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Since the ill-fated attack by the battering ram, the horde has been seemingly idle. Despite this, there is a heavy pall to the air, and tension runs rampant on both sides of the wall. Other than the occasional harrying attack from a distance by pawfuls of archers, the horde has not moved to attack again. The Abbey remains utterly surrounded. To the east, Ormaz glances up balefully at the walls. "I will break them," He murmurs. "Once and for all. I'll dig them out with my blade myself if I must, one by one."

Mergleton paces the wall waiting for the next attack, his giant crossbow still sitting on the wall though there are no beasts currently manning it and it would be quite useless against a regular assault. "I do not like this ceaseless silence, it does not bode well" He mutters to himself as he stares out into the open space, turning to the guards on the wall. "Stay alert, soliders! Your gates could be under assault at any moment, you must be ready!"

The day is cool. Dry. A little windy, but not too bad. Just your average early Autumn day. Matilda, Champion of Redwall, is standing up on the walls, watching as some arrows come flying overhead. "Aye, and be careful about the arrows. I don't want anybeast to die unnecessarily." The guards look at the fox, some of them scowling slightly, but they listen to the Champion and stay below the top of the battlements, only standing to fire off an arrow or a sling stone when needed.

DoraRose the mouse is crouching beside the hedgehog Champion, checking her war hammer. "I don't like this at all," she grumbles. "As the fussy fox said, it's too quiet. Do you want me to do a round of the walls to check on everything?" Matilda bites her lip, thinking.

At the outside entrance to the Infirmary, the old mouse Healer Angela is standing, the poisoned crystal shining on the top of her staff. She scowls at the sky, watching the few clouds get chased away by the wind. Nissaya, the albino otter Healer, comes up behind her. "Missus Angela?" The elderly mouse shakes her head. "There's death comin'. I c'n feel it in m'old bones, young 'un. Prepare for war."

The birds in the forest of Mossflower have gone silent near the Abbey.

"Prepare for war."

Tarsa walks down the road, a few hares with her as she looks ahead and takes a deep breath..it was go Time now and she was ready as she would ever be. Aella was close to the hare with her shrews close behind her, the black stone around her neck showing she was the Log-A-Log and she keeps a raspier at her side. Ximena decided last moment to head out, most likely the best idea at the time .They would need a healer after all.

Minsc stands nearby some of the allies as he looks towards where the horde is and frowns, the only Willowbark ones with him is Flea , a squirrel and a rabbit."So..ready friends?"

Xander frowns, he was ready or least he hoped he was. He looked back towards where some others were as if looking for someone and sighs, ok he should just focus now on the fight ahead,just the fight and that's all.

Anatole is on the wall tops and frowns , he sees the horde beasts moving around and backs up a little "Oh..this can't be good, not good at all."

Sinway is with the beasts on the road, calm and ready to fight.

Hide nor hair has been seen of the otters of Camp Willow to date but they were out there somewhere. The problem was there was very few fighting fits ones left after being practically wiped out only a year or two ago. Word had reached them of the horde and scouts had been back and forth watching but today there was a small force of 9 out in the woods, hiding at a safe distance and watching but there was too many vermin to do much.

At a hissed command from Ormaz, word is relayed around from where he stands beyond the eastern wall over to the western side of the Abbey. After a moment or two, a force of spear beasts bearing shields begins advancing on the western gate, stopping just within shooting distance. Several ranks of archers form up behind them and begin firing in an orderly fashion, arrows whizzing and hissing up towards the western ramparts. At the same time, a flock of beady-eyed birds of various sorts--mostly jackdaws and crows--moves in from the eastern side, descending like winged nightmares upon the defenders in that area, striking like darts towards the eastern wall gate. Ormaz shouts something to the horde beasts in his immediate vicinity, and they begin rolling a large catapult towards the eastern gate. "Let's see them stop this when they're attacked from above and below," He murmurs, laughing coldly.

Emyuil sprints up to the ramparts to stand once more beside DoraRose, his sword, Nevermore, gleaming in the sunlight. "My sword is crying to kill them," He whispers, half to himself, half to his sister. The scrape of claws on sandstone announce the arrival of Zarok just behind the berserker mouse. The monitor wields a quarterstaff and has forgone his usual attire of a novice's habit, instead donning ragged shorts and a vest with no shirt beneath, allowing him more freedom of movement. He's bold--relying utterly on his scaled hide to protect him from attacks rather than any worn armor. Terfil, for once not sticking with his normally inseparable companion Zarok, has instead decided to assist the old healer Angela in her efforts, having armed himself with a small dagger, and a few oversize bits of armor worn on his small red-orange frame.

Among the otters outside slinks Chud Streambattle, his dirk held in one paw, its blade's shine dulled with an earlier application of dirt and charcoal. Stealth is the order of the day here. For now. "Here we go," He breathes. "Time to stand true."

Marek turns to the others in his company and points his sword towards Redwall. "My friends! It would appear that we have arrived just in time, let us make haste to the inner grounds and hope we can stop my brother before he causes much damage!". Atop the wall, Mergleton is thrown to the side and stunned by an arrow to his left foot paw, while not critically injured he isn't getting up anytime soon. "They have arrived, DO NOT GIVE THEM QUARTER!"

Ciocan is within sight of the abbey and singles for the hares to stop as he frowns at the sight before him. A lot of hares are here, its unclear how many but they truly look ready to fight."Its time to get rid of this horde" The hares nod and are ready to battle, and the badger lord is also as he gets his war hammer in paw and snorts, it was time to have some help arrive.

Tarsa nods to the badger Lord?Its surrounded sur, your orders?? She waits for a reply and studies the going ons closely as she stayed where she was. When he says they attack she will attack, if he has charge she will charge.

Aella meanwhile stayed by her shrews, she may be a new leader but she wasn't gonna show fear and depression of her father's death will have to wait. She has a battle and 48 shrews to keep safe.?Be prepared for battle, be careful and slay some mangy vermin hide!?

Ximena stayed off to the side, she was there to heal when needed, she was afraid but would not run, she would stay where she was and be brave.

Matilda had juuuuust been peeking over the rampart when the archers started shooting their arrows. Dropping back down, she gets her sling and loads a stone into it. "Fire, but be careful!" The guards nod and obey, but one of them still gets shot in the head, dying instantly.

Shouts and screams can be heard from the Eastern Wall, and DoraRose's head turns as the sounds reach her ears. "Aye, brother...do you hear that?" She asks distractedly. "Zarok....nevermind, just stay safe." She starts to work her way along to the Southern (and, eventually, the Eastern) wall, ducked low, going to check on the guards over there. They are fighting valiantly, but they are quickly murdered by the evil birds.

LilyMoore is staying right beside her friend the stoat. As the get closer to the Abbey, she starts to breathe a little more quickly. "Marek.....I'm scared," she whispers. Out of the forest melts some vermin, sporting white armbands. Some blackbirds are flying above their heads, white bands tied around their ankles. A huge, hulking ferret, apparently the leader of this little band, leads them up to the Ambassador. "Marek," he grates in a deep voice. "We are here with Chieftain Blisa's blessing. If there are any in the horde wearing white armbands, they need to be left to us. We'll deal with them." The vermin keep a good distance from the Long Patrol, but there's no mistaking that they're advancing with the hares.

Nissaya looks to the East as he hears the screams....and then hears them fade. "What's that?" "War," Angela murmurs. She gathers up her skirts and starts down the steps to the open ground. "NIssaya, get as many wounded into the Infirmary as y'can. I'll be out 'ere 'elpin' on the front lines." "But, Missus Angela--" "I know what I'm doin', sonny! Just do as I say an' don't argue! Terfil! Come 'ere, son. I'll need a bodyguard." The old Healer has her herb sack at her side, staff in paw. She will do what she can.

Butterclaw the sparrow flutters up and flies above LilyMoore's head. "Lilymouse wormfriend! Much dangerwar at Redhouse Abbeyplace! Fleefast!" The young mouse, though obviously terrified, shakes her head and grimly grips the hilt of her mother's sword at her side. "No! I'm staying beside my friend. I'm not letting him face his crazy brother alone!"

Sinway looks at the gates quietly, his home.

Minsc is by Flea as he draws his blade "I say we attack these villains and help out friends

Gaheris is uncomfortable. The sight of vermin surrounding the abbey while he and the other otters hide out the way goes against everything he believes in. His jaw tightens when Chud breaks the silence. Time to stand true? It was suicide. There was 9 of them!...They couldn't just watch though. He'd be a lot happier if he knew the hares were coming. With a heavy sign the Skipper pulled out his bow "Ok. We've got javelins. Some of y'ave bows. Anyone want t'run home do it now. We're goin' t'be ghosts, yeah? We practiced this. Spread out, choose y'targets. Wait for the signal an' get ready t'run"

"The gate is clear, boss," A weasel mutters to Ormaz. "Very well. Fire away," the master of the horde barks. The catapult creaks back, tension thrumming through its hastily constructed frame. "We'll likely only get one shot, boss," One of its crew beasts calls to Ormaz. "That's all we need," He answers as the catapult arm snaps up, releasing a heavy boulder towards the eastern gate.

