Thankfully, he breaks off and addresses the Sargeant. "Oh, aye. If there's s'possed t'be a class in 'ere, but none o' y'students show up, an' y'weren't told class was cancelled....well, then, a beast c'n 'ardly blame ya f'r bein' in 'ere the whole time. I'd vouch f'r ye m'self!" Like a Corporal's word would stand up in a tribunal or whatever. But she's trying to be nice, okay?

Gregorian's ear turns to the whole smile thing but he doesn't comment, he hasn't heard enough to comfortably jump to the conclusion. He grunts at the idea of the Badger Lord having a break "I'm not so sure about that" Felicity gets a nod "I'm where I was told tah be, wotevah is goin' on if they've not deemed tah tell me I'll just have tah yell at someone for latah"

Zolomon shrugs "He likely has breaks..I'm sure." He hmms "Maybe I can help with an archery class"

Felicity nods. "Aye, ye're a good shot. I sometimes 'elp with trainin' out on th' sands. Some o' our Recruits aren't from this area, an' so they're not used t'walkin' an' runnin' an' fightin' on the sands. I grew up 'ere, an' doing stuff out on th' sands is my specialty, so I volunteer f'r that." She smiles shyly, and adds, "I'm also the fastest Runnah in the Mountain -- although not in the 'istory o' th' Patrol," she adds modestly, "so I can add little tips on 'ow to not fall flat on y' face when runnin' on the sands." She shakes her head. "May'ap we c'n 'elp each othah. I'm not that great with archery. Dead shot with m'sling, but can't shoot arrows very well. An' I c'n give y'woodland-trained legs some tips to 'elp y'not fall t'y'death."

Gregorian closes his eyes for a moment but he's still listening "So long as yah first lesson is don't point the arrow at yah fellow hare and shoot them it might help" though his eyes are still closed Greg raises an eyebrow and points at Zolomon with an ear "I thought he said he was the fastest runnah in the patrol"

Zolomon frowns as he looks at FelicIty "Ya mistaken, I be de fastest hare 'ere...ask anyone Fel and ya will see"He smiles now and sticks his tongue out at her.He grins at Greg "I am, de lass just don't know it sir...buts that's ok."

Felicity looks at Gregorian confused, but then turns to Zolomon, indignant. "ExCUSE you?! /I've/ been told by /superiahs/ since /I/ was in TRAININ' that /I'm/ th' fastest Runnah the Patrol 'as! We may be equals, but YOU, /sah/, are NOT any bettah than me when it comes t'bein' a Runnah!!" Her paws are curled into fists, and she's glaring at him, /daring/ him to sass her again.

Gregorian cracks open his eyes to look between the pair but keeps his mouth firmly shut. Felicity looks angry, he is not bringing that wraith down upon himself.

Zolomon rolls his eyes "Well that was before your truely came here ta stay..but dont worry, your still a good runner"He smirks "I'm just better and faster and I was the one who got news here after all, fairly quick too...record time"

"Bettah?! BETTAH?!" Felicity is angry now. Oooh, he's asking for it! "NOBEAST is bettah than me! Whot make y'bettah than me, you....you male chauvinist!" Okay, he may not be being sexist right now, but she's had to deal with other superiors telling her that she will never amount to much due to her gender, so she's a bit more sensitive to that than she should be. "Just 'cause ye've gotten somethin' somewhere in record speed doesn't make y'bettah than me at bein' a Runnah! Especially on the shiftin' sands o' the beach!"

Gregorian finally sits up with a quiet creak "Alright, alright" he says as he raises a paw at the pair "Runnahs racin' each othah up and down the shore tah settle these arguments is practically an unofficial time honored tradition. There's no need tah come tah blows that'll cause me papahwork we'll just have a race"

Zolomon folds his arms over his chest "I' Better lass!!" He looks at Greg "A race....well that be jolly well good, then she will see who be better sur"

Felicity looks about ready to slap somebody! Then she smiles and bows to the Sargeant. "Oh, aye, a race sounds /lovely/, Sah. I'm glad y'mentioned it." Turning to her fellow Runner, she narrows her eyes. "An' yes, we'll see who's bettah, won't we, laddie buck? I say, 'ow 'bout we do it now? Go out t'th'beach an' race immediately! Gregorian could even judge it."

