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**Patch the rat.....has a not so great day ***

Who:

Patch-Spy,Bar Tender

Blisa-Chieftain of Ferravale

Basil-Snake

Riana-Large eagle

Spoofed body guards of Chieftain

Log:

"Is this it?" Blisa is outside the city of Ferravale, looking at a patch of what looks like weeds. "Oh, yes, Chieftain," a Healer eagerly answers, pointing to the plants. "These are the herbs we're hoping to gather for the garden." The cat's bodyguards and the couple of city guards who have accompanied this little expedition look skeptical, but the other Healers nod in cheerful agreement with the one who spoke. The young leader scratches her head. "Well, I'm sure they will be a great addition to the garden, but I don't quite understand why you wanted me to see them."

Patch walks along the path, he has been out and about most of the day doing what he does best, basically looking around and keeping an eye out for anything out of place, so far he has found not much that's ...well bad anyways.

The Healer is about to respond when a reptilian scream echoes from the forest to the North. "AAAAH, LEAVE ME ALONE!!!" An eagle's screech follows, along with crashing through the underbrush. It sounds as if something huge and heavy is headed in the direction of the Ferravalians! The guards immediately ready their weapons and surround Blisa, who has drawn her dirk and dagger. The Healers scramble to hide in the middle of the group, not really being very good fighters, despite the fact that they're all 3 of them rats. The crashing sounds get closer, and an eagle's angry screech echoes louder than them.....

Patch tenses and looks around quickly, he has no clue which way be best to run and he spots a tree and quickly climbs it to get out of the way or what ever is coming down the path. A dagger is then in paw as he looks left, right, down and just in case he looks up.

The sounds get closer through the woods to the North. Just as the archers (including Ferdinand) fit arrows to bowstrings and pull back, preparing to aim, a huge whip tail snake bursts through the undergrowth, screaming in pure terror. A second later, a magnificently large golden eagle slips between the tops of 2 trees, screeching in the Northlands eagle language, possibly using profanity. It's Basilisk (terrified out of his mind) being chased by Riana (indescribably angry). Upon seeing the group, the snake tastes the air. "BLISSSAAAA!!! SSSSAVE ME! CRAZZZZY EAGLE WANTSSSSSS TO KILLLL MEEEEEEEE!!!!" He zooms past the group, every single beast watching him go past, too shocked to do anything about the situation. Riana starts to circle the group, her sharp eyes spotting the Chieftain immediately. "Your stupid snake has been trying to steal all my prey for the past month! Do something about him or I swear I shall slay him!!!"

Patch gasps, "Oh my..that's an eagle..that's an eagle chiefie!!"

Still screaming, Basil careens around the woods until he collides with the tree Patch is in. The snake was going so fast, he knocks himself unconscious, sending twigs and leaves falling onto the ground below. Riana lands on the path and folds her wings, looking fiercely at the creatures assembled before her. "UHNG, finally, that monstrosity has shut up. I tell you, Blisa, he is the most noisy thing I have ever encountered. I do believe he couldn't sneak up on a dead log without scaring it away. I haven't been able to hunt since he started following me! Why on Earth did you let your stupid little pet escape from you like that?" The Chieftain walks forward, ignoring Patch's brilliant (*insert sarcasm font*) observation. "He somehow escaped the day I was kidnapped by a warlord," she answers calmly. "I've been hoping to find him ever since." The guards are still looking a little lost on what to do, as well as terrified by the fact that there is a gigantic beast-eating golden eagle talking to  their Chief as if it were a natural and daily occurrence.

Patch screams as he falls, he hits one branch, and then another , and then another and then the ground with a low groan and puts up a finger "I'm ok..I live,,ouch...no..ouch my shoulder..worries"

Blisa and the other Ferravalians turn and watch the rat fall out of the tree. Riana eyes him fiercely. "Is he a spy? Do I need to eat him for you, Blisa?" "Oh, no, no, no," the cat hurriedly says, smiling and walking over to the fallen, well, he is a spy, but still.... "He's with me. He actually runs my tavern, so I kinda need him to, uh, dispense booze to the vermin in my village so they don't revolt." The eagle looks disappointing, but she nods and ruffles her wings. "Since you have your pathetic pet returned to you, am I correct in assuming you shall keep him with you now and he won't be disturbing my hunts any longer?" The Chieftain nods. "Oh, yes, I'll do my best to keep him within the confines of Ferravale, no need to worry." The giant bird nods, eyeing the other Ferravalians hungrily. "Well, that is good to hear, my dear Blisa. I shall then return to my hunt....don't stray too far from your village, little vermin," she addresses the guards and Healers, a slightly sadistic smile spreading on her face. "Good day, Blisa. Hope to chat again soon." Spreading her wings, she takes to the air and flies off, back to the north, which is her territory. Blisa breathes a sigh of relief.

Patch frowns and backs up..bumping into the tree and gulps, he slowly stands clearly listening to every word the bird says..though...."Umm...there is also..Redwall Beasts traveling...so like..they are not food.."Think fast Patch, think fast before she sees you as food "BUT....but there was this rather rude...clearly drunk weasel on the road, he tried to stab me but I tripped him and he fell face first into the ditch and he was rather peeved off...and drunk...and yeah rude."

If Riana heard Patch's helpfulness before she left, she doesn't show it, and within moments she has disappeared over the tree canopy. Blisa sits on the ground, obviously coming down from an adrenaline rush. "Okay.....yeah. Oh, Patch, she doesn't eat woodlanders, only vermin, so the Redwallers are mostly safe." Ferdinand, having put up his archery stuff, stalks over to the unconscious snake and pokes him. "What do we do with thith one?" The ferret is clearly not happy that the snake is back. The Chieftain shrugs. "Um....wait until he wakes up?"

Patch walks over slowly "So..where has scales been anyways?" He nods "Well good ta know..maybe she will eat that rude weasel but then soon the tavern is open again"He grins "I got a lot of new drink ideas too your gonna love"

Blisa shrugs. "Who even knows. I guess we'll find out when he wakes up." Standing back up with Ferdinand's help, the Chieftain raises an eyebrow. "Oh, really? Well, Patch, I'll be sure to try them at some point, but if a drink is popular, I ask that you continue to sell it, even if I personally don't enjoy it." The Healers have started gathering the herbs, picking some and carefully uprooting others. The guards are warily watching the skies, extremely nervous that the eagle is going to surprise attack them.

Patch nods "Also...de village may get visitors, not sure when didn't ask..I could ask..maybe, but they were on the way ta Camp Willow and I cant go thar"

Blisa looks sharply at the rat. "Visitors? What kind of visitors? Why didn't you tell me before somehow?" At this moment, Basilisk starts to awaken, and every one knows it because he starts whining and wailing about how his head hurts. Ferdinand clenches his jaws and fists. Great. His FAVOURITE sound in all the world. (That's sarcasm, something the ferret may start utilizing now that the snake is back.)

Patch frowns "I..didn't know when they would go, just over heard some talk...that Abbot bushtail or wot ever and his merry band of Redwallers...Spring visiting or something or other"

As the snake continues to wail, Blisa rolls her eyes. "Basil, be quiet!" As he whimpers and gingerly drapes his tail over his bruised nose, the cat sighs. "His name is Abbot Benar, so please keep that in mind while he's here, and try to be polite, will you?" Scratching her ear, the Chieftain adds, "And having them visit doesn't bother me too much. Remember, I spent much of my Dibbunhood living at the Abbey."

Patch nods as he listens and frowns a little, seems he knows other stuff too...hey he is Patch he learns stuff, sometimes he will out right ask beasts things he is curious of, "Yeah yeah..dibbunhood and all that"

Blisa glances at the rat suspiciously as the Healers continue to do their job of harvesting herbs. "What else do you know, Patch?" she asks quietly, not necessarily menacingly, but certainly also not to be messed with. Basil whines, "Got lossssst in the woodssss and couldn't hunt, ssssso sssssslept for the Winter hungry!" That explains why he looks underfed now. "Sssss, woke up and couldn't findssssss Blissssa, sssssso Bassssil hadssssssto follow eveil eagle--" "You're lucky the didn't thkin you alive, geniuth," Ferdinand snaps at him. "Bassssil not ssssscared of sssstupid little eagle!" "Then how come you were running in blind panic?" the ferret retorts. Blisa covers her eyes with a paw.

Patch frowns, he looks at Blisa "Umm...nothing..just talked ta..stripy..welll he wouldn't talk so asked the one eared hare..and umm...well not your concern, not like its some danger to Ferravale and the abbey has it like...they can handle it I am sure and who ever steps up as a replacement when needed"

Blisa whips around and goes to grab the rat's shirt. "Excuse me? If it wasn't my concern, then why did you mention it in the first place? BASIL AND FERDINAND, PLEASE HUSH UP!!" As the snake and the ferret stare at her in silent surprise, the Chieftain turns back to the spy and tries to trip him, keeping a nice tight hold on his shirt as she does so. "What replacement? A replacement for whom? Do you mean Xander or Oz, you irritating little fleabag?? Tell me everything, immediately! I JUST GOT MY SNAKE BACK AFTER BEING SCARED TO DEATH, DON'T TRY ME!" For a petite person, she's got some fire to her, I dare say.....

Patch gasps and tries to run away and then, well he almost falls flat on his face as he wiggles to get loose and then just gives up "I don't know all de details...ok...just know something wrong with..."He frowns, he then speaks"I mean...could of asked...him but he seemed tried and....ya might want ta visit Oz...he's like ill or something...well something"

Blisa gasps slightly, then goes to put a foot on the rat to pin him down. The other beasts stay back, knowing better than to mess with the Chieftain when she's upset. Even Basilisk is basically silent, although he does whimper a tiny bit as he fails at hiding behind Ferdinand. "What?? Oz is sick? Wha.....when did you find this out?"

