Going After Nightfur!
RW Abbey: Kitchen Yard
Boasting a decent view of the Abbey's orchards and gardens, this
space is mostly a work area, displaying well trampled grass and the
occasonal bare spot. An especaily worn spot is the path that leads
between the kitchen gardens and the vineyards.
From one end of the kitchen yard to the other, the space is nearly
filled by the tremendous gnarled trunk of an ancient apple tree,
roots and branches and boughs trimmed off and piled alongside for
later use. A deep groove of mud-churned sod and torn grass leads
back to the orchard, from where the fallen tree must have come.
There are also a variety of workshops around the edge of the yard,
the wood-shop, the cooper for making barrels. The small smithy
where the abbey's tools are made, the potters kiln and the brewery.
Exits: [Vine]yards, [K]itchen [G]arden
Zork is busy working at the forge, still making a couple things for the Bell Tower and a couple pots and pans for the kitchens. He checks the bellows and nods as he makes sure the fire stays hot.
Zinnia walks around and has a lot on her mind, seeing Zork she smiles and walks over to him; she stays a little ways from the forge and just watches him work.
Zork keeps working not looking up just yet to see Zinnia, he studies a square bit of metal and nods as he grins and sets to work finishing up the large piece, maybe a base for something.
Oz comes out once in a while over to the forge, usually when he needs to talk to Zork and today is one of those days, “Zork, need to discuss something."
Zinnia smiles and goes to hug Oz, "Uncle Oz." She blinks not being sure on what’s needed to talk about, she debates on staying or heading elsewhere if it’s an important talk.
Zork looks up from his work and grins wide, he lays down his tools and walks over, his old tunic a little messed up with some soot, "Wot ya be a needin'..."He looks between Zinnia and Oz and chuckles "Oh I thinks I know wot ya..I adopted Zinnia, she be me daughter now..not sure I be good at de job and so ya be her uncle see and..yeah that be all Ozzy or was thar something else?"
Oz nods "And I am fine with being an uncle, a little warning would of been nice and it may of been better had her..Papa..been there for her yesterday morning when she was upset over some issues at the gates night before last, nothing major it was handled well and gates and walls are now even more secure"
Zork tilts his head, "Wot happen; last night, err night befor' last Ozzy?" He looks at Zinnia as maybe she can explain more, "Ya ok lass? Wot happen?"
Zinnia frowns, "It was a big deal..Nightfur was there and he..he almost" Great now she is going to cry again.
Zork frowns, "He almost wot, err wait Nightfur were ere'..." He makes a fist at his side "Near...de..gates" He manages to hold back a temper rising now.
Oz goes to pat Zinnia on the shoulder, "Shhhh...he left and no one was hurt, and I am fine." He decides to explain" Nightfur came he knocked out a couple guards with sleeping darts, I noticed when came to deliver the guards some soup and hot cider, Nightfur managed to slam me into the wall by the gates, I guess Zinnia heard the noise or heard Nightfur and me speaking, she poked her head out and...anyways Lee and Bandit and some guards came, all got back in the abbey and Nightfur went who knows where, I wasn't harmed..."He does rub his throat, a small area of messed up fur when the blade tip made a small nick and one shoulder is slightly swollen from the wall, but he looks ok otherwise and his shoulder seems to not be brothering him, or at least he isn’t saying it does.
Zork listens and this only makes him get that look of pure hate of Nightfur, he walks over to check on Oz neck and does notice the small cut, he checks for anything else and steps back, now fists at both sides, "Nightfur..he dies..HE DIES!" He also makes sure Zinnia is ok and goes to put tools away and calls over a novice to make sure the billows are left alone as they will be hot for a while and he goes to head to the entry.
Zinnia frowns, she is fine, just was scared, and this doesn’t help her be less scared, "W..Where are you going..Papa?"
Oz goes to push Zork away gently, "I am Fine stop it!..I said I wasn’t hurt, yes he had me at sword point and yes it could of ended a lot worse but it didn’t, he shoved me towards the road and think went after either Bandit or Lee, both of which heard are still alive."
Zork narrows his eyes "I am huntin' down Nightfur..he will be paying soon."
Zinnia frowns "Papa...no, no He will hurt you, don’t want him to hurt anyone else or..kill anyone else, he ..he already killed my family."
Oz frowns as he listens, "Nightfur was the one who had enslaved you before? No wonder you seemed so afraid, even when just a name is mentioned."
Zinnia nods as she sits down, tears go down her face now.
Zork listens to all that’s said, "Then yet another reason ta hunts down de scum." He turns and heads off.
Zinnia more tears as she hugs tightly to Oz, "Make him not go..make him stay"
Oz sighs deeply, he takes her paw and heads to the entry, “Come on Zinnia, if I need to I will get the abbot or Benar to stop him..if that’s possible"
RW Abbey: Entry
You stand on a grassy sward between two cottages. To the south you see a small, calm pond. To the north lies an open space where the Abbey has its feasts in the warmer seasons. To the east is the Great Hall, a massive structure that rises far above the abbey walls and is completed with large towers that pierce upwards into the sky. The main building is completed with a large, iron banded door that would allow one into the Great Hall.