There's an almighty crash, and when the dust settles, the gate has been breached, lying in ruins and exposing the Abbey to assault at Ormaz's whim. Mere moments later, horde beasts surge through, laughing, whooping, and calling for blood. Some break off to loot right away; Ormaz decides to deal with them later. For now, he has more than enough beasts to see this through, as far as he can tell. Unaware of the presence of the otters, the Ferravalians, or the Long Patrol, he assumes that victory is all but his. He allows himself a crazed laugh as he draws out a long sword and begins looking for something to kill.

When the gate breaks, Emyuil lets out a guttural oath and begins sprinting along the ramparts behind DoraRose, Zarok in turn following him. Terfil nods at Angela's instructions and lets out a hiss, clenching a fist around the hilt of his dagger and swearing to himself that he won't let anybeast get near her. Outside the wall, Chud has forgone javelins in favor of his sling. He loads the cloth weapon with a heavy, yet smooth stone, and whirls it a few times until he gets a feel for it, picking a target, and waiting for the order to fire.

Marek leads the forces of Willowbark towards the abbey. "The time has come to end this..for justice...FOR REDWALL!"

Ciocan narrows his eyes as he sees the horde and takes a deep breath, he nod to his hares.....300 hares are here, the fighting force...some at camp and a maybe 50 at the mountain still, he takes his war hammer out and nods as they quickly get to the Redwall gates and hopefully inside to help.

Lacota has his frying pan and a cleaver at the ready, staring out one of the windows of Great Hall. He won't go down without a fight.

Tarsa nods as she follows her Badger Lord towards the gates and frowns "So many vermin and I think they are inside your Lordship we need inside as well!"

Adrian readies his rapier. He's eager to cut down some vermin a peg or two. "Aye, I agree, Sah!"

Allea has her shrews ready as well as she takes a deep breath "Kill some vermin scum!!" Well so much for cool war cries, oh well .

DoraRose hears the gate give, straightens up, and breaks into a dead run to the Eastern wall. As she nears the corner at the South-East, she sees the horde pouring in and makes a reckless decision. Keeping her pace, she readies her war hammer and starts down the wall steps towards the gate. She still has about a quarter of the wall steps to go when she spots a horde beast with a round shield just entering. When the distance is right, she jumps off the stairs, swinging her hammer at the 2 vermin watching her fall towards them, paralyzed in horror. "REEEDWAAAAAAAALLLLL!!!" The hammer smashes their heads in, and her feet land on the shield of the one vermin. He falls to the ground under her, screaming loud enough to wake the dead. The mouse Warrior rolls away, stands, turns, roaring as she steps forward and slams her hammer into the head of another vermin, then using the pointy other side of her hammer to cave the breastplate of another in. "ORMAZ! DEATH HAS COME FOR YOU!"

Angela raises her staff into an at-ready position as a horde beast starts to menace her. "Yer momma would be ashamed o' ye." The rat steps forward....and meets the crystal on the top of the old Healer's staff. He writhes in pain as the poison takes affect, and as he falls to the ground, the mouse kneels beside an injured sparrow. "Hush, now, love. I'll take care o' you."

Matilda turns as she hears the shouts from the guards. "The Eastern gate! It's been breached!" The Champion points. "Go, help the Gatekeeper!" As most of the guards rush off to do that, the hedgehog takes a swift peek over the wall....and spots the Long Patrol. That's who it has to be. Lips pursed grimly, she runs to the closest wall steps and runs down to the ground level. She begins to unchain and unbar the Main Gate. Soon it starts creaking open......

LilyMoore does her best to stay abreast with Marek as the Ferravalians charge forward with the Long Patrol. "FOR MOSSFLOWER AND FOR FREEDOM!!" The vermin shout. The mouse maid is gasping for breath. She's pretty fit, but that does nothing for her fear.

Xander has stayed close to the long patrol and Ciocan and now draws his blade and nods to a couple Defenders that came with him and a couple close by hares "Ok...lets help Redwall!!"

Gaheris never expected the gates to fall so fast but then he's never seen a catapult at work. He puts on his best frown and draws back an arrow on his bow as he quickly moves "Give 'em 'ell. Don't get shot" He mutters at the otters and that seems to be the order as very quickly the group split up, hiding amongst the foliage only to pop out at random and shoot something. Gaheris aims at birds. Several of the others start picking off vermin on the outer edge of the horde while they're crowded up getting in the eastern gate. A couple of shots and they duck down and move while a different otter pops up somewhere else in the tree line. It's hard to tell how many there are when they won't stay still.

Lacota can hear fighting outside. Most Order beasts would turn and run, but Lacota is not most beasts. He's stared down more than a few slavers and evil beasts in day, for being just a glorified chef, after all... It'd be nice to brain another rat or two with his pan again...

Ormaz snarls when he hears DoraRose's challenge and begins wading his way through the melee towards her voice. "Come over here so I can kill you!" he retorts. Emyuil arrives like a thunderbolt after the lightning strike that was DoraRose's arrival. Lashing out with his black sword like it's an extension of his body, he reaps a horrific toll on any vermin that get near him, a wordless roar ripping out of his throat. Zarok, not to be outdone, cannons into a weasel, tearing into him with his fangs while parrying any counter-attacks with his quarterstaff.

The vermin are surging towards the Abbey building proper, step by step, gutting any who stand in their way. In the rear ranks, archers continue a steady rain of arrows towards the walls, now from the inside. The detachment that had provided a distraction to the west now circles around, but a good portion of them are cut down by the otters' hit-and-fade attacks. Chud keeps at it, loading his sling, firing, and vanishing into the undergrowth again like a serpent.

When the hares of the Patrol are sighted, the reaction of the horde is swift and merciless. Arrows rain down on the brave hares, cutting a swathe through them.

Lee has decided to join the battle as well, but on his own terms. His family is inside the Abbey, and anybeast that gets in his way is swiftly cut down as he carves a bloody swathe toward the eastern wall.

Marek now charges into Redwall with Defenders and Willowbark beasts in tow, the gates are down so getting inside should be easy now, when he arrives inside he immediately glares in the direction of Ormaz. "BROTHER!!!!...I have come to end your tyranny! One way or another, our story ends this day!". Meanwhile, Mergleton has descended from the wall and takes a deep breath as he draws his sword and quietly slits the throat of an approaching rat. "Very sorry, sir rat...but you must die"

Ciocan gets inside with his Long Patrol hares, he growls as some arrows rain down, one gets in his shoulder that he ripes out and the arrows take out like 30 hares. His eyes narrow and he uses his war cry and hammer held high and right away is smashing a couple vermin horde beasts to the face!

Tarsa gasps as an arrow barely misses her and slices at a weasel that gets too close, "Give em blood and vinegar!!!!!!!"

Aella starts to back off, she isn't use to war and neither is her shrews, but NO she can't back off as she nods "FIGHT THE VERMIN!!" They are tiny, but mighty...one shrew is killed by a rat but then the rat dies cause of it!

Adrian yells out, taking an arrow to his left shoulder. As if that would stop him. Instead, it only emboldens the Corporal, and after ripping it out, he charges forward, rapier raised, stabbing a rat and then kicking his in the stomach. "EUUUYLAAAAALIAAAAAAA!"

Sinway goes inside and battles off to the side.

DoraRose laughs in a rather insane manner. "I'm not the one who's going to be dying, Ormaz!" She sings, playing whack-an-evil-vermin with her war hammer. The fall under her relentless hatred, the Gatekeeper just seeming to dance as she swings and blocks. Angela is helping the wounded, trusting her little newt friend to guard her back.

The Ferravalians roar in unison as they slam into the ranks of Ormaz's horde. They may be few, but they make up for it with a viciousness that most people expect from vermin.

Screams can be heard as both sides take a terrible beating. LilyMoore has started breathing too fast, too fast.... "Marek! Be careful! AUGH!" She screams as a rat tries to decapitate her, and so she bolts, headed towards the Bell tower with the rat following her, struggling to catch the very fast mouse maid Butterclaw flies above her head, chirping madly to let her know when to duck and stuff.

Matilda is draws the Sword of Martin, leaping into battle! "FOR REDWALL!!" And of course her sword is knocked out of her paw. She growls, curls into a ball, and rolls over to where her sword fell. Vermin yelp as they get pricked by her spines. She unfolds herself when she gets to her weapons, and, grabbing it, she's up with a shout, cleaving an enemy into 2 yucky pieces!!

Minsc swings his blade, and beheads a rat, then another and chuckles"This is fun being!"

Xander makes sure a couple order beasts, curious gets back inside, he blinks as some refugees say they are helping to fight, the badger nods and lets them out to help as the more that help fight the horde the better.

