Everybody in Ferravale, meet Kyran (VERY loooooooooooooooong FV Log. I mean, like, freakishly long. 'Cause I don't do splitting up logs. Mostly 'cause I forget :P)
Sorry for all of the typoes I've missed.
Ferravale Tavern
In which insanity happens :P
Sorry it got so long :O
Jasmine is working in the tavern and making sure beasts have thier drinks and food as she goes from table to table. She picks up dirty glasses and plates and places them in a wash bin and makes sure clean ale glasses are out for those wanting a drink.
Kyran walks in and sits down at a table, he orders a dark ale and sets out the needed coins for paying and looks around the tavern.
Jasmine gets the dark ale for the rat and nods "I don't remember ever seing you before, are ya new to the village sir?" She gets the coins and places them in her pouch,"Any food today sir?"
Kyran nods "I am passing threw with my two...children, they are sleeping in the Inn right now, we are to get supplies nd head on up the road. A meal is not needed as we will eat later"
Oakenpaw enters with his infamus staff and moves behindteh tavern bar, where he begins tending bar
Jasmine nods "Well you guys be careful as there is snow now and one never knows when more snow will come." She heads on other to other tables as she takes orders, cleans tables and gets dishes.
Kyran eyes the hare giving him an odd look "I think you be in the wrong place long ears, may want to go sit elsewhere" He takes a long drink of ale.
Jasmine is very surprised a hare is here"Ummm do you need some help there sir?"
Oakenpaw raises an ear "Wot wot?" he chuckles "Hardly lass, I AM the elp...like somethin from the tavern?
Jasmine says, "I am one of the tavern helpers so I can get in my self sir"
Oakenpaw says, "ahh yes lass, Jazmine I ave heard o ye"
Kyran smirks as he takes a long drink again, "I be careful if I was you hare, or you may end up on the menu one day as the special of the day"
Jasmine frowns at this and goes back to helping out at a table of rats who order some ale and scones
Oakenpaw chuckles to the rat "every beast has to go some way...but if I do I will give ye the WORST case o indigestion EVER...." he begisn washing ale stines
Kyran says, "Well I do not eat hare..."
Oakenpaw says, "well that will spare ya either a good DRUBBING or a tummy ache"
Jasmine finsihes her work for now and sits down to rest for a little while, "I wonder if we will get any more snow today?"
Kyran shrugs "It doesnt brother me and my children, we travel through what ever to get where we are going "
Jasmine says, "Well I would still be carefull, with little ones for sure"
Kyran says, "They are not so much dibbuns now, they will be fine"
Oakenpaw asks, "travelers are always welcomeinthese parts Wot?"
Kyran finsihes his glass "Well we are only staying a couple days, then we head off"
Jasmine says, "Traverling in the snow doesnt sound liek fun to me, but guess as long as a storm doesnt happen"
Oakenpaw says, "Just wotch out for the Chief's daughter round ere..she has a pet snake, but he is nottoo bad a fellow"
Kyran ears perk with intrest "A snake...what ever a snake is not a problem in this weather so I am not concerned"
Jasmine asks, "A snake?...Well least its cold weather"
Oakenpaw nods "he is likely in the basment hibernating
Kyran remembers this as he orders another ale
Oakenpaw draws an ale from a kask and delivers it to the rat
Jasmine says, "Well...guess one always needs to be carefull, there is ice and snow now after all"
Kyran looks at the ale from the hare but doesn't drink it as he nods "Yes I suppose one does, thanks for the info"
Oakenpaw asks, "Somethin wrong wi the ale Lad?"
Cynthia enters the tavern, her hood is up and over her head and she has her grey and white sleeveless claok on. She walks up and sits by Kyran and nods to him quietly as she keeps her hood up.
Kyran looks over at the cloaked beast and nods "Ahh..daughter, where is your brother Coal at?"
Jasmine smilesas she is friendly today "Hello there"
Cynthia whispers very very low so only Kyran hears her, then stays quiet and gives a small wave to the ferret.
