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Hey, thanks for all the feedback!
So I'll be online for a few hours tonight (at 7PM est) to RP out both a meeting I had planned as well as reactions to the otters and what happened to Elbio, and there will not be anything this Wednesday.
So the Schedule (not set in stone) will hopefully look something like this:
Monday, Nov 15th at 7PM EST- a meeting with someone beneath the harbor docks
Thursday, Nov 18th at 3PM EST- maybe a big plot RP depending on who can make it?
Saturday, Nov 20th at 3PM EST- small RP
Monday, Nov 22nd at 3PM or 7PM EST- Potential Small RP
Tuesday, Nov 23th at 3PM or 7PM EST- Potential Small RP
Wednesday, Nov 24th at 3PM or 7PM EST- Potential Small RP
Saturday, Nov 27th at 3PM EST- Big plot RP (as this is the first date that works for everyone)
Monday, Nov 29th at 6PM or 7PM EST- Potential Small RP
Wednesday, Dec 1st at 6PM or 7PM EST- Potential Small RP
Saturday, Dec 4th- Potential Big Plot RP + End
Donica and Velm, would you two be alright with pushing back your characters wedding for at least a week to the 11th of December?
If not, I can work around it! I just need to know to plan stuff ![]()
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In terms of days in general I usually have to get up at 6am on Mondays and Tuesdays for work. That ends up meaning Sundays, Mondays and Tuesdays are pretty much a write off for me and I can't stay up late. Wednesday-Friday I work slightly later and get up at 8am so they're a tiny bit better. Saturdays are my best days but if anything's going on outside of work it's unfortunately usually on a Saturday. I'll try and get on randomly in the week and hope that it turns out to be a time people are around.
How does this Thursday (the 8th) work for you? I can be online much, much earlier that day - around 12pm my time (7pm GMT, 2pm EST).
I should explain why I'm asking for when people can be on: I'm trying to get at least 1 RP happening during the week in addition to the usual Saturday until the 4th of Dec, which should amount to around 6 RPs total with me, give or take one. As Blisa already said though:
... people can do their own rps in halyard and on the beach that are the characters who went on the mission without Terrence online, which increases the rp count. so it really depends on how many rps people want and are able to do, as well as how the rps work themselves out. -
I really encourage people to find a time to RP without me, as I can't always be online!
Alright, so there are a few RPs to be done before the plot wraps up hopefully by Dec. 4th!
I want to know what days/nights work best in the next couple of weeks for the most amount of people.
The dates/times I had in mind are:
Monday, Nov 15th at 6PM or 7PM EST
Wednesday, Nov 17th at 6PM or 7PM EST
Thursday, Nov 18th at 3PM EST
Saturday, Nov 20th at 3PM EST
Monday, Nov 22nd at 3PM or 7PM EST
Tuesday, Nov 23th at 3PM or 7PM EST
Wednesday, Nov 24th at 3PM or 7PM EST
Saturday, Nov 27th at 3PM EST
Monday, Nov 29th at 6PM or 7PM EST
Wednesday, Dec 1st at 6PM or 7PM EST
PLEASE let me know via this thread what times work best for you! And suggest alternate times if they work better for you!
I'll be online today with Terrence in about an hour (around 1pm MST, 3pm EST, 8pm GMT)! I'm hoping to do an RP inside Halyard with the LP
cool! I'm not sure if the wiki help page mentions this, but italics are made by placing
'around the words you want in italics
so in editing
''it looks like this''then on the finished page:
it looks like this
To get rid of italics, just get rid of '' on both ends of the section
Added Zywie's details!
Here's the Wikipedia Editing Help page: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Help:Editing
This is a good starting point for learning how the RW Muck Wiki works, and is where I started learning how to edit/post on the site. I encourage anyone who wants to help out, make their own pages, or who are simply curious to check it out ![]()
Pvt. Cole, Pvt. Donica, Lt. Elbio, Sgt. Felicity, & Msgt Terrence, hares.
+ John (a squirrel) & an unnamed ferret
It was midday, Terrence guessed as he looked up at the cloudy sky. While most hares in the camp could be found gathered in or around the mess tent for luncheon, the master-sergeant was pacing in the open space nearby. So far things had been surprisingly calm in Halyard with very few incidents - something that Terrence didn't know to be relieved or worried by. Whatever the exact rumors floating around the village were they were hard to pin down regardless of if there was truth or not to them. All in all, it appeared Halyard wasn't in as much dire straights as anyone had thought.
Elbio walks towards Terrence "Sargent, did you get the news of our missing Private?" He had hoped he had been told earlier, a frown but also he lets him know "I am gonna be around a few days to help, before I head off back to Mossflower"
Donica had done what duties she needed done around the camp and had yet to hear of, well any news yet. She only knew some in the camp seemed a bit...stressed and decided to not ask. She knew of some other news but has kept quiet as she had been told to do.
Cole sits eating some of his lunch, slowly and sort of pokes at his plate as if not interested in eating right now and just slides his plate of half eaten food away.
Halting, Terrence pinched the bridge of his snout. "No, lieutenant, I have not hard." Always something, he reflected bitterly. At least he didn't say things were going smoothly before. "Who's missing? Cole?" Except the private was in the tent with the others, eating. "Neve' mind. He's right over there."
Elbio frowns "A couple hares was sent from the mountain, looking for Private Slaw. I had been at the mountain briefly and didn't see him, and he is not here. A runner went back to the mountain about the news...as to where he could be, no clue"
Donica looks over at Cole and walks over"You ok Cole, you seem distracted and your quiet."That's odd in her mind and clearly a red flag."Did something happen?"
Cole sighs, he speaks after a while "Slaw missing... and... worried" He jabs his pasty "He went on some... adventure with a haremaid... but not me... but now he is missing..." Clearly he is worried.
"Slaw?" Terrence glances to the mess tent for a moment. "Wasn't he supposed to remain at the mountain....? No matte'," he shakes his head, turning back to Elbio, "When and where was he last seen?"
Felicity has been around doing her duties, checking on everyone and making sure the camp is running smoothly. So far, so good. She's taken a couple Corporals into Halyard with her a few times to check on her informants, but so far they haven't told her anything useful. Right now she's ready for lunch. On her way to the line, though, she notices Cole definitely NOT eating. "Private Cole," the Sergeant addresses him as she stops. "Are y'feelin' alright? 'Tis no' like y't'not clean y'plate." She missed him telling Donica the news.
Elbio makes a report. "From wot heard ealier, he was with a Private Renee and in or near Halyard and was supposed to report ta the Mountain last night but didn't and when he wasn't found here... well he's clearly missing for one reason or another." He sighs "Sorry to have to bring even more... not so great news onto you."
Donica frowns, she looks at Felicity and stands up straight, a salute "He said his brother was reported missing."
Cole looks up and frowns. He is quiet and this hare will talk forever sometimes and it's hard to get him to shut up, his brother is worse and together they will drive one insane, they even gave the Badger Lord a headache so bad once he made them clean the mess hall and the rec room!
Terrence grunts in response. "It's most likely the missing private is recovering from a hangove' somewhere in town." He shrugs. "I doubt it's anything more serious than that. Still, I suppose we should look fo' him, yes?" The master-sergeant steps toward the mess tent. "Sergeant Rosinbloom! Would you mind gathering up a squad of your hares to help search fo' the missing private?"
Felicity gives a quick salute back to Donica so the other maiden can relax a bit. "Slaw's missin'?" She looks towards Terrence as he calls for her. "Certainly, sah." She turns and starts roaring out orders, and hares scramble to obey. Within short order a half-dozen hares are ready to go, although some of them are still hurrying to wolf down their lunch. Good thing today's food was pasties. The Runner grabs a napkin and fills it with pasties, quickly eating as she looks her squad up and down. "Good, quick turnout. Jolly good show. We're ready t'go when y'are, Sergeant."
Elbio nods "Always wise to do so. And if he is drunk somewhere he will have some serious chores to deal with." He glances over at Felicity and gives a nod. "Should I go as well?"
Donica steps back and waits to see if she is needed as well, she is a healer if he is injured or even drunk she can, sort of help somewhat.
Cole frowns as he stays seated for now, unsure if they want him to tag along or not. He looks around to see if Private Renee is helping, if she is here and Slaw is not... yeah he worries more.
With a nod to the sergeant, Terrence waves a private over. "Konne', please report to the captain that we set out to look fo' the missing private around noon, and we expect to be back by sunset. Understood?"
"Yes sah!"