Adrian ducks, as the window he'd previously been peering out of is shattered, a stoat trying to literally climb into the Great Hall. "Oh no you don't!" *WHAMMMM!*

Lacota ducks, as the window he'd previously been peering out of is shattered, a stoat trying to literally climb into the Great Hall. "Oh no you don't!" *WHAMMMM!*

Rigel quickly gets inside to help , his longbow in paw..most know he is on the side of good, a couple almost attack hi as he holds up his paws "On your side.."He fires his arrow and kills a monitor as he grins at the Redwall guards "See...."

Gaheris focuses his attention on the archers coming around the building. The chaos of the main horde might not easily tell where a stray arrow comes from but right now those archers are the most likely to attack the otters back so he wants them all gone. His ears perk to the sounds of fighting inside and he almost grins at the unmistakable war cries from the hares. Yes! The long Patrol is definitely just what this battle needed. The otters were pretty much behind the horde by this point but still stuck back far enough to have cover "Focus on their backs, block tha' gate with dead vermin. Someone scout round the side" he quietly orders his little gang around as the arrows and stones fly.

Lee continues his rain of death and destruction, the otter cutting down vermin left, right, and center, as he reaches the eastern gate.

Ormaz freezes, almost long enough that he's vulnerable...but not quite. "Is this real?" He breathes to himself when he sees Marek. Then, hatred wells up within him and he tightens his grip on his sword. "Ghost or no," He bellows, remembering Blisa's words when the Chieftain was his captive, "I'll rip you apart as many times as I have to, Marek!" He feels as if a veil is falling away from him. His veneer of calm? Gone, along with his situational awareness that might've saved his hide from the multi-pronged attack by the coalition of woodlanders, Long Patrol warriors, and Ferravalians. All he sees now is Marek, and he sprints towards his brother, heedless of those in his path.
Emyuil hears Lily's voice and redoubles his efforts against the tide of vermin. "'Rose!" He shouts. "I'm going after Lily!" With that, he plunges into the horde as a whirlwind of violence, moving from one kill to the next in the blink of an eye. Not this time, he repeats, over and over. Lily won't be taken from him again. Not now, not ever. Another battle cry rips out of him. "TUSCANI! I'LL KILL EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU SCUM!" There is no mad laughter now. A gash to his chest stops just shy of taking him down, but only serves to fuel his Bloodwrath further as he strikes the attacker's head from his shoulders in one mad strike. Before the head hits the ground wetly, he's already moving on, ever closer to Lily. But will he be fast enough? He refuses to consider any alternative outcome. Not in the heat of battle. Seeing Emyuil go bolting off as always, Zarok decides to stay near DoraRose and protect her. Another vermin goes down to his jaws as he rips the beast's throat out.

Chud volunteers to scout around the corner. Upon his return, having dodged a few stray arrows, he reports his findings to Gaheris in a sharp whisper. "Long Patrol is inside the Abbey. We've got the vermin now, sir, they're just too dumb to realize it. There's no escape; most of them have entered the abbey. If we can get to the wall tops, we can hit them from a good vantage point and keep them hemmed in. What d'you think?"

Ciocan growls as a fox slices his arm, the fox gets a face full of war hammer. More hares fall to the horde but also some horde beasts go down as well, the long patrol fighters do not go down easily and take horde beasts with them. The hares also know when to give the badger lord plenty of room when he slips into Bloodwrath and a few horde beasts scream and run away from him only to fail at getting away and the horde beasts in his path die rather quickly!

Marek walks calmly, quickly dicing through any vermin who stand near him as Ormaz approaches and the two come closer and closer to each other. "So be it, I will not rest until our fates have been stripped away. I may face my end today, but so will you!"

Tarsa slices at a rat, sidesteps just barely getting a cut to the shoulder, she snorts and kicks a weasel in the face and glaces over at Ciocan and frowns...ok he looks angry , she looks around as a couple fellow hares beside her die when a monitor attacks them, monitors she can't handle and backs off a little frowning, 3-4 hares manage to take down the monitor

Adrian rushes right into the fray, chopping down a rat here, a weasel there. The hare is an absolute death machine with his rapier, many seasons of practice honed to deadly precision. Finding himself in the middle ground between the main gate at the Great Hall, he is suddenly shocked to find that fully a third of the Privates fighting with him are now dead. This could be a dicey situation, as he finds himself almost completely surrounded.

Ximena is here tending to the wounded, lucky a hare is helping guard her as she frowns, but helps a beast with a leg gash, and one with a torn shoulder get to the infirm.

Minsc pants as he has a cut on his leg, but he still fights his blade griped tightly in his paw."Have a kiss of death ya vermin pests!!"

Lacota whacks his pan at several more vermin trying to climb into the window, and then he spots... Marek? He hates that beast... But he hates Ormaz even more. The squirrel starts to scramble out of the window, not heeding the pleas of abbey beasts to stay inside!

Xander has noticed his friend is not here, he can only hope he is at camp, he has been handling his first real horde battle fairly well so far. He has vermin blood on his armor and fur and a little of his own also from a cut to his upper arm and chin.

Rigel gets to where he can better shot some of the horde, he climbs a few steps by the wall and fires off a couple arrows and smirks, he goes to get another and blinks.."Ohhh out of arrows...not good"He decides to..help in the infirm and barely avoids a stab from a rat.

DoraRose glances up. "Lily....FOR MY LILYMOOOOOORE!!!" The Gatekeeper's scream fades into a roar as she hammers relentlessly at her enemies, wading through them to get to her daughter. She makes impressive headway, even the villains in armor not able to withstand her hammer of smashing.

Angela is busy helping the wounded. Other Healers are out here helping, some dragging the less wounded into the Infirmary, where Nissaya is busy organizing the Healers inside, trying to keep calm in the midst of the chaos. The otter is amazing at this -- in the face of death or slavery, he stays calm and focused on their job of helping others. A few Ferravalians have fallen, but the rest avenge their fellow villagers by literally ripping their enemies apart. That corner of the battle isn't pretty.

Butterclaw flutters inside the Bell tower, holding the door open for his friend. LilyMoore hears the shouts from her mother and uncle and turns...only to see the rat towering over her. She screams, draws her mother's sword, and stabs up, piercing the rat's heart. "Momma! Uncle Emyuil! Marek! Somebeast....AAH!" A couple more horde beasts are running to her, and she steps inside, the sparrow letting the door slam shut. The Bell ringer backs up to the base of the stairs, hyperventilating.

** Part 2 is here  http://forum.rwmuck.org/viewtopic.php?id=902  ***

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Gorvenalus-Recorder of Redwall Abbey

Dorarose-Gatekeeper of Redwall Abbey

Kibou-Healer

Log:

Gorvenalus sits in his chair looking over a log entry and sighs as he leans back in his chair.

DoraRose comes out of the kitchen, balancing a tray on her hip, holding it with one paw as she uses the other to hold on to the sandwich she's eating. Spotting the beaver, she walks over to him, sits in a nearby chair, and balances the tray on her lap. "I missed lunch," she states simply. "Too busy guarding the walls."

Gorvenalus nods slowly "The...horde is getting more active...they tried to harm the champion..shot at her twice, she is fine thanks to some armor she had on just a bit of a graze of an arrow."

DoraRose has finished her sandwich and has moved on to a bowl of soup. "Yeah, and a dumb assassin got in and tried to kill her. He met the blade of my ax." Yeah, talk about killing people while eating. Perfectly normal. "I REALLY wish I could get a hold of Ormaz. With him out of the way, the horde would just LEAVE, y'know." She sighs into her soup, and steam rises up into her eyes.

Gorvenalus frowns "He is dangerous, its best to let others fight him. I do hope he doesn't get in but I fear...I fear he may well get inside soon, we may want to be ready. I will offer my healer skills if needed since.."He frowns "Since we are...lacking in healers now...its in the logs as I try and keep them up-to date best I can. I just hope we do not lose anyone else....someone is still in a faint, but has improved some as well."

DoraRose sighs and sets down her almost empty bowl. "Aye, I heard. Rafeal's death has hit my grandmother hard. I think she kind of liked him, as much as she likes anybeast...." she trails off, thinking of the conversation she and Angela had on Saturday. "....I'm sure she would greatly appreciate any help you could offer, Gorvenalus. And don't you worry about me," she adds, drinking the rest of her soup. "I can be pretty dangerous, myself, as Ormaz will see if he ever gets in here." She sets the little bowl down and picks up a pasty. "Even if I die, I plan to take him out with me." Glancing up at the Recorder, she adds in a much softer voice, "We can't have peace without death and sacrifice from those of us willing to protect it."

Gorvenalus frowns as he seems to remember something and closes his eyes, he is quiet a long while or seems to be before he opens his eyes again "I would just like some good news, not..bad news."

