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WHO:

Vojin Longtail-me-Head Guard of Ferravale

Kirk Woodmoss- Former Fighter in Mossflower Defenders

Ironbark Swiftfoot- Archer in Mossflower Defenders

Rayen- Mercenary and Healer

Fangsharp- Assassin in Evil Horde

Stormfang- Fighter in Evil Horde

Patch- Spy,Tavern Worker, Annoying rat

A couple spoofed mice

Log:
***Starts on Ferravale path and ends at Ferravale Gates ***

Kirk keeps somewhat alert and frowns as he walked along with another mouse "S..so your sure they are out here somewhere still?"

The mouse with him nodded "Yes, my sister sort of dislikes a lot of beast...a hermit ok, but she still needs at the abbey, I am sure they can find some, I don't know..closet she can be a hermit in"

Stormfang grins "The stupid otters thought I was easy to guard, yeah unties my paws so I could eat heee hee...Camp Willow has two less otter guards."

Fangsharp follows close by and then motions to stop as he scans the area and sniffs the air and just grins as he walks down a path.

Kirk nods as they look around "Its too quiet."

The other mouse just chuckles "Its fine, this area is quiet its why Molly likes it" They are soon at the hut , they knock.

Stormfang just sighs and follows the lizard, he then slows and smirks "Mouses...heee heee"Yes it should be mice but he talks that way"Let's get them"

Fangsharp just snorts and charges, he doesn't like to wait it seems. He goes right to the mice and hisses looking to grab one of them.

Kirk gasps and draws out a dagger ready to fight, if that is what is needed.

Meanwhile the other mouse shoves Kirk out of the way and gets grabbed by the lizard. Molly backs away and starts crying. This is turning out to be a bad morning.

Stormfang grins and follows, sword draw,"This looks like fun" He has a couple others with him as well, fellow rats.

Fangsharp smirks, the mouse is easily killed, as the lizard grabs Molly and then just decides "You win...wizzzz freez pass to being zzzlave" He watches Stormfang and Kirk "Izz Defender...kill himz" He then leaves with the one mouse maid.

Kirk eyes go wide and he decides, he should just run, he heads towards Ferravale,"Help...Help...horde beasts, they killed a beast and got a slave too"

Molly shivers in fear as she is taken to where ever the slaves are.

Stormfang gives chase and pulls out a dagger he flicks at the mouse's back. This one is ment to stop him from running

Kirk tenses up in pain and falls into a puddle of water, lucky sideways as he coughs. The dagger in his back.

Stormfang walks over slowly and bends down "Sorry...but see my boss is about to send a large group of horde beasts to Ferrvale and...well claim it as his.....oh yeah I wasn't supposed to say that"He frowns as he then grins again and has his cutlass as he rolls the mouse over and lays the blade at his throat.

Kirk tenses up as he is rolled over and frowns "I..I will stay..quiet..I promise...please don

Kirk tenses up as he is rolled over and frowns "I..I will stay..quiet..I promise...please don't kill me"

Stormfang seems to think on this and then just pushes the blade against his throat and makes a quick slice, slowly stands and walks away.

Kirk feels pain briefly and then nothing after a short moment or two, his eyes are still open but no is no life showing in them.
Unknown to the vermin a rat, one Patch, watches and waits till they leave and then goes to check the mouse for a pulse and sighs , he looks at the clothing and frowns before hurrying off towards Ferravale

An arrow is fired at the rat and a voice “Halt..vile vermin”

Patch screams as an arrow barely misses his foot paw and looks around.

Ironbark comes out of hiding, “You killed the mouse back there?”

Patch rolls his eyes “No, not that ya believe me ya  trigger happy woodlander...ya could of took me eye out. I didn't do nutting..Ormaz's horde did...that mouse is..was..a Defender.”

Ironbark just narrows his eyes as if he is unsure of weather to trust a rat or not, he looks at the path behind him and back to the rat”I will take the mouse to the abbey...you will warn others of these...horde beasts...also I like you not” He then disappears into the trees.

Patch  mutters “I like ya not....what ever...dislike ya too” Then he is off once again.

Vojin is on duty, when is he not lately with the chieftain missing. Things have been quiet and in his mind way too quiet as he looks around and shakes his head.

