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*** Oz asked me to post this since he could not at the time, so here is the log.Captain Velm does show up towards end.**

Who:

Velm-Captain/Chief Healer in LP

Zolomon-Former LP hare, now rouge

Rufus-Messenger,fighter and friend to the LP

A couple spoofed tavern beasts-By Velm

LOG:

The tavern in Halyard was noisy as many beasts, woodlander and vermin alike, was inside having drinks and eating meals and sharing the latest gossip.

It was now a cloaked figure choose to walk into the tavern and make their way to the bar and sit down, "One of ya strongest drinks please." A voice spoke. The cloak was thick, a sort of olive green with brown patches, a large cowl hood covered their face. Black leather straps were over the back and front, one front strap was a small rectangular pack, and another was more circler in shape above it. Yet another held in place a quiver of gull feather-tipped arrows, and a place on the back held in place a longbow that looked like it had been repaired and seen better days but still worked all the same.

An otter got the strong drink and slid it over to the cloaked stranger."Hear ye are sur, what be with de hood?" He was either curious or wanted the hood off.

"None ya business." A gloved paw takes the drink and downs it, then taps the glass."Another."

The otter leans over "Tis my business, this town has seen a lot of trouble so kindly take off de cloak." The tone gets demanding.

Quick as lightning a saber is at the otter's throat,"Long as you let me take off ye head,then maybe we haf our sef a deal hmmm?"

A few gasps as the otter freezes in fear, a small gulp as he speaks "S...sure matey keep de  hood up."He frowns "And i...I will get that refill of a drink for ya sur"

The cloaked figure chuckles and nods as he lets the otter get back to his work"Good answer" He says calmly.

The otter may not be brave enough, but a weasel is. The otter slides over the refilled drink as the weasel goes to walk up behind the cloaked figure and purposely knock the chair out from under him.

The cloaked figure gets one sip of the 2nd drink before he falls backward. The chair breaks and the drink spill as the mug breaks. The figure cusses loudly before managing to stand, and quickly stab the saber backward that he still holds in another paw. The hood indeed falls to his back to show a one-eared hare, or a...hare with like half of one ear."Not...wise scumfur"

The weasel is quick to yip and the saber BARELY misses him as he steps sideways, shivering a little now. He blinks once,twice..."What....are you even? who are you?"

The figure speaks "Well use to be called...Zolomon, kind of hate de name now.."He shows the  longbow that burned in  many places, some repair was clearly done and most of the name is blacked off from  fire, the letters Z..o...m...stand out." Zom is cool,right?"

The weasel nods quickly"I...yeah yeah, so so cool." Please let me agreeing let me live the weasel thinks to himself.

Zolomon smirks and lets the weasel go."Go away now."He sits in a new chair and scans the room as beasts just sort of  stare at him, one speaks "You some  sort of Long Patrol...."A glare stops the rest of that sentence."Long Patrol hare? No...I hate them all."He is so oddly calm as he says it.

Most just decide to ignore him, a couple look uncertain, one mouse speaks "But the patrol has helped us, for sure when that snake thing showed up. It would have been a LOT worse had they not helped." Some mutters of agreement are heard. It seemed more in the village respected the Long Patrol now than before.

Zolomon rolls his eyes, "Wot ever."He downs the 2nd drink when it comes.

The tavern beasts just still stare and then seem to go about their business as usual deciding Zolomon is not a threat at the moment.

Zolomon gets another strong drink and grins, yep he is at the drunk stage as he chuckles a little.

The otter carefully speaks "Maybe ya should ease up, you know....sleep a bit, free room..."

Zolomon glares and just stands up as he downs his 3nd strong drink and snorts. He then just walks on out of the tavern and towards the exit of the village getting to where the beach is and heading up shore, he has thought of going down shore, down shore towards the mountain but is wise not to.

Rufus is circling around and spots Zolomon, he circles once and then goes to dive bomb him aiming to not hurt him too much but clearly give a warning to the hare.

Zolomon was not alert as he usually is and the attack was a surprise as he avoided too much damage but the gull did get the top of his head and a claw to the, already half an ear. He jumps sideways and looks at the bird,"Rufus......oh perfect the stupid gull"

Rufus yarks loudly "Rufus no stupid....why bunny all bad now, bunny use to be goodbunny, now ess evilbunny. Rufus no longer is friend to Zolomon."