Patch frowns up at her "Umm....right before the hares left to go to the shores...stripy was crying...seen him and that's like...well odd ok and I knew his best pal was alive and the badger maid....so I asked..he didn't say much but the hare did and later stripy said a little....Oz is like...breathing problem or something and could be.."He frowns, bad news is always not so good to give "Could be like...dying"

Blisa's eyes widen as her mouth forms a small O shape. Stepping back so the rat can stand up, the Chieftain stares at the tree Basil had run into. "I...I need to figure out how to make a trip to the Abbey work into my schedule. Drat, if only I knew when the Abbot was planning on arriving here! Do we have any woodlanders who live here who could go get me that information?" Ferdinand's brow furrows as he tries to think.

Patch shrugs and then "That old otter lives here with his fox kid, gonna help me made drinks and such in the tavern"

Blisa smiles. "An otter, perfect! I wonder if he would go find out this information for me if I personally keep track of his son and keep him safe? Having an otter visit Camp Willow would probably be best." Ferdinand rolls his eyes. Great. Babysitting. Along with the snake having come back. Not what the ferret had had in mind for, like, ever.

Patch says, "So umm..do I go find him or like...did ya want him to ask the abbey or like Abbot Benar or what?""

Blisa nods. "Aye, if you can find him, send him to my office, please. No, send him to my house....oi vey." The Chieftain waves the Healers and city guards to go ahead and go back home since the herb-gathering job is finished. "Basil, come one. Let's go home, and you can hide in your nice basement and eat some cheese. Alright?" The snake perks up considerably, and slithers forward, following the understandably nervous Ferravalians back to the city. "Cheesssssse! Food of the godssssss! Ssss, I will never leave Ferravale again, sssssss....." Ferdinand looks ready to stab something, but he says nothing as he and the other bodyguards silently follow the Chieftain. "I'll ask him if he'll go to Camp Willow and find out when the Abbot will be paying us a visit, thank you, Patch. Don't tell him about Basil, though. I'm planning on locking him in the basement until he's not so hungry anymore," she adds in a whisper, getsuring to the large reptile.

Patch nods slowly, yeah most likely know of the snake and others probably not "Not..hungry anymore...ok..yeah I CAN..go find the otter now, I will go do that now" As far from the snake as possible is good for him.

Blisa sighs and leads her bodyguards and pet to her house. After giving Basilisk some food, she locks him in the basement as he happily eats. Climbing up the stairs and walking to her living room as her guards disperse to do their things, the Chieftain waits for the otter to come. If he does, she'll ask him to get the information she needs from the Abbot. If he refuses to.....well, then, she'll try to come up with a plan B. Because she is set on visiting Oz....especially if it's one last time.

Patch sighs, ok so where could the otter be..can't be that hard to find right? He goes off to look for the otter and no he will not mention the snake, he will just say its important and talk to the chieftain, yeah that works

WHO:

Oz- Badger Mother at Redwall, AKA Papa Oz

Northstar-Dibbun Badger

Some spoofed Dibbuns

Keldron- Fighter in Mossflower Defenders

Log:

Oz did promise and he is one to do his best to keep a promise as he is in the kitchen yard close to the wall and hmmms softly, of course he is not alone a few others of the dibbun type are with him.
   

Northstar smiles as she skips, that herbal mix still all over her arms and leg, and on her face and she frowns as those places where she got stung itch, like a lot..but seeing a grasshopper she giggles and tries to grab it "There is grasshoppers hee...by the wall in the taller grass"
   
Oz smiles, the dibbuns with him number about 5 right now and one seems afraid of these grasshoppers and demands to be picked up, the badger bends down and picks up the dibbun vole while an otter dibbun and 3 mice dibbuns help Northstar look and get grasshoppers, oh and there is a cricket too!!   

Northstar chuckles and manages to get one as it hops off her paw and onto the wall, she giggles "They walk on de wall!" She smiles"Grasshoppers are nice...huh Uncle Oz?"
   
Oz sits down and smiles letting the small group play and lets the vole stay on his lap "I suppose they are, some seem a little unsure of them"He blinks when one is distrube and lands on his nose, he shakes his head to let it go elsewhere as the vole watches it leave with wide eyes.The other four chase another grasshopper and then one of the four decide to sit by Oz and play with a piece of grass.

   
Keldorn walks to where the dibbuns and Oz is and nods "Greetings my friends.....It is good to see the young ones out and having fun, and the young badger maid as well, you feel better then hmmmm?"   

Northstar waves "Hi hi...wasps make me...itchy and they is meanies....."   

Oz says, "Your allergic to them" He nods "I heard the wasps were moved or ...maybe, something about a couple squirrels in the infirm " One of the dibbuns gets another piece of grass and looks at it, the other 4 still look for grasshoppers and find one, giggling when it hops away.   

Keldorn nods"Yes I heard..seems not the best plan in way it was moved but either way the wasps seek a new home elsewhere, all is good.."He smiles as he gets a blade of grass and smiles as he blows on it and it makes a sort of toot noise, "One doesn't need a flute or drum to make music no my friends, a blade of grass is just as sweet sounding."He will show them how to make it sound like music.   

Northstar blinks "Wot..aler..lergic mean?" She then stares at the shrew, how can grass made a sound, is he magic or something?
   
Oz listens and hmms "Interesting sound..."He answers Northstar "It means wasps can make you ill...in your case very and to stay away. Some beasts are allergic to some foods even, like I know a couple who can't eat nuts and one in the snowy north could not eat fish...though was not always a lot of fish up there anyways"   

Keldorn smiles"A blade of simple grass, makes a simple tune...."He blows on it again and smiles as the dibbuns copy, well one messes up as he chuckles, he likes the dibbuns"Snowy north my friend? Hmms few live up there, it is hard there yes?"   

Northstar tries and does make a sound with her blade of grass and smiles as she lays on her back, she frowns "Why wasps be means for?"   
Oz says, "Well...I was not there, perhaps they just thought you and who ever else was an enemy"   

Keldorn sighs, he still has some swellings with his stings "Well we are all much bigger and wasp are like vermin, with very tiny wings and the bush was their home and it was disturbed so they fought back in the only way they do, it was good to run as wasps , unlike bees, are very protective of their home and the two squirrels whom made it a mission to try and move them home and all, was wrong in doing so. Even though the wasps did cause pain I do hope they find a new home, but one far away and live in peace."   

Northstar asks, "DO wasps make honey? Bees make honey...and honey is yummy"   

Oz shrugs "I..don't think so, I would say ask Ewan but he did say he knows more on bees than wasps." A couple of the dibbuns are napping now and the other just sitting down and behaving.....for now.   

Keldorn says, "No my friend they do not and yes honey is from bees and honey is good but bees also can sting so do not get too close, they may sting if afraid so always be nice to bees, walk slowly and remain calm,..wasps just avoid in the future as more could be in places in the woods, one...never knows, also wild bees too"
   
Northstar says, "I not like wasps...they meanies and grasshoppers are nice"And she is sticking with that as she yawns and snuggles up to Oz and ends up falling asleep beside him.

Oz nods "And that is ok.."He puts an arm around Northstar....he also has a sleeping vole dibbun, a couple mice dibbuns now and the only one awake is the otter dibbun who sort of sits there....yeah he will sleep soon.

Keldorn chuckles "It seems it is nap time my friend "He looks at the dibbuns and Oz and smiles "Dibbuns are nice perhaps one day I will start a family as well"   

Oz leans back on the wall and smiles "Well being the caretaker I watch the dibbuns and have for many many seasons now..I have watched dibbuns grow up and become brothers or sisters in the order"He chuckles "I remember a couple novice whom are now grown....Benar being one of them, when I first came he was barely a novice himself....and I did have a son, sadly he and my mate, whom Northstar is name after...my mate and child died when he was but half a season old, I adopted a mouse dibbun and raised him to an adult...he was a warrior till the day he was killed one day.....most of the dibbuns I seen grow up though did not all become warriors...a lot still live here, though a hare did join the long patrol..maybe a couple did in fact"He yawns a little ...soon all the dibbuns are sleeping beside him."I would move but"He shrugs "They seem cozy"   

Keldorn nods ":That the ydo my friend and you are a good caretaker of the dibbuns."   

Oz nods "And I plan to be for as long as I can....Krisha though will be Badger Mother in my place, when my...time is.."He frowns going quiet, a soft sigh as he moves a lttle but also tries to not distrube the sleeping dibbuns, they luckly stay asleep   

Keldorn frowns as he listen, he knows the badger is old but not much else "I am...sure she will do well my friend. I should let you get some rest, I can let you know when it is dinner time maybe?"   

Oz smiles "I will likely hear the bell but thats in a couple hours and yeah..I know Krisha will do well,I trust her with their lives"He takes a nap with the dibbuns, it is shady here right now and when the bell rings he will slowly get up, make sure the dibbuns wash up for dinner and then he and them will get to dinner, perhaps just a few minutes late .

Who:

Oz-Badgermother of Redwall

Krisha- Badgermother in Trining

Patch-Annoying Rat,spy,tavern workeer

Keldorn-Fighter in Mossflower Defenders

Xander- Leader of Mossflower Defenders

Northstar- Dibbun Badger

Gorvenalus- Recorder of Redwall Abbey, Also is a healer

-a few spoofed abbey beasts and Defenders Beasts

LOG:
**I got the log as the room didn't log onto the radio, My characters show up mainly at the beginning and at the end. Patch is around briefly and Oz and Gorvenalus are at the end. **

Northstar liked the outdoors, the flowers and the tiny leaves on the trees and the grasshoppers she could chase! She was still young and full of energy and giggled when she saw a bee on a flower.

“Careful Northstar and don't try and pick up a bee”Krisha said softly as they walked along.