DoraRose notices his pause, but decides to leave it in peace unless he wants to talk about it. Instead, she continues to eat, finishing her vegetable pasty and moving on to another pasty, a couple of scones with jam, and a small salad. She has just picked up the last thing on the tray, her dessert (a cookie), when he says his wish. Looking up into his eyes, she smiles softly. "Me, too. I wish I had some. Maybe here....in a few days...." She looks away and nibbles on her cookie. "I had a dream a few nights ago where Ormaz was dead and we were all okay. Maybe that dream will come true. I hope it will."

Gorvenalus says, "It..sounds good and good usually wins over evil in the end one way or another"

DoraRose sighs. "Aye....but sometimes I fear that one day, the evil will be too strong, and all that is good and beautiful, all the light and hope in the world, will be snuffed out, and we'll fall into an abyss." She glances up, a sheepish look on her face. "I'm not the most cheerful person. I.....I do hope for peace and good things, but.....I try to fight my fear." She sighs. "Maybe that's why I'm a Warrior. I can't stop fighting to keep that fear from becoming reality."

Gorvenalus says, "I..I know fear, I have felt it before and even lost hope but it came back. I was..a captive for nearly 6 seasons..7 maybe, I don't remember sort of lost track of time. I was mainly a trophy of sorts to Quade and he almost had a 2nd one ""

DoraRose's eyes harden, but her voice remains soft. "Aye, I remember him. He had my daughter captive....she still has nightmares about it." She sighs and eats her cookie in its entirety. "I wish life wasn't so hard...."

Gorvenalus says, "It could always be worse...the day Quade's horde..attacked my abbey, never will forget that day...no warning either..there was a feast..the winter one in fact..it even snowed that day""

DoraRose looks up at the beaver. She should be getting back out onto the walls, but......what if this is their last day alive? She wants to connect with her friends as much as possible, just in case. "I bet that made his betrayal even more painful."

Gorvenalus nods "It...did. He was a friend or so we though. we were celebrating the birth of my grandson whom was born maybe a couple weeks before that, Minsc was so happy...he had gone up to the infirmary to check on his mate Alice she was our Master Healer, she was a little late to the feast...."He frowns "Quade...walked in said he has something important to discuss, by all means do say what I had told him.....a toast to a good feast day, I..did not take a drink of the ale I thought I ...it was odd I thought something like..a fire maybe but no smoke, it..it came..soon though"

Gorvenalus frowns "Coughing...the elders..the drinks wee poisoned and in my shock I dropped my mug, Quade just had this..smile and said he had friends, suddenly the room was full of his horde..so many died and then smoke and panic..I later learned his horde had set fire to the upper rooms of Wilowbark..the master healer and 5 others were killed before this..so many died that day..me and Minsc was taken captive and forced to watch it..burn"He fails to hold back any tears.

DoraRose sets the tray to one side, then slips to the floor and goes to take the beaver's paw, the way her daughter would. She looks into the Recorder's face, her eyes full of compassion. And just listens.

Gorvenalus sniffs, he lets her take his paw, "He took us..away and the snow came....it wasn't till seasons later I learned 15, out of almost 700 beasts survived..including my grandson Chip...Quade also took out half of a seal and sea lion camp, but they fought back and he ran off with me and Minsc..took out complete a couple small villages and then came to your abbey...it was when he tossed an unconscious Benar into my cell that I knew something had to be done..I managed to escape barely and warned your abbey I am glad you listened as I would not of wanted the same fate here or ever "

DoraRose nods and digs a nice clean handkerchief out of her pocket. She hands it to the beaver. "You were very brave, and you saved my daughter, as well as who knows how many lives. Everybeast is in debt to you, even if they don't realize it."

DoraRose is kneeling on the floor beside the beaver's chair, dressed in her black leggings, boots, and tunic. Her weapons are put away for now, but she will go back out on the walls with them soon. She is holding the beaver's paw, looking up into his face with a look of compassion adorning her own.

Kibou walks in slowly and stops "Am I..inturping I can go elsewhere"

Gorvenalus nods, he glaces over and speaks "You are not friend, we are just chatting and chating helps sometimes when thinking of past events"

The Warrior mouse turns to the mole and smiles. Standing, she sits back down in her chair and waves him over to join them, picking up the tray that the dishes from her meal are on and shoving the whole thing under her chair, out of the way. "Come, join us. I don't believe we've officially met. I'm DoraRose Strongheart, Gatekeeper of Redwall."

Kibou says, "Kibou....traveling healer....yes I must seem odd, but it is ok as all are different, I was just raised by voles..not moles"He chuckles a little "And even though I have digging claws don't expect me to..well dig, one never knows what is underground and its dark""

Gorvenalus smiles "Making friends is always nice, friends are important and maybe you can stay here at the abbey, I am sure some will stay after this horde leaves and they will leave I have faith they will and hopefully soon"

DoraRose raises an eyebrow, but says nothing about the mole's aversion to digging. "Well, that's okay. Welcome to Redwall. Everybeast who is good of heart and who comes in peace is welcome here." She settles deeper in her chair. "Healers are always welcome. My grandmother, Angela, is in charge of the Infirmary at this point in time. You can talk to her, but I highly doubt she'd turn you away. She's stern, though, so keep that in mind."

Kibou nods and frowns "I...was on your walltop when...."He shakes his head "The vermin outside they...they want in badly and seem to want to slay us all"

Gorvenalus says, "Lets not think on the horde, there is so many other things to think on in life than the bad....we are all alive, we all have friends, the sun though the stained glass is beautiful, is it not?""

DoraRose sighs slightly, but goes along with the beaver's wishes. "Aye, and Rafael isn't in pain or anything.....once the danger is gone, I am SO going out into the woodlands to enjoy the last of the Autumn leaves. Hopefully by then Marek will have brought my daughter back from their trip, and we can go out and help gather herbs for the Abbey, and maybe for Ferravale."

Kibou says, "Some herbs are needed and maybe more so after this...yes leaves many colors to see and pretty. Also we can gather what ever harvest is still able to be gotten and stored""

Gorvenalus smiles "I do like the leaves this time of the year...maybe make a pile of leaves to jump into...what an old beast can still have fun"

DoraRose chuckles slightly. "Aye....y'know, we didn't have many trees where I grew up. I don't remember ever jumping in a pile of leaves....." she drifts off in thought, looking at the floor.

Kibou says, "Jumping in leaves is interesting..maybe do the leaf jumping sounds interesting"

Gorvenalus chuckles and smiles"Yes, any age...almost any age can jump in the leaves..maybe we can get Angela to do it too"

DoraRose snaps out her reverie with a shake of her head. "Aye....maybe when this is all over, we can do that." She stands and retrieves the tray from under her chair. "I need to get back up to the walltops. I hope you 2 have....well, as pleasant of an evening as possible. It was good to meet you. See ya later." She walks to the kitchen, then out to the walls. Back on duty, trying to guard against the fear and the enemy. She won't let them win.

Kibou says, "I wonder why beasts find it so interesting  to jump into piles of leaves, I never liked it and tried i couple times.""

Gorvenalus shrugs "I am unsure, was mainly willow tress , so the name Willowbark abbey near my old home so I never got a chance to do it...there was something called cliff diving ...into water, that was fun"

Kibou says, "Why purposely jump off a cliff into water for, sounds..dangerous"

Gorvenalus says, "It was fun and it was not very high and the water was there, now if one couldn't swim yes it would be dangerous then"

The beaver excuses himself as he did promise to help Angela have some time off from infirm duties.

******I went ahead and posted this now so didn't forget as I am busy today and most of tomorrow...but this also happens before the final fight so! ******

******ICLY this happens after Ciocan and his hares, Minsc,Flea,The Guoism with Log-a-log, and who ever else head to Redwall. The LP camp is just North of the River Moss,by that bridge area I guess...anyways it will take like anywhere from like 1/4-1/2 of a day to get to Redwall..probally closer to 1/4 a day as those hares can march fast, also anyone in the group going to abbey HAS NO CLUE WHAT HAPPENS IN THIS LOG! THEY WILL FIND OUT AFTER THE FINAL FIGHT.******

*****OK THIS ICLY HAPPENS GUESS LATE WEDESDAY AS THINKING THE FINAL FIGHT IS LIKE MID-MORNING ON THURSDAY ICLY *******

Who:

Zolomon- Private/Runner in the Long Patrol and Archer

Tarsa- Sargaent/ Drill Sargent/Fighter in the Long Patrol

Ewan- Private/Fighter in the Long Patrol

Kenya- Novice of Redwall Abbey

Rayen-Master Healer of Willowbark Abbey

Chip-Hamster and member of Willowbark Abbey(Spoofed by Minsc)

James-Private and Fighter in The Lonbg Patrol(Spoofed by Kenya)

Ferro-Blacksmith of Ferravale

Markalaway- Undertaker of Ferravale

Spoofs of Long Patrol Hares, Some Vermins in an Assssin group, A couple Willowbark beasts....

Log:

Tarsa was tired as she walked along but focused, she was ready or  hoped that she was.