Kyran nods and looks at the hare "I guess I was not as thisty as I thought," Yeah he is not drink ale from a hare.
Oakenpaw says, "well your loss I upgraded to to october ale....." he looks at Cynthia "ello there lass"
Jasmine asks, "How did you get that stuff? Its from the abbey isnt it? Why have taht stuff here?"
Kyran chuckles "Prehaps he stole the stuff"
Cynthia stays quiet and dosn't speak, or look up at any beast right now as she fiddles with a silver necklance chain around her neck.
Oakenpaw chuckles "aye a Theving hare" he looks to jasmine "Ferravale and Redwall have a treaty..we do not kill, woth others call vermin, on sight, and we trade, Honey and ale, for goods from here at Ferravale...and we defend each other when thereis needs....hence why I am here, brininghealingto beasts wot like to fight...LOTS
Jasmine says, "Thats a joke, Ferravale has fights and even kills beasts as this IS a vermin village after all, this place is mostly vermin and I know a good deal dont like woodlanders.Just cause there is a treaty doesnt mean we trade with them."
Kyran says, "Yes vermin and woodlanders rarely get along hare so I be careful around here..even if you hear that means nothing to some, they could care less"
Cynthia just listens as the beasts talk and sighs, she just wants to get going and on out of this area sooner rather than later.
Kyran says, "I always liked a good fight sometimes"
Jasmine says, "the last major fight in here broke a couple tables and chairs, the boss was not happy at all"
Oakenpaw says, "Well lets see I am a master healer andhave beenhere many seasons... and friendto teh Chief...would ya think I know ifthere is a treaty?"
Oakenpaw says, "and I agree with you Sir Rat, I enjoy a good fight....and I fight meself"
Jasmine says, "The master healer here is Jase not you hare"
Oakenpaw rolls eyes "you arguin Vermin..Master healer is a LEVEL of healing, not the position lass
Jasmine says, "And I didnt say no treaty, I just said I serious dont think they trade with teh abbey, from what I did hear its simply a no attck you if you dont attck here sort of thing, no one ever even goes to that abbey place"
Cynthia watches as they argue and sighs again as she drums her fingers, "Can we just...go"
Oakenpaw asks, "go? Go where?"
Kyran chuckles "Of course dear and where we go is not your concern hare"
Oakenpaw says, "oh you willbe followed" the hare teases unable to resist"
Oakenpaw says, "The Birds ya know..wot?"
Jasmine shakes her head and heads to the back of the tavern to clean some dishes and help cook lunch
Kyran says, "There is always ways to avoid being followed, and if not there is a free dinner"
Cynthia frowns but stays where she is as she glaces around.
Oakenpaw chuckles "you can'tcatch wot ya can't see Sir Rat, Madame mouse
Kyran rolls his eyes, "And I am not a mouse and neither is my daughter..woodlander" He hisses a little.
Cynthia has a hooden cloak up and so its hard to tell what species she is as he ID is very well hidden
Oakenpaw shrugs "Stature seems kinda mousy ta me
Kyran gets out a dagger "And maybe you need some manners hare?"
Cynthia sighs and speaks low "Can we just go...elsewhere" She rather not see someone die, she seen enough of that" I can wake up..c...cole and we can go"
Oakenpaw laughs heartily "well there is no DOUBT about that Sir rat" he says Jovially "but I was unaware that rats knew much about manners...So Cum...is there a chance ta be frieds rat? or are ya just outto lick a fight?" he takes hold of his stout staff
Kyran grips the dagger, "I hate woodlanders" He looks at Cynthia and grumbles low,"We go when I say we go"
Oakenpaw says, "Hate is a nasty thing...causes alot of heartbreak...but you can hate me, i can still beat ya in a fight" he smiles, notthreatening he just believesit"
Kyran smirks "I have heard that before..shortly after that the beast saying it drops dead"
Cynthia speaks without looking at the hare"Just stop sir hare, he WILL kill you if you dont"
Oakenpaw says, "ye might findthat the exception here" heloosk atthe smaller one "I do not wish to be rude to this one...seems a noble beast"
Kyran smirks as he stands "I wonder what hare meat tastes like hmmms?" He chuckles a little insanely. Dec 17, 2015 at 10:01 a.m.