Patch comes hurrying towards the head guard "Hey...hey we may have trouble coming, just seen a group of those horde beasts, they killed some mouse in a Defenders outfit and another mouse, and there was one they took, likely to that slave base of there's.....and that's not all, I think they may be aiming to attack the village soon. You may want to get some fighters together, like de guards"

Vojin looks at Patch "Horde beasts have been around the path, how many?" He frowns "A defender mouse?" He looks around and back to Patch"Was the stoat seen, could you safely tell?"

Patch shakes his head "No just checked de mouse..throat slit and an arrow in his back, that arrow was ment to keep him from moving right away..some sort of odd herb...makes ya not be able to move few an hour or so cause one got me leg a couple days ago but I managed  to crawl under a log and play dead"

Vojin nods and tries to think quickly "I am unsure where the rest of those Mossflower Defenders are...abbey maybe, they will need to know of their mouse friend."

Patch says, "Well...that Rigel is here, some squirrel named Ironbark, he may be getting the mouse to the abbey....there is a couple otters here that's members, Dot and Dash..annoying if ask me think they are hares or sumthing.....""

A vixen comes into view "You have me too...may be unwise but"She removes the hood, its Rayen.

Vojin nods and blinks "Rayen...welcome back yeah we can use a fighter and if you still have em healer skills"

Patch jumps and taps a foot paw "When ya learn how ta sneak up on a beast...good grief lady!"

The vixen just glares and looks at Vojin afterwards "Why would I lose healer skills...one does not lose skills, they may just use them less"

Vojin sighs "Stop arguing, now lets see what we can do before we get trouble though my guess is not much....one of you find Marek, the other find Nightbreath..I will...ready what fighters and guards I can"

Kakarauri- Archer and Assassin in Black Rose

Junefur- Otter Slave

Oz Winters- Badger Mother of Redwall

Brother Rafael-Master Healer of Redwall(Spoofed by Oz)

Assorted slaves,vermin and guards

Log:

**Near the river not very far from the bridge and some ways into the woods...****

It was another hot day and so the guards were slightly lazy, what ever really happen anyways as the slaves feared  their captors. But one slave, an otter maid was going to take a chance, a chance to freedom as she edged closer, ever so closer to the river where they were being forced to gather fish and water to take back to the slave base not too far down a hidden trail. No she would not head down that trail, that  half a mile trail into the tall woods, full of weeds,thorns and who knew what else but it hid the trail after one went a short ways. She gulped and looked left and right.

Kakarauri  didn't seem to care about the summer heat, she seemed to just blame the slaves for it, “Hurry up and get the water into those barrels and you...”She points to a hare “Get those two barrels back...move it!” The hare noded in fear and a fox made sure he indeed took the barrels back.

A couple otters had a pile of fish, fish they could not eat it was for the horde beast. The female otter frowned and started to dive into the water, some otters were...5 in total with her, to get fish..they may just think she is doing that and so she dives!

Tassel is here panting in the heat and falls to her knees as she shivers..she dares and does so, a few sips of life giving water and coughs it down. She is clearly with child and not doing so well at all.

Falk is nearby, he dives to get his own fish and then is up in a tree as he watches and then rips apart the fish eating it.

Kakarauri  notices Tassel right away and goes over to her shoving her to the side”You DARE steal water from your masters!”She goes to drag her to the river “You want water so bad...here...drink!” She throws her into the water, knowing full well the shape Tassel is in.

The female otter already in the water surfaces and gasps, she has come to know the otter maid as a friend as  when your a slave you tend to grow close to other slaves “Tassel!”

Falk notices but its lunch time so he is eating, sorry all.

Tassel kicks out at the marten and then feels herself fly and then sink into the swift river current. She is an otter yes, but she is with child and ill right now from being a slave.

Kakarauri  growls and points to the other otter “Get her, let the one with dibbun drown, the other recapture her now!” A couple ferrets and a rat jump in after the otter maid.

The otter maid dives and then resurfaces with Tassel and makes a bee line for the shore and gasps, sometimes dangers are not always vermin, they sometimes lie in wait in the water and that is a large Pike as she screams and swims faster.

The pike grabs her leg and tries to make the otter sink, along with the other otter she currently holds on to.

Falk notices the stired up water and tilts his head, he puffs out when he notices the large pike!

Kakarauri  just grins “Yes!!!!! Punishment for escapeing1”The other slaves on the shore gasp as the marten grins “Watch that is an order” She says to 4 other otters, a couple hares and a vole.” This is what happens when one thinks they can escape us..they are punished!”