Zolomon shrugs "Like I care,who needs friends and why have a bird as a friend, that's stupid and wot ever, yeah."He smiles "I like the new me by the way." Oh and that smile isn't friendly either.

Rufus is smart enough to keep his distance."Rufus no like new you."

Zolomon chuckles slightly"That's fine Rufus,no one has to like me."He glares "I hate you...also Terrence, Can't stand Terrence or Varus, heck all of the Long Patrol."

Rufus puffs up,"Rufus go tell Bunny Lord and bunnies you is close to Halyard."He then goes flying off, taking into the air and heading in the direction of Salamanstron.

Zolomon frowns and gets out his longbow, selects an arrow, and aims carefully."Sorry, can't let ya do that.." He then fires off the deadly arrow straight for the bird!.

Rufus gets a fair distance before the arrow hits him, he staggers and manages to glide some, he tries to flap and kind of half crashes into the sand, rolling a couple times and then going still.

Zolomon noted the crash and that the arrow hit, he starts to dash to where the bird fell but sees someone else in the distance and backs off, cursing under his breath.

The someone is Cole who saw the gull fall while on sentry duty. He checks the gull and carefully picks him up to run back to the mountain.

Velm is at the entry and comes a short distance out and frowns,"Ok lay him in the basket...careful now and you two"To a couple of privates"Get him to the infirm ."He looks to Cole"You inside as well Private"

Rufus is alive but in a lot of pain, the arrow somehow by a miracle missed anything vital...just barely missed his heart so they will need to be extra careful moving him inside.

Cole shakes his head"I can't...sur, me brother killer is out thar, I saw him and I am gonna take him out..."

Velm sighs and goes to lay a paw on Cole's shoulder."No, unwise....and by de way lad, sorry.."A quick move (vulcan neck pinch anyone) and ready arms to catch the Private to carry him inside and lay him on a cot, then tend to the gull.

Cole stiffens and indeed passes out, he will wake in a couple hours and be very grumpy but at the same time mutter a thanks as the Captain likely just saved his life.

Meanwhile, Zolomon had watched this from afar with a spyglass and grumbled, he then uses his speed to run off back up shore. He is still fast, but there is a noticeable bit of a limp after he gets some paces away, but he manages to force himself to speed off to where ever he plans to go a little up shore of Halyard.

WHO:

Velm- Captain/ Chief Healer/Home Guard

Quinten-General/Librian/Recorder

Ciocan- Badger Lord

Log:

A typical if quiet day in Salamandastron, outside it is cold and grey and stormy, rain is hammering out of the heavens and soaking the beach and making the poor recruits and privates out training on the beach miserable and wet no doubt. Up near the top of the mountain however things are cozy and quiet, the large window in Ciocan's room has the glass set into it and it is closed to keep the rain out.   

The Badger Lord is sitting at his desk, quietly tapping something with a very small hammer and peering at it through a monocle. Quinten is sitting nearby in an arm-chair writing something on parchment and the pair of hares guarding the door are quietly standing at-ease. The General was able to convince Ciocan not to rush off to hunt down Zolomon personally but the Badger was in a bad mood for several days and as usual, he locked himself in the forge but now he seems to have calmed down and it is back to business as usual.   

The Messenger Quinten said however should hopefully have located Velm by now and instructed him that his lordship would like to see him in his office so the two older beasts are just biding their time with work whilst they wait.   

Velm had been on his way to camp when he got the message. He figured it must be important and so he of course came back. He dusted off his uniform and then walked into the room, he gives a salute." You needed to speak to me sur?"   

   
Ciocan looks up from his work and frowns at Velm as if wandering why he is there for a moment then nods, "Oh yes... Quinten."
   
The General stands up and hands the Badger Lord the scroll he was writing on. Ciocan runs his eyes over it then signs it at the bottom and stands up, walking around to loom quietly in front of Velm and consider the younger hare and healer.
   
He then unfurls the scroll and runs his eyes over it again, "Yes this as I ordered," He rolled it back up and tapped it against his wrist, staring at Velm, those ancient dark eyes of his seeming to bore through the hare quietly, "Whatever am I going to do with you."   
   
