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SCENE: Guosim logboats on the River Moss, headed towards the sea
CHARACTERS: Xander, a male badger. DoraRose, a female mouse. Keldorn, a male shrew. Caleb, a male mouse (not D.R.'s son).
LOG:
Xander had learned to paddle a log boat, it made him feel better to be able to help in the paddleing and he had gotten use to the river and being in this log boat, horrible boat in his mind and he was getting to relax when that storm happen so as long as a storm doesnt hit again he should be fairly relaxed as he looks at passing trees and land.
Since they have a badger paddling, there is no need for DoraRose to paddle. So she has taken this time to hone the edges of her weapons. The bastard sword she borrowed from the Abbey armoury was what she has focused on first, and the rasping sound of the whet stone against the metal is repetitive and rhythmic. She is humming as she does this to keep herself in time with her task.
Xander is quiet and then softly speaks" Its quiet, is that good or bad?"He looks at her a morment" Also..sorry during the storm..I was far from myself and..."
DoraRose glances up, then looks around. "It being quiet could be either. We'll just need to keep a look out." She returns to sharpening the sword. "And you're fine, Xander. I understand why you fear storms so. I think you were very brave to do what you did despite your fear. You have nothing to worry about."
Keldorn keeps watch and scans the area as they sail, he frowns a bit as he looks toawards the shore at what looks like a farm.
Xander nods "Storms at sea are...worse,very much so" He keeps an even pace with the one log boat a little further along"Me and Keldorn found a hare maid by the way"
DoraRose grimaces slightly at his words about sea storms, but she doesn't comment on that. "I saw her, but I haven't had a chance to introduce myself. How did you find her?" The mouse has finished sharpening her sword, and after returning it to its sheath, she starts working on the blades of her axe. She takes greater care and shows greater love in dealing with this weapon. It obviously means a lot to her.
Keldorn mutters something as they pass the farm and snorts,clearly not wanting to say something rude.The haremaid is brought up"In the woods right before the storm got real bad, didnt catch a name sorry...she was alone"
Xander looks at Keldorn and back to Dora "A weasel was about to kill her, the weasel is headless now so its gone and then she was brought to the camp.I am unsure what to do with her, she is young still but at teh same time we cant leave her alone"
DoraRose smiles. "Mayhap Salamandastron can keep her safe until we're ready to go home." She glances up at the burned-out farm and points, suddenly tense. "Wait! What happened there? That looks newly destroyed." She puts away her whetstone and grabs her axe by its handle. "I think we should investigate -- there could still be somebeast alive who can give us information, or that needs our help."
Keldorn Frowns"What do ya think happen, those slavers happen!" He then calms himself and mutters sorry"We need to find the slavers,they likely didnt stay here, my ship is no where in sight"
Xander sees the farm and his eyes flash, a deep breath as he remains calmish and just listens and paddles and breaths in a calm matter but he does glace again to see if any vermin remain to stab prehaps.
DoraRose refrains from sniping back at the shrew. He's allowed to be upset. "We should still stop for just a few minutes and see if there are any surviviours! If there is a Dibbun hiding, we should help them." She sees something. "We need to stop!" She is kneeling in the logboat, looking like she might be considering jumping in the water and swimming to shore (which would make them stop so they could get her back).
Keldorn sighs "Fine....clues might be good to find" He looks to the other log boat, a signal his fellow shrew would understand and looks to the mouse looks like they will stop.
Xander sighs he wants to get going to find the slavers but he will go where ever the log boats go, its fine and getting to land a while will be good.
DoraRose doesn't wait until the boats are secured before hopping off and sloshing to shore. The rain has washed away all the tracks, but it hasn't done much to hide the decaying body of the otter Kurgan killed. The mouse Warrior kneels beside the body, trying to not breathe too deeply. She points to the crossbow bolt still in the body. "Poisoned. My grandmother works with poisons. I would recognize this kind of death anywhere."
Xander sighs and goes after her, he looks at Keldorn...well someone can watch log boat as he follows Dora. He backs up and frowns " Thats not..good.." He glaces for signs anything else.
Caleb would have been helping to paddle his log boat, but seeing the other suddenly stop causes him to speak up and help stop the boat. He makes sure his bag is off before taking up his blade and diving in, following the two. As he gets there last, the mouse blinks and looks towards the bolt, grimacing at the look.
DoraRose covers her face with a handkerchief and scoots in closer to the corpse, trying to get a better idea of how the poison killed the otter. "I wish Nana was here -- she probably would know exactly what this poison is." There is a burned down farmhouse nearby, presumably destroyed by whoever killed the otter. If they go investigate, they will see the charred remains of the vole couple, as well as what looks like wooden children's toys.
Xander decides to back up.He walks to a nearby post of some sort and snarls, swing his blade and sliceing the post in two...some sort of homemwade scarecrow was there, the badger paces and goes to sit on a tree trunk, he snorts and picks up some sort of cornsilk doll and frowns as he yells over to who ever is close " They had least 1 dibbun"
Caleb would be wandering around, coming upon the burnt farmhouse to find... well, it was hard for him to see it. He simply looks away and comes back around towards DoraRose, using his pad to communicate. "A vole family... seems that they came here and stole up the dibbun while killing the parents and the otter."