Glancing sideways at Elbio, the master-sergeant shrugs again. "You are the one who offered to help, lieutenant." Then, clearing his throat, Terrence address the hares Felicity gathered. "Alright then, private Slaw failed to report back to the mountain last night, with the last time anyone saw him was nea' to Halyard. He probably forgot the time o' had one too many drinks last night, but we still need to find him- which we'll be setting out as soon as everyone is armed. Is that understood?"
"Sah, yes, sah!" The hares answer in unison. They all double check that they have everything they need. Felicity glances at the trio of hares near her. "Tha'd be a 'elp, Lieutenant. I say we take Donica along, too. Nevah know if we'll need a 'Ealah." She walks over to Terrence and whispers so only he can hear. "Should we take Cole? I fear 'e'll get sick with worry if we leave 'im be'ind."
Elbio nods "Then I am coming along to help, besides the more there is looking the better in case we run into some trouble."
Donica listens as the news is told "Well hope thar isn't any trouble." She gets a healer's bag and stands ready to go, being a healer she is always prepared.
Cole stands and walks over, he looks ready to look and if needed he can run fast, maybe not as fast as some runners but he also isn't the slowest either.
"Cole and Donica are in your company, Felicity," Terrence matches her quiet tone, "So that's your call to make." Slinging a large sword wrapped in cloth over one shoulder, he nods to the others. "Right then, on your command, sergeant."
Felicity nods. "Cole, y' comin' with, but y'will do exactly as I say, no mattah what we come across, undahstood?" The Runner checks her own sword, sling, and stone pouch, then nods. "Right. Lieutenant Elbio, please take left flank. Terrence, you an' I will lead." She then leads them off at what she thinks is an easy march, but she's going a bit faster than the non-Runners will be used to. Oops. "Should we check the beach or th' dunes? Cole, which way d'y'think y'brothah would've gone?" The Sergeant is not above making this a team effort.
Donica follows them and stays very alert for any troubles. She has a sling and dirk and small pouch of rocks by her healer's pouch.
Cole speaks "I...I don't know. Maybe by de... these rocks, not sure someone said he.." He snorts, why does his brother get the girl and not him "He was going sumwhere with Private Renee... wot does he see in her huh, she is like... ummm annoying and I am not annoying, am I annoying... I think not." Yes he is rambling again.
"Didn't ask fo' your personal assessment of private Renee, Cole." Terrence says dryly from the rear. "But as fo' the rocks-" he points, "Halyard's close' to the sea. What would he be doing out here?"
"Y'only annoyin' when y'ramble, Cole. Normally I ignore y', but right now, if there is dangah out 'ere, y'incessant natterin' will attract it towahds us. So I ordah y't'be silent, startin' immediately." Felicity calls a halt and stares pensively at the rocks. "I dunno, but 'tis the best clue we got, Terrence. We'll surround th'rocks an' approach 'em from 2 sides. You lot, go with the Lieutenant and th' Mastah Sergeant an' circle 'round t'the othah side, searchin' as y'go. Th'rest of you, with me." Donica has been put with Terrence, and Cole is with Felicity. She signals, and the 2 groups split up to search around the rocks.
Donica looks around quietly as they walk, at least it was daylight still and it did seem most things were more during the evening hours, or some of the more serious activity anyways. Some was during the day but no reports of much today except the one Private who had gotten a broken toe, she forgot to ask how he broke his toe, she had been tending to some other things. She listens to any directions given and is very carefully, just in case.
Cole starts to speak and then quickly shuts up and frowns, a nod as this is the 2nd time today he has been ordered to be quiet and it's clearly hard to be quiet.
Terrence motions for everyone in his group to be silent, pointing upwards. "Gulls." Indeed, circling over a spot out of sight from the group are four of the birds, their wailing ringing out. Though as one swoops down it just as quickly darts up, driving off by something. "I doubt this has anything to do with ou' missing private," Terrence mutters as he creeps around the stones, "But still - prepare weapons and be ready to advance." As he speaks he unslings the blade from his shoulder, unwrapping the long Spadone to wield it with two paws.
Two voices can be heard in conversation as the hares get closer, but what is being said can't be made out. What ever beasts are speaking and what drew the seagulls attention is still hidden from view.
Felicity leads her group around the side opposite that of Terrence's, signaling them to silence. She loads a stone into her sling, also noting the sea birds. She leads them on a silent and stealthy creep through the rocks, slowing as the voices become more distinct the closer the hares get. The hares are doing quite well at staying quiet and being sneaky. One of the birds has noticed the hares, and starts calling to the other birds, although since they're speaking in the gull language, probably nobody will know what they're saying.
Donica frowns and has a sling, she dislikes gulls or least most gulls. And none of those gulls looked friendly to her. She tries to listen to what is being said and why did the gulls seem to back off slightly. She waits for any orders that are said. Otherwise she stays very quiet and very alert.
Cole edges long all quiet like and peeks around. He is alert as he knows when to be serious. He might soon see or catch a glimpse of just what those seagulls were after. There is a dead rat with an arrow wound, couple broken arrows and... to the left another very dead rat, another rat beside them... gee, someone really hated these rats. A frown as he can't see anything else yet and maybe thats a GOOD thing as... is that a hare? It's not 100% clear yet. But near the body is another rat with a crossbow kind of to the side of them, if one gets a closer look a crossbolt is in what will soon be clear is a hare, just not who just yet.
"I'd heard longears were good fighters, I did," Said the first voice - coming from the lanky form of a ferret that stood over the hare's remains. "But I wouldn't think they could do... this."
"Och," came the second, from a beast crouched by one of the rats. "Ah'm none-tae-sure it were jus' him alone, Ah'm nae. Someone shot th' beast, they did, then must 'ave finished off our lot. Besides, wasnae aware our lot used crossbows." By the bobbing red tail it's clear this other creature is a squirrel. They stand. "Well, cannae jus' leave them tae th'gulls."
Ear flattening at the sight revealed, Terrence clutches his sword. He looks across to the other side were Felicity and her group must see everything as well.
Felicity takes a deep breath, then steps forward. "But we'll be taking the 'are, thanks. That's one o' our uniforms, after all." She holds up her paws to try to be non-threatening, even though she's holding her still-loaded sling. "We're not 'ere t'pick a fight, we're just out 'ere lookin' foh one o' our own who's missin'. Look like y'may 'ave found 'im foh us." She tries to peer at the dead hare from where she is, hoping to look like she's not attacking. A gull dips down in its flight, and the Sergeant glares at it, ready to shoot it with her sling.
Donica stays alert, she frowns as she doesn't have to, go look, it's clear the hare is dead. She gulps a little as it's also clear... that's probably Private Slaw. She will help get him back to camp once they are able to.
Cole peers over the edge and frowns, he still can't see....but he hears bits of the talking. It indeed is poor Private Slaw and he has been dead a few hours. Who ever one of the rats are they did have the crossbow, sadly taken from them and used on, not the rat but the hare. The arrows are... well that's another question but it's not Long Patrol arrows, these are simple make arrows, very simple made with sharpe bits of broken blade maybe as the arrow heads.
As the sergeant steps forward and speaks, the squirrel whirls around to face and drawing up from under his cloak a crossbow. There's a moment or two that he looks ready to shoot.
"Well, Ah'm nae looking fore nae fight, either." He lowers the weapon, gesturing to the private's body. "So 'e were a patroller? Th'lot o' them must 'ave been 'ere since last night, at least."
Terrence steps out, the spadone still in paw. The ferret eyes the hares emerging all around him warily but has enough sense to stay quiet for now.
Felicity takes a few more cautious steps forward, gesturing for her group and Terrence's group to stay where they are. The Runner can sense how tense the situation is, and doesn't want it escalating more than necessary. She gets a good look at the dead hare, and she is filled with sorrow. "Aye, tha's 'bout right. 'E was s'possed t'repoht back t'th'Mountain last night, but nevah showed. Cole, come 'ere, please. We need y't'identify th'body." She glances at the squirrel, then peers at him. "...John?"
Cole peers over and a small weak whimper is heard, a couple deep breaths are taken. He stays close to the sergeant and looks ready to scream, or bolt, or... well something. It's taking everything he has not to rush to his brother's body. Tears start to rain down and a hiccup... he goes to bury his face into the side of the sergeant.
The squirrel's eyes narrow at the sergeant. "We met before?" But as the distraught hare berries his face in Felicity's side, he averts his eyes, feeling the situation is incredibly awkward. "But aye, Ah'm John. Fought alongside ye lot in Halyard, Ah did."