Tassel whimpers as she sinks and coughs as she resurfaces and looks at her fellow otter  maid.“..Junefur....”She then passes out, not to good a think with a Pike in the water.

The otter maid, Junefur, yells out as the pike sinks its teeth into her leg but she manages to get free and somehow barely to shore. A large gash, pouring blood down her leg as she shivers and collapse. But she forces herself to get up and try her best to get Tassel elsewhere, anywhere but here.

The pike meanwhile..sees the ferrets and rat, they are closer and so his interests goes to them and he opens his mouth and goes to try and claim a different lunch.

The lone rat scrams as the pike bites down and then shallows him, the two ferrets look at each other and then start a race of whom can get to shore faster, one makes it, the other is dragged to the river bottom to be desert for he pike.

Kakarauri  snorts, “They are escaping! Idiots!” The ferret frowns and goes to help.

Tassel leans on her friend and stirs a little in a semi awake state..”Junepaw....your bleeding.....”

Karth happen to be not too far from this location as he is on patrol, and trying to look for clues, on a tip, as to where some Black Rose beasts may be. He has his longbow with him and scans the area as he frowns at the noise not far from the bridge, but then he comes across the two otters and his eyes widen as he hurries to their sides.

Junefur smiles weakly at her friend “I..I am...”She is not ok as being a slave and beat with whips was bad enough, now she is losing blood quickly, her vision already dimming when she sees Karth.

Tassel whimpers, she is sore, weak herself but lucky not injured, she sees Karth and weakly reaches for him as she starts to lose consciousness.

Kakarauri  catches up and glares at the 3 otters and smirks “End of the line and look a NEW slave to add to our...collection”

Karth has no choice but to put his longbow  on his back and scoop the otter maid up in his arms, he looks at Junefur and frowns. From the woods comes a squirrel who is also in Defenders and gasps in shock”Get her..lets go run!” The squirrel gets Junefur and asks no questions, when a patrol leader says run you don't ask why, you obey and run following him wherever.

Junefur is slipping away fast and barely holding on to life, the one thing keeping her from dying is where the wound is, there is some pressure being applied from the tight grip of the squirrel as they run to hopefully safety.

Falk scans the woodlands and calls out “Otters and squirrel go south, headed to Redwall...caw”

Kakarauri  nods and her and the ferret give chase”They wont make it if I have anything to do with it”

Karth just runs and looks at Elm “Just keep running the abbey is close lad”

Elm nods “Yes..I know, the one otter is badly hurt she will need a healer sir”

The insane Martin has caught up and smirks “I hate woodlanders.....they need a gift, a gift of death!”

Tassel is barely awake now as she is carried down the road.

Junefur is semi awake and just stareing into space pretty much, not there really.

Karth nods and smiles “Redwall Abbey...we made it Elm, now we get to the gate and inside lad!”

Kakarauri was NOT having it, noo..slaves and a possible slave escaping, these stupid Defenders needed to like..well...DIE!!!!! She fires off another arrow, she carries not who it hits, hey moving targets are fun.

****Redwall Abbey Gates***

Karth grunts as trying to carry someone and run was not always good, and then he turns at a gurgled gagging  sound only to see Elm, the squirrel with an arrow in his throat, he slides to a stop and quickly is at Elm's side "Elm!" He takes a pulse,none, but the other otter maid, Junefur...he lifts and carrys her, being slowed down is bad and he knows it but the abbey is a few footpaws away as he yells out a call for help and hopefully they open those darn gates!

Tassel whimpers slightly when they stop a very short while and then shivers a little, a slight wave of pain floods her..she passes out fully now.

Junefur feels herself fall only to be lifted up again as she mutters to the otter..."Kenya.....tell her....sooo sorry...mommy...loves...."And she goes limp.

Oz is not usually at the gates, but right now he is and helps a couple beasts quickly open the doors and makes sure the fleeing beasts get inside, the ferret that's with the marten is slammed into the chest with his staff. He may be blind but he can hear footpaws and voices.

Kakarauri snarls as she will not be made a fool, they think they can so easily escape. She cackles "Its a stripedog..."She studies him and grins "Its blind..more fun to slay"As she goes to use one blade, in her mind she only needs one blade. The ferret is knocked backwards and groans, he then yips when he sees the badger , yeah he wont be much help to the marten..cause yeah badgers scare him.