DoraRose's jaws tighten when she hears what the badger says, and her eyes flash when she read's her fellow mouse's note. She stands, hefting her axe and putting her kerchief back in her pocket. She does a cursory inspection of the perimeter of the property, but discovers what she suspected. No tracks, so presumably no survivours other than the stolen Dibbuns. "Come on. Let's get going." She heads back to the logboats. "I have never seen a poison like that before. These monsters we're following are more dangerous than I realized. We have to be careful."
Xander nods " Careful is always wise..we need to tell the others wot we found and the sooner we find and KILL the vermin the better"
"True... it seems that they are getting smarter and more dangerous by the second. I fear for the dibbuns but I know there are smart ones amongst them. Something... just feels like they will be safe." It seemed that Martin was with Caleb, not talking but beside him making him have these feelings. But he was glad to at least know that the dibbuns may be safe. "Let us return to the log boats and report our findings."
DoraRose nods. "Aye....I only hope Squirrelbabe and the other DABers use their mischievous intelligence to keep themselves safe." She doesn't give much stock to ghosts and spirits. Martin is about the farthest she'll go, and even that is a stretch for her. But she doesn't say anything about that, instead just informing everyone else what they discovered. Getting back in the logboat, she pulls out her whetstone and starts sharpening her axe blades again once they are back underway.
Xander gets carefully on the log boat and shakes his head, oddly quiet but something is clearly on his mind.
Caleb would slowly get onto the log boat and make sure that he was dried off, setting down his things and getting back to paddling. Caleb was still a bit silent but was glad he was still here. Something about this trip was enlightening him... as if he was meant to help here even if he was pretty new.
They're all pretty quiet, it seems. DoraRose is actually now sharpening her axe to try and calm herself down. Now is not the time for rage. That time will come. But it is not right now. She starts humming again, and unknowingly starts to sing quietly. She's not singing in Common, though, but rather the language of her home country, Tuscani. It's somewhere between a chant and regular singing, in time to the rasp of the whetstone, and this makes an eerie, spooky sound. But it's helping her calm down, and after a few minutes she doesn't look quite so angry. She's probably safe to talk to now.
Xander sighs and clears his throat " Guys...when we catch up, you need stay stay clear of me..for sure if my." He looks away " eyes..change to ummm...red"
It'd be some time before Caleb would finally decide to speak up. He was mostly letting the silence go since it seemed like everyone was heated, yet Caleb was keeping a neutral expression. He let's Oswald and Matilda translate his paw language. "I... believe I have heard of that. Bloodwrath, yes? Something mostly prominent in badgers yet can be seen in others? Is it... really that dangerous?"
DoraRose jumps when the badger speaks, her singing getting caught off abruptly. But then she nods, returning to her task. "Aye, same here. I can feel the Bloodwrath churning within me. The closer we get, the hotter it gets. When we get into battle, I don't think I'll be able to fight it any longer." After Matilda is done translating, the Gatekeeper looks over at the younger mouse. "It is incredibly dangerous, both for us and those around us. When the red mist falls on us, it blinds us to all but our foe, and whoever is in the way will get killed, no matter who they are. Only those we love the most are able to get through to us through the mist. Additionally, we become reckless, and we don't protect ourselves, so strong is our desire to kill." She returns to her weapon. "It is rare for any creature other than a badger to have the Bloodwrath. However, it runs in my family -- my father passed the curse on to my brother and myself, and I passed it on to my daughter, who will likely pass it on to at least 1 of her offspring someday."
Xander frowns and just paddles before he finds the will be speak" I...one time killed 15 vermin in maybe...5 mins, others ran...I blacked out woke in an infirm"
DoraRose nods and puts away her whetstone, satisfied with the edges her blades now have. "Aye, that's another danger. It takes such a toll on our bodies. Many Warriors afflicted with this Rage die young from the stress of harbouring such a curse." She watches the bank go by. "But we can not control it. We can only fight it -- mastering it is a life-long battle in and of itself."
Xander nods " I think...grandfather almost died from it.."
Xander says, "Mom....mentioned it"
DoraRose nods. "Yes, Zork had it pretty bad. I think Oz slipped into the Bloodwrath once, as well. But only once. I believe Ciocan did during the battle to defeat Ormaz, but I was busy, so I'm not sure."
Xander frowns" Why would..Uncle Oz of?"
DoraRose frowns as she tries to think. "I think there was a Dibbun in danger. But I don't think I was there, so I'm not fully sure." She sighs and rubs her eyes. "I've been thinking everything over, Xander. I'm still not sure what possessed Jet to betray us. I hope we can find some answers when we catch up with the vermin."
Xander nods, " yeah me too...me too maybe they had his kid?"
~*END*~
They probably just talked some more and eventually found somewhere to camp for the night.
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