Terrence does lower his sword, vague recognition on his face - he recalled the rather stubborn squirrel from last summer. But his eyes finally fall on the dead hare and he kneels alongside him. "So, if it weren't the rats that killed him, o' even if it was the rats - who killed the rats? Slaw has -" he stops himself, continuing "Was only in a pawful of fights, and while he was a good patrolle', I doubt he'd be so... brutal..." The master-sergeant trails off.
Felicity wasn't expecting that from Cole, but she takes it in stride and goes to wrap her arms around him, stroking his back and ears in a soothing way. She remembers when her brother died. She knows how hard this is. Nodding, she says to the squirrel, "Aye, I remembah tha'. Thought Zoltah's 'orde 'ad killed y'. Glad t'see y'still alive." She turns to Terrence, lips pursed. "I would bet m'scut Slaw could nehav do this. 'Onestly, 'e coulda killed maybe one, but 'e would've been tryin' t'get away. I don't think th'rats oh Slaw were t'blame." She glances at the ferret. "Didn't mean t'eavesdrop, but I couldn't 'elp over'earin' tha' y'don't recognize these rats. Did y'find any clues as to who they were?"
Cole shivers a little, it's clear he is sobbing and manages to calm down a bit. Enough to where he will allow himself to be lead back to camp. He just sort of... let's others lead him back and is so very quiet everyone in the whole camp will likely wonder what the heck is wrong but after seeing Slaw... they will know, they will have their answer to why the chatty, hardly taking a breath as he rambles on and on and yes on....is suddenly... mute, quiet, and just... there in camp.
"Zoltar...?" The squirrel, John, clearly doesn't immediately recall the name. "Och, ye mean th'cat, ye do. No, 'e didnae kill me. Left tha' work tae his underlings."
The ferret clears his throat. "No, they worked for us, they did. Though to everyone who does it was made clear they shouldn't start trouble, with the patrol least of all." He shrugs. "But they were former pirates, so you never know if they'll listen."
Terrence nods slowly at Felicity, not moving from Slaw's body. He's silent.
"Th' arrows an' crossbow th' bolt in th'..." John glances briefly at Cole, "Th' deceased's throat didnae come from nowhere, Ah'd wager. An' Ah doubt looters came o'erwise all th'gold in h'rats ears would 'ave been picked clean, they would. Noh, some beast must 'ave 'ad a vendetta against our rats, an' mayhaps yore 'are got caught in th'middle. Either way, Ah donae much care fore leaving th'bodies out fore th'sun an' gulf to clear, Ah don'."
Felicity winces inwardly, although she doesn't show it. She must've misheard them. It's probably the gulls' fault. She frowns. "Well, sounds like we both 'ave a murderah to search for. Although I do agree, 'twould b' best t'get our dead friends out o' 'ere afore much longah." She calls a couple hares forward, and they make a makeshift stretcher for Slaw's body. She puts a Corporal in charge of keeping Cole safe. "If y'don't mind, we'll look foh a few clues befoh we go. But I 'ope our teams c'n wohk t'gethah t'solve this. Please come find us so we can." When the stretcher is all ready to go and the hares who looked for clues are done, Felicity nods politely and leads her group off, back to camp.
Hey, just wanted to say I'm online as Terrence now! I'm feeling a bit under the weather which is why it took me longer to get on today, sorry about that!
didn't spoof Renee, I think Rhonwen did. BUT I will have Donica on this Saturday.
Whoops! I'll correct that then
my bad
Maybe we can go ahead and have Lt.Elbio help on Saturday, maybe even run into Zolomon (If that's a plan?)
IC'ly, there's no reason Elbio can't be there, and I don't think anyone would object to another set of paws to help.
As for Zolomon, though:
I personally would prefer Zolomon not to appear on Saturday, as I feel like that would rush everything too much if that makes since? As well as the fact that if Zolomon appears in front of a group of LP hares, they'll all jump him regardless of knowing he killed Slaw or not. They can't just let him walk freely on the Western Shore after all.
Plus I really, really want to get into an investigation RP, where the exact details and the culprit are a mystery to all the characters (regardless of everyone OOC'ly knowing what happened). And of course the IC drama that'll hopefully slowly unfold as hares like Terrence have to accept that a hare killed another hare, which will be difficult for everyone to handle, and the fact that Zolomon - who regardless of everything he's done in the past year - WAS somewhat respected and liked enough to be a sergeant
I've also had a few thoughts on something Terrence might potentially do depending on how Ciocan and the LP as a whole react when/if the details of Slaw's death and Elbio's injury are found out: If he feels Ciocan and the LP isn't doing enough to deal with Zolomon, Terrence might resign his position in the LP (or if that's refused he will just go AWOL) with an open invitation to anyone else who wants to help to go and hunt Zolomon down.
There's a part of me that's interested in exploring that a sit would be very much in character for him, though the other half of me hopes this doesn't happen and things go a bit more smoothly in the LP XD
Alright! Did a general update to most of the LP pages on the wiki - moved Cole, Grace, and Julia to the "Hares of the Mountain" page, as well as added Zywie. Those 4 - Cole, Grace, Julia, and Zywie still need their profiles filled out, as do Quinten and Adrian.
here's the page if anyone wishes to fill it out themselves: https://www.rwmuck.org/wiki/Long_Patrol_Members_Listing
Otherwise, send me (Terrence or John on the muck or via the forums messaging):
-Character's full name
-Age
-History
-Personality
Cool! In light of the recent log (http://forum.rwmuck.org/viewtopic.php?pid=6330) with Slaw's death/disappearance, my plans have shifted slightly to address that:
The snake plot will be taking a back seat this Saturday as the disappearance of one of the LP's hares is much more pressing, so if RHONWEN* not krisha im sorry about the mistake is okay with it and has Renee mention Slaw going alone (and if IC'ly terrence gets his way, she probably will be demoted back to recruit for LEAVING a fellow hare alone in the first place which was like the one the lp was told not to do around halyard- especially if the LP finds Slaw's body).
Even if Renee doesn't make a reappearance, there will be a search party as soon as Slaw fails to report back - with the general assumption he got drunk somewhere and passed out.
If/when they find him and the rats, if the bodies are still there, the LP might assume they killed each other, and Terrence will suggest several things:
1. sending Varus with Olivia back to the mountain as they do not need the confusion of an officer who keeps changing his rank every other day as well as needing to send a report of what happened back to Salamandastron,
2. Putting the camp on high alert,
3. Halting all patrols in Halyard,
4. Stopping any hare with leave from leaving the camp and mountain,
5. Making sure all hares understand that they are REQUIRED at all times to have at least one other hare with them, on duty or not, and must always notify their superior officer where they are going and when they expect to return,
and 6. sending out a specially selected squad of eight or so hares to search the murder sight for any tracks or clues.
As Terrence is not in command these are not orders but suggestions, and each one will be the call of the officers in charge (So Greg, Velm, and Felicity)
If Oz is okay with it, I also had the idea that the dead rats could tie into the Guard plot with them being from the totally-not-pirate mercenary group which will launch their OWN investigation into the dead rats, and might accuse the LP of picking a fight... With one of their independent investigators happening to being John the squirrel, so he can bounce off the LP again ![]()
Terrence will be on the war path probably against whatever the rats were a part of. He liked both brothers, even if they are trouble makers and honestly had hoped they'd do better in the future D:
oof.
and thats why greg said, "No one goes anywhere alone". renee might be facing some trouble when she gets back to camp alone
also rip slaw he was always my favorite out of the two brothers
Thanks Blisa ![]()
Now for the next log:
IC'ly takes place in the last week of October
Pvt. Donica, Lt. Elbio, & Msgt. Terrence
+ Konner and an unnamed lance-corporal as spoofs
It was a late October evening in the dunes outside of Halyard, with the wind blowing from the north bitter and promising worse to come. As he paced in the command tent, Terrence drew the collar of his coat against his neck to ward off the chill. Nothing had happened in the week or so they'd been here, and there was little news anyone in the village was willing to share with them - of the snake, or the pirates, or even if the citizens have enough food! It seems they wished to stick to themselves no matter what dangers might or might not exist; a problem the master-sergeant was trying to figure out a way around.
Donica was at camp, after all at least one healer remained there and others tended to other things, taking turns when to be at camp or elsewhere. Luckily no one needed anything major in healer needs.
Elbio had seen the campsite, at a distance but he decided to go straight to the mountain, straight to the Badger Lord with news, news that likely was only shared with the General for now. The Lt. just delivered it, rested and decided to visit the camp to see how beasts were doing.He sighed as he dreaded the...so how Mossflower question, but he would reply.
