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**Camp Willow Archery Range**
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Zolomon-Archer/Runner and Private First Class in the LP

Gaheris- Skipper of the otters of Camp Willow

Rionach - Otter of Camp Willow

Xander- Leader of Mossflower Defenders

LOG:

Zolomon is practiceing, not that he really needs it he has hit the center of the target 9 out of 10 times, he sighs going to get the arrows and muttering.An otter who been watching him just sits quietly"So...you seem...moody" The hare nods "Yes...decide ta train a recruit, yep see how ready she be fer de patrol, she decides to explore the woods...and now that vermin has her and wants me friend...want to find him and fill the weasel chap with arrows now"

Gaheris is ever on the move. He's been covering a guard shift but finishing that isn't the end to his day as he heads for the training grounds to check for reports. The moment he gets there he sees the hare though and after a deep breath he heads for Zolomon "'Ey. Y're the 'are I 'aven't seen...or one of 'em"

Zolomon turns around as he nods "Hallo, ya must be Skipper, I am Zolomon."He puts his longbow down to shake a paw,"Thar is me..Ewan and...well Reva is in a bit of trouble, but got a good idea where she is. Its just figuring out de best way to get her and not give the foul weasel chap want he seems to want"

Gaheris quickly reaches out to shake the paw "Aye that's me, nice t'meet y'. Wha's 'appened t'yer friend now?" he looks a bit concerned already.

Zolomon sighs "Reva, LP recruit..the weasel Jaecar, the one after Hawkeye..managed to capture Reva when she went to explore the woods..Jaecar wants Ewan and Hawkeye to meet him at his camp to get her back, No one is gonna do wot he says but need to get the recruit back and ...make sure the weasel chap is not a threat anymore just working on figuring it out without involving Ewan and for certain not Hawkeye, the vermin wants revenge for the fight, he was likely gonna finish off Hawkeye when Ewan knocked the weasel out and got Hawkeye ta camp....it was decided to get him here fer a healer as it was closer than the abbe."

Gaheris sighs heavily and runs a paw over his head "I 'ate 'ostage stuff, it makes everythin' 'arder...Look. If y'want t'take a couple of otters with y'we've got pretty good at 'idin' out of sight until it's time t'attack. Make one look old enough maybe weasel will even think they're Hawkeye an' y'can surprise 'im"

Zolomon says, "I don't, gonna try and figure it out. Its possible he has one other beast helping him"

Gaheris shakes his head "They're never alone. There's always another just waitin' t'stab y'in the back. Just tell me if y'want the help"

Zolomon nods "Help might be wise, tis just the beast who helped him..."He frowns and shakes his head, "His name be Hanzi...sort of went a bit..off..insane don't know"

Gaheris sighs heavily "So there's at least two now...Y'know I don't think I've got t'know any vermin enough t'really be on a first name basis with them"

Zolomon frowns "Hanzi...hate ta say it, he's a hare. He..got banished from the western shores by the Badger Lord..seems Hanzi wandered back here. Why is he helping the weasel...likely cause he hates the Long Patrol and any friend to them"

Gaheris frowns at Zolomon, thinking. "A hare?" he repeats eventually "...I'm tryin' t'find a nice way t'ask what's wrong with the world but I've got nothin'" He sighs again "Y'always 'ave this much trouble travellin'?"

Zolomon says, "Not always. I came along ta get away for a while...sort of on leave and have to be back before autumn starts, likely be back before then. Just....needed time...away"He sounds a bit sad now."Ewan lives at the abbey so course he stays..Reva will head back with me, least hope so""

Gaheris rubs the base of his whiskers "Sorry, this is the first time we've 'ad vermin really on the doorstep since everythin' 'appened. It's 'ard not t'worry about it and remember it's just the one...an' now the hare too. Y'welcome of course, not y'fault some weasel has decided t'fight yer friends"

Zolomon says, "Hopefully we get this..weasel issue taken care of and without much if any injuries. I mean...all it would take is one clear shot and..dead weasel"

Since stepping foot back in Camp Willow, Rionach has been able to bring herself to call it "home". It's not home - not anymore. It's a village of ghosts where home used to be - it feels foreign and wrong, but familiar at the same time. The one-eyed otter maid hasn't slept since arriving, and it shows; as she drags herself into the training area, her movements are fatigued and her gaze flicks warily from side to side - she's holding a javelin, but before she can approach a training dummy, she catches the conversation between the Skipper's son - the Skipper, she reminds herself - and a hare. "We go' troubles already?" She grunts, limping in that direction.