Zolomon walked along side her, quiet and focused as well, but his mind not totally clear, one thing he decided he worry on later..well maybe, another he decided to tend to now as he slowed to talk to Tarsa.."Umm...Sergeant.thar was..something needed to tell you before we..ya know battle and everything."

Tarsa looked at Zolomon and back to the path "Unless its battle related it can wait till later when we are resting and recovering, alright"She looked around and frowned, she had not liked the idea of being in the back of the patrol that left, "And shouldn't you be more..up front of in the middle or something..."

Zolomon frowns "I..don't think any certain..place in line was stated, its just ..I need to..clear my mind a little before fighting as you said that's important right?"

Unseen by most of the hares was a group of figures, but they were not heading towards the hares, more like headed away and as that would be good in most eyes some may wonder..why?.

Tarsa sighs "Then clear your mind Private its fairly easy....excuse me already...."She goes to get more towards the front, seems she is not in the talking mood, then why be this was serious tine, this was...well it was war not chit chat time.

Zolomon blinks and frowned,"Its just ..Tarsa I.."He takes a deep breath "I lo----"He blinks.....and she walked away as he could easily catch up to her he decides it can wait, sides seriousness time as he sighed and blinks as he catches movement,he stops a Private who glares "Tell Sergeant Tarsa had to check on something at camp..I'll catch up"The Private grumbles and just nods"Best be important or..." .."Yeah yeah extra sit-ups"He pats the fellow hare on the shoulder and just walked back the 1/4 mile to camp, he wasn't sure why just..something was off and he could of sworn he seen something, someone..ones..moving back towards camp? Why?

Ewan sat on a log and looked..bored, he looked around "So..wot do we do...wait till they are back?"

Kenya frowns"Yeah..they will come back right?I mean they will beat up the vermin and..and then we celebrate with...pie maybe?"

Tarsa meanwhile got the message and sighed "What ever"She tells the private and walked a little faster, knowing that hare he forgot his lucky arrow or something.

If only it was that simple, not that the hares know what is about to happen....what most went to help at the abbey, some stayed at camp to wait for messages, 5 healers got ready what ever was needed, a couple even was..arm wrestling...ok that looked fun, basically wait for messages, and a few were guards for the camp just in case...4 guards on one side, 4 on the other...always alert and ready to defend the camp...if it wasn't for the hidden enemy archers in the trees that waited for the right moment, when all were discussing plans, a foolish 15 minutes sealed time to get hidden. A trained call , like a woodpidgion, it was just a wood pidgion or sounded like it..one calls another, then.......

Ewan smiles "I like cake...maybe the abbey has cake, you think?"

Kenya shrugs as she laid back and looked at the clouds and frowned a little.

The arrows hit two of the guards rather quickly and before the others could react too quickly the arrows were launched a 2nd time, they were trained in what they did and the 4 guards on this side were....dead before they even hit the ground, more wood pidgion sounds and all would soon not be so quiet, even if it was a mere group of like 20  beasts, they were still skilled..led by a fox, a few other foxes, 4 couple monitors , a couple ferrets and a lone weasel. The fox spoke quietly" 3..2....1...."

Zolomon frowned as he walked back and his ears drooped, why was he feeling so...uneasy..well he did want to tell Tarsa something and now he was forced to wait, he stopped "No..I am telling her now"He was the fastest runner there was...then he thought he saw the guards..on the ground?He slipped out his saber and went forwards and frowned..guards..dead...this is not good, and its way to quiet as he now looks to the tree tops and gets that edgy feeling even more so.

Kenya grins "They have cake, and pie and..what ever..well almost what ever you want."She chuckles a little.

Ewan nods "I still like ...cake...."He frowns, ok birds we making noise and now they are not as he looks around,"Stand up.."He says quietly, but the way he says it might make one...worry, course few pay attention to this hare he is..strange lately and too jumpy over little things.

Suddenly there was noise alright but not what one may think....no warning, then the warning system was taken out, course there is the 4 guards on the other side of camp but they are there and not here when..CHAOS ...pure and simple..happens. The fox and his 19 sidekicks enter the camp and right ..2 others are close by, but have noticed the lone hare. They are armed with cutlasses and throwing daggers, a couple have cross bolts..and all attack just suddenly! Some hares fail to react in time, others do and start to fight. One seems in shock and..well monitors are scary and it costs him his life. Another monitor grabs a hare and kills it qucikly. One monitor is killed, but there is like 3 more still....some hares didn't have time to react to the sudden invasion of camp!

A hamster, Chip is here along with a warrior squirrel and a vole as well. They join in on the fight almost right away, sadly the vole is killed by one of the monitors as a frown forms on Chip" We can handle this!"And his father Minsc was...well off with the hares heading to the abbey it would seem. Not that they had a clue what was going on now anyways.

Kenya screams and panics as she looks ready to run, the camp was supposed to be safe..wasn't it? Stay in camp and be safe..this was far from safe.

Ewan quickly acts and backs off "I..oh...this..."He starts to breath in and out and whimpers, ok blood and fighting...he wanted to avoid this, why is it here, why oh why is it here. He looks at the otter and gulps.."We..run....I.."He gasped as a arrow grazes his arm, ok his own blood is going down his arm, but he can't faint he has to..run..and panic. But also help..help how?

The two in the tree one drops down, the other fires an arrow at Zolomon, also by now the 4 guards on the other side enters the camp.

Zolomon slices at the one that drops down first, the weasel archer dies, sadly the other one arrow sinks into Zolomon's upper left arm as he yelps out in pain but he isn't gonna back off, he is gonna ..first move and then help the camp .

Chip is backed into a tree but manages to stab the fox in front of him as he jumps and rolls out of the way of the cross bolt just barely, it misses his chest and hits his foot paw.

Ewan somehow manages to avoid a monitor from grabbing him when another hare shoves him out of the way "Just run Ewan..go...tell the others!"

A monitor looks at the otter and hisses...”Snack...pack!”

Kenya looks near panic and bolts, she starts to struggle when she feels someone grab her till a voice calms her "Tis ok lass..Private James at ya service..hold on!" There is always time to run and times to stay, this was a time to run.

Most likely the best course of action there was as the leader beheads one of the hares and stabs another, some hares have managed to kill 5  more of the vermin, leaving 15 now...make that 14, but  two monitors are still there"No one leaves breathing...follow the hare leaving with the novice!" He missed Ewan...wait no take that back he didn't, a nod and an archer fires a bolt at the hare..

Zolomon gasps as he sees the sight before him, a quick scan..there was a good 40 hares here, a lot yes but more so on the way to the abbey, he backs up and doubles toward the other side of the camp trying to go around, got to be someone to get out of here and take..he isn't sure but there is Ferravale and he is a fast runner, but help is needed now.

Ewan panics as he panics and runs, the bolt does hit his back and the only thing saving him is the fact the chain mail is under the bark lather and..the bolt somehow managed to get sort of tangled, from a distance it looks like a sure fire dead hare, he isn't dead but it will leave a rather nasty bad scratch down his back some and serious bruising but he will live, the force still knocks him down, he tumbles and he rolls..halfway down into the ditch and shakily crawls out and whimpers, holding his breath when a couple of the vermin pass him and decide he is dead, then the mud and leaves sort of help and the fact they don't take a closer look at weather the bolt did damage to like...the hare. He waits till they pass and crawls a short way to a fallen hollow log and crawls inside shivering and muttering to himself, it will be a couple hours till he calms down enough to venture out, it will be clear then but likely he is gonna be thought dead...till he well...shows he isn't

The vermin get knocked down to 9 out of 20, but all the hares...40 and then 4 others are all dead, there is two, in there view point, that isn't dead..Zolomon and one Private James, who has some novice..well they are next on the list"After them...no witnesses...all get a ticket to the dark forest" As he says this he slits the throat of a hare maid, a guard it would seem and drops her dead body to the forest floor.

Chip managed to fight the vermin but the squirrel  fighting beside him is killed, he screams and stabs the monitor wounding it more, the monitor then slams the poor hamster into a tree, and unconscious.

Kenya frowns as she is carried by Private James and then screams again as those vermin from camp..found them and fire arrows into the hare's back causing him to stumble and slow, he pants and tumbles down a small little sloped sort of hillside, Kenya whimpers and looks like she wants to just run, heck she knows the way to Ferravale or the abbey from here.

Zolomon didn't need to be long to see the chaos, something he is not long forgetting and speeds up in time to see" Private J!" He gets to the hare and checks on him and looks at Kenya "Lass?"

Kenya has tears down her face and slips from the other hare's grip and rushes into Zolomons's arms as James looks at Zolomon "R..Run..tell..tell my sister..Jac....love her..she a healer...at mountain...."And his eyes close in death. The otter clings onto the other hare and shivers .