As the command tent was a large square shaped thing, the wall facing the open ground - more or less the center of the camp - was pinned open, allowing a good view of the hares gathered there around campfires, as well as the mess tent (were hares could always be found at the the tables eating) beyond. Of course, as Elbio approached the pickets, a guard called out as another guard steps out to block the lieutenant's passage.
"Halt! Who goes there?"
Terrence looks over at the open ground and spies the healer. "Private Doncia!" He waves her over. "Would you mind coming ove' fo' a moment?"
Donica nods and heads over to Terrence. She gave a salute and nod,"Yes sur wot did you need?" She had just finished checking some supplies. She has yet to notice the Lt.
Elbio stops as he glances at the guards "Lt. Elbio, here for a visit. His Lordship mentioned the camp close to the village so figured may as well visit a few days perhaps before I head back to Mossflower."He grows silent, "Maybe get some news, share...some news even" It was important to know he decided or least mention it as they would find out sooner or later.
Returning the salute quickly, Terrence answers, "I wanted to ask fo' your report of the past week, if you o' anyone else have had any trouble o' seen anything out of the ordinary."
The guards, a lance-corporal and private, salute. The private, the one blocking the way, glances at the lance-corporal. "Go on Konner, step aside." The l-cpl murmurs, and the hare does. "It's good to see you lieutenant, we had no idea you were back, not one clue! The command tent is near to the center of the camp, were you'd best find the officers to share your news with, I'd say."
Donica replies "Not too much sur. Most of Halyard seems they rather avoid us, one ferret said to get lost and...oh thar was one sea rat I had to help after they cut their paw on a broken ale bottle. No other reports of wot ever this..snake is sur. But if I may...if it is a snake it likely won't be out too much in colder weather or least wouldn't think so."
Elbio nods, a sigh "Yeah it's news oh right." He mutters and walks towards the command tent and stops at the entry after coming just inside. He decided to wait in case any talks the others had was important. He caught a few small words and tilts his head when snake is mentioned as it wondering what the heck was going on if a snake was possibly around.
"If the snake exists, of course..." Terrence mutters to himself. "But no matte', thank you fo' the info, private. On a less official note, I'd like to ask you how the hares are doing in the camp. Are they ancey at all? O' in good... spirits..." Trailing off as he sees the officer approach, Terrence gives a formal salute. "Lieutenant. If you don't mind me asking, what brings you out all the way from the bloody abbey?"
Donica answers "So far they seem okay sur but we have only been here a week and a half. The only night thar was lack of sleep was when Private Zywie told a bit of a spooky story. A couple hares seemed to want to avoid sleep, likely regretted it come morning when chores was needed done." She sees the Lt. and quickly stands up straighter, of course a salute is given before her paw goes back to her side.
Elbio listens, a small smile "I don't think snakes live near de western shores, I could be wrong so don't totally take me word fer it." A soft chuckle. then a sigh."Brought some news to his Lordship from Mossflower, he needed to see it first before I...well shared the news with others. First, no tis not some vermin invasion...Mossflower and the abbey are doing very well in fact, as is that village a little north of them." He doesn't say, yet, what the news is as he already knows any reactions are likely gonna be interesting."Hope things are well 'ere"
The expression on Terrence's face shifts at the mention of news, though he makes himself busy by studying the map on the table. "To answe' your question, things are about as fine as they ever are. At least one of ou' new privates," he glances at Donica, "Called Zywie seems to be handling her first mission well, and getting along with the others well enough. Even if she spooked them." He laughs a little, shaking his head. "Though," he begins again, cautiously, "Invasion o' not, I cannot fo' the life of me imagine that you came all this way just to tell the badge' lord Mossflowers all well and good, right?"
Donica quietly sits down to listen to what the Lt. has to update as he seemed a little distracted. She folds her paws in her lap and waits for what he has to share.
Elbio takes a deep breath and exhales, "No..." He glances around, ok just the Sergeant and the private, fine he decides and speaks "I am...unsure where ta start. And I only had de official letter for his Lordship...not made a report for others, not sure how to..." He shakes his head, wonderful this was going well, " Ok...a former Long Patrol hare has gonna himself banished from the abbey...and Ferravale and...well all of Mossflower. Where he is at de moment, no clue...not too worried...well maybe a little but not majorly worried, wot he did was.....not forgivable."
Terrence's eyes flicker to Donica. "Private, I'm ordering you to not repeat anything you hea'h o'h learn from the lieutenant about this subject to anyone until furthe' notice, understood?" Then, turning back to Elbio, he says, "I believe I can guess who it is you're speaking of. Well then," the master-sergeant can't hide the sigh in his voice, "What unforgivable act did he do this time?"
Donica frowns, she then nods "I.....heard nothing sur that needs shared." She can keep quiet on this, and quietly listens to what is said.
Elbio sighs, a long pause "Yes..." The name, he manages to get out but it is very clear he has serious dislike for the hare now... "Zolomon.....it could of been, less of a problem but he made it more of one..." He frowns, "An otter...old one named Errpeal...he's dead, Zolomon killed the otter and the otter didn't attack him, nor had a weapon. He almost killed a guard in Ferravale too, knocked out a couple guards...he had a trial and banished." There, news is out and he seems relived of the fact it's told. "The abbot seen it as important to get the news to the shores, before rumors started."
"Good." Terrence nods to the healer. His mouth tightens as Elbio relates what happened, ending with a sharp intake of breath. There's a long pause before the master sergeant speaks again, and when he does it's in a voice barely above a whisper.
"So the worst came to pass, eh?"
Shaking his head, he continues, "There's no need to say his name again, lieutenant, we don't need hares accidentally hearing that and letting rumors fly... But the otte', Errpeal, he's been around the western shore, yes?" Leaning over the table as he thinks allowed, he murmurs, "It seems the hare's rathe' adept at breaking out..." Pushing himself off and turning to face Elbio fully, he speaks in a clearer voice.
"Lieutenant, than you fo' telling me. As you probably already intend, I would request do not be free with this information. Only tell the officers here - the captain Gregorian and lieutenant Velm - if you see them. Otherwise I will relate the.... Incident. Though." He tilts his head. "Perhaps this is not my place to ask, but - what exactly was the badge' lord's reaction to the news?"
Donica frowns at this news "He did...wot?" She then calms a bit. She will not share the news but does speak when the otter is mentioned "Errpeal...yes he is...was around and helped some after that horde was defeated, he was a seer."
Elbio sighs "His Lordship mentioned that the banishment was still in effect for the shores of course and stood for life...which I suppose includes the result if ...well the hare did some reason show up.And yeah I remember the otter being in Halyard...they knew the haremaid Vonda and was visiting her when it happen...the haremaid left after that...after ending a umm....well lets just say thar was a wedding planed for autumn feast and that was quickly canceled."
"Thank you, I recall now - he wasn't a creature I eve' spoke to really myself, but he seemed the decent enough sort." Pinching the bridge of his snout, Terrence bows his head. "A bloody shame. His death - well," he grits his teeth. "The otter's death is on ou' paws, I should say, nearly as much as it is the fault of the traito' and murde'. Banishing him - like the Hanzi incident - served only to push the Patrol's problems onto innocents, and the otter's dead fo' it." He catches himself, shaking his head. "Forgive me. I shouldn't speak so... But I will bring to the lordship himself the issue that we cannot leave Zol- the hare free. Not afte' what he's done."
Letting out another long sigh, he rolls his shoulders. "No, I think it is ou' duty to eithe' capture him, and lock him up in the mountain's darkest hole fo' the rest of his miserable life, o' to kill him fo' his crimes if need be. As we should have done since the beginning."
Donica listens still, she isn't sure what to say right now. "We should, make sure this recent news doesn't get out past...well the patrol anyways."
Elbio frowns "His Lordship clearly wasn't happy with the news and he does agree.....that yes, Zolomon is a murderer." He shakes his head "I know if he is seen in...Mossflower he is to be killed, so...I assume here as well. The last I seen him was when he was banished and dragged away and...the look on his face...yeah that..hare is dangerous in my opinion."
"I think it's well understood this shouldn't leave this tent, don't worry, Doncia." Terrence shrugs, "The Long Patrol as a whole should learn of this from lord Ciocan himself, not from me o' you, wot. As fo'h were the cursed beast is now, furthe' banishment again only serves to send him to potentially harm more beasts... Perhaps they should have executed him, and be done with it. But no matte'." He shakes his head. "Perhaps, lieutenant, you and I can make a request to command to send with you a few hares to aid in the event more problems arise in Mossflowe'. Plus it would help you send messages back to us safely, with one hare at Redwall at all times. I have a couple in mind who could do with the extra work, I'd say."