Gregorian grunts as he hauls himself back up on to his feet, or foot and pegleg anyway "Alright, I can time yah both but lets just remembah this is a /friendly/ competition and while I can't stop yah if take this seriously and yah start fightin' halfway down the beach yah bettah be ready for me when I catch up" he gives them both a scary look before clapping his paws and heading for the door "Come on then"

Zolomon smirks "This should be fun and we shall see WHOM be de best!" He is all for wining this, "Lets go the beach awaits"

Felicity smiles primly. "Oh, don't worry, I will only touch 'im if 'e touches me first." She follows the Sargeant out the door, head held high. "Aye, the beach awaits. I will take m'sword, though, just in case vermin await, too," she adds under her breath. Better safe than sorry, right?

==TO THE BEACH!!==

Gregorian hides a smirk being a very serious face as he stands on the shore waiting for the pair to get ready. He's even nicked a sand glass timer from the kitchen to time it for the records and after he told the cooks why he was taking it a few hares who were eating have come out to watch instead.

Zolomon is clearly ready as he grins, stretches a little and smiles. He has his longbow to the side and is, yep he is ready "I am so ready, ya ready to lose lass?"

Felicity calmly stretches and tests the sand with her footpaws, smiling slightly. "I dunno, are y'ready to lose? 'Cause I think the fates are ready t'whup y'scut at the paws o' a girl." She checks to make sure her sword is securely in its hilt, then gets into a ready-to-run stance, looking to Gregorian for the signal to go.

"Well I've heard worse trash talk" Greg mutters with vague amusement as he uses his pegleg to draw a straight line in the sand before snatching a bow off an observing hare, drawing an arrow way back and shooting it far down the shore. He squints at it and seems satisfied with the distance "Alright, line up. Yah run, touch the arrow and then come back. Get lined up" he points at the line he drew in the sand and then steps back to stand to the side of it, waiting until they're both in position and not over the line "Alright? Ready! Set! Go!" he barks out the words.

Zolomon grins and is read, and he is set, and he waits for the signal for go.He then speeds off and runs at a very good pace, he runs smoothy and chuckles, this is fun and kicking sand as he goes! "Sorry fer de sand in ya eyes lass!!!"

Felicity waits at the line, calmly, clearing her mind until all she thinks of is the next step. When the signal is given, she takes off, kicking up much less sand than the other hare, and keeping pace with him as if it were nothing. Instead of saying anything in return, she just focuses on her breathing and her steps. She lengthens her strides and actually gets a little ahead of the male hare.

Gregorian watches them go off like a shot and finally allows a little smirk as the little crowd sounds excited for the start. He's never been that fast in his life but he was never a runner.

Zolomon grumbles and speeds up now and hee hees as he is beside her now "Hey lass...nice day ta ..lose..." He gets a little tiny bit ahead and yes there is a crowd now of hares, and oh look it seems the badger is watching, though from a distance, hares are evening possible placing quiet bets on who will win and who will lose.

Felicity feels herself getting irritated with the other hare's remarks, and decides that if she's gonna lose, at least she can give him such a good run for it that he's get out of breath and can't say anything more! Lengthening her strides even more and speeding up, she passes him again, keeping her breath for running instead of making jabs at him. As the arrow approaches, she slows down some, but instead of stopping to touch it, she makes a circle around it, touching the feathers on the end so the arrow jiggles. She touched it, but nobody said she had to STOP and touch it......

It would be entirely unethical for Greg to get involved in the betting while he's judging. He does so anyway of course, he just keeps it quiet. He's gets out a little telescope to watch them as they approach the arrow so he can see when they touch it.

Zolomon does touch the arrow and it does slow him down a little but hey he catches up and grins, "Hi again lass!!!" He is beside her and then....is ahead of her as he heads to the finish line!

Felicity smiles and puts on a huge burst of speed, easily passing the other racer! She had been saving this last bit of energy for the last leg of the race. She's breathing harder, and kicking up more sand as she practically flies over the beach! Smiling, she keeps her comments to herself, so as to not waste precious breath.

Gregorian lines up with the finishing line to look down it so he can see exactly who's first since it's looking like it's going to be a close one.

Zolomon snorts and speeds up, he achally almost falls on his face and just barely keeps his balance and then speeds up more and pants, yeah this is tireing and he tried but he is SO not losing this as he goes to catch up and gets beside her again.

Felicity hears him almost fall and smirks. Dumb woodlander can't run on sand to save his life. But no words cross her lips. She sees him come up beside her out of her peripheral vision and speeds up just a tiny bit, getting ahead of him only the smallest little bit. But she's alread running at almost her top speed. As the draw near to the finish line, the crowd starts cheering for whichever one of them each hare had bet on (although a couple are just cheering for both of them -- maybe they didn't make a bet).