Karth rushes in and collapse in the entry..deep breaths as he was carring two otters...Tassel and Junefur those last few steps. He coughs as a few beasts come to his aid and get the two female otters to the infirm as he shakes a little "Elm....elm out there....road..."

Tassel is picked up and taken to the infirm as voices she can hear before she falls deeper into unconsciousness "She..she is with child" "She needs a healer right away.." "What of the other one...oh no..."

Junefur is sadly dead, her wounds her weaken state too much for her. She is laid aside a bit out of the way as a healer also checks on Karth and a couple door guards frown,"Gate needs close.".. "But Oz is still out there..."

Oz stays very alert and listens, notes where paw steps are and manages to avoid the long blade, it does cut his cheek a little. The staff goes to slam into the martens paw.

Karth pants and allows the help "I am..fine...the otter maid tend to her...."He stands a little shakie and starts to go help Oz only to fall flat on his face...yeah Karth may not be the best aid right now.

Kakarauri is cackling insanely, yes kill the...she then screams in pain and shock as the staff slams into her paw and she drops her blade. The pain is intense as she growls in pain..well she has her other paw she can get a blade with, then a couple arrows fall at her, one misses and one hits her in the ear as she howls, battle fire alive in her eyes "Your a dead beast!!! next time I SEE YOU!!!!" She snorts and goes to gran the stupid ferret, failed help and bolts up the road, the only other thing she took time to grab with her seriously now swelling paw was her blade.

***Redwall Abbey Entry****

And perfect or not so perfect timing Kenya is in the entry, she sees Junefur and goes to rush to her only to be held back by a Brother Josh, a rabbit ."No let me go..mommy!!!!"

Oz quickly gets back inside and makes sure the door is shut and locked again. Hearing Kenya he frowns, he walks over to the order Brother and whispers to him and if he can will carry Kenya to the infirm, and get something for his now bleeding cheek.

Karth stands and shoos away offered help and groans as he asks "Elm?" One of the wall guards did get the lifeless squirrel inside as the otter sighs and walks to follow Oz.."The other female otter...she was the child's mother?"

Kenya screams, she kicks at Oz and screams some more and struggles to get loose and then just sobs into his robes finally and only stops when she has cried herself to sleep in his arms.

**Redwall Abbey Infirmary ****

Oz just sits down and doesn't answer right away, he just holds Kenya and says calming words over and over again till he feels her quiet and go to sleep. He then lays her on a cot and sits back down, finally answering the sea otter "It..would appear"

Brother Rapael frowns as he tends to all this, and gets a rag to clean Oz's cheek "I say what in the seasons happen? Do I want to know...likely not is my best guess"

Tassel stirs a little and groans."Where...Junefur...noooo...stop...help..."She is a little out of it, and oh yeah by the way clearly with dibbun.

Karth frowns "Slavers....the two lasses somehow broke free. Me and Elm came to their aid and the crazy marten gave chase. She killed Elm...there was also that ferret with her."

Oz nods, the cheek wound is not to bad and easily tended too. He sighs softly"We can...bury Elm and the otter maid, seems her name was Junefur...in the graveyard."

Brother Rafael sighs and checks on Tassel, only to frown"She is with dibbun, this is not good...doesn't appear to be due..too soon...still I am unsure..clearly not good and the other otter maid was Kenya's..mother?" He frowns.

Tassel mutters in her semi-conscious state, she also has a slight fever from her enslavement and the dibbun she carries is likely due in a few weeks.

Karth frowns,and feeling a little more clear headed he looks at the badger "How did you manage to not be more seriously injuries by that insane beast?"

Oz shrugs "Extreme luck? I don't know but I have a feeling she will be back, I injured her paw. I know the staff connected with it fairly hard, she may of tried to attack again but the wall guards fired arrows I believe and she choose the wiser path of leaving."

Brother Rafael just blinks "You mean you could of been more seriously hurt?!" He sighs and just seems happy he wasn't as he nods. He checks on Tassel again and frowns "Well I am glad...you were not seriously hurt Oz. I rather not deal with more..and should you be walking around? He looks right at Karth.