The blanket of snow is replaced with the vibrant greens of spring. Newly sprung flowers and young shoots dot the path. They hold a promise of color and enhancement. The earth is relatively dry here, and the soil rich for growing, but muddy patches of dirt still can be found. Many Abbeybeasts can be seen tending to the gardens, though some are content with just being out and about, enjoying the warmth of the virgin sun and the pleasent weather. Dirt pawprints are tracked upon the clearing's surface, serving as witness to the fact that the majority of Abbeybeasts are caught up in the "spring fever." Most will will do just about anything, or make any excuse to be outside, eager to watch as spring colors emerge in scraggly clumps.
Exits/Entrances:
[G]reat [H]all [C]limb to the [R]amparts [A]bbey [P]ond
[Ga]te [H]ouse [Leave] through the gates [Open] Ground
[C]hampion's [C]ottage
Zork comes out of the area where weapons are kept, he also went to his chest in his room and got out his bark leather armor that he straps on, his chainmail goes over his chest and he has padding on his legs and places some gloves on his paws, he also has his long blade, Blade of The North wind Storms, a blade so large it’s a wonder he can even wield it but he can! It stays strapped to his back as he looks to the abbey exit and to a guard "I am heading outta ere' ta find Nightfur, thar still be search parties round..I will check on em' as well, do move aside."
Oz can’t see Zork but he has a fairly good idea what he has done, "Zork..you need to stay at the abbey"
Zinnia looks over Zork and frowns, she rushes over to hug him, "Papa..Papa don't just stay here, don’t leave, I don't want you to die"
Zork looks down at Zinnia, he does return the hug but gets her loose from him, "Honey..I needs ta do this, I have me armor, I have me blade, ya someone will dies all right, it be Nightfur who will dies taday lass, he soon know not ta mess with me friends or me family"
Oz sighs "Zork..listen please, you can't go out all..peeved off at the world, your not be able to fight as well..at all, remember what Silverfangs would say anger clouds the mind and that’s what’s happening right now."
Zinnia frowns, looks like she rather not get loose from him, anything to make him not go outside the doors.
Zork manages to back away from Zinnia and glances at Oz, "Yes Ozzy..but, he NEEDS stopped and soon notta later, I am a very skilled warrior I will be fine" again he goes to the gate.
Oz shakes his head,"Zork..I am not saying you’re not a skilled fighter, I know you are, your one of the best fighters we have here and don't you think that’s important" He does go to block him, "Stay and we can talk, think this threw.."
Zinnia rushes off into the great hall, clearly upset and most likely going to go avoid most beasts again today.
Zork looks over as Zinnia runs into the abbey building and then to Oz as he picks him up, which he could easily do, most likely the only beast who could and places him away from the door, "I..will be heading out ta find Nightfur now and kill him." Anger still in in his voice as he once again heads outside, a guard starts to follow and he shakes his head.
Oz frowns as he is picked up and sit away from the gates, he shakes his head as a novice is close, they come to ask if all is well and Oz speaks "No..get Lorimis or Benear". And the novice is off as Oz tries once more." I can’t make you stay, maybe someone higher up can but going out in the mood your in or foolish and dangerous and.." He gets ready to go on, its lecture time and he has not lectured in a while, he is due a good one :)
Zork places a paw on Oz mouth, "No lecture little bro I am heading out and..." He frowns and has his mind set to hunt down Nightfur, he suddenly takes Oz in a large hug, "I love ya little bro and I love Zinnia too, if sumthing happens ya tell eer' ok...ya can looks fer me if ya want." He quickly leaves before the lecture starts.
Oz mmphs!..He listens and allows the hug, not that he was expecting it, he feels tears of worry coming to his own eyes as he is place down and hears Zork leave, "Zork...why" He sighs and sits on the steps, great today can't get any worse...well hopefully not.
Zork has tears going down his own face as he heads down the road and into the woodlands, he is also beyond peeved, way beyond as cold hate for Nightfur goes threw him, yeah Nightfur is in big trouble now.
--- couple hours later in the woods ---
Zork is out and looking for the fox Nightfur, he is peeved and so very very close to Blood wrath it’s self as he walks along the path, his shoulder wound still bandaged from before, still tender and sore as he has been over using it at the forge when he was told not to, he didn’t listen, he looks around and is somewhat alert for sounds.
Close by is Nightfur and a group of 12-14 vermin, near a campfire, Nightfur stands as he grins, he has a couple hedgehogs as slaves. “We will soon have control over the woodlanders.”
Zork hears the voices and snarls, his anger building, dangerous level as he draws his blade and just let’s go, he charges into the campsite slicing at vermin left and right to get to Nightfur, a rat and weasel killed right away.
Nightfur spins around and draws his twin blades as the mad badger attacks the camp, he sidesteps and slices at his shoulder as a ferret and two rats go to stab the badger as well, a fox sneaks up behind the badger ready to strike.
Zork growls and snarls and grabs a weasel by the throat and slams it into the ground and slices around with his blade, he sees Nightfur and gets his cloak ripped badly and a deep cut to his shoulder, his shoulder AGAIN.
