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Ximena

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Discussing Slavers-LP LOG

Who:

Tarsa- Sargeant/Drill Sargeant in LP,Major and Runner

Quinten- Major,Recorder of Long Patrol

Log:

The Library is for a moment loud, noisy, riotous even, a class being dismissed, leverets trailing out boisterously into the hall before heading downstairs. Quinten follows them out into the corridor, watching them go then turns and heads back in toward his office, gathering papers off his desk, shuffling them into order before making his way toward his office.

Tarsa frowns, dibbuns..that's what one keep calling them as she twitched a little as they passed, she didn't like those....young beasts, she frowns as one stops and stares at her and she goes to shoo them away, of course they just laugh and think she is funny, this hare is a future recruit in a couple seasons her luck as she sighs and walks into the library glaceing around and finds a place to sit and look at a couple reports, "Of course..no clue to where they are.."..A small voice, likely 3-4 seasons "Whos?" The hare maid frowns and looks at the younger hare.."No one your want to meet..walk away and....umm....do stuff.." The younger hare tilts their head "Stuff..wot sorts stuff?" Tarsa just...sighs......

Quinten looks back at the sound of voices and hides a smile, walking back across the library, "Malisa, leave the Major alone, go on shoo, it is lunch you'll miss all the  custard on the menu," She whoops at the idea of food and bolts and Quinten quite firmly shuts the library door behind him, "Sorry about that Major, they are a lively lot which is good, a lot of the current leveret class are well orphans now or down a parent. So seeing them bounce back is a good thing, now what can I help you find?" He grins over his glasses, "If I remember you never did get the hang of my filing system."

Tarsa looks up and does a quick Salute before speaking "Sur...It's...a learning process yes just going over some things before a possible mission, least those foxes are gone..one less worry"

Quinten asks, "Yes I heard the foxes had been run off," He salutes back, "But please no saluting in here," He plucks at his rank insignia on one sleeve, "The Library is a haven of our history, we're all equal in here now then possible mission? Whose reports are we looking for? Recent I take it from one of the recent patrols to come back? Or is this historical?"

Tarsa sighs "Recent....seems other troubles are on the shore..some cat and a rat, slavers and one very creepy looking marten with strange eyes. And they have a private...."She looks at the report" Private Rudoflo...captive, also the cat had threaten an otter at the tavern, an older otter..think the otter works at the tavern now, course tis not like one can tell beasts to leave the tavern."

Quinten frowns and looks over the shelves then turns and makes for his officer, "I think that one is still on my desk, the Brigadier said someone would be down to look at it," He motions for Tarsa to follow, "Slavers.. .they're the worst beasts imaginable, I heard that there was a cat and rat acting brazenly on the shore, one of the new recruits had a run in with them." He sits down behind his desk and starts rifflinf through his in tray, "I'll have it for you in a moment."

Tarsa nods as she stands "I...had started to go tell his Lordship....but"Yeah she is not mentioning that issue as she shakes her head, "And then decided to help with the mission to stop those..what ever foxes, mission was successful on that at least."

Quinten says, "I haven't had the reports on that mission yet," He pulls a piece of parchment off the stack, "Here, oh and do sit Major please, you'll be more comfortable reading it," He runs his eyes over it, "I hope we can get Rudoflo back... as for trouble in the tavern if you want to know more speak to the barstaff there, they are usually pretty clued up and like there to not be trouble. Trouble is bad for village business."

Tarsa sits down and nods "True and with the Long Patrol not in the village so much now....well, may be more trouble showing up. I dislike the marten...he..has this creepiness about him..Like grey-violet eyes..strange coloring"

Quinten looks up and frowns, "Grey-Violet...." He looks at his desk and opens a door and rifles through a box and pulls something out, "There was a marten long ago when I was a private who had grey-violet eyes... she was trouble." He passes the small book he has taken out, "This is the diary of Corporal Tramaine, it might be unrelated but this marten was from a place called "The Hall" which was somewhere in the mountains beyond the great swamp. Might be unrelated but may be useful"

Tarsa says, "This was a male marten"

Quinten says, "I doubt they are the same, but that sort of strange eye coloring could run in families. So worth keeping in mind just in case."