Karth answers "I am fine..chain mail under the tunic, I am only tried, you try and carry two beasts and see how you feel"

Oz raises a paw "Calm down....both of you."The cut on his cheek still bleeds a little "Karth you should rest...as for Junefur and Elm....I can speak to Elmef or Benar on how to handle that"

Brother Rapael just sighs and sits down"Of course..sorry."He frowns "2 dead beasts....at least the otter maid is alive but she is weak, ill from the time she was enslaved clearly and she is with dibbun...has any one found Anatole ?"

Karth nods "I can let Anatole know of Tassel...."

Oz nods as he stays where he is"And this could of ended worse...yes, but it didn't. As for the insane marten...we can keep an eye out for her."

Karth sighs as he stands"I am going to tell Anatole his mate is in the infirm..some beasts needs some good news today" He walks off quietly, he most likely is gonna take a well needed nap after giving the news.

Who:

Private Ewan Benjamin Delaney Tanner  Mosswell Jahveri - Fighter Hare of he LP

Private Vanya- Runner/ Archer in the LP

Terrence- Fighter Hare in the LP

Log:

Vanya is clearly new around here, or been away a little while as she sits here and eats some fish and a little carrot cake. But the chair she has chosen to sit in and her foot paws sort of on the arm of the chair...well she is cozy but the chair is much too large for her and clearly not for a hare.

Ewan walks over slowly and frowns, "Umm...excuse me...lass?" He waits on a reply and has yet to get anything to eat for himself.

Vanya sips some cordial she has and looks at the hare, speaking in a monotone voice "Yes? If it's where is the grub..."She points to the far tables where different food and drinks are and takes a bite of her food.

Ewan ears droop a little and then perk back up "It's just maybe ya should sit elsewhere, that's sort of...well.." He rubs the back of his neck "His Lordship's chair and he may want to sit thar when he comes down for lunch"

The door to mess opens then, several hares entering, breaking for the food. However, one of them, holding quite the bit of papers, makes his way over to the two hares already in the room instead. "Privates Ewan and Vanya?" Terrence asks, not really looking up from the papers.

Vanya just sips her drink and speaks "Is he here right now?..Nope" She looks at Terrence and waves with her not holding a drink paw "Yes, I am Vanya, having a lunch break and this chair was interesting so I sat in it."

Ewan starts to say something else and then comes to attention when the officer comes in "Hallo Sur..Private Ewan here sur." He looks over at the hare maid and just frowns again.

Terrence nods to Ewan giving a slight smile, then raises an eyebrow when he notices were exactly Vanya is sitting, saying, "Er, well, miss, I wouldn't sit there if I were you. Got to respect the lord's favorite chair, y'know?" The smile is replaced with a more neutral expression, and the paper work seems to be forgotten in that moment.

Vanya shrugs "If he comes into the room and says move...I will move sur"

Ewan frowns but decides to just not ask and nods to the officer "So is something needed, ummm needing done today sir?"

Terrence says, "I see. Anyway," Terrence says, dropping the subject for now, and turning more towards Ewan, "I believe now you two are in Sargent Worrick Laskey's patrol." He pauses for a moment, taking out two papers, and, with a bit of difficulty due to the other papers, hands the two hares one each. "With me, actually. Here are your notices for the station." After another pause, he adds, "And now you two can drop the sah, we're off duty in the mess, after all!" "

Vanya takes the paper and looks at it closely, "How interesting, not sure on how early I would get up I do so hate early mornings."

Ewan looks over his own paper" Yes Sur...I mean..then wot do we call you off duty?" He keeps the paper and will likely look over a couple more times to remember it and then place it somewhere safe."Fighters and runners do a lot, I am not sure on how much healers do, likely not nearly as much"

Terrence sighs, muttering under his breath at her words, "Well, the coming weeks'll be fun for you then, no doubt..." Looking at Ewan, he just shrugs. "I dunno. Terry, I suppose. And there's a couple more hares in our group, don't worry. Even mix of runners and fighters - I still count as one, after all."

Vanya rolls her eyes and folds the paper and slides it into a pack she has on her shoulder"Mornings are not fun, its not always easy to wake up and why train so much...nuthing ever happens around here."