Cynthia speaks"Bad..it tastes bad" She has no clue and doesnt want to find out" Lets just go your making beasts STARE at you"
Oakenpaw asks, "Alreadytold ya only 2 possible outcomes, a verry bad tummy ache or a verra SORE head" he pulls Matilda closer, the hare not in the slightest scared "you wanna do this civilized? in the fight pit? or do it need to be to th death...by the way, I woudl say if you take out a healer...then most ofthe Guilds here will not be happy wi ya"
Kyran grins as he holds his dagger, "We go dear after the hare falls dead at my footpaws." Yes his voice is SERIOUS on that .
Cynthia frowns as she stands up "No.." She whispers low"You want unwanted attention?"
Oakenpaw giggles "Sorry lass looks like yer father may need me services..I will try notto thump him TOO hard
Kyran grins, "Your be giggleing your last stupid giggle soon hare, oh not to worry I will dump his body at those redwall gates, then we shall head on down the road.
Oakenpaw says, "my word thats gonna be quite a hike....don't worry lass..nomatter the outcome I will not kill yer pappa...but yer right everone WILL know about im"
Cynthia frowns "You cant kill an abbey beast!" She looks at the rat now, as she gets in front of him, she has on a cloak and hides her ID so itys hard to tell she is a mouse "Stop!"
Kyran narrows his eyes at the small beast "Move" he says in a warning to Cynthia, "Now..."
Oakenpaw kneels down, keeping an eye on the ratty rat, to speak to Cynthia "i don't want you to get hurt" he says gently "Don't worry...I have seen im fight..watched im..many beasts do this, I will notharm him badly....if he's not careful the Town guard will arrest im before e even does anything
The front door to the tavern opens, and the petite white cat named Blisa enters, trailed by Clarissa the rat (sporting her 13 knives and 1 bullwhip), Ferdinand the ferret (with 1 sabre) and Valerie the vixen healer. The feline pauses when she sees the situation, saying, "What in the--!"
Kyran snorts and goes to act as if he will leave and then goes to stab the mouse in the area around the collar bone as he growls and pushes her towards the floor as he jumps down"I don;t need her..I have my other friend, he will make a good thief or...just die" He grins and goes to slip out a back door quickly and head to the Inn to grab someone and do his best to avoid guards, course he can and most likely will be hunted and found but they have other issues to tend to first.
Cynthia eyes go wide as she is stabed and a look of pain cross her face as she falls and her hood falls to her shoulders...wait she is a mouse after all and one in need of a healer now too..."N...noooo" She tries to get out.
Oakenpaw would normaly have used his staffto parry the blow but the coward used the mouse as a shield "Great Martins Wishers" he says as his paw places pressure on the wound
Valerie the vixen darts across the room, opening her satchel on the way. "I'm a healer! How badly is she injured?" she kneels beside the mouse and hare. Ferdinand and Clarissa try to grab the fleeing Kyran, but fail miserably. Blisa runs to the hare's side, looking very troubled. "What happened? Why did he stab her? Do you know who he is?"
Cynthia frowns as her collar bone bleeds, the wound is deep but luckly missed anything vital.."He..Kyran..he has an abbey novice" She shivers a little, she been stabed and not that it was a surprise but more surprised she is not dead and the dagger stops most of the bleeding..."He..not my dad....and don't have br...brother....Cole...not his name"
Oakenpaw's ears perk, his own healers bag beside im, he looks at Valarie "Appy to have the elp lass..can you do th sutures?" he asks before looking at Blissa "Well she said it, e were pickin a fight...apparently he has an abbey beast....Ferdy thanks fer yer elp lad and that o yer companion
Ferdinand sighs at the hare calling him 'Ferdy', but decides to just let it go this time. "I jutht with we could've caught him......" Valerie quickly gets out a needle and clean thread, aswell as 2 bottles, 1 containing peppermint oil, the other containing a red powder. "Somebeast needs to hold her still while I put this cyanne on it to numb it and stop the bleeding...." Blisa purses her lips, then points at Clarissa, who for some reason hides behind the ferret. "Please go get Bandit, and hurry!!"
