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Marek's Return To Ferravale

This happen about 4-5 days after this log  http://forum.rwmuck.org/viewtopic.php?id=404
So like around friday spetember 8th

Those in Log:
Marek-Owner of The Ferravale Tavern
Markalaway-Undertaker of Ferravale
Xander-Leader of Mossflower Defenders
Patch-Spy and former watcher of the Ferravale Tavern
Silverwing-Messenger for Mossflower Defenders
Ferro- Blacksmith
Various spoofs of tavern beasts, towards end couple spoofed rats in cloaks

FV:Tavern
Outside a sign swings on a rusty creaking frame above the doorway of the tavern depicting a faded painting of what appears to be three rather rich looking skeletons slumped over a table around a black chalice, perhaps such a thing could be taken as a warning but it doesn't appear to work on the locals. The noise within on a normal day is usually heard before the door is even opened and only rises in volume when one actually steps inside.
There are the typical qualities of a tavern within, from the bar to the chairs and booths and the odd drunk who never seems to move it's the little details which encourage a patron to pay his tab if he likes his fingers. One look at some of the staff or customers might give the impression but the room is decorated to the fiercer tastes with bones, mostly skulls cropping up here and there to fill a gap on a shelf or decorating the walls above the doorways, fireplace and bar, a pair of axes joining the one over the fire with some signs that they've been yanked off to join in a fight a couple of times. Some of the comfier chairs are lined with fur and very rarely one might be found with a few pointed bits of bone to decorate the back. Despite the looks there is entertainment and fun to be had, some form of music usually played on a small stage in the corner and at least one bouncer usually tries to keep the peace while beasts gamble, drink and be merry.
A small door behind the bar leads out the back to the kitchen and cellars while one wall has been opened up in a wide arch to increase the space off into the next room where what seems to be a wooden fence with gates on either end has been set up as a fighting pit as further entertainment and something to bet over.

Ferro enters the tavern, right away beasts clear as they can tell the monitor is in a foul mood. He speaks to none as he sits down and quietly orders an ale.   

Xander follows behind Ferro and frowns "Look on the bright side, he's gone right?" He doesn't get too close to Ferro, but close enough to talk to him and if needed stop any damage done to the tavern.   

Patch looks up as he sees the monitor and frowns, he clears his throat as he gets the ale "Umm....here, so bad day?" He then tenses, words came out too quickly and well too late now as he watches Ferro.   

Markalway looks up from his dark corner of the tavern and just quietly sips his dark ale.

Ferro gets the ale and takes a long swig before answering “Go away...."He then looks at Xander “You sssssshould of let me sssslay him, then there be no need to worry on hisssssss return"   

Xander remains calm "But...I am unsure that of been...wise. I also do not believe he will return because of fear of you and Dorarose. A crow will keep us updated, last hear he was still going north"   

Patch looks between them "Umm..who isn’t coming back what I miss?"   

Ferro hisses and finishes his ale, "Drake...left mossssssssflower and issssssssss to ssssstay away or I will personally ssssssslay him, no one else"   

Xander sighs as he sits down, "Yeah Drake....." He looks for a way to change the subject to anything, anything  else at all.   

Markalway  finishes his meal and heads to the doorway, a path is made as no one bothers the creepy one eyed undertaker of Ferravale.

Patch says, "Oh I knew bout that stripy. I say bye bye as beasts complained bout him a lot...some weasel wanted to get him out of the cell to fight him in the fighting pit...oh well..so..ale?"
   
Ferro looks at his empty ale and lays out coins for a 2nd one.   

Xander sighs "Any of that tea Uncle Zee liked still here?"   

Patch grins and goes to make the tea with a hint of ale and slides it over to Xander “But can ya handle it? Ya never drank it before...or any ale have ya stripy?"   

Ferro looked curious  "You have never drank ale?" He gets his 2nd ale and takes a few swigs.   

Xander takes the tea and sips it, coughing a little as he does so, he then sips a little more "It’s....not that bad really"   
   
Patch chuckles See...one day your be winning drinking contests. That be do awesome just like old stripes did , that was always fun to bet on, he always won"   

Xander frowns slightly as Zee is mentioned and finishes the tea slowly and pushes aside the empty mug   

Ferro stares at the rat "What isssssssss with your terms...stripy...old stripes.?"   

Patch smirks "That’s me, get used to it...ummm" He frowns, nope not gonna nickname the monitor...yet. "Sir."   