Ewan nods "Ok...and there was a drunk sea rat on the shores late last night that was casueing a little trouble, not much though but I do not know wot happen, he may of been escorted to the town up shore"

"Ah, yes. Heard about that." Terrence says, sitting down. The hall is a bit more full than earlier. "And word of advice, Vanya, I wouldn't go rolling my eyes in front of our Sarge if I were you - he rather likes training and keeping his troops in line." Leaning, he gives a small glance to the food table. "And trust me, I'm not as thrilled about having Ol' Laskey as you two are. Or will be, at least."

Vanya says, "Let me guess, they are tough and make sure you train hard sort of hare. I already can run fast and I am very good with the longbow"

Ewan says, "Well guess we find out later today and training is important. It keeps one in shape and you never know when a threat will come around or maybe beasts who need our help. We may even need to go on a long patrol and who knows wot we will run into then, the swamps like...have toads, not that they come to the beach but if we are near the swamps""

Terrence says, as he stands, "Training is important, yes. But Laskey - well, what you described about him is a bit of an understatement. He's been in many battles himself, you know, lost an eye, even, and he likes having his unit in top shape- and he hates it when one of his hares gets themselves killed because they weren't. Anyway, I'm gonna grab grub now." He makes way over to the food, grabbing a tray.

Vanya just stares and then "Well their fault if they die now isn't it, not his" She yawns and stand, finally out of the Badger Lord's chair and gets a little more food and sits, wow..in a normal chair as she speaks "That chair is a bit too large to get cozy in" Takes a sip of her drink.

Ewan nods "Let's hope nothing major bally well comes around" He decides to get himself something to eat and a drink of juice and sits down now.

Coming back with a fully laden tray, Terrence sits across from Ewan. He didn't catch Vanya's words. "Also - I assume Sargent Laskey would be one of the best to be under if we were to be in a fight...Though when not, well..." He takes a log draft of his own drink, tea.

Vanya asks, "Most avoid the western shores, they know to not cause trouble and I have yet to really see the town, how often do hares go there?"

Ewan says, "I..hope we wont have to have any major battle, of course I would help in one if, well...they picked me to go but I am not good good with the saber in like a big battle I don't think"

Terrence laughs. "A spear or other polearms are the main weapon we use in battle - and training - blades are for backup usually. So don't worry - your dirk'll do fine in close combat, really. Better than a saber, actually." He takes a bite of a pot pie. "And as for the town up north, well, there's usually a patrol or squad sent up there most of the time. Haven't been there myself, to be honest."

Vanya shrugs "I would use my longbow, shoot the enemy at a distance, why let em' get too close after all

Ewan says, "I am very good at dirk and I can learn to use a spear but I guess that's part of training then."

"And what happens when there's more than five targets," Terrence asks, rhetorically, "And you have to work well with the hares around you?" He looks over at Ewan, "Spear are easy enough- just poke the blighter before they get to you!" Rubbing his chin, he adds, after a moment, "Though to be frank I have yet to use on in combat."

Vanya thinks and answers "Hope someone else is paying attention and also working to kill the vermin and it pays to stay very alert or least try your best to"

Ewan frowns "5...ummmm pray?" He sighs and nods "Well spears are long and yeah I would hope that everyone is alert and helping ta made jolly well sure no one dies, though in serious battles lives will sadly be lost"

Terrence puts his head in his paws. "Jolly well got quite the bit of work to do..." He mutters, then looks up. "Yes. And each of you'll be trained how to fight - whether armed with a spear, dagger, or just your bare paws! Probably slings too - though Vanya might get out of that with her longbow." His food is now forgotten. "The thing is - each of us need to rely on the other. Never know what might happen, and who you'll be required to stand with, when it comes to it. And both of you need to be ready to be the ones alert and prepped for a fight if a fight is whats needed. And not just trying, but /doing/ your best."

Vanya nods, she can be serious and not rude and seemingly not paying attention "Yes..of course. Hares of the Long Patrol are made for battle, even our healers know some fighting skill."

Ewan says, "Speaking of the healers we for sure need to make sure they are keep safe and when needed get them to who needs a healer or whom ever needs healing to them""

"Well, from what I can recall," Terrence says, "Healers in the Patrol can look after themselves- and just as ready as the rest of us to do their part. You can take solace in the fact that you won't be required to worry about them. That's for the sarge to worry about. And if we're all prepared and well trained, we can keep the need for healers at the minimum - and the death toll lower, as well." He's rather grave as he says this all, "Most of the time, the beasts we are fighting aren't well prepared or trained. And they don't work well together - as a unit or even having a basic concept of orders and following them. And trust me, it does make things easier to deal with them!"