Cynthia shivers, this is what she was afraid of, but deep down she should of listen to the abbot, why didn't she and why did Caleb have to be stupid and follow her. Well she didn't ask him to and she just tried to stop the rat from killing a hare, a redwall healer hare at that as she shivers and looks at the beasts surrounding her. Yes some are vermin but they are helping her, her eyes close a little.."Am..I ..gonna die?" She knows she is loseing blood still, she whimpers and tries to speak more" Kyran...he has novice..c...Caleb..."
Cynthia frowns, she tries to calm herself and relax, she is failing....and her breathing is slightly down, as is her heart rate.."Tell...tell Abbot Benar...s..sorry didnt listen...d...dindt mean Caleb f..follow me......" Tears go doen her face, the wound hurts, and she is scared and shovering..."G..You..them find Kyran...."
Oakenpaw says, "I have her lass....Oh and Sorry Ferdinand...I keep using a term of friendship..I will watch muself...No yer not gonna Die lass, it would ruin me perfect record"
Blisa presses her fists to her temples and shrieks, "CALEB?! DoraRose and Leon's son? Why did he leave the Abbey?!" Clarissa runs out into the cold to find the Head Guard. Ferdinand goes to help hold Cynthia still for the vixen. Valerie opens the bottle. "No you're not gonna die, not if I have anything to say on the matter. Just.....this is gonna hurt. Like, alot. Try to hold still, please, okay?" She goes to pour some of the cyanne pepper on the wound. It shoudl burn like her collarbone is on FIRE. Not kidding.
In a village the size of Ferrevale it proves easy to find the head guard. When not in the tavern or passing by the bakery the fox is usually found behind his desk, hiding from the ever growing stack of paper work that floods his office.
Bandit enters the tavern first. The well rounded fox looks anything but jolly while dressed in chainmail covered with a guard tabbard and armed with a broad sword. He slams the door to the tavern open. "One day." He states flattly. "I'm back for only one day and already something happens." He pauses to survay the room then marches towards the collection of beasts and wounded. "Explain. Now." he says flattly.
Cynthia screams as the herbs burn, but it does slow the bleeding and thats what is needed as she tenses up and for now goes silent as tears go down her face.
Oakenpaw Looks at bandit and says "Rat, name Kyran" he gives a description "is holding Flicky's God son Caleb, says you can't catch him and is gonna make you eat lettys...Sic im bandit
Clarissa turns right back around and says, "Found 'im, Captain." Blisa whips aroudn and glares at the Head Guard, only being silenced by Ferdinand pointing his finger at her threateningly at her. "DoraRothe and Leon'th thon hath been kidnapped by a rat who tried to kill thith young mouthe here." He somehoe manages to staty calm while helping hold a screaming mouse still. Valerie ignores the scream and starts trying to stitch the wound closed. Her stitches are very tiny and close together to reduce scarring. The cat, meanwhile, has sat down at a table and is resting her forehead in her paws. She seems to be struggling to maintain her composure, although it's hard to tell if she's about to start bawling or screaming and throwing things around in rage.
The fox passes a long glance at the wounded mouse, looking her over after listening to oakenpaw. He turns to the ferret bodyguard. "Oh just lovely. He can't have gone far. I'll have the guards search house by house if we have to. He WON'T get away. And he won't be going to jail..." he adds offhandedly.
The fox turns on his heel. There are orders to be given and beasts to give them too, but he pauses, glancing at Blisa who reminds him of a boiling pot ready to explode. Clamping a paw down on her shoulder he gives her an intense stare, as if to say, don't lose your cool with out saying so in front of her guards. Then turns and marches towards the door.
Cynthia eyes close for a brief time and open slowly again as her wound is sewn shut, she still has some tears going down her face but she is not shivering as bad now as she was before.
