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The_Brony_Marek

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One Last Drink

This all happens in the Ferravale Tavern over the course of a couple days. It begins the night before and the  next day the tavern has a guest who doesn’t stay too long, just for some quick drinks….

Zee decided to come to help a little at the tavern, just some while the tavern owner Marek was coming in late today. He also was informed of his nephew being here, of which he wasn't too pleased with why the young cub was here in the first place.
   
Xander walked down the stairs with a dagger in his paw and was proceeding to pierce his own ear, his left ear and place a silver ear into the hole, twisting the ear ring a little as he had been to do.   

Zee doesn't notice the younger badger right away, but as Marek enters he does and taps the badger on the shoulder "The lad is awake Mr. Zee" To this Zee looks over and then frowns as he walks over "Xander Winters! Wot de seasons lad!" He points to the earring and shakes his head muttering something.   

Xander frowns "Tis clean dagger, and the rat said it was ...it’s just an earring whats de big deal....like you care, or anyone the past two seasons." Seems being with Jedrick has had some effect on him, hopefully it will clear up soon. Being a teen is never easy after all and his young life has not been the best all the time either.   

Zee listens and snorts, "You don't....give yourself a ear ring.......good grief I am glad Oz is blind or he would have a fit when we got back" He nods to Marek "Getting Xander back home..." The stoat waves as Zee heads to the door.   

Xander asks, "Back home? Why....what if I said no?"
   
Zee gives the younger badger a look, one of those cause I said so looks, he will wait as long as it takes, he will make sure he gets to the abbey...both of them.   

Xander glares at his uncle but he does follow him back to the abbey and its most likely the quietest walk in history.   

Marek is collecting mugs and serving ale, it is just past the busy lunch hour and the place isn’t as busy, least right now and so some time to have a couple servers clean the floor and some tables before the dinner rush.
   
Patch quickly rushes into the tavern, scans the room and makes a beeline to Marek " Marek Marek Marek I have news! I have info!" A couple beasts stare at him and then go back to their drinks and food, one group of rats are playing cards.
   
Marek frowns “I am in no mood for games Patch, do sit and if you pick pocket the wrong beast again your on ya own."
   
Patch twitters his thumbs and taps his footpaw "Its..tis news your want to hear, it’s important.....see Zurr's brother was in the Gull and....." He starts to speak. Up to the stoat how much he speaks.   

Marek says, "OUT every beast out tavern closed, all but Patch you stay" The stoat says, and when Marek says leave you don't as why, you leave and hope the tavern is open by at least dinner time. Marek looks to Patch “Start talking.""

Patch waits and gulps "Well ya see...Jedrick was talking bout poison and how he may use it on that abbot or maybe some...anyways he also mentioned how he sold a poison to his brother Zurrgg.....you know the one that killed Scioto with a poison he got from his brother, well Jedrick is said brother, Jedrick and Zurrgg are...were.....brothers! But he said he needed a few days and some cloaked beast as going to get it and probably use it and...and that’s all" He looks shakeie "I need a drink...strong p..p..please Marek"   

Marek hisses low and breaks the mug that was in his paw, he luckily was holding a towel so no glass got in his paw. He takes a deep breath and goes to throw away the towel, he has more and sweep up the mess “Thank you for the info Patch, ale is on me" He gets the rat an ale and then sits down and starts to write down something on a scroll and place it in his tunic, he goes upstairs and then goes to head out leaving Zaram in charge for a couple hours.   

Patch drinks the ale and would help himself to more but h decides its wise not to, he stays in the tavern a while, and once the crowd returns he stays in a booth on his own late into the day then heads home.   

Xander sat at one of the booths, he so far has stayed out of the fighting pits and hasn't gotten into too much trouble the couple days he has been in Ferravale.   

Zee makes his way inside and sits by Xander "So lad fighting pits? Really? Ya went in them, why lad that could of been deadly" He orders some simple normal lemon tea for the two and some fish stew.   

Xander rolls his eyes " Why do you care? I was wining till the stoat came and knocked me out"   

And up steps Marek, "Yes you need work, you were not paying attention and your lucky it was not other beasts who could..one here that surely would of...just killed you and  ... not all fights in those pits are knock them out, sometimes it’s a fight to the death, not as often but it happens, and not always paw to paw, some use weapons"   

Xander snorts, it's clear he dislikes the stoat and folds his arms over his chest," So you make me stay in a room above the tavern? And tell my Uncle I am here, tell anyone else?"   

The stoat clears his throat" Yes I am responsible  Xander and your still barely 6 seasons or just about 6 seasons from what I have been told, still a child in fact."   

Xander says, "Wot ever" Yes a child, teen in fact, in seasons but a lot more mature and grown up for his age. He knows how to use a dagger and short sword, he is working on paw to paw and thanks to tough training from the wildcat he is strong for his age, and quick on his footpaws."   