Velm watches the Badger Lord quietly and listens as he speaks. His ears flatten a little as worry sets in a bit."Sur?" He sounds confused, going over in his mind if he missed something important. It's true he has been busy with his healer duties, with stuff at camp and yet somehow he managed to focus on making sure Lt. Elbio was ok,in fact, he helped the other hare back to the mountain giving orders to the healers to still keep an eye on him as he had a long way to go yet before he fully recovered.   

The Badger taps his chin and shakes his head and sighs sadly, a deep, booming sound and turns his head to look at Quinten, "Are you sure Quin?"   

The older hare nods, "Oh yes, I am afraid so My Lord, I've reviewed the records as you asked and checked the regulations, we don't have any choice in this matter, it's quite clear, laid down in the original founding charter itself."   

Ciocan shook his head and unrolled the scroll again, looking at the words written on it "Well then I guess we have no choice," he raised his head over the scroll and stared at Velm again, "Sorry Lieutenant Velm."   

Velm frowns as more confusion and worry sets in." s...sorry bout wot sur?" He looks between them both quietly, waiting and wondering what is going on.   

Ciocan shakes his head and looks back at the scroll, "I Ciocan, Lord of Salamandastron and the Western Shores, do hereby on this day hereby promote Velm, to the rank of Captain in the Long Patrol,"   

He lets the scroll roll up, "You are hereby ordered to take up the post of Chief Healer of Salamandastron and are being re-assigned to the Home Guard under the Generals' direct command."
   
The badger then took a smart step back and Quinten moved forward, he saluted Velm then raised his hands and un-pinned the rank insignia of a lieutenant from Velm's collar and deftly affixed a new metal pin-badge, the insignia of a Captain of the Long Patrol, "Congratulations Captain Velm," the general said then stepped aside and Ciocan held out the scroll to Velm.
   
"Your commission Velm, a very well deserved promotion."   
   
Velm listens, still worried or least at first as he hears the promotion he smiles.."Captain?.."He listens and Chief Healer as well, a smile still.He is quiet as the pin is changed and chuckles"Seems I have to, change my uniform now..thank you surs..thank you very much and I will not disappoint you in this promotion."He takes the scroll from Ciocan, a salute and nod is given.
   
Ciocan smiles at Velm and places a hand on the hare's shoulder, "Don't thank us too much, it's a lot of work and it means staying here a lot of the time Velm," The badger lord says in his deep rumbling voice, "You're part of the General Staff now, there will be little galavanting off to exotic places on patrol, you'll be co-ordinating things from here."
   
Velm nods "I don't mind staying in the mountain sur, tis fine."In fact it's likely a lot better he isn't on the battle fields or on missions."I can even help organize the infirmary and recovery room, as well as the herbal room, some have mentioned its sometimes hard to find something. I can also help with Lt. Elbio's recovery."   

Ciocan chuckles, "Said like a true healer, but you have staff to do that, make a plan and order them to do it, you've had some experience as a Lieutenant my boy, but you're a captain now. As nice as it is to take an afternoon off and re-organise the store-room you're now responsible for the equipping, training and availability of our healers."
   
Quinten chuckles, "The healers of the patrol may report to their various officers, but they come to you and your staff for training, for guidance, you are also going to find yourself responsible for the health of the non-patrollers living here, organizing recruit curriculums, there is a lot more to this job then just healing Velm, so be prepared for a bit of a shift in the way you have to do things."   

Velm nods "Of course sur. I can plan some classes for the recruits and some privates, make sure all know basic healing and for those wanting to work in the healing arts, I will set aside a different class."He studies the Badger Lord. "As a chief healer, I will also require regular checkups...for everyone sur and not just before missions or after missions."   

Ciocan waves a hand, "Discuss the Patrol's check-up schedule with Quinten, he can arrange to make sure they happen and don't interrupt the flow of things. Your new office is attached to the Infirmary of course, the Chief healer has always liked to be there."   

The Badger Lord looks at Quinten, "Am i forgetting anything?"   

Quinten smiles, "That about covers it all my lord, we'll get out of your fur."
   
"Very well, you're dismissed Captain, see you later General."   

Velm nods, a salute "Yes sur."He blinks, his own office...well that will be nice. He then heads off to have a meeting with the healing staff, go over some things with the General later, and yes he is serious on everyone having a checkup, maybe once every 4 seasons... whether a beast may want a checkup or not,they will have one done.The Lt., or now Captain, is about to have a very busy next few days.