Oakenpaw offers a gentle paw "I am a redwall healer Lass..and this gel here, a Ferravale healer..yer in good hands..You and Blissa should not worry about young Caleb, ge will take care of imself and bandit will find im... things are good thats wot they re
Blisa whips around and bites Bandit's gloved-covered paw the second he touches her, but the her ears go flat on her head and she looks up at him with very sad eyes. She releases him with a mumbled "Sorry...." Valerie has finished stitching the wound shut, then goes to bandage it. Ferdinand, upon seeing that he's no longer needed, follows the Head Guard out. "Bandit!" Clarissa chews on a claw, then asks the hare, "This Kyran beast. Did 'e say 'e wanted anythin', messmate?"
Pausing with a paw on the door handle the heavy set guard calls back, "Make it quick. I have a drag net to organize. Is there anything else I need to know." He demands a bit more roughly than he intends.
Cynthia looks between them and frowns, she then closes her eyes as she slips into a weak faint, nothing too deep but she will be out for a few hours.
Oakenpaw looks to Blissa "Lass...why is this hitting you so hard? we been in worse Scraps, everything will turn out ok...I promise ya"
"I DON'T WANNA TALK ABOUT IT!!" comes the cat's overreacting answer. Clarissa goes to guide the phreaking out feline to the other side of the bar, speaking in whispers to her. Valerie checks her patient over as she murmurs to the hare, "She killed a squirrel the other because it was attacking us and she's not handling it properly." Ferdinand goes to escort the male fox outside as he mutters moodily, "Okay, firtht, calm down. Mith Blitha ith going to fire you if you don't chill out a little. Thecondly, Blitha ith going to fire you if you don't take my advice becauthe the'th....*sigh*...." he rubs his forehead.
Oakenpaw looks to Clarissa "that's about all I know bout that one Rat lass.....did not know him long....but if he has Caleb....
Outside the tavern the fox narrows his eyes at the ferret and speaks with a patience that belittles his rising ire. "Ferd. I just spent the last month dodging fur traders, snakes and eagles. Now I have a kidnapper on the loose who is obviously dangerous and every moment I spend chatting about it the better his chance at getting away." he rests a paw on his shoulder, "You're my friend Ferd, but if you tell me to chill out again, I will force feed you your own armor."
Removing his paw he turns, once again abruptly to a pair of guards trying to secure the tavern and keep beasts from entering. He chats quietly but quickly with a bat. The bat nods, his helmet bouncing back and forth loosely on his head before he flies off.
"Ok, NOW You can tell me what is going on." The fox rests his paws on his hips, leaning his bulk to one side as he addresses Ferd again.
Ferdinand waits patiently for the fox to finish talking to the other guards, leaning against the tavern door. When the Head guard turns back to him, he holds up a finger and says, "Okay, pleathe thtop calling me 'Ferd'. Only Mith Blitha ith allowed to call me that. I will force-fed you carrotth if you call me that again." the word 'carrots' might be code for something less yummy. "Do you remember that thquirrel Blitha killed the other week?" Blisa, meanwhile is curled up in a fetal spoition on a booth, with Clarissa standing nearby, scratching the back of her head helplessly. On the other side of the room, Valerie stands from helping her patient and stretches. "Well, that was exciting." she comments sarcastically.
Oakenpaw moves over to Ferdinand and offers his paw "Sorry I made that slip too Chap...proud to know ya Ferdinand....and I will be 'appy to 'ave yours, Bandits, and that other gel's 'elp finding Caleb...one thing though, if we find the rat...can I be the one that kills it?" OOC: he had to go outside to say that, but whatever :) BIC:
Scioto walks on up to the tavern and crosses his arms over his chest "What is going on now? Why is the tavern blocked was there another fight or something, are more tables broken?"
The fox's ears slide forward as he raises an eyebrow to Ferdinand. He opens his mouth to reply then turns to face the Chief. "Sir. Uh...well..." The fox rubs the back of his neck, how to explain this to the chief? "Mouse got stabbed in the tavern. Ferdinand can fill you in on the details." He attempts to push the ferret towards Scioto, then says to the ferret, "We can talk about...the other thing...later when we don't have a kidnapper on the loose." he hesitates, thinking of something else to add, then shakes his head.