Xander groans “I don’t look for me to win drinking contests, if I drink much ale at all"   

Ferro glares at the rat, he takes a few swigs of ale, "SSSSSSSuppooooose today could of been worssssssse"   

Patch shrugs "Depends on your level of worse"   

Xander shakes his head “Patch please, I rather whats left of the day go smoothly"   

Ferro downs the rest of the ale, his foul mood returning now.   

Patch grins "I know....I know, fangs...or maybe grumps, yeah I like it"   

Markalway decides to leave before a fight starts and go to his quiet, yet creepy, house deep into the graveyard of Ferravale and off an even creepier pathway.

Xander gets a light ale and starts to drink it when he hears Patch speak a new nick name and he starts coughing on the drink and looks to Patch with one of those, -no don’t- looks  on his face.   

Ferro glances at the rat now as it sports off nicknames and his eyes narrow as he stands to his full height and walks closer to the rat.   

Patch chuckles "Yes grumps for sure or scales...that’s it!" He then sees the monitor in front of him and backs up a little "Umm..scales?"
   
Xander frowns as he is not sure what to do now and all the tavern is looking at them now, he speaks quietly "Patch..may be wise to not give every beast a nick name"   

Ferro narrows his eyes more and hisses "Sssssssssssssscales? Ssssssssscales....isssssssss that an insssssssssssssult about my lookssssssssssss!"   

Patch chuckles "An insult..a..."His chuckling quickly dies down as he looks up at the monitor..."errrrrrr"   

Xander stands and goes over quickly and carefully" Ferro I am sure he isn’t insulting you, that’s just Patch he...well does nicknames."   

Ferro glares at the rat as he goes to pick him up and looks at the badger, "And your friendsssssss....with thisssssss" He points to the rat now in his claws.   

Patch starts to panic "Stripy tell him sorry tell him sorry!!"   

Xander frowns and takes a calming breath, "Ferro, relax I am sure patch can come up with a much better nick name...or none at all"
   
Ferro keeps a hold of the rat, he hisses in his face as he seems to decide what to do with him and then slowly sits him back onto the bar seat. “I sssssssuggesssst you sssstick with Ferro from now on rat. I have not had de bessssst day today."    He keeps a clawed paw on the front of the rat’s tunic, fangs bared.

Patch whimpers  and nods quickly "Ferro, got it Ferro it is then ummm....so" Yep all eyes on him still and a couple disappointed moans like they wanted to see him get ate, "ok....anyone up for a fight? Or..Free ale?"   

Xander face palms, as he shakes his head " Patch...bad idea on the free ale and besides you’re not fully in charge or this place."   

Suddenly the air becomes filled with the sound of a cane clacking onto wood and Marek limps slowly but with as much dignity as he can muster into the tavern, witnessing the scene he clears the throat. "*Ahem*....kindly release the rat, sir, I will not tolerate violence against my employees". He glares at both Ferro and Patch and makes his way to the counter, holding the icy stare as he does so, making sure to make direct eye contact with both participants. Taking a seat behind the counter he sighs. "I see you have not managed to keep yourself out of trouble, Patch" He looks around in disappointment. "You have also not managed to keep my tavern in good condition like you promised" He turns to Xander. "It is good to see you again, Mr. Xander., I trust your leadership of the Defenders is going better than your supervision of our legally questionable friend"   

Ferro has calmed some and then he watches Marek walk in, he backs up slightly after letting go of Patch  and his arms cross his chest, "And whom are you?" He says in a slight hiss. He decides to sit down and listen as clearly this stoat is someone the others know, and clearly of important ace to the tavern.
   
Patch blinks as he falls off the bar stool  and his jaw drops "Marek?! Y..Your back? When did......"He looks at Xander "When did he get back stripy, did you know he was back?" He quickly gets back onto the bar stool  and stays on the opposite side Marek is on as no need to be on the serving side.   

Xander watches Marek limp in and nods a hello, "I have done fairly well, yes sir." He looks over at the lizard and back to Marek "Ferro is the new blacksmith, he also helps the Mossflower Defenders with any blacksmithing needs he can be trusted."   