Xander smiles, it was a good day but he still had his blade just in case, though so far he had not needed it. “The market is close now and we can get some supplies for the Defender's Base and a couple I still need at the tavern.”

Ewan was along to help as they neared the market place, he looked at a list.”I can get the spices, now some stuff can be gotten from Ferravale I think as well.”

Patch is usually not for going on this sort of trip certain things he decided it's best for him to get “ Just know, usually I don't tag along”

Northstar frowned and nodded, she was still curious of the bee and watched it fly off and followed it before stoping and looking down at a small path”Why bee go into bush?”

Krisha shrugs “I don't know dear just stay on the path please, maybe there is a flower behind the bush and there is thorn bushes off the path so please stay on the path and close. The woods are calm lately but you are not to wander off young lady”

Xander looks back at the two “She is right Northstar, I don't think any vermin are around though, so no dangers in the woods today and we are still close to the abbey.”He looks at Patch “You not seen anything out of place have you Patch?”

Ewan looks around and listens “Its mostly quiet and bees can go in bushes...well sometimes, was in a bee? There is an insect that looks like a bee but its not a bee”

Patch shakes his head “Not since Mr. Insane wanna be evil hare died, as for that cloaked beast no signs of her, I say that's a good thing.”

Northstar just giggles at the hare like that is just the funnest thing she has ever heard. She looks at Patch” His name was...Insane?”

Krisha smiles and walks closer to Xander”So..is the whole day going to be filled with you and your group getting supplies or will we still get some family time today?”

Xander smiles as he kisses her on the cheek “I promise, some family time this is just a simple supply run love not like a look for vermin or suddenly a fight, I promise.”

Ewan nods as he walks over “Simple get supplies and we have help”He points to a couple otters from the Defenders, there is also a couple squirrels and a ferret.

Patch snorts and looks to the badger cub and nods “Yep...trust me kid, the name fits”He goes on into the market, finds a couple things and looks to the others “Meet ya at the abbey.”

Keldorn smiles as he walks over” to the others. “I will make sure all goes well this day, not to fear. It is also a sunny day so no rain to ruin the day either.”

Northstar has stayed close and not looked at any more bees, she is being good and staying close to her mom and dad.

Krisha nods “Ok then, just don't take too long. Me and Northstar will find a good place to relax and wait for you to get back.”

Xander nods as he leads some off to the marketplace. He also makes sure everyone knows what to get as that will help and save time, he has some coins for getting supplies and makes sure all others have enough as well.

Ewan sighs, he has the ferret go with him and they go to get the spices needed, the spices are easy to find in the market as lucky the local spice merchant is there, so most spices are checked off, he double checks and speaks “Ok we have all but some Cloves,Thyme  and still need cinnamon but I think it's coming from a merchant coming into town so...yeah should be good in couple days then. We drop these off at the tavern and the Defenders base and then go about the rest of the day doing....ummm well..wot ever”

Northstar chases a grasshopper and picks a violet flower as she skips a little but stays close to her mother.

Krisha watches her and smiles”Lunch will be soon dear..”Its a simple lunch of some spring greens in a salad, some left over apples and pears, some rice cakes, and some simple shrimp, the non hot kind.

Xander meanwhile checks off lists and even finds something different and gets a little of the vegetable to try. He double checks things as well and smiles”Good, all good ok..ummm Keldorn you can help make sure things get to the tavern and base ok right?”

Keldorn salutes “I will do as you ask Sir Xander, the beasts and supplies will get back safe and sound and then I think I shall have the rest of the day off to fish, fishing is relaxing and I have not done it in a while”

Northstar meanwhile has wandered, slightly away but still on the edge of the clearing as she has found something new, some sort of insect or bug that sort of looks like a “Bee...” She tilts her head as she reaches to touch it only to slip on some loose rocks and tumbles into a small sort of area of thorns and old leaves and whimpers but manages to stand and get back to where she was by the edge of the clearing.

Krisha stands but then seeing her daughter come back into view she sighs in relieve “Northstar get back over here!” She calls out “Your father should, or least he better, be back soon”

Xander is on his way back, he will be a couple moments late but he will make it as promised.

Ewan is with him after a couple minutes “I say today went well, a couple things we still need are likely in Ferravale market and I know some supplies are coming from a couple other places, the merchant is due ...lets see.”He remembers, he does of course he does he is good at this “Tomorrow by noon time. Mergleton and Rupert likely will meet up with that merchant.”

Keldorn took a little longer than planed but he did want to make sure all went well after all. He was on his way to tell Xander how things went before he headed off to fish. He even had a fishing pole with him and a backpack ready for a lazy afternoon by the River Moss.

Northstar turns”Yes mom..”She says and looks at that bee she seen earlier, only it has a couple friends and it stings her, as does the other couple. Tears form as she sniffs and then starts to wail in pain slapping at them, a couple are now smashed with her paws which seem to just make others appear.

Krisha frowns as she hears the crying “Northstar?”

Xander nods as he listens, he is still alert today as dangers could show up at any time, and hearing his daughter cry and not just a got in trouble cry, he knows what a cry of pain is and tenses up a little paw on his blade.

Ewan frowns and runs ahead to see what is going on,he is a fighter if it's needed. But no vermin are in sight just a wailing dibbun and..wait what are “Ohhh that is not good...that's bad”

Keldorn blinks and rushes towards the clearing, he slows when he sees what is attacking the young badger and swings his fishing pole at them, he gets stung on his arm and speaks “Young one..follow me and we can get some distance from this enemy”

The enemy is bees that are black and yellow, or least they look like bees. They are wasps and it seems their nest was in that thorny leafy area the cub fell onto and they are very peeved their home was disturbed. Lucky it's not a large nest, but still there is likely a couple hundred here, most are just swamping and buzzing and being mad, though some are attacking not only the badger cub but now Keldorn as well.”Run young one away from this foul hearted enemy!”

Northstar wails and runs, of course these wasps give chase and so she fails to fully get away from them, some stay behind near their damaged home, others chase her and attack Keldorn as well.

Ewan frowns “Buzzing...beees...bees are bad and swamping kind should be avoided but also bees usually don't give chase too far from a hive and...wait hives are usually in a tree when in the woods those seemed to be closer to the ground..those are not bees they are wasps and wasps was worse than kills and more dangerous and get mad a lot easier.”

Xander just frowns, “Wot..wot do we do Ewan?”

Krisha frowns and already knows it's, well something bees or wasps she can't tell this far and goes forwards a little in concern and worry, she will risk getting stung to help her child!

Lucky the wasps decide to just stop following and head back to where they live. Northstar keeps running and trips over a clump of raised grass and cries as she hurts her wrist but her left arm has 5 stings and her snout has 3, her ear has a couple stings and above her right eye is swollen, one on her chin and one on her neck as she sniffs and wails, and then shivers and starts to have breathing troubles.

Xander is very worried and is soon beside Northstar and the others, he carefully checks her over “Do..do wasps leave stingers?”

Ewan frowns “They don't..I think..wasps and bees are different from one another..wasps are more likely to get mad and attack, and bees not so much...I don't know much on wasps, not read too much.”Bee he has read a lot on, oh great something he needs to learn more of and wishes he knew more of now.

Krisha frowns and is very concerned”Maybe..maybe we should leave the area, warn others to not go to the edge of this clearing unless we know someone able to get rid of those..wasps safely and take them elsewhere.”

Keldorn has some stings on his left arm and a couple on his leg, one on his nose, he frowns
“Wasps leave no stings my friend...and the small one will need aid soon.”He pulls out flint and stone and a pack of very ground up herbs from a pouch he has “Have her breath in the smoke...it will help but a healer she needs most haste.”He breaths in some himself...”Seems she has a bad reaction to wasps,..worse than myself, a lot worse....” Well that's one thing in his many pouches as he frowns but is still calm. He keeps a little of the herbal mix and hands the rest of it to Xander...”Take her..to abbey my friend..”

Northstar does sniff the herbs a little,it helps a little to where she can sort of whimper, but she still shivers and has tears in her eyes, her breathing is not the best and she has some areas swelling up now

Xander nods tries to not panic, ok he needs to get them...both to the abbey, he takes a deep breath as he picks up Northstar and takes those herbs and keeps them near Northstar's mouth and snout “Ewan..get Keldorn..let's go”He is already racing to the abbey with Northstar in his arms.

Krisha follows Xander quickly, the blanket,basket and food is forgotten, it can be replaced a life can't be replaced.

Ewan nods and looks at Keldorn, he offers to carry him as it would be faster to do so..”Walking could be bad”

Keldorn nods and agrees, he can be carried by the hare,it will be fine as he knows time is important, he is not in as bad a shape as the badger dibbun though but still, he is allergic to the wasps as well.

Northstar shivers and just every so often sniffs a little as she is carried.

Xander got to the abbey is record time and got Northstar to the infirm, made sure healer knew what happen and went to make sure Ewan got Keldron to the infirm as well.

Gorvenalus is on duty and tends to Northstar and Keldorn best he can, he does have a novice go get some help, weather it be Angela or another healer or  even both would be just great.

==== Couple Hours Later===

Northstar has herbal pastes on the swelling where she was stung, she has a fever and is unconscious for the time being.

Keldorn is staying here just as a make sure he is ok sort of thing, he got maybe 4-5 stings and not as bad a reaction, he frowns he knows the dibbbun had many more than he did.

Oz heard and has decided to let Xander and Krisha get some rest, he can stay with Northstar for the evening and even into tomorrow morning, he takes her small paw and frowns “Please...do not stay in this sleep, your much...much too young.”He sighs, worried.

Gorvenalus helps in the infirm and then sits down to do some writing as he looks over at the badgers and frowns, he cleans his glasses and then writes a little in his log book, it could well be a long night.