Patch enters the tavern looking back and forth quickly and then goes towards Marek "Marek,..thar is...problem, and not wanting to bother the chieftain but..he..umm Jedrick...is in the village looking for recruits and..stuff"   

Zee sighs "Wot is it ya want Xander, to stay with me in Ferravale and your need ta listen to me and follow rules..or stay with Oz at the abbey...rules thar too though, but thar be some things you can do here and not at the abbey though" He frons as the rat comes into the tavern and looks at Marek.   

Xander shrugs "I don't..."He then looks worried "J..Jedrick is in the village, this village?"   

Marek points to the stairs "The guest room, and you can stay with Mr. Xander and I will have a couple guards to stay by the doorway.

Zee nods as he goes to take Xander upstairs, weather he wants to or not it seems he doesn’t give the younger an option to say no.   

Patch twitters his thumbs "So plans? You have plans..I don't. This guy..Jedrick....he wants beasts dead like that abbot and any Redwall beast who is seen cause he wants the cub and I bet Jedrick KNOWS he is here and he will come KILLL us all...in out sleep he will"   

Marek narrows his eyes "Do be quiet Mr. Patch or else you will be escorted back outside." He walks calmly to the main bar area, "Of course I have a plan, I always have a plan"   

Xander follows Zee upstairs without question, any arguments could wait for later.   

Patch nods and instantly shuts up and sits down in a booth, yes nothing to see here just a rat in a tavern, ordering an ale.   

Marek turns to Patch “How close is Jedrick?" He gets an ale for Patch and collects any coins needed.
   
Patch takes the ale "Market place, he has like 7 beasts in his little band, though one got arrested for trying to kill the one in charge of the apple cart, so..6 beasts now guess"   

Marek nods "Thank you Mr. Patch, now do remain calm and seated please"   

Patch just nods and sips his ale looking at the doorway ever so often   

Jedrick walks into the tavern, a small group of beasts with him who go off to play a game of cards at a nearby table the wildcat meanwhile goes to get an ale at the main bar area, not too many beasts are here right now.   

Marek is simply minding his own business tending the bar at the tavern, until Jedrick and his cronies walk in. He gestures to his informant, a weasel of a rat named Patch. "Is that the one?" he asks, to which Patch simply nods before walking out of the tavern. The last thing Patch needs is for Jedrick to spot him.
   
Jedrick doesn’t think too much of anyone heading out and luckily didn’t see Patch as he was speaking to a ferret briefly, the ferret nods as a paw shake, new member for the group seems, he grins “I require ale and info"   

Marek raises an eyebrow, as he removes a cleaning rag from a flagon. "Of course. Which ale would you prefer, Mr.....?"   

Jedrick answers "I am Jedrick....trust me more will know that name soon, I have plans , starting with a beast who had the nerve to tell me no when I simply asked for something to be returned to me and....give me your best ale"'   

Marek nods. "I recommend Dragon's Breath" he pours Jedrick a glass "Sounds troublesome. I for one know what it is like to not receive what one wants. I was once a great warlord. I even took over Redwall Abbey until all that was taken from me by the beasts who defend it. Tell me, Mr. Jedrick...how did Mossflower wrong you?"   

Jedrick nods as he takes the glass and a couple sips, "Took my weapon....a stripe dog cub from me, oh I will get him back one way or another. The only other beast who would prevent that is some old..freaking old stripe dog....not a threat"   

Marek listens intently as he too begins to drink a flagon of ale. "Ah yes, you must be referring to Zee Winters and his child nephew. They have both taken up residence here in Ferravale as a matter of fact, but you'll have your paws full trying to kill that one, he's tougher than he looks" he refills Jedricks's flagon. "But what exactly do you have planned for Mossflower, Mr. Jedrick. Speaking from experience, taking it over will not be an easy task. Do you have any allies? How many beasts do you have working for you? It's very important to know, as every details counts" he takes a long swig, "Take it from a stoat who has actually pierced the gates of Redwall itself, you need more than a few allies at your paw. So what DO you have, Mr. Jedrick. Or are you just wasting my time with petty remarks?"   

Jedrick finishes the first ale and about half of the 2nd and glares at Marek "Ya ask too many questions and I have a group" He points to the 5 beasts, a couple ferrets and a rat, couple weasels nearby playing cards and getting ready to have some ale and wood pidgion. “So if you supposedly took over the abbey, why didn't you just keep it huh?"   