Marek raises an eyebrow. "I see, well then I am Marek. Owner of this tavern and Founder of the Mossflower Defenders" He places a few dishes in the sink and starts getting to work immediately. "I will leave the leadership of the Defenders in your hands, Mr. Xander as you seem very capable. As for the tavern" He glares at Patch once again. "I will be taking that back immediately". As he continues working he turns back to Ferro and adds. "I'm sure you will make an excellent addition to our ranks, we have always needed a good blacksmith"   

Ferro nods "I am at your ssssservice" He chuckles as Patch is put in his place, "Issssss good to sssssssssee the tavern in more sensible pawssssss. I live in Ferravale, though my daughter is at Redwall at the moment"   

Patch frowns "But...."He sighs and looks at the floor now, “What am I supposed ta do now and why didn’t I know Marek was back, it’s my job to know everything in Mossflower, isn’t it?"   

Xander nods "Thank you Marek." He frowns at Patch" Guess your have a lot more time now to get info like that" He sits up better  "Not been any real bad problems lately, there was a pike in the river and that’s gone and taken care of now."   

Marek nods and continues to listen. "It sounds as if you are handling things well, though perhaps you should send some patrols and do a recruitment drive" He places a few cleaned dishes onto the table to dry. "I was attacked near St. Ninians and poisoned when I reached the abbey, some beast wants me dead and since we do not know whether they are a beast who wishes to cause Mossflower harm or simply a misguided beast who wishes to kill me for my past mistakes, we must remain cautious just in case".   

Ferro grows curious "How can one be poissssssoned at the abbey?"   

A few beasts panic as a large wing squeezes its way into the tavern door, followed by the large and confused head of a young female eagle struggling to fit the rest of her form through the door. "Friend Marek! you are okay! Silverwing is...hang on" She pulls at her wing, causing a few feathers to fall to the floor. "Silverwing is stuck, give Silverwing minute" After a few more painful to watch moments of watching her attempt to figure out the complex physics of pushing the large frame of an eagle through a door designed to accommodate badgers and monitors at the very largest, Silverwing finally stumbles and rolls into the room, finally crashing into a few barrels in a corner, amazingly managing to not break them. "Silverwing is okay" She proclaims exhaustedly.   

Patch blinks slowly "Whoa boss....some beast must really dislike you." He eeps when he sees the eagle and almost falls from his chair.   

Xander watches the eagle and starts to stand, a few beasts back away from the large bird "Ummmm....how did she plan to leave the tavern? Anyways I did hear Angela was back and figured you were somewhere as well Marek and I can do some recruiting as the group is still...well fairly small, and the base is still being built"   

Marek turns his attention to the door as Silverwing attempts to squeeze herself into the tavern. "No Silverwing, perhaps you should meet us somewhere else" He winces as she crashes into the barrels. "Nevermind. In any case, I am not certain of how I was poisoned, but whomever did so was able to get in and out of the abbey without notice. They are either highly skilled or are being tasked to do so by someone with more sinister ideas in mind. As such, I believe I have already stated that a recruitment drive may be in order"   

Ferro stands and pauses as he sees the eagle, he slowly walks around the eagle " I mussssst get back to my ssssshop, we can talk later." He then exits the tavern and heads to his shop and home for the night.   

Patch tenses and tries to relax "Well.....an eagle is good to have around that’s for sure Marek."   

Xander sighs "But..well a lot dislike you, even some in the abbey still doesn’t fully trust you Marek, though there is more respect for you there. And I know a lot at Ferravale will be glad to see you again and know your safe. But if someone is looking to...some reason attack Mossflower and the abbey why would they target you? I mean most may just think you’re a fellow vermin if they didn’t know you"
   

Silverwing gets up quickly and brushes off her wing, seeming somewhat annoyed. "Friend Marek has returned safe to Ferravale, friendbeasts not need message" She turns to Xander. "I am friend Silverwing, joined Defenders, am going now". Learning her lesson from last time, Silverwing very carefully squeezes herself out of the tavern and then flies off, much more successfully this time.   

Marek nods. "Yes, that is what we must find out. I doubt that two attempts on my life in such a short span was coincidence. And one of the beasts I believe had the mark of the Black Rose. If this is true then some serious enemies of my mine have returned to Mossflower. Recruit whom you can, and investigate as much as possible" He turns to Patch to finish his tirade. "You will gather what spies you can, and I will contact Mr. Nightbreath and Ms. Blisa for assistance....and close up shop, I believe we have much to discuss".

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Meanwhile

Unknowns to anybeast two cloaked rats headed deep into the woods as they spoke to one another in worried tones.They was among the crowd at the tavern.

"If the boss finds out the poison didn't kill Marek, we are in BIG trouble"

"If is a strong word...also IF he finds out"

"If is good"

Last edited by The_Brony_Marek (2017-09-08 11:23:52 AM)