** I can picture Oz singing this to Northstar, its a song from an animated movie  and whats cooler is it's badgers in the animated movie ....and the sing sort of fits this too...one very young beast and one well along in age
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_zNvjFAZjqg    ***

Who:

Patch-Spy,Tavern worker...basically annoying local rat...

Blisa-Chieftain of Ferravale

Ferfinand-Body Guard to Chieftain Blisa

Mergleton- Ambassador of Ferravale

Log:

Blisa is in her home, relaxing, for a change. She has a large sketchbook on her lap, her case of drawing supplies open beside her on the sofa. Ferdinand is the only guard present at the moment, and he is busy weaving at his loom. It has a beautiful pattern, whatever in the world he's making. The fire in the fireplace crackles, there is tea and scones on the low table. The atmosphere is relaxing. Perfect for an evening with nothing Chieftain-ish to do.....

Patch is here and unlike most doesn't always knock, he is rude at times "Hey ya..chiefie!! Did ya hear...news...That Hanzi is dead and someone may of seen that snake of yours"

Blisa stiffens, and Ferdinand has his recurve bow up with an arrow knocked to it before he realizes, oh, it's just Patch the Suicidal. He doesn't, however, lower the arrow, which is aimed at the rat's heart. And Ferdinand never misses. "Patch," the cat says coldly as she continues to draw, refusing to look at her 'intruder'. "You really need to learn some manners. You may call me Chiefy as much as you want, but don't barge into my house or my office like that again." She makes some long sweeping strokes in her drawing, then adds, "Do we know who killed that stupid hare? And how do you know it's Basilisk who was spotted, hmm?"

Patch backs up and almost knocks over some vase and straightens it up "Umm..someone who hated him a lot...some cloaked beast, stabbed him in the back like literally and threw him at some otters like here ya go...and a couple weasels saw a snake in the woods and supposedly a rat may of got his head almost ate or..something"

As Ferdinand sets his bow and arrow down and returns to his weaving, Blisa continues to refuse to look at the rat and instead focus on her drawing. "Well, good riddance, I say. And was this rat you, by any chance?" Her voice has a slight mocking tone to it as she asks this question. The rat is obviously not one of her favorite subjects. "There are /plenty/ of snakes in Mossflower, Patch. Just because some idiot almost gets eaten by one doesn't mean it's my Basil."

Patch shrugs and speaks "Wasn't me...I don't go near snakes, and don't know...and no I am NOT looking for Basil....that thing is creepy"

A quiet knock is suddenly heard at the door, which quickly becomes louder but my no means irritating. When at first there is no answer, the beast on the other side of the door waits for a moment before knocking again and finally the knocking falls silent.

Blisa rolls her eyes when the knocking starts. "Of course. Patch, be useful and open the door, please. Ferdinand is making a blanket." Ferdinand looks a little annoyed. He can open the door, the blanket's not THAT hard. But he'll talk to her about it later. The Chieftain's lips are pursing in annoyance. This was going to be her evening off, but noooooo, everybeast apparently is deciding to irritate her. "And yeah, Basil is creepy," she adds as an afterthought. "That's why part of why I keep him around."

Patch frowns but nods as he opens the door slowly and nods a hello, a quick "She's moody" Is whispers and then he backs out of the way to let Mergleton inside.

Mergleton walks in calmly and bows. "Miss Cheiftain" he nods in Patches direction "Mr. Patch". He pulls out a chair and sits down. "My apologies for disturbing your meeting but I come baring important news. I recently received a letter from my father that I believe may be of some importance" he clears his throat. "My beloved son, I write to you as my twelfth year in service to Ravos begins. We have come far from the Great Famine of 347 and now possess a surplus of goods for trade. The King has approved a royally charted expedition to Mossflower in hopes of setting up trade. Please inform the leaders of Mossflower of my arrival as we should be make haste to Mossflower by Earlysummer. I shall see you soon. Signed, Lord Mergleton Charles Fredrich Desmond Applewood Zinsbury Korvovowitzchesteringtonshire the Lesser, High Merchant of Ravos and Hand of the King.

Blisa sighs and continues to draw. "Oh, we weren't having a meeting. You're not interrupting any more than he is." Which is code for 'YOU PEOPLE ARE RUINING MY ENTIRE EVENING', but she's not going to come out and say that right now. Ferdinand sighs. Yes, ignore the bodyguard. Oh, well. He smiles as he thinks of something and continues to weave the blanket. As the fox reads his letter, a confused frown creases her brow. When he finishes, she finally looks up from her drawing. "Wait....347 what? What king? What is a Ravos? Why would he want to trade with us? Why do you people have so many freaking long names, Mergle? You're worse than those blasted hares." She may be having a rreeeeaaaalllly bad evening right now.

Patch edges to the door ever ever so slowly, should he run or stay he so unsure right now as he frowns.

Mergleton calms waits for Blisa's rant to end before speaking. "Ravos is my homeland, Ms. Cheiftain

Mergleton calmly waits for Blisa's rant to end before speaking. "Ravos is my homeland, Ms. Cheiftain a small kingdom on an island far across the Eastern Sea. My father is in charge of trade as well as the other merchant lords and was appointed hand of the king upon the most recent monarch's coronation" seeing Blisa's continued confusion he takes a deep breath before speaking again. "Unlike Mossflower, the isle of Ravos chooses to record it's history in pure years than than seasons, a calendar which began upon the coronation of it's first king" he raises and eyebrow at his last explanation. "And it is common for many lords of Ravos to have extravagant names and titles. I assure you my father wishes to trade in good faith. If Ravos has a surplus then it would do both countries much good to converse in trade, and my father knows this well"

Blisa glances at the rat and points meaningfully at a chair. Turning back to the fox, she takes a deep, calming breath. "I didn't mean to express suspicion. I'm just wondering what we have to trade with, um, the land of Ravos that they don't have." Ferdinand has paused in his weaving and is listening intently, with obvious understanding of what all this means. The Chieftain looks at her drawing, which is of a horse, a creature she has never seen, but she's still drawing it exceptionally well. "This kingdom where you are from sounds rather complicated...."

Mergleton smiles. "I am certain that Ravos will find something which it does not have, though we are perhaps more interested in providing what we already have for Redwall. My father has been generous in the past by providing me with the necessary funds for Mr. Marek's recent endeavors as well as the recovery efforts following Mr. Ormaz's invasion"

Patch just, he just sits and listens quietly, info is always good to quietly gather after all.

Blisa raises her eyebrows. "Oh, so YOUR daddy's the one with the deep pockets, hmm? How did he get the money to you in time.....how did he get the letter to you, anyway?" Ferdinand steps out from behind his loom and comes to sit beside the Chieftain. "Tho thith King hath an interetht in a peace treaty? What type of creature ith thith king? What ith the opinion on thlavery in your home country?"

Patch nods "Yeah...."He then decides to be quiet and back to listening quietly, He would of left but this interesting so far.

Mergleton raises an eyebrow. "Slavery? We would never think of such a barbaric practice! I am insulted, sir!" he stops himself before the rant can continue. "Ahem, yes. While I certainly have a sizable income myself, I have had to take out loans from my father for more expensive endeavors. I have however operated as the banker for Mr. Marek's estate using my own funds, I assure you"

Ferdinand raises an eyebrow. "'Tith a good quethtion to athk before making a treaty with anybeatht. We don't know thith king, tho we have to be thuthpiciouth." He shrugs as if this was purely a normal part of trade negotiations. Blisa hurriedly nods, obviously taking lessons from her bodyguard. "Aye, yes! If your country practiced slavery, we wouldn't even consider speaking to your father." The ferret's face darkens, and he looks away, lips pursed. The Chieftain coughs slightly. "I don't doubt your word, Mergle," she adds with a smile.

Patch says, "What...sort trade?" Hey he can ask stuff too right "Ummm..."

Mergleton smiles and nods. "I believe he would wish to trade surplus foodstuffs and other supplies, but we will not know until my father arrives in Earlysummer. I will depart for now and see if I am able to receive more information". He bows again. "Ms. Cheiftain"

Blisa smiles and returns the bow. "Thank you for stopping by and letting me know. I'll look forward to meeting your father. Although perhaps in Redwall, not here." Ferdinand nods, offering a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. "Aye, thankth for thtopping by. We'll look forward to meeting your father, and anybeatht elthe he bringth along with him." The bodyguard politely sees the fox to the door.

Patch stays in his chair and looks at the door and then Blisa and the guard "So ya.....need me still?Should I leave ya alone to...have a good eve?"

Blisa nods, then opens her sketchbook again. "Thank you for staying, Patch. You asked a good question, by the way. Have a good evening." She returns to her horse drawing. Ferdinand smiles at the rat. "Thankth for thtopping by. Thorry about almotht thooting you. Try to not thtartle me next time, alright?" He goes to show the rat out, wishing him a good evening, then closes the door and returns to his weaving. Maybe the REST of the evening can be relaxing and calm.....

Patch nods and leaves quietly, he sighs and needs some ale so he goes to find some.

Who:

Gorvenaus- Redwall Abbey Recorder, also a healer

Hawkeye- Retired Warrior, Tavern Warrior and Ale maker

LOG:

Gorvenalus was always an early riser. He had a berry scone and something else, coffee, not so much a drink here but a couple know of it. He sits down at a table and lays out a couple papers he looks over as he sips his coffee.

Hawkeye has mug of a mixed drink, his 3nd in fact as he looks at the beaver and sniffs, he raises an eye brow as he speaks "Wots...that ya got?" His voice is a bit tried, maybe slightly slurred and his eyes even look tried, a little bloodshot as its clear he was up all night.

Gorvenalus looks over and then goes to sit by the otter"Tis coffee..something from Willowbark Abbey I have Minsc send me, some more is to come soon as its mainly me and maybe a couple others who even like it"He chuckles and then studies the otter "What is wrong my friend...something is I can tell"

Hawkeye frowns "Lack..sleep"He finishes his 3nd mug of some strong drink or other and sighs. He looks around the abbey,"Could of..stayed at de camp but then Crevan would worry...least he was asleep...I been awake"

Gorvenalus tilts his head as he listens, "Oh..Camp Willow. I am going with Benar there soonish, is there troubles at camp?"