Marek rolls his eyes. "Oh yes, I took over the Abbey, but even the large number of beasts I had could not withstand the numbers that Mossflower and their allies have at their disposal" he gestures mockingly towards Jedrick's gang. "This is a pitiful excuse for a horde, Mr. Jedrick. You could not stand a chance at conquering a single tree in Mossflower Woods, let alone Redwall Abbey" he pauses. "Unless of course you have some sort of secret plan that you are not telling me, Mr. Jedrick?" he shakes his head, dismissing the wildcat on purpose. "Not that it matters, there is nothing that you can do Mr. Jedrick that I have not already tried" he smirks. "Trust me on this one, you're outmatched"   

Jedrick finishes the ale, maybe a little too fast as he coughs a little and growls "I DO have plans, oh trust me. I have this" He opens a pouch and shows him 2-3 items "Put together it makes a rather deadly poison...colorless, odorless and tasteless, and a cloaked beast will get it inside to the abbey." He then chuckles "The name Zurrgg ring a bell, my brother...killed the great chieftain Scioto, but it was I who gave him the poison, without me he would of most likely died sooner than he did...fool"   

Marek again refills Jedrick's glass and nods, seeming impressed. "So it was you that killed Mr. Scioto? Yes, I knew Zurrgg. He roughed up my tavern quite a bit a few seasons back. You're his brother? He never mentioned having one" he rearranges a few glasses on the counter behind him, preparing them cleaning since he's about to close up the bar. "I dare say I am very impressed, Mr. Jedrick, but I'm not sure it's enough to take Mossflower" he raises his voice as he begins to prepare to close up. "ALRIGHT EVERYBEAST, LAST CALL!" as planned the beasts begin to fall in line; excellent, Marek wants every beast to see what will soon happen. "So...cloaked beast you say?"   

Jedrick sips some of the 3nd ale, he shrugs "Don't know he was cloaked...deep voice like he had throat problems, little creepy too..tall, hmmms ferret maybe" He shrugs again" Who cares he will help me poison Redwall's leader, then we will see how they answer my ....give me my weapon back or else"   

Marek smiles and writes a few notes down. "Cloaked figure, perhaps a ferret you say? Thank you, Mr. Jedrick you have provided me with all the information I needed; I can now end this wretched facade" he pockets his notes and starts handing the last of the drinks to several beasts who have made their way to the counter. "You see, Mr. Jedrick, the details I told you of my past are true, but you truly should have learned more about me before you came to my tavern. My name is Marek, and I am no friend to scum like you. I had to make you think you could trust me so I could extract the information, you are now no longer of use to me" he places several flagons of ale in the sink to be washed for later and his expression turns cold. "Oh, and I'm afraid you will not be making to back to your friend, or to the abbey. No innocent beasts will be killed today"   

Jedrick finishes that 3nd ale and listen carefully, he then narrows his eyes and draws his longsword "Oh I will make it to the abbey and I am sure the cloaked beast will help me, join...join me even, but first you did stoat!" He does go to swing the blade but gets a rather bad coughing fit and grabs a hold of a chair as it to steady himself.
   
Marek stares forward emotionlessly. "I will die first you claim?" he leaves the bar to sit down next to Jedrick. "I do not think that you will be killing me today, Mr. Jedrick. You can barely stand, and soon you will not even be able to do that"   

Jedrick growls, but feeling dizzy he swings the blade and stumbles forwards and coughs again, he looks at the stoat...."You..did something to the..ale" He reaches out to Marek as he tenses up and seems to have trouble getting up, and even speaking well.   

Marek does not even blink. "Excellent deduction, Mr. Jedrick" he looks down as Jedrick begins to lose his footing. "I did in fact poison you, but not with any fast acting poisons I have used in the past. No this poison is slow. First you will lose your focus, then your ability to stand, not long afterwards you'll become paralyzed from the neck down, unable to move at all. Then one by one, your organs will begin to fail. First your lungs, and then your heart." he turns to the rest of the bar. "Would anyone else like to join Mr. Jedrick's crusade? No?" he smirks. "A wise move" he turns back to face Jedrick. "Oh and one more thing, this poison doesn't affect you by knocking you out, you WILL remain conscious throughout the whole experience. A significant amount more painful than the death you gave Mr. Scioto, or the one you had planned for Mr. Benar is it not? I have been waiting sometime to get my paws on the beast that nearly destroyed my home, and now I have...I hope you enjoy the next few breaths, because they are the last ones you will ever have    “

Jedrick again tries to get up soon finding he can't move, he can just listen to Marek and take weak panicked breaths that soon slow. His so called gang choose a wise plan, get the heck out of the tavern, rather quickly. Over the next few minutes the wildcat slowly indeed breaths his last and then his eyes finally close in death.

Marek watches calmly as Jedrick dies, and then proceeds back to cleaning the tavern, getting it ready for the morning. For a brief moment, a large amount of the tavern's patronage look on in horror, but after a few moments they too continue as if nothing had happened, if this beast really killed Scioto, Marek's actions are best left unquestioned. "Alright, I think that rounds up everything" he points to a fellow stoat and two rats cowering in the corner. "YOU THERE!, kindly take out this trash for me and deliver  it to Markalaway" he goes to a back room and addresses his assistant Zaram. "Zaram, would you kindly lock up for me? I have some news to deliver to Ms. Blisa" he walks off leaving the three scared beasts to carry Jedrick off the only place right now that might possibly be scarier than the tavern.....Markalaway's Hut.