Marek Destroys the Ferravale Tavern (But Why's the Rum Gone?)- Bolts of Chaos TP

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(Ferravale Tavern)

Scioto is sipping an ale as he sits in his normal place at the tavern and watches the couple dozen beasts in the tavern.

Retha walks into the tavern and sits nearby glancing around "Seems was busier yesterday." Saying this to no one really or whoever will listen.

Scioto shrugs, "It has its busy moments and it’s not so busy moments"

Retha glances at Scioto, "And whom are you sir, I am new to the village so trying to get to know others"

Scioto answers, "I am Scioto, chieftain of Ferravale"

Retha offers a paw to shake "Retha Jones..Singer/dancer and..Well other talents"

Scioto shakes the paw, "Then good to meet you and welcome to Ferravale"

Retha smiles, "I have some talent that could be useful..Singer/dancer. I do odd jobs, could help serve food"

Scioto nods, "Perhaps, we do need a new head cook and tavern workers are needed right now, I will think on it."

Shadowfur steps into the tavern and finds a place to sit

Retha nods, "Thank you sir"

Marek walks into the tavern and sits down on a stool. "Dragon's Breath Ale please" , He smiles. "I do love that stuff, you can't find it in many places. How about you two, what do you think? Have you ever tried Dragon's Breath Ale. You really should, it has a...kick to it, but it is quite good".

Scioto shakes his head "Never really heard of the stuff, sounds strong though"

Shadowfur notices Marek but stays where he is and sips his ale quietly

Retha shrugs, "Sounds rather dangerous to drink sir"

Marek laughs. "You would think, but so far neither me nor my associates have died drinking the stuff, well....except for one, he was rather insubordinate, I'm rather glad he's gone". He sips the flagon and puts it down. "Now I've been meaning to talk to the chieftain or abbot or mayor or whatever of this fine village, can either one of you nice beasts direct me to him?"

Scioto looks at Marek as he sips some ale from a mug and sits the mug down ,"Its Chieftain and that would be me, how might I help you today ?"

Shadowfur starts to point to Scioto and then stops as the chieftain speaks, he drinks his own ale and waits to see what’s going on.

Retha moves to another table to let them talk if it’s important she wouldn’t want to interrupt anything.

Marek glares quickly at Shadowfur, too fast for anyone to notice. "Why thank you, I've been meaning to ask you a few questions, Mr. Chieftain.....Scioto is it?" . He sips his ale. "First of all, how did you happen upon this ale? I have been searching for it for quite some time, you must be very well stocked yes?"

Scioto nods, "Yes my name is Scioto and I try to keep the tavern stocked, I am unsure where that ale was gotten, could be from an older stock as it does seem a little familiar."

Shadowfur frowns slightly and drinks the rest of his ale quietly.

Retha watches a table of three rats playing cards, guess the game is exciting.

Oakenpaw enters and perks his ears, his walking staff thunking lightly, "Someone what’s ta know about the ales?"

Marek nods. "Well a mystery is a mystery" He looks towards the table. "My good sir, it seems one of your so called friends is cheating at that game", He turns to the others. "Yes, I was inquiring about the Dragon's Breath Ale, it is my favorite after all"

Scioto shrugs, "My brewer deals with the ales more so that I do and right now they are not here, probably working on other ales "

Shadowfur watches Oakenpaw and idly drums his fingers on a table.

Retha blinks, she looks at Marek as she moves a little from the rats who now seem a little grumpy, yeah not so good table to be at.

Marek smiles. "So it would seem, I shall have to talk to the brewer at some point" He finishes his flagon. "So it would seem that you are fully stocked.....interesting". He hands the flagon back to the bartender and walks over to Scioto. "Plenty of ale, lots and lots of ale....happy times"

Oakenpaw says, "Hmmm That is a rather Potent ale, I agree" He walks over to Scioto "How are you my friend, we have another beast that wants to join us, a Singer..I like her"

Scioto raises an eyebrow slightly, "It is always good to have plenty of ales, wines and drinks..more than one choice to make for a drink"

Shadowfur looks curious of the mention of ales but shrugs .