Nightfur smiles coldly and slices at the badger, just trying for small cuts, he gets behind some of his own beasts as they fall and die before the badger, he is aiming to tire Zork out as this little fight and dance goes on like this for a good 10 minutes.
Zork is clearly tried, and swinging a sword for so long can get to a beast, he groans, he slices off a rats head and gets a gash on his forehead, he about falls into the fire pit area and stops himself getting a slight burn on his paw, the fight in him seems to be dyeing down, he holds his chest as he can feel a possible cracked rib.
Nightfur smirks and chuckles insanely, he goes to stab and slice at one leg to make him fall, his numbers fall quickly but the fox seems to care less.
Zork pants as he has already beheaded a rat and ferret, he has sliced open one fox's chest and they are now dead, a couple weasels are very injured as he rushes the fox again.
Nightfur sidesteps as the badger seems to be running out of stem, a weasel does the smart thing drops thier weapon and runs, Nightfur growls and slams the hilt of his blade into the back of the badgers head.
Zork is clearly out of fight power, his shoulder pours blood, he has a cut on his chest, not a serious one, and a cut on his forehead, one rib cracked and the hilt hits him as he groans and falls sideways, panting from the fight and now his vision is serious dazed
.
Nightfur acts quickly and puts his arm over and over the badger, his blade at his throat, "You lose..I could so kill you right now, but maybe I will let you see my base after all...chained to my wall, I even have a nice place for a badger."
There is a rustling in the bushes to the west, followed by some sailor speak (swearing) as a fox bashes his head into a tree branch. Said fox stumbles out into the forest path. "Bleedin, stupid, when I find Zork..." The pudgy fox Bandit has been following the badger for some time now, following him by scent and other various means. His signature rapier 'Old Rusty' is at his side along with a small fencing dagger. The fox takes in a deep breath, still bandaged on his side and chest from the last fight. "When I find Zork so help me I...I...Ayeeee..." The fox's ears fall flat as he looks up to see the carnage before him.
Zork snarls weakly, the blood from his forehead goes over his eye, "Your...scum. Ya won’t get away with this.." He hears Bandit close by and groans.
Nightfur keeps the sword pressed against his throat, "I already..have" He looks up, he has an injury himself on his lower right arm, most of the damage was done to his men, fatal damage, he looks at the weasel and ferret still there, "Don't just stand there. CHAIN HIM!"
Zork breaths roughly and tenses up, he snarls at the ferret and weasel, ok chains are gotten on his legs and one arm, then he grans the weasel by the throat and snaps its neck, can you say dead weasel..yep.
Old rusty and the dagger come out with lighting speed, holding one in each paw. Stealth is no longer an option and the slaver has no need to talk with Bandit, leaving the one and only option left, direct attack. Something Bandit is never fond of doing...and he aims to make sure Nightfur is no longer fond of fighting the brown the fox either. Crouching low as he runs, his rapier grazing over the wood land floor behind him, Bandit rushes the slavers without so much as a war cry.
Nightfur looks up, the ferret is in shock as the weasel dies and then Bandit comes and gets a slice across the ferrets chest and its dead, Nightfur growls low and presses the blade against Zork's throat a little hard till a trickle of blood is seen, and gets the last chain on his paw, "Hello..fatty, we meet again, drop your weapon or the badger dies"
Zork errks, he feels the blood go down his neck and holds very still, it's not a bad wound but it’s bleeding enough, he looks slowly at Bandit.
Nightfur forces Zork to stand up and leaves the blade there as he studies Bandit with a cold smile," Back off...don’t follow us, or he dies, I see one bird..he dies and ya explain why he dead..or maybe make it look like you did it."
The fox regrets taking another life but...heck with it, he thinks as the ferret is gutted like a fish by the rapier. With a flick of the wrist he readies his blade, dagger out in front. Bandit growls at Nightfur as he once again hides behind hostages. "Blazes...so help me Nightfur, if you harm that Badger I will feed you your own paws..." The fox shouts but doesn't advance on them.
Zork stands shaky on his foot paws, he looks at Bandit threw dazed vision,"Tell..them..s..sorry". He looks ready to pass out.
Nightfur smirks, he backs off with the badger, "I win..you lose...goodbye and tell Lee I request him to meet me on the road by the gull tomorrow, we are due a fight and I have a new guest...have a good day. Remember your find him dead if you follow me" With that he slips away, he has a couple ferrets nearby to help make sure he is not followed.
--Few Hours later in a Cell!—
Noise is heard, a yelp from a rat and cussing of a certain fox. He has a new captive, he has another fox help him force the already weak badger inside the cell, and is smart enough to chain him to one area of the cell and steps back as he lays the sword on his neck again, "Ya lost me 12 of my men...ya going to pay fer that" He smirks and goes to lock the cell door shut and chuckles coldly "I am wining...."
Zork has some energy left, not much, he gets a kick in to a rat that steps back quickly, he glares at Nightfur and the blade, his voice weak "Do it..dare ya" As the fox heads back outside the cell he slumps over and shivers, build up energy crashing quickly.