Tarsa nods "I can look through it and see, this marten is just...creepy, not as creepy as those foxes were but still not one would like to have anyone come face to face alone."She frowns as she remembers one thing "There was one thing that...cat said too that is..concerning."

Quinten leans back in his chair and adjusts his glasses, "Oh? What did they say? A slogan or chant or something?"

Tarsa says, "No....might expect that from the creepy marten....no she was at the village..she said it was interesting to her how she and another had seen a lot of hares when she leavening Mossflower...yet not to long ago, the large badger...but she didn't say badger she said...something else...was on the beach with such a small group....and Hanzi had mentioned running into a rat with a tattoo when he wandered away from from the group when we stopped for like an hour for lunch, it was the evening we all came back...we stopped for like an hour to rest, eat something and then get back to marching the rest of the way. I don't know..I know his Lordship had went to find Hanzi and was slightly...moody the rest of the way home" She frowns "I figured Hanzi did something...I'm sorry Hanzi has a way of making a lot of hares grumpy..or worse""

Quinten frowns, "I met Hanzi... there was something about a cat and a rat, he was... nigh on insubordinate in the training room but I had a long talk and one of the other recruits helped as well by demonstrating good behavior."

Tarsa says, "It will likely be a long time till Hanzi is a private, if..well ever....ok maybe too hard on him but he also seems to know about the slaver group too, but I don't want him tagging along on any missions and I know he will likely try""

Quinten says, "I tried to make it clear that he wouldn't likely be on any patrol to deal with slavers," He frowns, "If he follows you just send him back. If he refuses... well I've dismissed recruits over worse.""

Tarsa says, "Well no recruits are to leave the mountain for missions...maybe days off but I think its best to not have days off, least to Halyard right now. Maybe if we deal with the slaver before that gets any worse"

Quinten says, "Yes I agree, no one should be leaving the mountain alone, let alone recruits, even privates should be restricted to patrols only and Officers need at least two others with them." He sighs, "It is annoying but I can't even go to the beach without an escort right now but I understand why."

Tarsa asks, "Due to the slaver issue? I plan to get some hares together for that..me and Corporal Felicity as leaders..Major Varus was injured in the mission handing those foxes, he is recovering but...well he isn't able to go hunting these slavers."She thinks "Should anyone else go with us? There would also be Dom...Zolomon and Apline and Jacenta""

Quinten drums his fingers on the table and thinks, "Hmm no that sounds like a pretty well rounded team. I'd put some hares on the main entrance as you are leaving however. So that no rebellious recruits can sneak out after you."

Tarsa nods "Sounds good.....I have no idea why he seems so..eagar to go after them, its annoying...maybe I will ask him"

Quinten says, "If you can get anything out of him that'd be useful, he wouldn't tell me other then they were slavers and he wanted a pop at them." He shakes his head and sighs, "Youngsters... was I ever that hot headed?""

Tarsa hmmms "I...am unsure, probably....I will talk to Hanzi...though usually recruits run from me"She chuckles slightly and stands" Then again...Hanzi knows he has angered me..more than once, he somehow managed to knock me out..lucky shot...then he complained about how Zolomon tackled him when he ran afterwards and how it hurt...I should do a couple things and let his Lordship know when we head out...so he knows, I don't think its needed that he comes along"

Quinten asks, "Yes please do, I would worry so if he ran off half-cocked into the wild to try and take on some slavers," He frowns, "And yes well want me to schedule a class with him? He can't run away if you corner him in the training room or the classroom."

Tarsa nods as she heads out, she stops and speaks "I ...wish you luck with that recruit, your likely need it...though least he didn't try to redecorate someone's room."She isn't sure now whom is more annoying dibbuns...or recruits, its a close tie

Quinten shakes his head and smiles softly, "Ah so that was you... the dibbuns are... well boisterous" He salutes, "Take care and good luck with the slavers, let me know if you need anything."

Tarsa frowns "Dibbuns are...their own little horde of beasts and hate me....good day sur" And she is off to do some stuff and then head off on a mission soon

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