A voice chuckles "How sad.....the mighty Long Patrol..not so mighty, they leave the camp so easily...defeated and the others march off to save the abbey...I must admit they did fight well at camp..what 20 counting me..down to a mere...9 now..pity"He singles the cross bolt beast and the archer with him"Kill them.."Simple command, fairly simple and the fox sounds bored.

Zolomon frowns and scoops up Kenya and just bolts with all he has, the arrow and bolt slice into his left ear and he grits his teeth in pain but keeps running he is gonna keep running,he can out run them, he has to.

Kenya just grips onto the hare as he runs, her eyes widen as she looks at his ear and frowns, shivering and afraid she just frowns.

The fox growls and looks to the 8 with him "Go report to Ormaz he has less to worry on....but you"An archer nods "Stay and hid and pick off any returning long ears."He salutes and is gone, he smirks at a monitor "Follow me lets go...after them"

The fox catches up and fires another bolt at the hare.

Zolomon pants and frowns "Its..ok..lass...I..got ya.." He tenses up as the bolt hits the same..darn..ear, he needs that ear as he tenses in pain and a wave of dizziness threatens him, he almost trips and slows, he may be fast but he can only go so fast as he looks around quickly and sits the otter down ...."Just...stay...rest"He is worn out, bad.....he draws his saber and glares at the monitor and fox.

Kenya whimpers as she is sat down and then backs up to a tree when she sees the fox and monitor and shivers.

Ferro is out as well, he slows when he hears voices and sees the fox and ..great another monitor he hated his own kind..wait was that..Zolomon?His eyes narrow as he slips closer.

The fox smirks as he walks over, how...nice, kill him Deadfang" The monitor grins and hisses and attacks the hare, clawing, snapping....

Zolomon blocks a couple times, he even gets a couple slices in and a stab, narrowing avoiding a slice himself, but the teeth get the ear, oh how much damage can an ear  take!He kicks out at the monitor and rolls away, stabs backwards just as a claw slices into his side and he shivers and drops the saber.

The fox frowns...the monitor looks in shock as the saber stabbed it in the heart just as it racked its claws across the hare's side...not nearly as powerful as it could of, or as deep..the monitor is dead as the fox growls and walks over "You killed my pet....no matter"He glaces at Kenya and smiles coldly"Your next and please do run..I love a good chase before death comes, but first.."He goes to draw back his long sword, his aim finish off the hare.

Ferro steps forwards and grabs the arm before the fox swings and hisses low, if the fox turns around he will see one peeved off monitor in his vision.

Kenya whimpers, too afraid to run and whimpers and then sees Ferro..she has seen him before but he is still..scary to her.

Zolomon looks at the fox..the monitor as he forces himself to stay awake..."Might...want jolly well turn around..ya scumfur"

The fox growls and then just laughs "Friend of yours...well they can.."He turns around and..a look of fear..did he just wet himself as he stares at the monitor that's really not his pal....words are loss.

Ferro hisses and snaps the fox's neck..well it died as he looks at Zolomon and Kenya, yeah try to look friendly after that "I..won't harm you..isssssssss friend....   I am Ferro, my adopted daughter isssssssssss Krisha" He studies Zolomon "Zolomon?" And looks at Kenya "Your a novice of Redwall...yesssssssssssss?"

Kenya whimpers but shivering steps over to the lizard "K..Novice Kenya..."She looks at Zolomon and tears go down her face, "No..don't die no...not like the others...not like the others no..."She shivers and coughs a couple times and hugs her knees to her chest.

Zolomon is gonna pass out "Hey...tharrrrr.......tell Sinway...keep her..s...s..safe.."And he passes out, yeah a healer be good and NOW!

Ferro snorts and picks up the hare carefully in his arms and looks at Kenya, will she trust him? "Onto my back..child...we need a healer..fassssssssst"

Kenya sniffs "Is he..dead?" She does get onto the monitor's back and sniffs, shivering..scared...."I..I want my daddy....want daddy..."

Zolomon is..passed out, his left ear is basically unsaveable with two cross bolts, a couple arrows...torn by teeth and claws of the other monitor....a couple claw marks on his shoulder...other wound a slice to the side and oh yeah an arrow in his upper left arm, what fun.

Ferro frowns "I sssssssssshall get ussssssss to a healer....we leave now." Sorry any finding of this Sinway..daddy?..will have to wait till later so looks like the otter's father will just know she is missing for now as the monitor leaves the area before they are seen, he manages to be seen by no one and slips down a path and to a place no one in their right mind is gonna go to search for two woodlanders, let alone look for some monitor.

Kenya just  shivers and hangs on tightly as they travel to...where ever they are going, it can't be worse than where they have been.

It may be as its through the back way of the..Ferravale Graveyard! And to the hut, the monitor carefully knocks and steps back.

The door opens and...Markalaway..the rat, the creepy one eyed rat from your nightmare,he looks at the monitor, the hare, and the otter and in a raspy voice “Enter my home “He lets them enter and shuts the door as he looks at them.

Kenya whimpers a little and then sniffs. She looks at Zolomon and the rat..she hides behind the monitor  and peeks around, She then finds her voice”Z..zolomon needs help..is..is he gonna die like..like...”She whimpers and shivers a little.

Zolomon has lost a good deal of blood, his left ear is..well its worthless now and he surely looks like he will enter the dark forest soon.

Markalaway takes one look at him and speaks “I can...sew wounds...but a healer he needs to stay alive and not join the realms of the dead.” He looks at the otter”She has...fear in her eyes..something a child should not have, it is deep...what happen tonight?”

Ferro finally speaks “ I...am not  ssssssssssssure..”He excuses himself as he will go find a healer.

Kenya sobs, “They..they all....d....d..died....40 hares, and ..a couple w..willowbark beasts, and and they were..were gonna kill me and Zolomon too but Ferro stopped them.....”She lays down on the old couch and cries herself to sleep.

Markalaway listens and narrows his eyes “This horde  has cause an imbalance of life and death.”

==Couple Hours Later==

Rayen right away disliked this place, two if she hadn't stay on the boat she likely be one of the dead beasts...well maybe. She  looked around the camp..eyes wide...”What the...seasons?”

A couple ferrets chuckle “ Dead hares...even a couple others who came, fools” “ Yeah dead fools.”

Rayen looked calmly at the two ferret, “I don't think any fools are dead..” A quick slice of her blade left, then right and she looks at the headless ferrets  “Oh...never mind...the fools are dead now, my mistake gentlemen” She looks around for survivors and finds..none, her ears flatten.

Out of 20 vermin that ambused the camp the only ones left alive were one monitor, one weasel and a couple foxes..4 and they sliped back towards the abbey.

Chip is not a hare, but he also isn't dead, he is barely alive and gives a weak groan.

Rayen spins around and quickly checks on the hamster “Chip...I got you..lets leave here” She heads towards Ferravale, its closer and likely a lot more clear of any chaos as she knows the abbey will be, that's where the horde was mostly, seems though some was here.

Ferro is along the path, seeing the vixen he walks over “Your needed healer..”

Rayen looks at the monitor “Figured...lead the way...”

The group gets to where the one eyed rat is, he waits for them “The otter child is asleep..rest she needs, the hare needs..aid”He sees the hamster”Another...near death?”

Rayen frowns “The Long patrol camp is wiped out...45 hares...dead, 2 dead squirrels, and a dead vole.”She lays Chip down and works on him as she looks over at Zolomon and sighs, good thing she has her healer's pouch full. “The hamster Chip is barely alive...” She does a quick cheek on Zolomon and frowns “Least he isn't as close to death as Chip..ok gentlemen weather you like it or not your my helpers tonight.....the hare's ear, needs off....need to resew his side...ok Chip has a broken leg, broke wrist....lost an eye most likely,  bad gash on the leg..arm....yeah....lets get to work this is gonna be a long night...if beasts are looking for them, too bad..they will just have to wait.”She looks over at Kenya and sighs “She is likely to sleep all night...sadly news about her will have to wait as well....ok time to save Zolomon and Chip as I rather not deal with any more dead beasts.” And she is serious, she is a skilled healer and with the help of Ferro and Markalaway she will keep the hare and hamster alive, and likely pass out a few hours afterwards from exhaustion.

*** A short log yes but important. Also please no somehow finding out what happen, the only ones who know what happen in this log Is Tanya and Sunberry and..well...only they could tell beasts, no one witnesses this or hears anything, but those two hares...thank you***

Who:

Private Tanya Sue Labean Jones-Fightr in the LP(Spoofed by Tarsa)

Private Sunberry Leo Cools Jones-Fighter in the LP(Spoofed by Zolomon)

Deathpaw- An evil assasssin(Spoofed by Xander)

Some various spoofed bad guys

Log:

This place was neat, so why not go off and explore a little,sides wasn't there some sort of vermin village nearby and maybe they could be heroes and

And report back, tell just how many are there, the Private Sunberry...a healer in fact was also fairly good tracking."So..should we scout around?"