Retha is at a table a little further away from the others, she has started talking to a weasel and chuckles some.

Marek nods, pulling a cloth from his pocket and placing it in his cloak. "A second question, my good sir. I have heard you are at peace with the abbey, this is good for us all. Is this true?"

Scioto nods, "I have a peace treaty with the abbey yes, why do you ask?"

Shadowfur starts to speak but then decides not to, he simply listens.

Oakenpaw looks over at Shadowfur "Hello Friend Miller, think I could get come cracked wheat from ya a bit later? say 2 stone?"

Marek nods. "Alright then, there is news from the abbey that I think you ought to know" He stuffs the cloth more into the cloak, or so it seems anyway. "Did you hear that there was an attempt on the abbot's life? Someone tried to poison him"

Scioto frowns "I did not hear this no, when did this happen?"

Retha hears what is said slightly and looks over curious of what is going on now.

Shadowfur blinks, ok this is new then he has been in the village few days so not like he left or walks around much.

Oakenpaw hears the information but seems to take no note, perhaps assured of the abbey healers He looks at Shadowfur, and blinks as his question did not get answered, "Shadow Fur? the Cracked wheat Chap? 2 Stone?"

Shadowfur nods "Yeah..sure sir hare, will make note of that"

Marek smiles. "Oh recently" He reaches into his cloak pulling out a bag of gold. "Now, I've recently come across this gold, and I've been looking to spend it on something" . He shakes it. "Perhaps a large stock of ale for my travels, or I don't know....a village?"

Scioto tilts his head at Marek question, "I know of no village around that’s for sale, sorry about that"

Shadowfur blinks at Marek but let’s Scioto deal with it.

Retha finishes her talk with the weasel and excuses herself as she heads on outside.

Oakenpaw looks to the Stoat "Good day suh..”

Marek smiles. "I figured you would say that, so I made up another negotiating strategy", He slowly pulls out a dagger and stabs it into the tavern table. "Now, I've looking for a home, a place to think, and a threshold for my plans. This is the perfect place, a vermin village. So I figured I'd take it". He smiles. "The Money is still on the table, it's quite a lot. It would probably satisfy a cat's taste for gold" He laughs, taking the dagger and holding it up. "Take the gold or take the dagger, it's your choice?". He puts the dagger back in his cloak. "On second thought, I have a better idea"

Oakenpaw now gets a bit angry, He has his thick Oaken walking staff, Matilda, ever with him and steps up beside Scioto, "You want Matilda to have a talk with him Chief?”

Scioto raises an eyebrow and as Marek goes on talking he then glares at him, "The answer to that is No, plain and simple....No"

Shadowfur folds his paws in his lap and at first is silent, "Ummm...yeah what de...cat and hare said"

Marek grins. "I see" He turns towards Oakenpaw. "Now let's not get too hasty with the staff, hare" He pulls out a crossbow, locked and loaded. "I have this and so many other ways to shut you up....to shut all of you up". Taking the dagger out he points it at Oakenpaw and Shadowfur and the crossbow at Scioto. "Last chance...sir, hand over the village, or die, plain and simple.....die"

Scioto glares at Marek as he watches him closely, "No one is taking my village" He remains calm as he speaks.

Shadowfur is a little surprised at what is going on but stays where he is as if unsure maybe weather to bolt or not, wait or not wait.

Scioto watches the stoat curious as to what he is doing, he draws a sword now slowly and stands ready fight if needed.