Vanya says, "There hasn't been trouble for a long while and we can see fairly far from different levels on the Mt...the sea and the coast and even a little ways further on shore we would see vermin coming and be prepared.""

Ewan nods "Yeah..I am not sure I want in a large battle, I mean...if you get scared or something, it could mess up your fighting skills , besides if the Badger Lord came and helped I think most of the villeins would run rather than fight us, wouldn't they?"

Leaning back, Terrence gives both of them a long, hard look. "Tell me," he asks, after a pause, "What did you think you were signing up for when you joined?"

Vanya blinks, that's an interesting question "Well" She sits up better "A chance to improove my archer skills and use my running speed for something good, to help others sur"

Ewan frowns "I...well me brother is in the Long Patrol and I had a..father but he was killed by a stoat some seasons ago, me brother sort of took me in and an uncle who is a healer here but I don't know too much healer stuff. I..I guess I want to, well...make them proud, maybe see if I am long patrol material or not. I do want to protect others and make sure no one dies"

"To protect and help others. To do /good/." Terrence says, leaning back. "Do you think we can do that to the best of our abilities if we just sit around this mountain growing fat and lazy?" He lets the words hang in the air for a moment, looking at the two in turn. "And lets say all the villainous beasts are too scared to approach us and run away. What do you think happens to those places they run to? It wouldn't be good, that's for certain. The Long Patrol is meant to do good, wot. To help those who can't help themselves. And we wouldn't be doing anything for /anyone/ to be proud of if we just sit and eat and avoid training."

Vanya listens carefully and nods after a few moments "Yes...training is important but why so early in the morning fer?"

Ewan would ask that but lucky he doesn't have to now, he will simply listen for now and not speak much. He does frown"It would be bad if the vermin found some helpless like village or traveling beasts, some do come around here and visit, not often and usually its just beasts passing this way"

Terrence relaxes, his point made. "Exactly, Ewan." With a slight grin, he says, "Well, for training so early, in my experience, well, it makes training later in the morning easier, for a start! If you can get ready for battle at the crack of dawn with an empty stomach and sleep in your eye than you can get ready for it at the best part of the day after a full meal easily!'

Vanya says, "I suppose one would be ready for a meal after a long day, if one is not too stressed to eat that is""

Ewan chuckles "I don't think a hare would ever be too stressed out ta eat less, well maybe they would be one never knows"

Terrence nods. "Yes. Speaking of which..." He starts eating again, seeming intent on finishing it all before speaking again.

Vanya shakes her head and sips the rest of her drink "One never knows, stress happens after all"

Ewan shrugs as he finally eats some food and drink his juice "Yeah, I guess but stress is still bally well bad ta have lass"

Having finished, leaving a sizable pile of dishes, Terrence stands once again. "Well, learning what to do in situations that might be stressful can help. And, er, speaking of stress- and the causes - I need to get the rest of these papers sorted before the poor clerk has a hissy fit!" He takes the tray full of dishes and puts them with the others, coming back to grab the small pile of papers from the table, nodding to Ewan and Vanya as he does so. "Good afternoon to you both, mates - be seeing you soon!" And then he is on his way out and soon gone.

Vanya nods and yawns "Well wot should we do then? It would be nice to have a day off. We do get days off right?"

Ewan blinks and answers "I..think so. But not today I don't think and....well...yeah. Do you think we will ever go on a long patrol?"

Vanya shrugs "Who cares if we do or not, I would hope they make sure we are ready first." She stands and hmmms as the hall is a bit more empty "Where is every hare at anyhow?"

Ewan shrugs and about then one tall and very peeved hare storms over to them and glares at the privates"Your two are ...LATE!!!" He grins "Soooo...guess who gets to do double the stuff today, you two...now march to it, at attention before I make it more" He smirks.

Vanya stands and frowns for the first time, ok this tall hare is a bit bossy and...maybe scary, fine she will listen and does what ever he wants, double the work...well her day is ruined and trust me she WILL find some poor soul to blame it on.

Ewan quickly stands and salutes, the chair he was in falls backwards and yet he is still at attention. He follows the tall, yep bit scary, hare out and to his...doom? Well he may feel like it was to his doom once the day is over and he is sore all over and so tried he is asleep before his head hits his favorite pillow.