Donica nods "His Lordship likely will call a meeting my guess, or a couple meetings even." She nods "I agree with the Master Sergeant, also his Lordship did always say to always travel with a fellow hare to places"
Elbio nods "Sounds wise and I did come on my own, sort of." A small nod "The patrol has a new recruit...Ciana, my daughter is at the mountain now. She is of age to be a recruit now and came along with me. A couple hares with me on the way back...likely be wise and after I get back they can always come back to the mountain, no need to really have them stay at the abbey with me" He chuckles "Sides...the Frair would likely dislike having extra hares around the abbey too long"
"Perhaps," Terrence nods, "Though I was thinking about sending with you a veteran tracke' in case you need help hunting something down, in addition to a regula' private. Afte' they make it to the Abbey with you, they can go on to 67th's camp we have there- o' what remains of it. I know several officers have expressed interest in reestablishing a presence there, so perhaps that'll help ou' case. Regardless of what the fria' might say, I can tell the hares to lay off the food if that's really an issue. And..." Terrence raises a brow. "Congratulations, I suppose... I neve' knew you had a daughte'. Hellsgates, you're younge' than me! Though I suppose I am getting on in seasons. Bloody hell. No doubt she'll do you proud, wot."
Donica decides she should get back to her healer duties. She will not speak of this recent news that has came up, she will busy herself with other tasks.
Elbio hmmms "It could be good to have some hares near de abbey. I know a couple members are...on some sort of mission, not heard much of when they will be back. We still need hares here on the shores as well, maybe take some recruits who are to be promoted to Private soon." He smiles "Ciana is adopted, she was one of them that was taken captive when the slaver took the dibbuns from Redwall the one time, her birth father was killed so...I adopted her"
"Ah, I see." Terrence nods. "I may remembah he', then. As fo' what hares might go - I'd suggest Lance-Corporal Flightfoot. He's an old tracke'. Redwall might serve him well, and you might like him. I should warn you though - off the record, of course - that if one of the intentions is fo'h the 67th's base of operations to be reinstated, my moth- I mean, the retired-captain Barcid-Cadwallade' might attach herself to your command. Fo' seasons now she's wanted to go out to Mossflowe'. Not sure how that'll work out, though."
Elbio nods"I suppose we will see. For now I need some rest...we can talk more later and I will let you update who needs to know of the...news I brought." He then goes to get some rest as he seriously needs a nap.
"Of course, Lieutenant, and if I don't see you again -" Terrence raises a paw in a small wave, "Good luck, and farewell."
Once Elbio is gone and he's left alone, the master sergeant plops himself in a chair and lans forward, his head bowed.. "Zolomon..." he whispers to himself, "Your actions seemed to have finally caught up to you."
Alright, so for this Saturday (Nov. 6th), I'm hoping to do the next big RP for the plot. If there are enough people online, I'll have the hares split into two groups to patrol Halyard at the same time - and one or both might run into different trouble.
I realize this is at the same time as the Redwall feast, so I'm planning on being on for longer than usual if people want to do one RP at a time.
Hey! To add on to Blisa's reply, Saturdays are generally the most active days on the muck. After that, I suggest using 'who' and 'find' to see if there's anyone online. Redwall's a good place to find RP, the town of Ferravale is a good place for vermin characters to RP, and currently Halyard on the Western Shore is a good place for the Long Patrol hares and woodlanders/vermin to mix, as there's currently a large group of LP stationed near the town.
If you want to join the Long Patrol, the main LP page on the wiki/official site (https://www.rwmuck.org/wiki/The_Long_Patrol) is a good place to get a feel for what the Long Patrol is, and then the Joining the Patrol! page (https://www.rwmuck.org/wiki/Joining_the_Patrol!) being a good place for how to, well, join the LP. ![]()
For basic commands on the muck itself, here are two pages on the wiki that give a good look at the main commands: https://www.rwmuck.org/wiki/Basic_Commands and https://www.rwmuck.org/wiki/RP_Guide
The spoof command is probably my favorite ![]()
In addition, the main two OOC (out of character) commands are room page (RP) and page (p). You can send an OOC msg to the room you're in with RP, while page can send an OOC msg to a character by typing
page [character name] = [msg]For some more commands, Ajax's useful reminders (https://www.rwmuck.org/wiki/Ajax's_Useful_Reminders) is a very good place to look.
I am currently online as Terrence to RP - nothing major, just setting up some things with a visit from Elbio!
Unfortunately not! however, I'm going to be around tomorrow for the feast and after if people are willing to stick around!
I imagine the camp is outside of the town - far enough away so that anyone coming from Halyard can be easily spotted and prepared for. Off the beach too, though as far as I know it's just sand dunes in that area.
Here's a map layout of what the camp probably looks like (based off of the LP camp page)
As for telling scary stories, you guys should do that either tonight or later this week, and maybe do multiple RPs around it! Unfortunately I have a headache and might not make it on today, but tomorrow and the day after I plan on being on around 7pm EST
i would like each tp to be compiled with a summary page and links to every log in chronological order at the end of the summary.
a summary of the events of each area (like what you're doing for the lp) would be appreciated, as well.
i will try to do summaries for my chars eventually; help in the research would be greatly appreciated (because i have forgotten much of what I've done with them)!
Oh no. the one request i was dreading! D: D: D:
all jokes aside: I've found that researching tps is the most time consuming thing, especially if I wasn't personally involved. When I was involved in a TP, I generally remember where to find ALL the logs from the time. When I wasn't involved I ain't got a clue beyond the logs that are clearly labeled - which ends up with some stuff falling through the cracks. i don't want things to fall through cracks!
So don't expect much to be completed on that front for a while. I'll probably start with the TPs I was involved with first with maybe taking a crack at the ones referenced more (like thorns of steel etc) as those are better documented, before moving on to the others.
What would help me start is if someone could send me what year and what official name of the season a tp took place in was called (to take an example from the books: the Summer of the Late Rose).
If there isn't an official name for a season, then uh blame lorimis and benar because like the abbots ONE job is to name things ![]()
dont actually please im joking
https://web.archive.org/web/20061231220 … /logs.html
The wayback machine is cool. A redwall muck search brings up some older muck papers...some links don't work but some do!
Yeah, thanks for reminding me of that! There were a couple times last year or so were Lee and I actually have done some digging with the Wayback machine, but not recently! and i kinda forgot about it
Ol'random wrote:-snip-
When is this happening?
I dunno! I haven't been active enough to actually schedule it, which is why it never really happened (sorry about that Quinten).
But I would like to at some point before the end of the year, if Quinten's still game
Alright! So tomorrow I will be on from around 2PM EST (6PM GMT) to probably 6PM EST (12PM GMT). As we on the muck are not beholden to the time of the world, the scenario for the RP will be starting pre-dawn before the LP company has left Sala, making the last preparations they go (I want to kinda capture the feeling of prepping for a long hike up a mountain).
After a little bit of that, we'll set out and the LP will probably reach the area around Halyard around 9-10 o'clock in the morning to start setting up camp outside of town. And who knows what might happen then? ![]()
I am also planning on being more active during the next two weeks, and I want to ask everyone who is or wants to take part in the mini plot what times and says besides the usual Saturday works best for you? please either send me a page mail in game ([page #mail Terrence = [msg]] or reply here. Hopefully we can get several RPs in the next week, whether or not I'm actually there.
I also encourage LP members who are online more times a week to feel free to RP in the LP camp, on patrol in Halyard, or any scene they want - you do NOT need me to RP! obviously you might need me for some of the 'bigger' plot points, though I still think Saturdays work best for those ![]()
Here's a list of potential stuff to start RP with (and anyone is free to use these as a starting point for their own little plots and RP ideas!):
In groups of 2 or 4, hares of Company A (the main company player character hares are a part of as seen here on the divisions page for the LP) have been assigned to patrol the town at all times of both day and night. They work in shifts so all get sleep, so don't worry about that! All hares on duty or off are required at least one other hare with them in Halyard, and must always tell their superior officer where they are going when leaving the camp.
Ideas:
Usually there aren't problems, but every so often the patrol comes across crimes: an attempted robbery, a mugging, maybe a deal between the baker and a former pirate in an alleyway about something...
Maybe hares go encounter a less than helpful shopkeeper who is hiding information, or maybe doesn't much care for the Long Patrol.