"That's my hope but I'll be happier when it's done" The Skipper says as he glances back to the camp buildings. Still reassuringly all there and fine. He quickly looks round as Rionach appears "Just visitors an' some weasel with a grudge. Nothin' t'worry about, nothin's in the camp" he replies immediately and firmly. If he says it with confidence he can pretend he believes it.

Zolomon says, "I think your otters are making sure of no one in camp. No vermin...."He stops, well there is one "Thar is one...a fox cub but he is a dibbun and will leave when Hawkeye feels better enough ta leave but first....de weasel needs ta die, not sure bout..Hanzi"He frowns, just to shot at a fellow hare, unless he gets a reason just feels...wrong."

The otter's eye narrows and she lets out a slow exhale... But there is a peace in it, as if she's become more comfortable in catastrophe than peace since being taken. But Zolomon's next assertion illicits a more... Aggressive reaction from Rionach. "Why in hellsteeth is there a fox in th'Camp?" She growls, grip tightening on her javelin. "Dibbun'r not." She rounds on Gaheris. "Why's it 'ere?"

Gaheris sighs very heavily and rubs the bridge of his nose. He's barely got any sleep since Hawkeye arrived either but he rarely sleeps well anyway "The old otter, Hawkeye, adopted the fox cub. Hawkeye, Sinway from the abbey order an' the hares 'ave vouched for 'im. 'e's been checked f'weapons an' 'e's barely big enough t'reach past yer waist. He's not a threat an' I ain't goin' t'make this worse for the old otter stuck in the infirmary"

Zolomon frowns but is listening carefully "He's fine...."He thinks "If I ...need ta I can take him to the abbey, or Ferravale."He wants to make sure no one is hurt, and help the camp be at peace..what to do, what to do. He looks between them"He is staying in one place, not walking around"

There is a tension in Rionach's jaw that doesn't dissipate with Gaheris' explanation. To the scarred ottermaid, all she hears is talk of outsiders bringing in vermin, but if she learned anything in captivity, it was to watch her tongue with authority. Instead, her glare deepens with a hiss before she averts her gaze. "An' 'ere I thought comin' back'd be borin'." She snorts after a pause, still looking away from Zolomon and Gaheris, as if the clump of dirt to her left has become incredibly fascinating.

Gaheris can tell she's not happy about it "He's stayin' in the infirmary with Hawkeye, just leave it be. They'll not stay long" he gestures to Zolomon "Just point us at the weasel so he's dead...an' if tha' insane hare y'were talkin' about is goin' t'be trouble then y'best be givin' us his description. I don't care if he's yer brother or somethin' if he comes 'ere we'll shoot 'im" he huffs out a little irritation "I'd kill f'borin'. Got fields an' plant stuff t'worry about"

Zolomon says, "He's not related..."He gives a desc of Hanzi though and sighs"Let's hope Hanzi will be smart and not be around here....as fer the weasel, either one of your otters....or me...will kill the weasel, prove can be brought if ya want. As for..Hawkeye I can see how he feels maybe get him to Ferravale, tis close enough."Though there is worry the weasel will show up."

"I'm no warrior." Rionach grunts, hefting her javelin up to her shoulder with an easy flick of the wrist. "Bu' I could fancy a good 'unt." She turns a wince towards the Main Grounds. "Haven't... Been able t'bring m'self t'go back to th'workshop. I will, jus'..." Her nose wrinkles and she turns back to Gaheris and Zolomon. "I won' kill th'fox, bu' jus' want it stated tha' I think is a mistake t'have one of 'em here." Her teeth flash briefly. "S'disrespectful. Tha's all I'll say onnit."