Hawkeye frowns "Not..camp, was outside camp but not now..troubles be gone...and dead, the cloaked..familiar voice did it"

Gorvenalus listens, "Someone died? One of the otters or someone trying to cause trouble?"

Hawkeye frowns "Troubles..troubles...lots of..well no more...he hurt Taran, maybe Taran is dead I don't know..I just took de offer of getting back ere'...."He frowns he has a headache now, yeah and he is drunk and trying to make sense.."The cloaked beast threw him towards us and said to have a good day...not much was left of de day...wot ever..."

Gorvenalus pats his paw and gets up, coming back with a mug of the coffee and scoots it over to Hawkeye "Drink this..slowly and then I can help you to bed"He frowns "Taran was hurt in a fight? And cloaked beast.....but who died,the cloaked beast?"A little confused.

Hawkeye says, "Taran...."He looks at the mug and decides fine he will slowly drink it, he hmms"Sort of...tastes bad"But he drinks it still..."Taran hurt, bad..bad hurt by that fool...dummy.."He groans, headache..."Hanzi...longed eared pain. Fought me..think broke his shoulder blade with me cane...and he left,then this cloaked beast, she killed Hanzi and yeah trust me, he was dead...not just little dead...lot dead..so very dead and she, cloaked beast some female..said he's dead and to have a good day and left and I was escorted here by Camp Willow guard not, not been sleep since..since..."He frowns, a couple tears, not for Hanzi though..."Taran..the otters ...told them to tell me good or bad and no news yet, news..need it" He holds the side of his head "Need...""

Gorvenalus frowns as he stands and takes the mug of coffee away "Here..let me help you to a bed, sleep this off"He knows he is drunk from what ever drink he made.

Hawkeye frowns, he just nods and feels like he might throw up but manages to not"Can't..sleep, might miss..news of..wot ever, can't miss news weather tis good or bad news"

Gorvenalus smiles softly "I can let you know but what is best now my friend is to get some sleep, I know a quiet place where you wont be disturbed, the book binding room of the library. I have a cot up there, it's fairly cozy and you can close the door. There is a small oil lamp for some light when you need it. I assure you rest is best and I will let you know of news, good or bad I promise my friend"

Hawkeye nods "Ok..will trust you, gonna trust an order brother am I right?"

Gorvenalus smiles "Lets get you to bed Hawkeye my friend"

Hawkeye nods and then frowns "But...Crevan will wonder where I am..."

Gorvenalus still helps him "I will let him know you are resting, do not worry"He helps him lay down on a cot once at the book binding room and a pillow, blanket is given. He also adds a couple drops of a calming oil, and one that should help a hangover as well to a small pot he has in here and makes sure its on very low heat and not near anything or anywhere where it would cause an issue, he will shut the door most of the way and check on the otter a little later.

Who:

Oz- Papa Oz, Badger Mother

Angela- Healer

Log:

Oz had done a lot of talking, more today than yesterday as he had some letters made, he went ahead and taught the class for novice to learn the charter, he knows the charter so not like he would need to see it to help others learn it and now he is in his room, avoiding beasts as he coughs a little. He has only been in here maybe a few minutes, lucky not coughing the whole time, but he did cough a little after class, excused himself and came for a nap, so much for a nap as he sighs and clears his throat, maybe a very slight taste he dislikes but he is fine.

But he was heard! Most beasts probably think he has allergies or something, but Angela Quietfeet knows better. Hobbling, the old mouse went to the Infirmary, then hobbled down to the badger's room. Banging her staff on the door, she growls, "Open up, Oz. I'm gonna check on ye whether y'like it or not."

Oz snorts, why can't he just have some peace, though he had wanted to talk to her so maybe putting up with an exam, she can put up with a chat.."Fine, its unlocked just come in=coughs= " He was standing and now sits down in a rocking chair he has in here now.

Opening the door, Angela scowls darkly. "Okay, 'ow are y'feelin'? Coughin' anythin' up? 'Ow do you feel breathin'?" She closes the door behind her, places the bag holding the herbs and things on the bed, and goes to listen to his breathing. "'Tis ridiculous, all these stupid ailments beasts get when they get older," she grumbles, obviously speaking entirely to herself.

Oz listens quietly and just shrugs "Age......" He frowns, his breathing is a little off, but not in some danger area"Coughed...nothing up just hurts"He decides to not mention tasting a little blood, besides it seems gone now so maybe he just thought he tasted it or it was barely any which be good..."Maybe...should of had another do the novice..class" He sounds a little tried

Sighing, Angela shakes her head and steps back. "No...maybe. I don't know, Oz. We don't want to alarm anybeast, 'specially not the Dibbuns. May'ap focus on 'ow you're feelin' and make judgments based on that." She gets out an empty lamp and a bottle of oil and starts filling the lamp, not spilling a single drop of oil in the process.

Oz frowns, "I..am..ok I am not fine, not really. I take the tonic and put up=coughs= with checkups, maybe just ta...make others happy"He listens as she walks around and speaks, then he says "You seem to be more....quiet lately some reason..is there a reason?"

Angela has lit the lamp and set it on a table. After placing a little stand on the lamp's top, she rests a tiny pot on the stand, fills it with water, then drops some herbs into it. Sitting down on the bed, she watches the lamp flame flicker. "Oh...before that Ormaz idiot tried to conquer the Abbey, I 'ad a talk with 'Rose and Emyuil. Apologized for some stuff, an' they told me they weren't mad. Usual pre-death stuff, y'know?" She sounds sad, but then her voice and face harden as she shakes her staff at the badger. "Or are y'askin' nosy questions 'bout the feast agin? Can't a body be sad without everybeast thinkin' there's somethin' wrong that needs t'be fixed??"

Oz tilts his head"Why be sad...if your...forgiven. You should be happy, not sad Angela."He frowns a little"And..your in far better shape than I am....I can't even take a deep breath=coughs again= or ..seemly talk a lot in a short...period of...time. Breathing normal is fine....hate steps though, hate my staff but may need ta..use it anyways"

Angela scowls again, although the part of her that wants to be something other than a Healer is taking morbid satisfaction that he can't lecture her or whatever. "Well, with that knee o' yer's, y'really oughta be usin' yer staff al th' time, anyway. 'Specially on stairs." A sweet yet woody, grassy, and slightly bitter smell starts to waft from the tiny pot on the lamp as the water starts to heat, turning the herbs into some sort of tea. Whether the mouse will have him drink it or not is still unknown. "Why can't I be sad? An' who says I should be anythin' other than whot I am, hmm??" Stubborn as the day is long.

Oz smiles a little "One can...be what ever, but..you have your family, your friends..I am your friend and friends are important."He coughs a little and frowns a little, then speaks again."and my knee is fine lately...its the outta breath at times the...feeling tried and not sleeping well...the.."He frowns"One can, worry about them selfs too and not always talk to others as to not cause them stress or maybe just tell some but not others things..."He goes quiet now.

Glancing at the steaming water, Angela shakes her head. "Aye, but there's fam'ly I /don't/ 'ave 'ere....my 'usband....I never even met DoraRose and Emyuil's sister, LilyMoore. My daughter an' 'er 'suband, 'Rose and Emyuil's parents, are dead. If I 'ad been there, may'aps I could've saved 'em from the fever whot took 'em." Sorrow is plainly heard in her voice, and it's probably good that the badger is blind, since she's refusing to look at him, anyway.

Oz listens quietly, the steam seems to help, he even risks taking a deep slow breath, coughs a little but is able to right now "Sometimes we...can't save everyone, even if one is a ...healer. Tend to remember another being upset when he couldn't save..everyone, sometimes...its...their time."He frowns, tears of his own now thinking of someone else maybe from way way seasons ago. He frowns"Angela...it's ok..to talk, it helps..helped me when my mate and child died...and when Zork...died and I still miss them badly...and Uncle Zee too...and Zinnia...."He takes a couple calming breaths before he speaks more"No one is around..forever, you may wish they were but....like I wont be around forever no matter how much Xander and Krisha..wish it"

Angela sighs. "My 'usband 'ad a tumor. Ate 'im from the inside. Then I was captured, enslaved for enough seasons for the first LilyMoore t'be born, then murdered, an' for m'daughter an' 'er 'usband t'die. If I 'ad been more careful while lookin' for 'erbs, may'ap I wouldn't've been captured." The water in the tiny pot is simmering, and the mouse is watching the bubbles form on the bottom as it prepares to shift into a boil.

Oz nods "Things...happen. I always wondered..maybe me and Northstar, my mate...should of left the night before but the storm was bad, but then the..avalanche  and her and Cole...died, I almost did. I even tried to join her a season alter when I could walk again, a dibbun's cry saved me...not my own, a mouse named Maxtor I adopted and raised, raised away from family had left, a hermit for 9 seasons..almost lost my family in a way then, we forgave one another...Maxtor died...others slowly died..."He is glad he can breath a little better as crying makes him feel worse, he speaks "I heard..getting feelings out is good, makes you less stressful in the long run and your able to feel better..even if its just a good..cry."

The water is boiling nicely. Angela squeezes her staff a little as she watches the herb leaves dance in the boiling water. "Aye, but I'm a 'Ealer. 'Tis m'job t' 'elp beasts, an' if I'm not able t'be there....." She ignores his offer to let her cry. "Don't drink this tea, by the by. 'Tis only to 'elp y'breathe."