Or while on patrol a squad of hares have an encounter with the mercenary/body guard group that's been hanging around town - there probably won't be violence, but there won't be much friendliness either. It's clear a lot of the group have chips on their shoulders.
The night time is reportedly a bit less busy though more unnerving in the town: Halyard seems deserted in the dark, and the few non-Patrol beasts that are up and about aren't ones anyone really wants to tangle with. And what creatures that apparently lurk in the dead of night EVERYONE wants to stay clear of. Rumors of more tangible threats like armed vermin gangs who murder and kidnap are whispered alongside fears of ghosts, monsters, and even worse in the streets and the one remaining bar....
Speaking of the bar/tavern, maybe hares on a break go to have a drink - all hares on duty or off must have at least one other hare with them, and must always tell their superior officer where they are going.
Maybe they have to start investigating disappearances, going to citizen's homes and asking after who went missing, or maybe beasts come up to the LP to tell them about it.
In the camp, at least a quart of the company remains at all time - be they on guard, on leave, or sleeping and eating. A very brief guide to the LP camp can be found on the wiki here.
Ideas:
Maybe hares on sentry duty are trying to whittle away the hours with their guard partner with games like cards.
Maybe hares who are getting ready for bed have an impromptu poetry or scary story contest...
Maybe they're just having breakfast in the mess tent and preparing for their shift in patrolling the town or on sentry duty.
Maybe a hare was placed on kitchen duty and are helping the cooks cook.
Or maybe a squad of hares are just relaxing during their break...
These are just some stuff off the top of my head - there's probably a lot more you can do, and don't feel as if you have to strictly follow any of this: it's meant to be an inspiration for RPs, a jumping off point to explore your own ideas, and NOT a rule set at all.
If you have more ideas for RP to add, feel free to page #mail me in game with them and I'll add to the list!
If anyone wants more details about anything, feel free to page mail me in game (again) and I'll do my best to answer any questions!
Maybe a weapons guide?
Speaking of weapons a 900 year old sword was found in real life, here is link
Yeah, I saw that! In the second half of 2018, I was actually in the area by Acre (near where the sword was found) for several months, which is also why I disappeared during that time ![]()
Concerning the weapons guide, there are actually two!
One was written in 2008 that I used back when I first joined:
https://www.rwmuck.org/wiki/Weapons_in_ … of_Redwall
However, a lot of the information is based on misconceptions (mainly the exact lengths that are given and the names that have their origins from both the Victorians and D&D, with little basis in the actual time period).
I've been thinking about making a new, updated guide for years honestly - but luckily I don't think I have to beyond maybe a few edits to names and adding a few more weapons.
This is because in 2016 Magramba wrote the second good guide to weapons:
https://www.rwmuck.org/wiki/Weapons:_An_Advanced_Guide
With references to the books! The only issues are again the names and some terms, though that can be updated pretty easily (generally the ones not in books like long sword and short sword (historically, they were called arming swords and there wasn't much distinction between lengths for one handed blades. Long sword is used as a general term for (you guessed it!) longer swords like bastard swords or long arming swords or anything that was longish).
It's too had the very...VERY old stuff isn't able to be recovered, I am talking about 1995-2001...yeah that far. I think the easiest on here is something from 2005 maybe.
Like nothing from the Silver Star order, there was Knights of Valor group...also how the abbey had a large siege in like 1996....yeah I had a couple characters then shortly after the muck started in 1995..so I been off/on since 1996.....Jake for example being in the LP..aka Zolomon grandfather .
Anyways, that's all and as for history you should finish up the LP history page. I say ask Elmef or Greg of past stuff maybe....I don't know of others still around as seems the really old players are long gone
Yeah, I've been meaning to finish up the LP history page for a while now - my biggest problem is that it's hard to find out what exactly happened as it seems that for every log that survives there's a few that are missing.
However, I'm not gonna say anything is TOO hard! Sure, solid, easily accessible logs from the early muck might not be around, but there are still people from around that time - like aeysin (i think i dont actually know), yourself, or even Otter himself. ![]()
And my my curiosity is piqued for anyone willing to answer: what WAS the Silver Star Order and the Knight of Valor? and who besieged the abbey for what was probably the first time on the MUCK?
Heck, at some point Quinten/Elmef and I need to do an interview RP that we planned to announce at the memorial feast - which will also help the LP history page ![]()
Hey, so I wanted to ask the community at large what stuff on the Wiki they would like to see revamped/created!
It could be anything from compiling a TP's logs to a history of the Redwall MUCK itself. What do you personally want to see done on the Wiki?
I'm hoping to get a general direction of things to do for myself and whoever else feels like helping out on the wiki, so please, as long as it pertains to the MUCK and follows the rules, I'm willing to take any requests. I can't promise anything will come of it right away, though, but I found that I actually enjoy writing some of the pages up and doing the 'research' to fill them - and having other people's input will help.
So please, if you have a request for something to be made/edited/written for the wiki, feel free to reply!
I also encourage whoever wants to have a go at doing stuff on the wiki to go for it; the more the merrier
Company A is assigned to investigate rumors and keep the peace in Halyard!
Pvt. Cole,
Pvt. Donica,
Sgt. Felicity,
Cpt. Gregorian,
Col. Locke (Spoof),
Rt-Lt. Olivia (Spoof),
Pvt. Slaw,
MSgt. Terrence,
Mjr. Varus,
Lt. Velm,
and Pvt. Zywie
Velm had gotten a couple days rest and seen the notice of the meeting and so decided to attended it.
Cole pokes his head insoe the room,he sighs "Another boring meeting,cwe should leave" His tin Slaw just shrugs "could be important wot,csides maybe we can sneak a nap in later." Both hares chuckle and find a place to sit down and wait.
The faint smell of charcoal accompanied the arrival of the Captain. Since the forge was on the same level as the meeting room Greg had been working in there right up until the last minute. He slipped in quietly, still wiping a bit of soot from his paw as he headed for the other officers.
It was a few hours before luncheon when the old officer made his way into the room, brandishing a pile of notes and old reports - anything relevant he could get his paws for the meeting ahead. Setting these items neatly on the podium the colonel begins to neatly arrange them (and other papers put there) as he saw fit while humming an old tune quietly to himself. Barely looking up as hares begin filtering in - including the lieutenant, the two trouble maker twins (that Locke wasn't quite sure if he could tell apart. Their names were Sloan and Coal, if he recalled correctly), and right behind them, Terrence - Locke waits patiently at the head of the room as the creatures start taking their seats.
"If you ditch this, you two," Terrence hisses at the brothers, having heard the comment and following laughs, "I'll have you both busted back to recruit and set pvt. Dominik to knock some sense back into you. Do I make myself cleah?"
Donica had already been here, she looked over at the twins and sighs, those twins were always annoying to most hares in the mountain.
Velm sits up better as the meeting is about to start and simply waits to see what it is about.
Both twins glace at one another and decide it's best to pay attention to the meeting as it suddenly got a bit interesting.
Gregorian doesn't seem to have noticed the brothers, or possibly he'd started to learn to tune them out. Settling in to a seat he turns his attention to the podium and tries to look like he's paying attention rather than the reality where he's running his to do list through his head. He'll pay attention when the talking starts, until then he seemed distracted.
Clearing his throat, the colonel raises a paw for silence before beginning: "Right then, I suppose ye're all wondering why I called ye all here today." He nods to the captain and lieutenant as he seems them for the first time, "And it's concerning Halyard and the lands surrounding. Last winter, as ye know, we made an effort to reestablish a presence in the town, but that was undermined by both forces without and, sadly, within." He lets the words hang in the air for a moment before continuing. "Since the sacking by that vermin band in the summer we've had what hares we can spare patrol the town, but it's been clear t'us for some time that this isn't enough to clean up the place - simply put it's a mess right now."
Scanning the crowd of hares he continues, "Company A - with either Captain Harthwill or lieutenant Velm in active command, I leave that at yer desecration who - is t' go up there as soon as they're able and make camp near t'the town, and once there I want ye all to begin patrolling the area - all of it, if ye can manage - and spay extra attention t' the townsfolk. There's been rumors and worse flying about that mention everything from slavers and pirates to monsters on the prowl. We know there's a few mercenary groups in the area, little more than brigands I'd guess, and they might have connection to such beasts. So investigate what ye can, but remember-" he leans forward on the podium, trying to eye each hare present, "If any of ye, and I mean any, actively start trouble with the locals - vermin or not - there will be hell to pay. Self defense is one thing, but picking fights is beneath ye all, the acts of a fool. Understood?"