Ferdinand gets pushed and makes a peculiar squeaky sound as he loses his balance, and then catches himself. "Uh, yeah, jutht pleathe dont' do again, okay, Oakenpaw....uh, he can tell you what happened, Thir," the ferret adds, pointing to the hare. "Mith Blitha and I arrived late." Valerie sticks her head around the door. "We need a cot and some healers to take the mouse to the Infirm so she can rest." And it's now a mystery to everyone what's going on with Clarissa and Blisa because everyone is outside!
Scioto is the chieftain, beasts WILL move for him or else, he makes his way inside and to where the others are "A mouse was stabbed, a mouse from where?" He frowns as he hopes its not an abbey beast.
The fox watches the chief head inside. With a sigh of relief Bandit turns to the ferret once again. He winces before he replies. These old wounds, when did they start not healing quickly? He was still a young beast! Should he be this sore?
"So Blisa is having trouble dealing with the fact she killed a beast?" He hufs, "Not surprising really." He gives the ferret a shrug. "Not sure what I can do about it. I mean, I know the feeling." The fox remembers the shrew he killed not but a day ago. He doesn't remember it effecting him as much as it would have in the past. "She just needs time...I guess."
Oakenpaw sighs to Scioto "She appears to have been the Rat's slave...This Rat, took that mouse to th' Abbey, and in an attempt to help the mouse...Caleb was captured by this rat. I happened in on the Rat in the Tavern, and he picked a Fight wi me Wot? This mouse were concerned and when she tries to Protect me...this rat stabbed her, but she will be ok"
Scioto listens and tries to make out all the hare is saying, he listens carefully and his ears go flat on his head, "Who at the abbey knows what happen?" Hey he wants all parts of the story, unless course it's not fully known. He walks over to check on Blisa, "Blisa?"
Ferdinand the ferret sighs and shakes his head. "It'th not jutht that. Her grief ith being rerouted to anger becauthe the'th not handling it properly. Tho.....be careful." Blisa ignores her father, but Clarissa the rat waves at him. "Oh, 'ello yer Lordship. The little lassie is, um, I'm not sure from where....." Valerie the vixen nods. "She should be feeling better in a few days."
Oakenpaw says, "I have no idea if the Abbey knows yet or not"
Scioto sighs "Will I need to make a trip to...the abbey?" It seems he seriously rather not unless its serious needed, "I rather not unless its needed it's been a long time since been there"
Plunderfur walks down the road to the tavern, footsteps thudding heavily on the path. He has a dagger sheathed in his belt. He frowns at Ferdinand and Bandit.
Bandit rubs the bridge of his nose, sighing deeply. The fox to the casual eye looks is a brown furred swift fox with a beach ball sized belly growing under his chainmail tunic. "Yes, I see your point. It's one thing for a young beast to be going through this, a young leader in training...that...that..." he doesn't finish. Ferdinand shouldn't have to be told the dangers of having a young beast with power become emotionally unstable. "I'll...try...to be sensitive about it when I'm around her...I guess." That is the best comfort the fox can provide. To not be a problem.
The fox shakes his head, not seeing the rat on the street yet.
Inside the tavern, Blisa looks up at her father, then hiccups. "I killed an evil squirrel last week," she says in a monotone, her green eyes wide and listless, and slightly unfocused. Valerie suddenly starts waving her paw int he air. "Ooh, ooh, ooh, I'll go to Redwall for you!!!" Clarissa just laughs at her friend. "Naw, ye're too eager. Make Lady Blisa go." Outside the tavern, Ferdinand smiles. "That'th all I can athk for. Thank you. Hopefully the'll let Val help her thoon...." he spots the newcomer, but for now ignores him because the guards keeping the mob of curious (and slightly upset) would-be tavern goers at bay can handle it all.