Xander had not really planed on getting back this soon, but he just sort of ran, then jogged and walked looking around the camp to check on his friends, he ends up coming to where Zolomon is and is just quiet right now, been a sort of bad day...night or what ever.

"We'll deal with the weasel first then see wha' the 'ealers say. He's safe 'ere f'now" the Skipper replies to Zolomon before he looks back to Rion "We'll 'ave another group out lookin' this afternoon, y'feel the fancy t'unt 'em down y'can join us" his whiskers twitch at the workshop mention though "It's a new workshop, I know...But 'ey, I made most of the stuff in there meself. If y'do go y'can tell me everythin' I did wrong" it's hard to miss the badger appearing though "Ah, well there's badger number two then. 'ey"

Zolomon nods and then notices Xander "Xander...ya.."And he notices the quiet, no hello here.."Xandy?" He walks over slowly"Hey...something came up .."Maybe it can wait, "You ok xandy, your not usually quiet"

"Aye, m'sure th'grain is all wrong an'yer joints are mediocre." The carpenter laughs. "M'sure th'place will survive without me fer a-" Mid-sentence, Rionach pauses with raised eyebrows. "Inv- oh." She blinks at this new badger, eye widening. "'Ere I thought I was lucky enough to 'ave known one badger in me life, now spose I know two."

Xander nods a hello to the gathered beast, he then speaks"I'm....fine anyways. What came up?" Maybe get his mind off recent news. He is curious of knowing another badger is around but he can ask of that later.

Gaheris raises his eyebrows at Rionach "Oh aye? Well yer sandin' is probably subpar" he smirks but tries not to laugh. He needed that bit of fun "Aye, they seem t'be like hares. Y'got one an' suddenly they're all comin' out f'the woodwork" there's still a smile as he replies to Xander "Oh vermin, hostages, the usual"

Zolomon studies Xander but just nods "Reva is a captive of that weasel.Me and some otters probably gonna go on a rescue, you can come maybe"

"Watch yerself, Skip, lest I sand yer nose off t'prove y'wrong." Rionach retorts, crossing her arms with a smirk. "I can be of... Some assistance, perhaps. Bu' I may be more use 'ere - 'm not in a hurry t'get friendly with more vermin anytime soon." The carpenter sighs and dips her head to those gathered. "Bu' we're gettin' a bit crowded 'ere, I'll be on m'way."

Xander speaks "Keldorn might help..I..."He frowns"Just came to check on friends, should get back to the abbey now ...check on Uncle Oz. I ..wouldn't be much help right now really."Not when he is stressed, sure he might be ok in a couple days but right now he isn't ok, not enough for any possible fights that require focus.

Gaheris snorts and smirks at Rionach's words before briefly waving her goodbye as she leaves. The other two he glances between. Something is up with that badger "I get the feelin' y'two need t'talk" he says as he points between them "Y'just yell if y'need anythin'" he says as walks off to leave them alone.

Zolomon nods "Keldorn is a good fighter, a shrew."He blinks "Not much help why not."He walks closer "Just..careful walking back, gonna be dark soon"Yeah worry about a badger, he speaks quietly "Whats wrong with Ozzy?"

Xander nods,"I do want to be updated on anything ok Zolomon...."He frowns at the question and shakes his head, not easy to hide things from a friend,"Getting back to the abbey..."He starts to walk off and stops"He's...he's dying."The words come out slowly and fairly quietly,then he walks off, he can walk in the dark, he'll be fine...he will make it back to the abbey and likely sleep almost a whole day from too much walking with little rest.

Zolomon frowns "Ozzy's...wot?" He starts to follow and just stops, he will speak to him when he can and for now just keep the info to himself as it didn't seem right to say anything without asking Xander first to make sure it was ok, for all he knew others knew but he can talk to Xander when he sees him next, for now it was time to get some rest as tomorrow will likely be a long day.

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