Private Tanya just frowned, "Maybe we should get back to camp,you know the sergeant will make us do like 1000 extra sits ups for skipping out this morning"

What the two hares didn't see was the fox, and a weasel watching them, "Whats this? Are those long patrol hares?" The fox smirked "We should welcome them to Mossflower..get them" He says as the hares are quickly surrounded by 16 varies creatures, rats, foxes, a couple weasels.

Sunberry gasped as he seen the vermin and got out his sling "Back off ya vermin, you don't scare us we are the Long Patrol and your be in trouble if you try and enslave us"

Tanya looked around and got her saber, she was a fighter though and though"See I told you Sunberry, we should of just went back to camp, but Noooooo lets explore and find the horde..be heros...your so annoying I want to bally well punch you now"

The fox smirks "Well good job you found the horde or least...me..."He grins "Deathpaw at ya service...new head Assassin for Lord Ormaz, and these are my friends..camp huh, so there is more?" He studies them "Oh do talk and maybe I wont have him near you"A monitor steps out and hisses "Deadfang" Gee these vermin have such lovely names.

Sunberry looks at the monitor and gulps, he backs up and hides behind Tanya, "Stab it.." He says quietly and peeks around at the vermin.

Tanya blinks and narrows her eyes "Like we would talk to you scum, sides you walk into the camp of the Long Patrol your be the ones crying for your mom and dad, noone evil beast faces the long patrol and lives to tell the tale."

Deathpaw yawns as if bored and then grins a nod and the two hares are attacked by a couple other foxes.

Sunberry is more a healer then a fighter and although he gets a pebble into the eye of a fox, another fox grabs the hare by his long ears!

Tanya slices and sidesteps, she manages to stab one of the foxes and kills it as she turns to the other "Release my friend or face my wrath"

Deathpaw just smirks and nods to the fox to hand him the hare, he lays a blade at his throat"I will release him...providing you tell me where the Long Patrol camp is and their plans...or watch your friend die in front of you..what a thing to report to camp after all, his blood would ever be on your paws."

Sunberry struggles a little and then whimpers "Tanya....p...please....."It would seem they are mates....."I love you.d...don't tell him anything."

Tanya has a look of hate for the fox and then..fear and worry as she is about to watch Sunberry die.."No!..no please..I...its north of the river moss but most are going to Redwall soon..we...we were supposed to be in the group...they are..are gonna "She frowns "Please let my mate go, don't kill him..." Love is a powerful things makes one do things they likely shouldn't sometimes.

Deathpaw seems to think on it, "Well...I see...the only thing is I was told to not let anyone..interrupt Lord Ormaz's plans..so" He smirks pushes the blade into the hare's throat and quickly slides it across and drops the hare, weather alive or not, to the ground.

Sunberry is dead fairly quickly as he hits the ground and his eyes flutter shut.

Tanya drops to her knees and tears go down her face, she then rushes to Sunberry and rocks back and forth as she holds him close.

Deathpaw sighs and snaps his fingers as Deadfang walks over to him, he looks at the hare maid "Any last words bunny?"

The hare maid looks up and sniffs "I hope Lord Ciocan slams his war hammer into your ugly face!"

Deathpaw hmms "Lord Ciocan....I will remember that name"He grins to Deathpaw,"Lunch time...oh and make sure no one finds either of the two hare's bodys....get rid of them." The monitor grin and goes to kill the hare maid.

Tanya glares at the monitor, she faces death bravely and doesn't even tense up in pain as death takes her.

The monitor picks up both of the now dead Long Patrol hares and goes someone deep into the woods with them...the bodys will not be found, maybe bones some day but its not like anyone would know they were once hares.

Deathpaw nods to the others "Come...we have some..hares to visit but lets do so quietly...no need to rush after all"

The assassin plans will go well, a weasel will remain unseen and learn just where that camp is and how many guards and where, he reports back "They are heading off...that badger and a few other beasts and a lot of hares but some are still at the camp, and a few odd woodlanders, they seem relaxed.." The fox Deathpaw nods "Well then, lets offer our...."He smirks "Company then and make...friends. But remember this is a surprise visit" An evil chuckle is given off, “Ohh yes this will be....” He smiles coldly “Fun.”

*Right after this one, so happen ICLY SAME DAY JUST HAD PART 2 TODAY ****

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Matilda paces on the walls and watches, the abbot is now safe in the gatehouse as she looks at the horde below and grips the blade she carries.

Anatole is up here helping as well, he has a sling and keeps an eye on the vermin below"What do we do now, its like they are..waiting for something to happen"

Safely hidden among the ranks of the horde, Ormaz consults with several of his physically strongest, if not smartest, warriors. "It is time," He hisses quietly, "To bring the hammer." One of the beasts, a rather dull-looking fox, shrugs. "Boss, we can't beat em with one hammer. The walls is too big." Ormaz lashes out suddenly, his sharp claws gouging into the fox's muzzle. The fox lets out a high-pitched shriek and stumbles back. "The ram, you idiot! The ram. That's what you lot are bringing up," Ormaz snarls. "You will be covered by archers on your approach to the wall. You will use the ram and break down the door. Do not mess this up, or you will pay dearly." With that "encouragement," the ram carrying team sets about readying a massive ram that had been hidden behind the ranks of the horde and covered with tarps.

Mergleton scans the area and notices the approaching number of horde beasts approaching with a battering ram. "This is a mite concerning, gentlemen. Perhaps it would be helpful if I were to obtain a device I made specifically for this occasion" He attempts to depart but is stopped by the puddles of mud left on the steps by many who have trudged forward and instead decides to yell down at a fox, badger and three otters who were having a picnic nearby. "Excuse me, gentlemen. Would you be so kind as to retrieve the large wooden crossbow from my caravan? I will of course pay you handsomely for your services and you would be saving your home from certain destruction. This is a win-win for you, yes?" He shoos the group off with a dismissive paw. "Well go on, come back as soon as you can. The fate of Mossflower in your hands so we appear to be in a bit of a rush, I would aid you but I would appear to be stuck here at the current moment"

DoraRose comes barreling out of the Gatehouse, buckling on her sword(less)belt and somehow managing to cling to her ax at the same time. Dashing up the steps, she runs through every puddle, not noticing or caring as her boots splash mud at Mergleton as she runs by him. Coming to a stop beside the Champion, she says rather breathlessly, "Sorry I took so long. Benar almost got killed?" She peers through the rain at the maneuver the evil horde at her home's front gates is doing, scowling. Does she seriously need glasses? Everything is terrible.

Matilda frowns her concern is where the horde is and she nods"Just make sure he stays in the gate house, if he comes out make him go back inside, tie him to a chair if you have to, he stays inside the gatehouse for now."

Anatole frowns as he keeps the sling and pebbles at his side and just keeps an eye on things best he can.

Jora is nearby, watching the horde beasts and frowns. Her wing is a little better and she is only flying a very, very short distance right now.

The ram trundles forwards, tail-length by tail-length. As Ormaz told its crew, archers are now forming up in its wake, a hail of arrows quickly being loosed in sequence towards the walls in an attempt to keep the defenders' heads down. Emyuil Half-Rat arrives on the ramparts just in time to nearly get a new notch in his ear from an arrow as it whizzes past. He curses quietly and moves over to DoraRose, gazing down at the advancing ram as if his murderous glare will be enough to stop it in its tracks.

Mergleton winces as he is splashed by mud upon DoraRose's arrival, as he wrings mud out of his robes he ducks an arrow fired in his direction and turns towards her. "My apologies miss for being in your way, though I do suggest you move when the crossbow arrives". His annoyance can be clearly seen, but he chooses not to take it out on the mouse maid, instead firing his own personal crossbow towards the vermin that dared to strike him, ending the lizard's life with a single shot. "It may take up a considerable portion of the wall"

The Gatekeeper eyes the fox oddly. "Um, okay, I'll make sure to do that." She ducks and goes to pull her brother and the Champion down below the battlements with her. "Aye, if he so much as sticks a whisker out the door, I'll go down and tie him to a chair. He'll be fine tied up for a while." She may or may not be fully serious. It's hard to tell. Nodding to the fox, she adds, "I'm DoraRose Strongheart, by the way. Gatekeeper. How big is your crossbow, exactly, and how did you get it in here?" Might as well mention her name now since one or the both of them might be dead later. She leans her ax against the wall of the battlements where she can easily reach it, unwinds her sling, loads it, whirls it, then pops up and fires, quickly ducking back down again. A scream can be heard from below as her well-aimed stone socks a rat in the eyeball. Unfortunately, he wasn't one of the ones carrying the battering ram. But he is one of the archers, so there's that.

Matilda listens but her focus is the horde below, if some need to move , well she hopes they move then.

Jora looks below and then makes a quick dart to the wall tops, an arrow barely misses her as she gulps "Oh dead, oh dear.." She looks below and back and forth "So many many of them, yes yes"

More arrows continue to rain down from beyond the ramparts, and the ram continues its steady advance. Ormaz, perhaps foolishly, has moved up slightly into the middle of the horde rather than at the back where the ram started. He's almost utterly assured of his victory, and he wants to have a good view when that gate breaks...