Gregorian gets ready as the crowd gets more and more excited and the shouting gathers more attention so the crowd has been steadily growing though by the time most of the mountain finds out it'll be all over.

Zolomon grins as he is fully focused on this race and oh look there is the finish line and he is nearing it, closer..closer...use one last bit of energy and speed and he is beside her as he looks forwards and goes to cross the line, is she still beside him?

Felicity is in stride with the other hare, and she crosses the finish line at the exact same moment he does! But she doesn't know it yet. She allows her momentum to carry her past the finish line, and she takes a few steps to slow down. Turning around, she jogs back to Gregorian, panting. "So.....which...one...o'....us.....won....wot?" she manages to get out, bending over slightly and leaning on her knees, trying to get her heart rate back to normal.

Gregorian watches the line as he tracks them with his ears until finally they cross and he pauses. He's thinking as he straightens up, trying to mentally replay it and make really sure as the whole crowd stares before he finally looks at Felicity "Both of yah. It's a draw" even he sounds surprised. He looks back at the crowd and raises his voice "It's a draw!" there's one happy yell from somewhere in the crowd, apparently only one won the bet and guess they would tie.

Zolomon pants and listens "A..tie?" He falls over in the sand, hey he is tried as he manages to slowly catch his breath and looks at Felicity
Felicity looks flabbergasted. "A tie?! Wh...." she bends in half at the hips, leaning on her knees as she stares at the ground, her heart still beating a little too fast for comfort. A grin spreads over her face, and she looks Zolomon right in the eye. "Well, well, looks like y're not th' fastest 'are in th' Mountain, laddie buck! An' neithah am I! We're bloody well tied! Hah!" She holds out a paw to him to help him up. "I think I can deal with that, wot!" She tries to be a good loser, she really does.

Gregorian chuckles at the confused crowd "Actually, yah wrong" he says to Felicity "Yah both the fastest hare in the mountain. Now, I think that calls for a drink! And maybe a seat for the pair of yah, eh?" he starts to usher the crowd back inside.

Zolomon allows the help up and nods "Yeah..a tie that's ok lass.."He chuckles and smiles at her,he keeps eye contact with her and seems..sort of lost in thought, "When the sun hits your eyes they sparkle like stardust did ya know that lass.."Wait! Did that just come out of his mouth!He then steps back a little and looks at the sand, ok then thoughts in his brain came out loud in words, he hears both and fastest hares and a drink and nods "Drinks..yes of..of course sur...drinks are good."A small smile.

Felicity blushes. "Um, thanks..." she quickly joins the crowd. "Aye, um, yeah, a drink, yeah..." But, alas, it's not to be! The moment she walks in the door of Salamandastron, she gets accosted by a leveret caretaker, and so the Corporal has to go rescue them from her sister. No rest for the weary, it seems. She joins up with the group later, Julia in tow. They can have tea or something....

Zolomon watches her go in and sighs, a small smile though and then heads in with every one else, the race was sort of fun, but now he needs a rest....but after a drink.

oz · RP Chat

Ok Tuesday 2 or 3 EST 20th August. for the help the traveling beasts find the 3 lost dibbuns. They wil be needing to find them during a thunderstorm and the river will likely be involved, not sure what else but no falling in large cracks in ground ...that will be another role play for another day....Hope can do the role play!

Find the 3 Lost Dibbuns of the Riverpath Traveling Musical Beasts..mostly hamster and a couple squirrels led by an otter. Thier 3 dibbuns wandered off and a thunderstorm is brewing!!

oz · Redwall Abbey

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Dear Friends,

I am sorry I have not written since the death Of Oz Winters. But I write now. Summer is just about over now and Autumn harvest will be starting very soon. Not much has happen at our abbey...until today

The Summer of Partings

The Summer feast and I think one of the best yet. Music and Dance and very good food. Friends and visitors.

Oswald and The Southern Winds Traveling performers are here! Music, juggling and a magic show , all was great and the dancing...why even our Friar and Gatekeeper danced.

Mother Krisha seems to be doing well with the dibbuns.

The feast has cheered up a lot of beasts whom needed it as Oz was not the only beast we lost in the past few weeks, we lost a dibbun..Northstar and a dear friend, Hawkeye has passed on to the Dark forest. Vojin the former Head Guard of Ferravale had returned, briefly to seek forgiveness and has now headed south, with his wife and dibbun and I wish him well.

Well I should sleep now.

Signed
Brother Gorvenalus Recorder of Redwall Abbey

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