Oz nods.."OK...and Angela..I am glad we are friends. I...may not be able to see sadness but I can hear it, detect it in the way others walk or voice tone...crying can help as I said. The past...is the past and this is the now. You have saved many, helped many..one can't be everywhere."He is quiet as he speaks softly "And...do not be upset when I do die, I know I am not getting better, tis not your fault....not mine either...guess that fight during the siege ..I didn't heal from all the way"He shrugs as he sighs "I...could of stayed...there just..stayed with Northstar and the others but I was still...need, still needed now suppose for a little while. I don't know how long I will be around. I...I don't think that much longer. I admit, I don't always say how tried I am, I just smile...the dibbuns help one's mood"He smiles a little and sighs"They will be in good paws with Krisha"

Angela sighs heavily. "Aye, I know. I've 'elped a couple o' beasts through at least somethin' similar to what ye're goin' through." She looks to the floor in shame. "I still think there's somethin' I coulda done differently....try as I might, I can't get past this regret." She sits down on the bed with a sigh of pain. "'Tis even 'ard to 'ave friends, y'know? If I care too much, they might be taken from me.....'appened when I was a slave. Seems everybeast I love dies too early, afore I c'n do anythin' about it."

Oz seems to debate weather to just get up from his own chair and hug her or not, or let her accept his hug, he nods "You..do your best, you still help them though, like now your helping me feel better and can breath a little better than could earlier...I know I am..."He stops but still speaks "Dying....not that soon, not gonna suddenly fall over dead..beasts tend to worry, wish they wouldn't worry. I am taking it easy, if I feel a bit..off I will come to the infirm or maybe sit down and rest somewhere."

Angela may need a hug, but she probably wouldn't accept it. She pulls a little hot pad out of her bag, puts it on the table, and moves the tiny pot, still full of boiling tea, on the hot pad. "It sometimes seems that m'best isn't good enough. May'ap 'tis the curse of the 'Ealer to think this way, I don't know. I've been a battlefield medic in far too many wars to 'ave any idea if m'best is good enough. Per'aps when I die an' see all those soldiers I 'eld while they were dyin' I'll know." She hobbles over to the badger and goes to feel his pulse. "Rest until y'can come to the Infirmary, alright?"

Oz lets her take his pulse and nods, his pulse is good tight now, not slow nor fast. Its a little better as earlier if she took it, it was a little fast.

Angela stands there, still and silent, then murmurs, "Ye're pulse is good. 'Ow is yer breathin'? Are y'feelin' any better than y'did when I got in 'ere?"

Oz nods "I am able to breath a bit better.....thank you Angela"He will offer her a chance to hug him, if she wants to..other wise he will just relax after a short while.

Nodding, Angela pretends to ignore the offered hug chance and instead busies herself blowing out the lamp and closing up her bag. "I'll leave the pot in 'ere an' come back for it later when it'll be cold. Give it as much time as possible to 'elp yer breathin'. D'y'need anythin' else? I'm still workin' on makin' that tonic taste less bad."

Oz sighs, "I will be ok Angela..." He tilts his head "But will you?"

Angela stops what she's doing, then sighs and continues on with packing up all her stuff. "I don't know, Oz. I'm so old, my seasons so long. I sometimes get so tired, I wish I would sleep and never wake up. But I keep doing so, keep pressin' on. I don't know if I'll ever be full alright." Slinging her bag over her shoulder across her chest, she turns to the badger. "I can only 'ope that someday I will be."

Oz frowns "Never wish to not wake up, that would be horrible for any beast to find....your still needed and I have a feeling your be grumbling at beasts for a lot more seasons yet"He chuckles a little at that thought. He starts to stand to maybe hug her, his arms are open but he will let her choose, if she doesn't want to that's fine. Its her choice"You would be missed...besides I rather it be me one day greeting you in the dark forest, not you greeting me in the dark forest. Your a good friend and your frankly not allowed to go there first"

Angela scowls, then smiles slightly. "Who says I'm not, y'big furry stripey Dibbun?" She goes to give him a slightly awkward side hug. He should be happy. She basically never hugs anybody outside of her family, so he needs to enjoy it while he can! "D'y'need anythin' else? I actually was on m'way to check on a beesting when I figured y'needed me more."

Oz smiles at the hug and grins a little, he even sticks his tongue out and smiles "I will be fine may take rest of the day off"

Angela scoffs, then turns and hobbles out. "Or at least take it easy, Oz. We want you around as long as possible." She then leaves and heads to the Infirmary, where she has to deal with a fussy Sister who got a beesting 4 days ago and is basically fine, but thinks she's dying. Whee.

Oz smiles as he sighs and stands up better to go lay down, he will nap till dinner and go to dinner and tell the dibbuns some sort of bed time story, probably about Martin and Rose

Who:

Gorvenalus- Recorder of Redwall Abbey

Benar- Abbot of Redwall Abbey

Oz- Badger Mother at Redwall, AKA Papa Oz

Crevan- Fox dibbun

Ewan- Long Patrol Residential Hare at Redwall, Private and Fighter in Long Patrol

Log:

Gorvenalus is sitting at one of the small tables, looking over a couple lists he has made and even crosses one item off a list and sits it down. He nods to a novice whom walks off to do what ever chores they need to do.

Benar walks in with an armful of cloth and a basket over one arm, he is carrying all this whilst reading from a piece of paper balanced on his arms. He looks around for his chair and moves toward Gorvenalus, "Gorve afternoon, how are you doing?"

Gorvenalus looks up and nods "Going over supply lists to see what is needed from the spice merchant or at the market, or if maybe elsewhere things to get. Also was updating things in the abbey logs..well almost all things."

Benar places his armful of cloth down, "I was just having a new traveling cloak fitted, Matilda insists I need to have the correct attire for this trip I am going to be taking around the woods." he starts to dig things out of his basket, "New socks, and apparently sandles are out so I had to go find my walking boots."

Crevan walks down the stairs and into the great hall, upon noticing Benar he runs over to greet him "Hello father Benar how are you today?" His attention turns to Gorvenalus and stares at him for a few seconds, seems he has never seen a beaver before, though he doesn't stare for long remembering that it is rude, but he does look over to him a couple more times

Benar smooths out his cloak, folding it over the back of his chair, "I am well Crevan preparing for my trip out into Mossflower, there are a lot of thing things I need to prepare for a trip like this it seems."

Gorvenalus waves to the fox cub "Hello..."He looks to Benar and chuckles "Well traveling boots are good to have at times and they likely worry cause your the abbot. Do you know where you are heading first and whom all is going? I will go unless you need me here"

Crevan looks over to Gorvenalus and smiles "Hello!" He greets cheerfully before looking back to Benar "A trip will it be safe, I only been on one trip and that was to come here and we got attacked."

Gorvenalus nods "The woods and roads seem safe right now, then I have not been out myself in a while and Benar will not be out alone"

Benar says, "It'd be nice to have you along Gorvenalus, we should probably record this," He settles down in his chair and lifts his boots out of the basket, "I am heading to Camp Willow first." He smiles at the beaver, "Thanks for coming along with me, Matilda is fussing about this as if I was planing to go to Salamandastron alone"

Gorvenalus nods "I be happy to come along, keeping logs of events is important, for sure something like this. Who else besides the Champion is going?"

Benar says, "Sinway asked if he could go along," he flicks his tail and things, "Hmm there were a few others, Matilda has the list of beasts going with us."

Gorvenalus nods "Thats good, maybe besides me and Sinway...2-3 others and some guards can go with you and Maltilda, some do need to stay here after all. SO the trip is in like a couple weeks or so?"

Benar says, "Yeah I am thinking we will head out in about a week or so, I need to have a chat with Dora and Matilda about some things"

Gorvenalus nods, "Maybe take a healer with us, just in case. I also heard you might go to Ferravale and Brockhall"

Benar says, "Yes and we are planning to head to some of the more remote communities out in the greater wood as well, so I am taking Sister Clemantine with us as a healer."

Gorvenalus nods and hmmms "I am not sure, Maybe Xander or Krisha could come along if going to Brockhall. I would suggest Oz but...."He frowns "I do not know all of what is going on with Oz but I do not think it wise if he wanted to go on this trip to go, it's more wise to have him just stay home."

Benar says, "Oz should not join us," He says firmly, "He needs to stay here and rest, Krisha perhaps could join us if she wanted, though this is a mission of peace and friendship... taking Xander along doesn't entirely sit well with me," he shakes his head, "I am not sure having the leader of the Defenders of Mossflower along quite harmonies with my desire to go on a mission of peace, I do not want to travel with an armed camp of warriors."

Gorvenalus nods "I agree, you can ask Krisha or perhaps not worry on a badger going with you. It may not really be needed. "

Benar says, "We can ask Krisha to join us simply because it is nice to travel with friends and not because she is a badger"

Gorvenalus nods as he smiles. He glaces down at a supply list "I have a list of supplies if Matilda was interested , for the trip, another is supplies the abbey will need, some soon and some supplies can wait a little bit, if you wanted those list I was done with them"

Benar asks, "Well we can always include the market in the trip? Pick up what we need whilst we are out?"

Gorvenalus hmmms and smiles "It is an idea, maybe even see if they have something we wanted to give to Camp Willow maybe."

Ewan walks quietly into the room from the entry, waves to anyone here and speaks briefly with an order beast before sitting down in a chair.

Benar says, "Not a bad idea, I think what the camp mostly needs is some good cheer and some building supplies, Folemole is going with us with his team to lend them a hand"

Oz walks slowly down the steps, he doesn't have his staff with him but seems to be doing ok without it right now. Some dibbuns are with him as he sends them off to a class with Sister Ginny, though one dibbun stays with him, or tries to as he softly speaks to them, they pout but walk off to join Sister Ginny for class.

Gorvenalus says, "I am sure they will welcome the help Benar and be glad to see friendly visitors"

Benar says, "Yes, apparently a lot of them are still suffering from the aftermath of what the Black Rose did to them," he frowns, "I know what.. being freed from slavery is like that can take seasons to recover from," he glances up at Oz and Ewan and waves to the the hair then frowns, "Oz good day have you been drinking your tonic?""