Just as it feels that Ormaz's victory is assured, the loud sound of wheels on grass can be heard as Mergleton's hired crew can be seen by those on the wall and nearby pushing Mergleton's Giant Crossbow across the abbey grounds, and it is indeed massive in size, so much so that even the badger seems to have a bit of trouble pushing it, nevertheless the device reaches the abbey wall and the crew manage to just barely lift it up the stairs on to the ramparts, from which it can now clearly be seen and begin loading what appears to be a large metal rod designed to fit inside the confines of the bow. "Ladies and Gentlemen, allow me to introduce to you my Siege Buster Mark III...patent pending" As the beasts load the bow he smiles down at the vermin forces who are now noticeably afraid at the largest weapon they have ever seen in their lives. "This device is capable of firing large projectiles capable of stopping any battering ram in it's tracks, this'll stop that scoundrel's siege posthaste. Though I admit it takes a few moments to fire". Indeed it does take a few moments as the crew finish loading the "bolt" and aim it towards the battering ram on Mergleton's orders. The bolt sails through the air with a nearly deafening twang that is sure to disturb all around it and then slams into the ram with a bone chilling crunch sound leaving sizable chunks of battering ram strewn about as the once mighty siege weapon is effectively torn in half. "One of these and I'm afraid our foe shall have to return another day if he wishes to conquer your fair abbey. I do say I am quite proud of my little invention"

DoraRose looks at the ginormous crossbow.....and just stares. "Holy...." She certainly gets out of its way when it gets up here, and as it gets loaded, she peers over the ramparts, a wicked grin replacing her shock as she realizes what happens. And when it does happen....well, it puts her back into awe for a few minutes, but then's up on her feet, ax in one paw as the other points at the points at her enemy. "OH! Ohhohoho!! You just got BURNED! You couldn't take over an antill! You ain't got anythin' on us!"

Matilda blinks at the..whoa that's big as she moves a little as does a couple other guards"Well..that's..interesting." Ok slight shock and then she is over it and keeping an eye on things going on, or doing her best to.

Anatole blinks "That thing ....could do a lot of damage"

Jora stays where she is, its safer where she is from both ends of the fighting and she glaces at the bell tower, maybe she could fly that direction, maybe.

Emyuil laughs with his sister, raising his black sword with a mocking grin. "Did you really think we'd let you get that far? Did you?!" Ormaz, for his part, seethes with rage and disbelief as he watches his plan quite literally blow up in his face. His archers do their best to pick off the crew of the ballista, but it's useless.

Mergleton loads another bolt himself as he helps the crew by creating more targets and lowering Ormaz's chances of picking off the entire crew as a result. Though he puts himself in more danger, the fox remains calm as he can't help but grin menacingly at Ormaz down below. "I do believe that you are quite finished, Mr. Redthorn. Though if you need another demonstration I shall be glad to provide one". As another bolt fires it destroys what is left of the ram leaving it nothing but mutilated bits of wood pulp on the ground before slamming deep into the earth with a thud. "I do believe this is the part where you retreat and plan your next vain attempt at conquering the walls, though I suspect you won't have much luck the next time either. When next we meet I shall look forward to taking part in ending your existence once and for all, good day"

DoraRose laughs maniacally as she loads a stone into her sling and starts picking out creatures in a straight(ish) line from the front rank towards the stoat leader. She may not be able so fire stones that far, but she's not above scaring him even more. "Hey, Ormaz, we're gonna have cookies to celebrate this victory! Would you like some? I can make some /special/ ones JUST FOR YOU!!" She eyes the ballista a little as she loads her sling again. She kind of wants one now..... She fires, this rock aimed towards the stoat himself Although he may be too far away now.

Matilda takes a deep breath and watches the horde for their reaction, she grips her blade tightly.

Ormaz knows when to admit defeat, but he is not happy about it. "So be it, fox. But this is not over yet. I will end of all of you...THIS PLACE WILL FEEL THE WRATH OF ORMAZ WHEN I BURN IT TO THE GROUND!". As he orders the retreat, a few vermin are picked off by DoraRose's sling, but Ormaz himself manages to escape unscathed. Though Mossflower has won today, the war is far from over.

Who:

Matilda- Abbey Champion

Tassel-Fighter in Mossflower Defenders

Anatole- Fighter in Mossflower Defenders

Kibou- Healer, and part time fighter in Mossflower Defenders

Rafael- Brother on Order (Dies in this Log he was a main healer)

Vasious horde beast and a monitor spoofed

Log:

Matilda was busy on the wall tops and pacing as she watched below the horde beast and narrowed her eyes.

Anatole makes his way over and frowns "They are..still here arnt they, then duhh its not like they will leave, and this is annoying him to no end as he looks down at the horde"LEAVE ALREADY!" like that will work.

Matilda frowns"Don't draw attention to them"

One of the horde beasts, a monitor walks up and smirks "Why do you Redwalls keep trying, Ormaz and us is not going away...only so long till beasts go insane you know, and I am bored..and Ormaz said ..to cause some trouble" He grins as some archers fire up at the wall.

Anatole frowns and barely ducks an arrow, lucky most miss the others but a guard is hit in the arm and has to be led down the nearest steps "Umm..well them being bored is bad I think"

Kibou is here helping with his sling, he fires off one and hits a weasel and smirks "Shows ya..go way and not come back"They seem confused that a mole is speaking common that another pebble hits the same weasel and it falls over lifeless.

Matilda narrows her eyes as the archers get ready to fire again and orders a few guards to fire arrows back as she paces and looks to make sure no one is on the grounds right now.

Rafael out of the infirmary but only to tend to any wounded, he frowns as he checks on the guard hit with the arrow "Looks like your be fine...not deep." The guard nods.

Anatole frowns and stays close to the Champion, "We can only do so much from the wall"

Kibou says, "We can hit them back with arrows or sling stones...or drop very hot mush on them!There is some old mush in the kitchens that was ruined with much too much salt.""

Matilda frowns as she looks at the mole, "Drop?.."She frowns as one gets up with a rope hook, she quickly slices at the rope and the vermin falls with a scream back to the ground "They are getting a lot more brave in trying to get inside"She sighs "What is next?"

Rafael says, "I think they should leave, vermin are becoming ...very annoying""

The horde beasts back off slightly as they seem to try and figure out how to get inside or least avoid any unneeded issues.

Kibou grins and leaves just long enough to have a couple otters help him..share...some old hot mush, yep that makes a few more back off and 3-4 are covered in very hot mush and panicking.

Tassel comes up to help, she is tried of being inside and has left her daughter in the acting badger mother.

Anatole frowns "Tassel, you should not be up here love, this is serious"

Matilda frowns as she turns her back a brief second "Anatole is right Tassel and your have had a dibbun not too long ago, you should go back down the ..."A gasp as an arrow gets her on the lower arm, lucky not deep and its her right arm not her sword arm which is her left, she snorts and right away a couple guards go close to her, another couple fire at the vermin hitting a couple rats but not the mystery shooter of the arrow "I'm..fine..its not deep"

Rafael frowns and is right away at the champions side "Maybe we should still go inside."He glaces at the horde and back to her.

Tassel frowns "I am.."She gasps and then looks down at the vermin.

Anatole frowns, he is then relieved the hedgehog is ok as he frowns "The horde is starting to get more active"

Kibou says, "We can always make more mush, or have the sparrows attack"He frowns as he ads quietly"So..where is the help that's coming, its close...right?""

The monitor hisses as as arrow gets his tail and shoulder, he nods to the archer nearby "Shoot her again!!" The archer nods and aims..then fires his deadly arrow.

Matilda frowns "Fine...but...no I should stay I am fine"

Rafael frowns "Ok..slow then.."He sighs "NO..I say you go down its an Order ..."His words are cut short as the arrow misses the champion and hits him, he tries to say something and then slumps over, the arrow in his chest! The healer is dead almost instantly.

Tassel asks, "Brother Rafael?!"

Anatole frowns, ok this is bad, very bad.

Kibou frowns and right away goes to look for a pulse and draws his paw back " He's...dead...."

Matilda right away is carrying the squirrel down the steps and laying him on the ground, the arrow in her arm she yanks out...not much blood but she will need a bandage as she frowns at the squirrel "No..no..."

The lizard smirks "Ok ..back off and give the beasts a couple days rest...and lets report to Ormaz, it may not be the champion buts its one of those stupid order beasts and I think a leader of sorts...lets goooo.."

Kibou frowns, "Not good..not good at all"

Tassel says, "We....we need to tell Benar"

Anatole frowns as he makes sure Tassel stays safe "I know.. come on dear lets get inside"

Matilda frowns and gets the dead healer inside and goes to report to the abbot what just happen.