"Now then, if there are any questions, me and Cadwallader here," he gestures to Terrence," can answer any ye might have."
Arriving late to the meeting is a certain discombobulated Major, who still doesn't seem to know what he's doing here, but he heard there is a meeting. His wife trails behind him, trying in vain to talk him out of barging into the meeting chamber. "Y' didn't wait f'r me, y' young whelps."
Donica is paying attention, she looks at Varus as he enters and then attention back to the Sergeant.
Cole tilts his head and snorts "No such things as monsters, right Slaw?" Slaw nods "Tis so true brother, maybe tis just a poor beast needin' a good bath"
Gregorian's eyes move on to the colonel as the meeting starts properly and frowns a little sadly even at the first mention of Halyard. His ear twitches when his name is mentioned though and he nods to the orders "Yes sah" before he glances over to Velm to give him a nod. Looking back to Locke again as the meeting goes on Greg digs in to his jacket to find some scraps of paper he hasn't completely scribbled things all over so he can note some things down "Any specifics tah the rumours tah watch out for?" he asks as they open to questions, pausing only to glance back at the door when Varus arrives.
"Ah, the rumors-" the Colonel stops as Varus comes in, a brow raised at the words. He's at most a couple seasons younger than the major and isn't sure how to take the "private's" words. Terrence meanwhile is wide eyed and gently covers his mouth with a paw. "Ye're late." The colonel says flatly, turning back to the rest. "Sergeant - ye answer the good captain."
"Yes sah," Forcing his attention away from Varus, Terrence steps up to address Greg. "Captain, sah, there's three maj-" his eyes inadvertently flicker to Varus, "Big ones. Firstly, there's been evidence of a black market sprouting up, with prices rocking up. That we've heard from even some of ou'h own hares when they visit Halyard - it's hard to get anything nowadays there without the price being at least triple what it's worth, be it bread, wine, o'h screws. The second thing to keep an eye out fo'h is the a mercenary group that's been hired by all sorts of citizens fo'h 'protecting'. That may be all well and good, but some say at least half thei'h ranks are pirates, marauders, and worse - and we're not sure if they're up too any good, wot. And the last thing...." He trails off, looking at Cole and Slaw, "Apparently there's tell of something lurking in the area. Some claim it's some sort of... montsah... I'm not sure if these are true, obviously."
Olivia looks apologetic at the other hares, and mouths 'Sorry' to the Colonel. "Come on, dear, let's just sit down and listen." The two move to a couple of unoccupied chairs near the end of the table. "A monstah?" Varus asks. "Sounds preposterous, though I've 'eard th' rumahs last time we were down there. Didn't we, Olivia?"
Donica listens carefully "I wonder if it's... just some way to scare beasts perhaps? Someone said was this... monster and then rumors flew and no one wants to check... well till now, wot is going on." She adds "Also if an extra healer is needed I can go, if needed."
Gregorian notes things down, scribbling just the key words to remind himself "Halyard has always had a black market. It's just gettin' worse. At a guess it's probably undah new management" he grumbled. The old black market wasn't exactly common knowledge but Greg had been around for a long time and knew the old faces. He didn't know the new ones though and that displeased him. He quickly glanced up to Terence "Prices at the tavern risen?" that apparently was an important question to him. Mercenaries he jots down on his paper, nothing out of the ordinary to him. He listens to the others denying the monster with a snort of slight amusement "I said that about the ghosts. Still not sure wot they were but creepy definitely fit the bill. Could be worth a look"
"An extra, ye say?" The colonel, surprised, turns his gaze to the hare maid. "Private Donica, ye're one of the only healers in the company after Lieutenant Velm. Ye're no extra."
Terrence squints, thinking. "To be honest, sah, I'm not sure. I certainly didn't hea'h any complaints from the quartermastah aftah that training race, so I'd guess not much - at least not in a noticeable way, but I don't know. And that leads into anothah point: the reason the company's being sent is to answah and check in on what we don't know now. As fo'h ghosts, I feel safe to say it won't be quite that. My thoughts are that if there is anything to the monstah story, Vermin tend to love thei'h creepy looks and it might just be a rogue band of them scaring the populace. Still dangerous perhaps, as they'll be armed no doubt, but I'm not ready to commit to a flying sea serpent just yet, you know? But as captain Greg said, still worth looking into."
Cole looks at his brother and speaks "So like...who all is goin' on this mission, some haf ta stay here too ya know"
Varus leans forward in his chair. "Sah, I'll volunteah t' lead an expedition t' root out this bloody "Monstah". I reckon two shakes of a Squirrel's tail that it's nothin', like y' said. I know Halyahd like th' back o' mah own paw, 'cause I was born there." Olivia is shaking her head. "Now darling, don't you think..." "Don't "Now dahlin'," me, Olivia," Varus replies, looking at her. "I c'n take care o' mahself, regahdless o' mah...accident."
Donica frowns "Then...I will stay here, Lt Velm is likely going with you." She glances over at Varus and frowns, she is so use to him being in charge of a group and not him thinking he is a private again, she clears her throat." Everyone, needs to be careful... who ever goes.The Long patrol takes care of everyone, we are a family and family takes care of each other, It is always good to have someone helping keep an eye on you..just in case."
Cole pouts, he listens a little as others speak. It may also be wise not to let both twins go, one should stay behind as the two of them in one place at the same time, usually is far from wise.
Gregorian twitches his whiskers at the news the tavern may be the same "Still hope for the place then" he judges the state of the village by the state of the tavern "Wotevah the case we'll need tah check it out. If it is just vermin usin' the stories tah keep people away then wot exactly are they keepin' everyone away from?" he says before glancing at Cole "A full list will be available in time" ie, he didn't know yet "Or was that a volunteer?" he asks before Varus actually volunteering makes him pause. The hare was a superior officer, Greg really figured only a healer or an even more superior officer could really tell the Major he's not going but the Captain does frown about it.
Zywie arrives a little late, but she did have a good reason since she just recently became a Private and had a couple things to do before slipping into the meeting.
"I'll remind all," Locke's mouth is drawn into a thin line as his eyes go from private Cole to Donica, "It has been stated Company A - which, while in practice has been a more messy than anyone meant for it to get and a cry from being what's on paper, is still officially commanded by captain Harthwill with lieutenant Velm as the second in command, and includes the pair of ye, Coal and Donica - will be going, excluding those on leave or on other assignments. Master-sergeant Cadwallader will be coming as well," he pauses, looking at the major and considering him for a beat. "...And so will Varus, who has volunteered to go. Cadwallder, it's yer job to make sure he doesn't go and get himself into trouble, understood?"
Eyes widening again, Terrence snaps to attention and says, "Yes sah!"
"Now then," Locke goes on, "if any of you wish to remain here, please take it up with yer officers. We have more than one company in the Patrol and hares who's main job is to guard the mountain, so don't ye worry about staying behind."
Zywie's late arrival goes unnoticed by the colonel and Terrence, who are both preoccupied.
Cole nods, "Yes sur..." Slaw seems to pout on having to stay behind, but its likely he will still have a lot to do at the mountain.
Olivia frowns. She's officially retired, only around to make sure Varus doesn't get himself hurt. But this new development... "I will go, too," she says. "If only as an unofficial observer. Thank you." Varus nods to the Colonel. "Right-ho."
"You don't 'ave t' nursemaid me," Varus protests.
Donica hmmms "Who will....stay here as Healer sur? "She is curious and maybe a little concerned on the matter but she will go where she is told to go.
Gregorian pulls a face when Locke tells them Varus is going that says 'Are you sure that's wise?' without Greg actually voicing it and questioning the judgement of the colonel. A bit of a grimace and Greg adds to his notes...and then adds more when Olivia says she's coming too "Listen tah yah wife or yah'll end up hopin' there really is a monstah" he mutters to Varus objection without really thinking about it. He does notice Zywie's arrival but the Captain just glances at her, silently questions her lateness with a raised eyebrow but then says nothing, not drawing the attention of the other officers to it.
Zywie is unsure weather to speak or not, she starts to and then just sighs and goes quiet, its rude to talk out of turn after all.
"Private," Locke raises a paw, "Ye do not have t' worry about that, as we're not in any pressing need of healers at the moment. The standard mountain doctors can manage without you for a few weeks, I'd say. In fact, I'd be more comfortable with the more healers that go," he nods to Olivia, "With the retired lieutenant here, that makes at least three."
"Fou'h sah," Terrence gently corrects, "We recently got a new healeh called Zywie, and I think she's around here somewhere."