Ewan waves "I..am unsure if the Blackrose did much...might of, it was mainly Vikings or..something some seasons ago, I can look in the records again and find out more. I just know from a couple others some of the missing and enslaved otters were found and rescued and brought back home."

Oz hears Benar he just doesn't reply to him right away, first he gets mint tea from the kitchens, comes into the room and sits before taking a sip. Then he answers "The foul mixture was taken this morning....and will be taken before bedtime not to worry Benar I do take it....and Angela did a checkup on me yesterday"

Benar says, "I am glad you are drinking it Oz, you'd not want me to set Angela on you if you stopped," he looks over at Ewan and nods his head, "I am not sure what happened, either way it was not pleasant."

Gorvenalus speaks "Hello Oz, hope your day is well" He looks back to Benar" So ...guess a few last minute things to do before the trip then, make sure all is well here and whom ever is left in charge a few days knows what is needed to do"

Ewan frowns"My understanding is all tonics and..healing stuff always taste bad."He is curious though of the trip "Trip? The abbot is going on a trip soon? I would just say be careful is all."

Oz has heard a little of the trip but doesn't ask for details as he sips his tea and sighs "Beasts tend to worry too much."

Gorvenalus speaks "Well...sometimes its hard to not worry on some things,worry is a part of life it would seem."

Benar says, "Sorry it tastes so badly Oz," he smiles and settles back into his chair, "And we can't help but worry Papa it is just what we do."

Ewan says, "Maybe flavor it somehow, not sure how but some things can flavor it without messing up the tonic in what it needs to do and tonics help in the long run or are supposed to help anyways, then I don't know as much on healing as I should but been slowly learning some more as even basic or little above basic skills of healing arts if good for anyone to have"

Oz shrugs "Did talk them into this morning adding a little mint, seemed to help. And I am fine, not had any other bad days lately." He still is a little more tired and sometimes will get a little out of breath if talks a lot or does a lot of walking around but is been avoiding the walking staff, for now. Normal talking is fine but he did do a lot of talking yesterday as it was needed at the time.

Gorvenalus leans back in his chair and takes out a small paper he writes some things down quietly, but he is still listening in case someone needs to talk to him.

Benar reaches back into the basket on the table and pulls out his knitting, "Well Oz as long as we keep you full of mint tea I am sure you will be happy."

Ewan decides to mention something , though it may be known to some "Reva and Zolomon decided to head back to Salamandastron by the way, they left yesterday and its like a little over 3 week march thar, I told them to have a letter sent when they get there so, ya know...no one worries about them."

Oz chuckles about the mint tea "Mint tea is good Benar and I always have a cup of it sometime after lunch, and sometimes a scone depending on wot sort has been made."He is quiet "I have..also decided to just teach the math class, I did do the class on shapes and helped the dibbuns and novice learn the charter, but decided it best to let Krisha take over the classes and Brother Rick will also help another class of novices review the charter and history of the abbey"

Benar says, "Well that is good Krisha does seem to enjoy her work and Maths is important though getting the youngsters to pay attention to maths is not easy""

Gorvenalus looks up and back to his writting. He then quietly excuses himself and goes to the library.

Oz smiles "They tend to like counting buttons and beads, and even if once in a while they try and trick me..I always know how many beads or buttons are still in my paw."He nods "She...will have some classes after all when..."He frowns as he stops speaking, not really finishing his thoughts, he just goes quiet and finishes the mug of tea listening as others talk now.

Benar smiles and stands and gathers up his new traveling cloak and basket, "I should go get ready for the council meeting myself. But Krisha will do a good job and you taking it a bit easier is not a bad thing

Oz nods, "Oh yes council meeting almost forgot about that...I should be there, then have math class...then maybe a nap"He slowly stands, seems to make sure he is ok before walking to the steps, making sure to use the railing.

Ewan ears droop as he listens and watches Oz head off, he looks over at Benar before speaking"Umm.."Decisions, decisions..."Could we talk maybe later..."He sighs as the abbot has walked off, ok maybe he can just catch him later.

Who:

Oz-Badger Mother, AKA Papa Oz

Invar- Visiting badger

Angela- Healer

Ewan- Private in Lp, Residential  LP Hare of Redwall

Dorarose- Gatekeeper of Redwall

Log:

Oz was sitting down, seemed as good as any place to take a break and not be...well brothered, he had yet to do his weekly checkup, he hated the checkups and he had something to do he viewed as important. And no one came to the fire pit, well much anyways.

Ewan came over and sat down. He had a blank scroll and a quill pen and ink as he spoke "You wanted to meet here, didn't ask the novice why not ask Gorvenalus, he is the recorder of ...well stuff, but I came and here I am..wot did you want?" Well clearly to have something written down.

Oz knew it was him before he sat down, "To write a letter, but it's a letter for later...when the time comes, you can send it with a sparrow"

Ewan nods, "Oh...about"He frowns, he hates talking of death but will write the letter "Ok...tell me wot ta write." He says simple, he can do this.

Oz nods as he softly speaks, only to have the letter rewritten a 2nd time. He seems to think as he has a 2nd letter written and is soon finished, he needs to rest his voice.

Ewan finishes it, reads it over and rolls them up putting them aside as he looks at the badger"You...doing ok?"

Oz nods slowly and clears his throat "I...will be ok just bit too much speaking is all but it...needed down"

Ewan watches Oz for a couple moments before relaxing" I can..write other letters or wot ever for you also, if you want me to but maybe another day be best for it"

Oz nods "Good...good to know and yeah in a couple days maybe, sides some need more thought anyways"

Ewan nods "More thought is always good for important letters or..wot ever it is your wanted written"

Oz sighs "Just...letters to different beasts, final words you can say but told now rather than waiting till later."

Ewan speaks after some silence "Cause...your not sure how well you feel or..be later on correct? And it's best to do this sort of thing now right? To...umm..better be able to get it out better or...."Ok he isn't great at words sometimes.

Oz says, "Yeah"Short and simple as he speaks again after clearing his throat "I..do not know how..long I will be around but..just a feeling and the not really getting better, not..worse either but not better either. ""

Ewan just listens, his ears back slightly as he does. He knows the badger's age and some of when he was in a deep faint for a while during the siege couple seasons back almost now.

Oz says, "But..I still do not want beasts to..worry so much on every little thing I do, it's....annoying"

Ewan shrugs "Beasts...tend to worry anyways, no one can really stop worrying and some think one can control...fate at times or whats to happen, whats not to happen..maybe slow it but in the end, not really....stop it from happening"

Oz has been sitting at the Fire pit a little while, sort of avoiding the healers, healers are being so annoying past couple weeks and the whole weekly checkup he figured could wait till later. He had just had a , sort of brief talk with Ewan and is now having his mint tea, out here for a change.

DoraRose comes into the fire pit area, carrying a bundle of firewood. "Hey, Oz. Beautiful day , isn't it?" She sets the wood beside the fire pit and sits down across from the badger. "Nana is looking for you. She's in a high temper."

Oz just shrugs "Well she can look." He sips his mint tea as relaxes a little"And I do like warm days. no more cold is good." He also doesn't have his staff right now, another sip of his tea "Maybe she can do something to cheer up"

Invar is out in the grounds, he has yet to move on from the abbey and seems happy enough to be hanging around the abbey he grew up in. Currently he has a broom but there's very little sweeping going on as he's twirling it between his paws and wandering the orchards. He spots the others in the distance eventually though and starts moving towards them "'ey"

DoraRose smiles wryly. "She's pretty worried about you, I will say. I haven't seen her this upset in months. She may bop you with her staff." Hearing the greeting, she turns and waves to the other badger. "Hey." Turning back to the badger, she adds, "Letting her check on you would help improve her temper."

Oz sighs, he then hears Invar and sighs again "Greetings Invar...."He sips his tea, then decides to just finish the tea and sits the mug down "Fine, I will put up with the check up and I already had that...foul mixture earlier, donon't need it again till bedtime"

Invar keeps spinning the broom about though he is a little bit clumsy about it but that's why he's practicing and keeps a little bit back. He tilts his head at Oz's sighed greeting before snorting "Well don't sound so 'appy about it. 'ave I out stayed me welcome already?" Dora gets a little head bob greeting.

DoraRose nods. "Good. I know it's annoying, Oz, but we care about you and are trying to help you. Maybe you and I could work on mixing that tonic stuff with something so it's less disgusting?" Shaking her head, she turns to the newcomer and replies: "Nah, you're fine, and welcome to join us. He's just having a bad day." No details, just a 'bad day'. Instead, she changes the subject by pointing to his broom-spinning. "How are you doing that with a staff?" Always the Warrior.

Oz snorts, "I am sure she will find me, not going anywhere else but here for now" He listens to Invar "You can stay..tis fine just a little tried" He still listens as he remembers the badger from when he was younger.

"Well in me experience y'start by droppin' it a lot, hit yerself in the head a few times an' then, if yer really stubborn, or possibly just not smart enough t'stop doing it eventually y'can look like you know what you're doin' for a bit" Invar replies to Dora with a grin before he glances back to Oz "Oh, aye. I can tell 'e's in a bit of a mood t'day. Ol' grumpy greystripe. Clearly it's the lack of dibbun horde t'blame"

DoraRose snorts slightly, obviously trying to not laugh out loud. But before she can say anything, an elderly mouse comes hobbling into the firepit area, leaning heavily on a wooden staff that has a bunch of knotted strings and threads and thin cords hanging from the top, some of them with beads in the notwork. "There Yaren, Oz," she grumbles. "Why dye insist on not coin' to the Infirmary when you're possessed to??" She is scowling fiercely. The Gatekeeper sighs. "Nana, I think he can probably wait a few hours..." "No! When y' 'ave an appointment, we're possessed keep it!"

