Arrest Her!(ferravale role play)
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.
Exits: [UP] Stairs, [K]itchen, [F]ighting [P]it, [Out]
Scioto walks into the tavern and looks around, he then sits where he usually does and gets dark ale.
Cynthia is sweeping up some dust near a table of rats and every so often will look at them and their card game, and more so that pile of gold and silver coins in the bet pile.
The brown rat smirks at his taller pal, “Looks like 4 aces and a king …..Thinks I will” The other rat just snorts and then says “Rematch I have a coin left” The brown rat smirks “Deal”
Scioto could care less on a card game and watches a fight start in the fighting pit between two weasels. One weasel has a very bloody nose and the other a black eye so far as they punch it out.
Cynthia walks over to bump the table, on purpose by the way, that the rats are t and taps one on the shoulder “He cheated” she lies and tells the other one “He called ya ugly”
The two rats start cussing each other and starting their own fist fight, so bets on who will win are placed not only between the two rats but also between the two weasels, and the pile of coins of 20 gold and 5 silver and a couple coppers lay unguarded on the rat’s table.
Cynthia wastes no time and pockets the coins and snickers at her ill-gotten coins and backs off to get back to sweeping the floor.
Scioto ears move towards sound and he looks over at the fighting rats, not an uncommon site in the tavern really, he looks back to the weasel as one is finally knocked out and bets are collected, some lost and some won.
The two rats are a little bit more violent, and the brown one pulls out a dagger and stabs the other rat in the neck killing him almost instantly as he looks over to the table and then narrows his eyes “Where is my coins!”
Cynthia frowns and moves further away from the rat yelling and puts the broom away to start clearing tables and taking plates and cups to be washed, then cleaning off the tables for the next guests.
Scioto shakes his head and drinks his ale down in a few gulps and catches sight of the mouse maid and keeps an eye on her.
The rat decides to leave; maybe the one who has his coins is elsewhere.
Cynthia breaths a sigh of relieve and also seems to have, wait isn’t there supposed to be a guard with her? Yep, but she knocked him out and has been alone the past couple hours.
Scioto stands and goes straight over to the mouse maid “Where is your guard? He is supposed to be with you at all times?” His tail wags back and forth as he speaks.
Cynthia smirks “Knocked him out, whats it to ya, he was annoying and what the matter kitty cat, I am doing my job.”
Scioto narrows his eyes “My rule is simple, a guard with you at all times, and to work..now what have you been doing mouse?”
Cynthia glares at him “None ya business kitty cat and its Cynthia not mouse and I can do what I want.” She goes to kick him in the leg and walk away.
Scioto starts to say something else when that kick connects and ends up being a bad mistake “GUARDS! Arrest her and place her in a cell!” Two ferret guards and a couple rats go to surround the mouse maid.
Cynthia is already fighting back and punches out a rat guard and kicks at another rat guard and goes to slide under one ferret’s legs and rushes towards the doorway.
Scioto growls, “Get her, get her now!” He is a bit angry now and it shows as his fur is slightly puffed up some and his tail is wagging.
Cynthia is grabbed by a ferret and goes to bite them as she is dragged towards the chieftain and glares daggers of hate at him
Scioto seems to care less “Now search her for weapons or anything, I will not have a woodlander causing trouble in my village and before you say a word I could care less where you’re from.”
The guards search the mouse maid and find the coins she took from the rat, a silver bracelet, an earring and some other random coins and a small dagger, well she been busy this morning it would appear.
Scioto watches “Well you been busy without the guard around haven’t you and I warned you, you would end up in a cell for this and a cell is where you’re going now.” He motions the guards “Take her away”
Cynthia snorts “I hate you and this place and I hope you die someday”
Scioto shrugs “Well yes someday, we all die someday don’t we? Now enjoy the cell and to think community service was to be over this afternoon, oh well”
Cynthia just glares as she is taken away and to a cell, guards will stay by her cell as she is locked inside.
Scioto just watches as the mouse maid is taken away and looks up as he sees a sparrow and his ears flatten, “Tell it to go away rather not deal with sparra birds”
The bird seems very interested in a t least getting a message out “Abbot worm says need find rat Kyran and mouse Cynthia quickfast”
Scioto shakes his head “Why? “ He asks and last I heard that rat was dead, no longer a problem, least according to some ermine that was following him, didn’t give details and the ermine left..good redience I say and as for the mouse maid, I am not the keeper or watcher of trouble maker woodlanders”
The sparrow stays where it is “Know where mouseworm be or not?”
Scioto growls low “In A cell..she back talks, she kicked me and knocked out two guards if you count the one whom was to keep an eye on her and she uses her time unwisely away from the guard watching her..by gathering coins and jewelry and a weapon, a weapon that I guarantee if she has used it on me it would have been seen more punishable trust me. Who wants to know as I wish her gone from my village!”
The sparrow backs up slightly away from the moody cat, “Abbot worm will be happy of news ratworm is…is gonesnow….Abbotworm request mouseworm come back to Redhome”
Scioto folds his arms over his chest, “Then Abbot Benar or someone else can come get her their selves, I will be happy to turn her over to them in fact. And do make it soon, I rather NOT bring her there myself, I rarely go to the abbey and they know it.Now..leave…” He turns and walks off, he is still in a foul mood and its wise for the bird to fly away.
The sparrow does indeed fly off back to the abbey.
Scioto meanwhile heads to his home, after telling the guards he will not be disturbed unless it’s important, he heads inside and takes the rest of the day off and it’s just now barely lunch time.