The colonel nods. "Four healers. The mountain can spare four healers, don't ye worry. As fo'h Varus, captain," He arches a brow. "Perhaps it's not wise, but feel free to order him t' stay here if ye think he'll listen, wot. The company is part of his battalion, after all."
Zywie stands up at her name." Hallo... surs, am I... needed?"
Varus doesn't overhear Greg, fortunately, though he looks at Terrence with a frown. "I assure y' Lad, I may 'ave taken a knock t' th' noggin, but I'm perfectly fine now." Nevermind that half his memories are still missing. "I know Halyahd bettah 'n' most, y' know tha'."
Felicity has been in here this entire time, taking notes, nodding when her company is ordered to Halyard, grimacing when Varus volunteers, and secretly planning what to do to Cole should he do something ridiculous. When Zywie stands up, the Sergeant smiles at her, then turns back to Locke and raises her paw to ask a question.
Gregorian frowns at Locke, still looking concerned but he wasn't going to argue. He does look back to Varus though "Wot rank is it yah think yah are now?" he asks bluntly.
As the attention has shifted back to Varus, Locke waits expectantly for the major's answer. Terrence of course, having said little yet his major still addressed him, raises both paws, "Sah, with all due respect I was not the one to suggest - oh, nevah mind."
Varus levels his gaze at Greg. "Tha's a bloody impertinent question, wot. Y' know I'm a Sahgeant. Now c'n we get down t' th' business at paw?"
Felicity blinks. He's a Sergeant now? Oy vey. How can she be expected to keep all this straight? The actual Sergeant decides to just go with the flow, and asks her question. "Sahs," she stands, all business. "Concernin' th' monstah -- do we 'ave any idea whot th' beasts who've reported it 'ave actually seen? Could be 'elpful in figuring out whot t'do 'bout it."
"That's a bloody impertinent question sah" Greg correction Varus firmly "Until such a time as yah recall enough tah rise above ranks yah'll do as yah told because I'm yah Captain. Undahstood?" if the Major is going to think he's a lower rank Greg is going to make the most of it to keep things under control "Don't need questions of who outranks who in the field, so long as we're clear on everythin' before we set out we should be free of problems" he says as he looks back to Locke. He thought it probably wouldn't work, specially not with the privates but he'd at least try to establish some sort of order.
"Very well then, sergeant Varus," Colonel Locke says, "And t' add on t' what the the captain's has already said: with ye are going along with Gregorian's company I want t' make it double cleah t' ye ye're t' be a special attachment t' observe and aid alongside the master-sergeant and lieutenant Olivia, and ye are not t' be in charge of any of the hares unless specifically and explicitly requested t' do so by either the captain Gregorian or lieutenant Velm- no one needs ye supplanting sergeant Rosinbloom's job, am I understood?" He turns back to the rest of the hares. "The monster, eh? We don't any first pawed accounts. The reason the company is going t' Halyard is t' investigate whatever is going on, and hopefully ye can find a beast who has seen it first pawed, if there is such a creature. Though," he waves to Terrence, "He knows more."
The sergeant clears his throat before speaking, "The accounts that are told are of something in the dead of night, usually around the full moon, that sticks to the shadows. Something big, possibly hairy. Some say it has wings and scales, others say it's a big knat - point is, we don't have a bloody clue what the thing is, if it even exits. So we'll have to check to find out- which again, is one of ou'h objectives..."
Varus seems to gloss over what Greg said as Locke speaks. "Undahstood. I know Lord Sebastian still thinks mah headaches are a cause f'r concern, but I'm glad yahr lettin' me get outta 'ere again." He pauses at the description of the "monster." "Wings 'n' fur almost sounds bat-like," he muses, "But there ain't any bats tha' I know of 'cept at Bat Mountpit, an' tha's pretty far south o' 'ere. I seem t' recall an expedition there many moons ago when I was a Private. Migh' be worth askin' th' Recordah t' check th' records if tha's wot it is."
"Ciocan, dear," Olivia whispers.
Felicity blinks. "Sebastian? 'E stepped down from being Lord when I was a Recruit...oh..." The Sergeant rubs her forehead, then jots down all the information that's being tossed around the room. She can feel a headache of her own coming on. "But why would a bat be terrorizin' th' town? Bats are usually friendly creatahs, stayin' in their mountain 'omes an' 'elpin' travelahs in need..." She studies what information she has so far. "Did y'say 'tis usually near the docks? Could it be a mystery creatah from 'cross th' ocean, escaped from pirates? May'ap 'tis more scared than scary." She's mostly just thinking out loud, as might be apparent from the fact that she's almost mumbling.
Gregorian sighs heavily as he presses a paw to his face and runs it down to rest on his muzzle. This was going to go so badly and be utter chaos he could already tell. There was nothing he could do though "Could be anythin. Don't get a lot of sea creatures with fur, not that I know of anyway. Could be nothin'" he says after a moment, trying to focus on the monster instead.
"That may well be, but whatever it is," the colonel shrugs, "It's yer job t'find out. Though frankly I'd be more worried about the blackmarket ring and pirates - those we have more than hearsay on, at least for the most part. And that's what I'm more worried about." The officer begins tidying up his things, adding, "T' reiterate - the main goal of this mission is t' investigate the rumors first and if any trouble comes of it, put a stop t' it- in addition t' patrolling Halyard more actively. If there aren't anymore questions, that'll be all."
Varus nods his head resolutely. "I c'n ask around th' tavern wi'out arousin' suspicion. Hannah's an' ol' friend o' mine, an' she's Patrol, so she'll know wot's up..." Olivia shakes her head, but declines to note that the tavern has been under new management for several seasons now. "Well... Wi' yahr permission, o' course, Greg."
Felicity looks at Varus. "Which tavern are y' talkin' 'bout? Th' one I go to th' most when I'm there is right next t'th'bakery, an' it's nevah been owned by a woodlandah. They're really quite nice; always give me cookies foh m'sistah when I drop by." She then salutes Locke. "I think I'm good, Sah, thank you. I c'n ask th' Mastah Sergeant any questions I come up with." She sits down and finishes up her notes, looking back over them just to be sure she's got everything. "Oh, one last thing: when do we leave?"
Another small sigh from Greg "The tavern has been run by a couple of hares in the past with links tah the patrol" but that was in the past "Take Terrence and Olivia with yah. No one goes anywhere alone" he replies to Varus with a nod. Someone was going to have to check the place out anyway "I can talk tah some of the merchants I know. Whichevah ones survived everythin'" he threw a quick salute to the colonel as well "No furthah questions currently" he says before looking to Terrence after Felicity's question "How soon tah get everything ready tah march?"
"As soon as the company is able, as determined by the captain." Locke returns the salute. "If there's nothing else, dismissed."
After the colonel is gone, Terrence glances back at Greg. "I'd wageh we can probably get them all up and ready to go by nightfall, sah- though a morning march might do bettah." His gaze falls to the ground, adding in a quieter tone, "And I can request a squad of skirmishers I've trained to stand by in case there's fighting in the town, if you'h worried about that, sah."
Olivia nods. "We'll be ready," she says, whilst trying to get Varus to leave. As she passes Greg and Terrence, she pauses. "I'm...sorry. The healers say he's perfectly fine, aside from the headaches and memory loss... I'm hoping getting back to active duty will make him come all the way back, but I apologize for the burden on you both..."
Felicity nods. "I c'n get th' patrol ready t'march by dawn tomorrow, no problem." She stands and goes to head out the door, pausing as Olivia voices her apologies. The lower ranking hares file past the Sergeant as she thinks. Then, glancing at Terrence and Greg, she says, "She's there foh 'im all th' way...but who's there foh 'er?" before walking out the door to get everything ready to leave at daybreak (unless Greg tells her otherwise, of course).
"Mornin'" Greg agrees. Partly because marching off in the middle of the night was good for no one both for safety and moral. Partly also because though he didn't like leaving with such short notice for his daughter. Olivia he nods to, offering a small smile "Don't worry about it, we'll keep him out of trouble" He considers the idea of skirmishers for barely any time before he nods to Terrence and mutters "Probably wise but they're not tah step in without ordahs" they were told not to look for a fight and he'd try to avoid it but the village had a lot of trouble lately, he'd like to be prepared. Standing he took his bits of paper with him "Tah work then. Gathah yah things and get a good nights sleep, we leave in the mornin'"
Not sure what to say to the retired lieutenant, Terrence simply nods, glancing to Greg, "Right then sah, I'll go notify them. See you lot at dawn, wot."
And the master-sergeant ducks out of the room.
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