Oakenpaw looks at the new rat's arrival (plunderfur) and nods to 'im "'Ello there lad...names Oakenpaw...pleased to meet ya "
Scioto listens as his daughter speaks "If he was evil and you were protecting someone"
Plunderfur, not spotting any of the strange tavern-goers inside, asks bandit: "Why're you there? I don't 'member any 'ards in front of the 'ol tavern." He glares at them.
"Yeah, well, I don't want to say the wrong word and end up in Basil's guts. I already got half eaten by snake out in the woods, I don't want Blisa's pet to finish the job-" he pauses, turning to the rat. Ah yes, the public. That thing that Bandit so loved to interact with.
Adjusting his belt over his ample stomach Bandit says to the rat. "Well we don't usually have reason to." he pauses, realizing just how often fights break out here. "Anyway, it's none of your concern, ah, citizen. Move along. Nothing to see here."
Ferdinand returns the newcomer's glare, but for now stays silent. Inside the tavern, Blisa shrugs and looks ready to cry. Valerie and Clarissa come over to the Chieftain's side. The vixen whispers, "She's not handling it very well, and she won't take my advice."
Oakenpaw looks at the vixen "A female not wanting to take advice?" he looks horrified "say it is not SO "
Scioto nods as he listens, he sits by Blisa and will think on how to help her, "Well...killing a beast can ...does get to one, if it didn't then well....it would not be too good a thing. We can talk later maybe...I may have to go to the abbey find out about this rat if the rat has a novice the abbey does need to know"
Outside the tavern, Plunderfur is looking pretty furious. The rest of the crowd has given him space. He gives Bandit the evil eye again and yells: "I was gone 5 seasons in the horde! 5 seasons! And when I revisit my glorious hometown, THIS is the welcome I get?!?"
Plunderfur's blood-rusted dagger has been pulled out of it's scabbard at this point.
The fox takes a step back from the rat. Apparently a horde rat who is willing to start a fight for not being able to get ale into his belly at noon. Some days it doesn't pay to get out of bed. Paw rubbing his eyes the fox replies after a long pause. "Wot?" he shakes his head, trying to calm down rat before he gets himself in trouble. Or rather have witnesses at least say he tried to calm him down before he is forced to stab him. "Listen...today has been...a day. I have a kidnapper to find and I don't have time to deal with crazy. So...welcome back to Ferrevale!" The fox smiles broadly, then in the next instant scowls. "Now move along."
Blisa goes to crawl into her father's lap. "Can.....can I come with you?" Valerie glares at the hare. "Not helpful, dude. Ah, I just said dude!" Clarissa struggles to not laugh. "Ye've hung out with her Ladyship for quite a while, haven't ye?" Outside, in the cold, Ferdinand calmly draws his sabre and pretends to be fully absorbed in making sure it's in good working order, when in actuality he's ready to leap into a fight is needs be.
Plunderfur narrows his eyes so much it looks like he's closing them, but something in the brown-stained eyes suggests vile alertness. The crowd is now completely silent. Plunderfur, wielding his dagger, prepares for a flying leap into the tavern.
The fox twitches an eye. He wouldn't, would he? No one is that crazy, right? Then the rat prepares to leap into the tavern. Bandit let's out a loud yipe, trying to leap at the rat in an attempt to stop him, trying to grab his tail, "WAIT! STOP!"
Ferdinand leaps forward to meet the rat and goes to slap his across the face with the flat of his sabre, then goes to put the point at the rat's throat. "Don't. Even. Think it."
Plunderfur immediately pulls away from the sabre with expert movement and darts behind the bar of the tavern, using it as a shield for cover while he goes through some of the tavern's best ales.
Plunderfur remains ignorant of any of the inhabitants of the tavern except the two guards
The fox lands hard on his fleshy belly to the laughter of the mob. He picks himself up, glaring at the guard beasts who just stood by and watched. "Don't just stand there! Get after him!" Some days it really did not pay to get out of bed...
Oh no! I wonder what happened next.....don't you just LOVE how Bandit and I do so many cliffhangers? I would say I'm sorry, but I'm really not ;) Thanks for reading!
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