Lily learns about Marek's imprisonment, and Caleb gets Infirm mopping duty (A Redwall log)

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Happens after this log: http://rwmuck.limitless.org/rwmuck/content/wait-i-know-mole-wall-log but I'm not sure how long afterwards.....

RW Abbey: Infirmary


Several beds are lined against the red sandstone walls of the Abbey's Infirmary. An examination table, separated from the rest of the room by hanging blankets, rests against the far wall. Tucked into a small alcove is a sizeable workbench with various containers for mixing and preparing medicinal compounds. Against another wall is a desk for use by the Infirmary Keeper. A curtained off alcove behind the desk hides a locked door to the Infirmary's supplies and linens.


Exits: Infirmary [Rec]overy Room, [H]ealer's [D]ormitory, [O]pen [G]round, [Hall]

Moles: Zaram, male.

Mice: LilyMoore and Angela, females. Ilari, male. Caleb, male.

Zaram is sitting on the cot looking sad, he has a bandaged side.

Wandering into the infirmary seemingly distracted and mesmerized by the broom he is clutching out before himself Ilari almost bounces off the door frame and comes close to blundering into a bed before he even starts to see what he's getting into. Of course when he does he immediately starts to try to turn about and make back for the door, cleaning is one thing but with an audience? Not for this mouse. Of course in the process of getting turned about the mouse does manage to bang into a bed and trip himself with the broom, resulting in a tangle of mouse on the floor rubbing at its shins.

"Y'liddle klutz, what d'ya think yer doin?" Angela is suddenly towering above the fallen mouse, and she extends a harsh paw to grab him by his upper arm. For an elderly mouse, she's still pretty strong. LilyMoore slides silently into the room from the hallway and scurries away from her great-grandmother's latest 'victim'. Going over to the mole, she smiles and sits beside him. "Hey, you look sad. Do you need to talk?"

Zaram looks at the mouse and shrugs "Oi..." He clears his voice, he is to be clear at all times or so he tells himself to be understood "I am fine miss...or well no oi not be foin...fine" He frowns "A friend is made to be captive of a beast named Kolur"

Well, it was obviously a mistake for Ilari to of come up here if he expected to get anything done in relative 'peace' anyhow now with a paw on him it doesn't help his already skittish nature. " mmm I.. I'm... I wah was ggg-going tuh-tt-to cluh-cc-cuh-clean up. " With that though the mouse is trying to struggle to his footpaws while scrabbling for the broom to clutch between himself like a shield from the older mouse.

Caleb pokes his head into the room, he is not on infirm duty and is glad of it, he has just helped in the kitchens and decided to look in the infirm to see what was going on earlier.

Angela lets the skittish mouse go and shakes her head at his retreating figure. "Odd little beggar....." Lily spots her twin and waves him over to join her and the mole. "I'm sorry to hear that, Mister....I'm sorry, I don't know your name. I'm LilyMoore, but you can call me Lily.....and you don't have to speak Common if it's hard. I understand Molespeech....for the most part." She smiles in a friendly way.

Zaram smiles "I rather speak common as sir Marek thinks it's better than mole" He frowns as he remembers and sighs, "Though may not get chance to see him again"

Caleb speaks, "Something happen to Marek? Is he that one stoat that was here once?"

LilyMoore gasps and goes to grab the mole by his upper arms. Angela is near by, listening. "Marek? What happened to Marek??" She gives her brother a LOOK. "Marek is my friend, and he's /changed/ since he took over the Abbey. Oh, please, Mister Mole," (he still hasn't told her his name) "Is Marek okay???"

Zaram blinks "It's...my name be Zaram and no...he be in a cell by now again...So-called chieftain Kolur made him watch a fight in the fighting pits, and he may think me dead now...Kolur has captives he has or those who refuse to follow fight in the fighting pits and...is death"

Caleb walks the rest of the way into the room, his sister is better friends with Marek than he is, he listens and frowns a little himself, "That sounds bad...Blisa needs to go kick his...." And luckily he stops himself from speaking any other words, just barely stops himself.

Too late. Angela brings her face close to her great-grandson's. "Excuse me?? What were ya about to say, young 'un??" Busted! LilyMoore sits back and covers her mouth a paw, her eyes welling up with tears. "Oh, no! This is terrible! Poor Marek...." and now a tear trickles down her cheek. "I wish I could help...."

Zaram decides not to look over at the other mouse just Lilymoore "He would not want that, he would want ya to stay safe in yonder abbey, you're his friend and he always says his only true one."

Caleb backs up a little, think fast, "Leg?" He says, that's his first thought as he tries to avoid eye contact but it's hard and he fails in looking away "I...sorry Grandma, I.....I could do extra chores if like?"

LilyMoore sniffs and wipes her eyes. "I....I know, I just.....I feel so helpless....." Angela wags a finger in the male mouse's face. "Who 'ave ye been hangin' 'round that 'as taught you such language, hmm?" Lily suddenly looks up. "Hey, wait.....Blisa has a group of 40 blackbirds now.....maybe she'll be able to get Ferravale back!"

Zaram listens "Birds are...different yeah and thar maybe be a paw full of beasts that got away from Ferravale.....Sir Marek helped them...sadly some didn't get out...may find them too...or have the birds find them. And thar is me maybe, and that badger Zee could helps well."

Caleb frowns "I heard some weasel say it the other day at the gate, and there was a couple rats by the wall in the woods fighting yesterday...but they left"

Angela stands up, crosses her arms, and shakes her head. "And so ye thought it'd be good for ye to imitate those ruffians?" She sighs and points to a bucket and mop. "Yer goin' to clean the floors in here after ye get all of yer other chores done until Saturday. I expect ya to think about if that kind of language is appropriate for an Order beast to use. D'ya understand me?" Lily starts to smile. "You should tell Blisa all that; she seems to really be planning on how to take her village back."

Zaram nods "I can speak to her later today if she like"

Caleb frowns "But..." He sighs "Ok and I will mop and yes I understand." He truly wants to be an order beast and hopefully can get to that 2nd rank at the summer feast

LilyMoore smiles and hops up. "I'll go try to find her right now!" And off she runs. Angela grabs the mop and gives it to the Novice. "Get goin'." He's gonna be busy for the next couple of days.

Caleb frowns, he then sadly goes about moping the floor, he will make sure its nice and clear...super clean even to please the grumpy healer mouse.

Blisa then comes to the Infirmary and talks with Zaram about the possibility that some beasts loyal to her have escaped into Mossflower. This log is quite important to this RP: http://rwmuck.limitless.org/rwmuck/content/little-extra-help-always-good

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