Oz shakes his head "Appointment...I am just...."And he tilts his head at Invar when he calls him Grey stripe and mutters something as he starts to get up and then coughs a little, a frown forms and he sits back down slowly, ok he can walk away in a few moments, most likely he...never mind he is stuck here for now and she could probably move faster than him right now so he may as well sit."I..dislike=cough= the infirm..."She can check on him now if she wants.

Invar knows the scary old healer type and the broom twirling stops, the broom head is back on the ground where it belongs and the most rebellious thing he does is lean on it, slouching "Ah come on Oz. Wha' is it that you all like t'tell the dibbuns when they're ill and have t'see the 'ealers? Presumably yer probably friends with everyone workin' in the infirmary when yer not ill an' bein' rude t'em"

DoraRose ducks an angry wave of the staff as her grandmother threatens her. "Yeesh, what'd /I/ do, Nana?" "Don't even get me started....now, Oz, I'm gonna feel yer pulse first," she says in a much more gentle voice, letting the blind badger know what's going on. The Gatekeeper sighs again. "Aye, Nana was saying the other day he's a nice, decent, gentle creature--owch!" She catches the staff and just holds it as Angela scowls and continues on with trying to check on Oz.

Oz snorts, he just dislikes the...exams, this one for sure, the healers he is friend with. His pulse is basically normal, maybe a small little bit up but only slightly. What he dislike is having to take any deep breaths, it....well it hurts to take a deep breath.

Invar snorts back louder! He will take the lack of argument back as a win though. Which leads him to paying attention to what's going on and looking mildly uncomfortable since he doesn't really like the idea of the old badger being ill "...Well, I guess y'probably don't want the audience" he says as he steps back.

DoraRose is still hugging her grandmother's staff. Angela glares at the young badger and points to one of the other logs. "You. I don't recognize ye. 'Ave a seat, young 'un -- prob'ly been ages since y'were last checked by a 'Ealer." Turning back to the blind badger, she murmurs, "'Kay, now, 'ow do y'feel when y'breathe? I'm gonna listen t'y'just breathin' regularly." The Gatekeeper looks at the young badger. "You better do as she says. I've seen her slip sleeping herbs into creature's food and drinks to force them to go to the Infirmary so she can give them an exam."

Oz frowns, breathing normal is fine"I am...fine, right now only a little pain when I take a deep breath, not too often need to take deep breaths after all...I try and....take it easy, even been letting Krisha...do a couple classes...she does need to one day full time..anyways"

Invar raises an eyebrow at the old healer. He considers making a run for it or just stubbornly refusing to leave, that's what he used to do with abbey healers but he just got done telling Oz off and the healers do tend to be ruthless hunters sooo "If y'like..." he glances to Dora "Much as I'd like t'see how she'd drag me t'the infirmary in me sleep"

DoraRose smiles wryly. "We have some pretty burly otters who work in the Infirmary. They're the ones who carry unconscious or injured badgers up there. Nana just directs them." Angela frowns, not her grumpy scowl but rather her concerned Healer's frown. "Well, sounds like ye're doin' what y'need to, Oz. An' ye've been drinkin' that tonic, right? Sorry it tasts so bad, by the by. Wish I could make it taste better."

Oz has went from moody to sort of...sad? He nods his head "It's...alright"He says softly"Maybe a little mint would...help"He shrugs. He had a small pain as he took a couple deep breaths but it seems to of passed now and he is fine."And I take the tonic..."

Invar ahs at Dora. Well that explains it "Plan fer everythin' this place" he watches the other two for a moment quietly, trying not to imagine the worst.

DoraRose nods. "I think we even have a contingency plan for if we're invaded again....although I do greatly hope that doesn't happen." Angela nods. "I'll try addin' some mint to it an' see if that 'elps." She finishes the exam and goes to rest a paw on the Badger Father's shoulder. "Lemme know if it anythin' changes, even for the better. Alright?" She smiles. The Gatekeeper finally sticks out her paw to the younger badger. "I'm DoraRose Strongheart, bty the way. Gatekeeper of Redwall and resident Warrior."

Oz nods and smiles a little "I...will Angela, didn't mean to upset you any, don't want to upset..anyone as for better not really been better, or worse for that matter"

Invar hmms "'ope fer the best, prepare fer the worst. Sad t'say invasion isn't the more unlikely thing" he looks back down to the gatekeeper and stretches out a big paw in return "Invar, wanderer, fighter, little bit of everythin'. Just stoppin' by for a visit. Grew up 'ere, just one of yer abbey dibbuns"

DoraRose smiles. "Pleasure to meet you. When did you leave Redwall? I've been here for a number of seasons." (However in the world many seasons it's been since March 2012 ) Angela shakes her head. "Oh, 'tis fine, Oz. I'm just concerned, is all. An' I dislike it when I can't find my patients." Turning to the younger badger, she scowls slightly. "When's the last time y'were checked o'er by a 'Ealer is a better question."

Oz chuckles and coughs, a sigh but he clears his throat "I will let beasts know where I am..if it helps, not like I ever leave the abbey....by the way have YOU been ok Angela, you seemed down at the feast and I don't think it was out of concern for me at the time."

Invar shrugs a shoulder at Dora "A few years back, not sure if I remember y'or not...but y'know how kids are" he looks back to Angela "Ah well, lets see...probably about a month an' a 'alf ago when I was shot about five times..oh an' stabbed a bit too" he looks amused and unconcerned "Pirates" is his only explanation.

Angela's eyebrows raise as she leans back a tad with slight shock at his nonchalant list of injuries. "...did y'get checked up on after y' 'ealed from all o' that?" She asks, thinking that maybe he doesn't need a check-up, after all. DoraRose stifles a giggle. The Badger Father's question is temporarily ignored. He should probably ask it again, knowing how the old Healer is with avoiding answering questions about herself.

Oz frowns"Angela?..Are you alright, anything need known...I can just listen and not reply" He shakes his head at Invar, most badgers he know or have know...most...were warriors, he just isn't one himself...though he is strong and can use a staff very well.

Invar starts to grin a little, nothing like throwing the healers off for a bit of fun "Oh it weren't tha' bad. Y'have t'get used to these things when yer a big target. Alas I was on a ship full of otters, there wasn't a place I could go t'avoid the checkups"

Angela scowls. "'Y'idiotic Warriors thinkin' injuries aren't bad--" "Hey!" DoraRose sits up indignantly. "I always take them seriously!" "Aye, 'cause yer 'usband was Master 'Ealer and y' 'ave 2 children. Ye've learned to care." Shaking her head and deciding she can get her revenge on the young badger later (perhaps next time he gets injured she can put on some herbs that sting but are still helpful) she glances at the blind badger. "Nah, I'm fine..." "Liar -- no, you can't have your staff back -- EEK!" the Gatekeepr falls off her log while trying to keep the staff away from her grandmother, who is scowling darkly. "I'm fine. A beast can be upset at a feast. 'Tis perfectly normal. Now leggo o' m'staff, y'little whippersnapper."

Oz hmmms as he seems to listen and stay silent,"Are you...sure?Maybe we can talk further you just seem off somehow, not sure why"He sighs a little and then "Please do not fight over a...a staff"

Invar still looks amused though he's clearly set something off. He just leans on his broom and watches the family go to war "Ever the battle between healer an' fighter. I'd like t'say otherwise but it's usually best t'put yer money on the 'ealer" he comments to no one in particular.

DoraRose relinquishes the staff and scowls at the younger badger. "I can hold my own!! But you should watch out for my grandmother. She has some secret poisons she uses when she's outside the Abbey or if we're under attack." Angela sighs and turns to the Badger Father. "I....No, Oz. I just.....nevermind. We can talk more later." And she hobbles off, leaving the Gatekeeper on the ground. "What? No help for me?? Nana!"

Oz frowns as Angela walks off, well he will indeed ask next time he speaks to her." He stands slowly and seems to almost follow her and then just stays where he is slightly uneasy on his foot paws and snorts a little.

Invar almost laughs when Dora objects "Really? Well I'd be 'appy t'learn about these sneaky poisonous ways, y'know, since our warrior ways are apparently so bad" there's a smirk though it falters when Angela walks off and Oz gets up so slowly and seems uneasy. He goes to lean his broom against Oz's chest "'ere, look after me broom" because it might keep him from falling over and he might accept it better than help plus it leaves Invar's paws free to offer Dora one to help her up "So, y'can hold yer own against her eh?

DoraRose scowls, all while accepting his help. "Oh, hush. I'm probably old enough to be your mother. Holy crabcakes, I can't believe I just said that." She looks gloomy now, even though she's on her feet. "I don't wanna be that old! Phooey." Going to rest a paw on the Badger Father's shoulder, she adds, "I'll try to get her to talk to you. I think it would do her some good. Catch you 2 later!" And she is off at a jog after the old Healer in the possibly vain attempt to try and talk some sense into the elderly mouse....

Oz sighs as he feels the broom and uses it to steady himself as he shakes his head "This is a broom not a staff, one can do this with "He spins it around, tosses it from one paw to another and then places the top part on the ground to steady himself again and shrugs. He listens as the two mice head off .

Invar laughs as the mouse calls herself old before leaving. He snorts with amusement as Oz starts playing with the broom too "Y'know what else y'can do with brooms? Sweepin'!" he aims a pat at the older badgers shoulder "Y'should try it sometime" he jokes though he also quickly steps away again since old beasts with sticks are often dangerous "Y'work on that an' I'm goin' t'say hi to the cook" which is code for he's going to go eat something.

Oz goes to attempt to bonk him on the head, not hard really and then gets the mug he sat down and shakes his head"I need to check on the dibbuns, make sure they didn't tie a novice up or something"He heads off slowly to do dibbun checking.