Oakenpaw Smiles his ears raising, "Take yer best shot vermin" He holds the staff crosswise "Just because ya shoot don't mean I will be there, and before you can do much, one of us will put an end to ya...so come on chap..me first" The hares eyes seem to get...a little RED, he giggles excitedly "Chief you go right, Shadowfur you go left..." The hare begins advancing he seems to really WANT this beast to attack him first, he seems VERY fast his staff held crosswise, his nose wiggling excitedly

Marek grins. "I do not fear you, do you know who I am?" He goes to stab Oakenpaw with a dagger while at the same time holding the clothed crossbow bolt to a candle, lighting it on fire. "I am Marek" He aims the crossbow over Scioto's shoulder and fires. "Fear me"

Scioto glares at the stoat as he draws his sword and holds it out, as the bolt goes over his shoulder he ducks a little more as a reaction, he grins at the Stoat.."Looks like you Mi...." But the word miss is lost as the bolt hits the ale casks and, well fire and ale is a bad mix and it causes an explosion to happen, the explosion causes flaming boards to fall as Scioto tries to get out of the way and also an already weaken area of floorboard is even more weakened and gives way under Scioto. Beasts start panicking and running to the door.

Shadowfur eeps loudly and dives under a table, it helps some but he screams and quickly puts out his sleeve and sighs in relief as he is only slightly burnt, he frowns and heads to the door, yeah he is getting out of here fast!

Marek flees the scene as he fires the bolt, sure that it will succeed. "I never miss, cat" He runs out, the explosion happening behind him and makes a run for the gate, sure it he has killed Scioto. Two guards attempt to stop him on the way out but he kills one with the dagger and knocks the other out with the crossbow. "So long, cat. See you at hell’s gates" He grins before going quickly into Mossflower woods, and out of sight

Scioto has fallen through the weak floor board and it’s clear no one could follow him more stuff falls down and it may be wise for others to leave the tavern quickly before they are unable to.

Others have ran out, some made it and some didn’t from the total chaos that is the tavern now.

Shadowfur made it out, just barely and frowns as he looks around for Marek and looks back at the ruined Tavern..."Whooooooaaaaaa"

(About ½ hour later, by the River)

Oak is going through the trees, spying and lurking looking for anything interesting

Scioto makes something interesting as he is in the river and appears to be drowning, he has burnt tunic and his cape is torn badly, one arm is swollen and he is screaming and coughing up water "Help!...some beast help me!" He can’t swim and that’s clear.

Oak looks in shock, it's Scioto in the river.....THAT'S interesting. He jumps from the tree and runs to Scioto and pulls him out of the river. "You okay, Scioto?"

Scioto coughs, the sudden rain doesn’t help, he looks confused at the squirrel but allows the help as they get to shore.."Who..what..ouch..so sore...happen" In the distance some smoke is seen as Scioto shivers and coughs, burns and possible broken arm, maybe a rib or two.

Oak shrugs. "I dunno, but appears you are 'urt" He points towards Ferravale. "I saw some smoke coming from Ferravale though, I assumed that was chaos enough, but then you showed up, drownin' in 'de river...and well 'dat about sums it up"

Scioto looks confused "Ferravale?" He coughs and looks where he points and frowns "Smoke, fire maybe, I was in a tunnel and ended up falling in the river..who are you?" He then asks another odder question "Do you know me...ummm who am I"

Oak nods. "You are Scioto, and it would appear that 'ye've lost 'yer memory...interesting" He gives Scioto a cloak. "The tunnel must have led from Ferravale to the river bank and caved in. It looks like someone tried 'te kill 'ye, but you got away. Put this on, 'dey might go a lookin' for 'ye. Don't wanna catch 'der attention" He lead Scioto away from the river bank to the dirt road. "We need 'te get to Redwall real quick and uhh, you should probably check the trees around us to make sure no beast is lookin' sometimes 'ye can't trust the trees, they 'ide things"

Scioto nods, he looks around as if missing something , he is, a sword, but he can find it later as he decides to trust the squirrel and follow him down the road as he stays under the cloak, he tenses up in pain as he limps along, "This..abbey is safe?"

Oak smiles. "Oh yes, the abbey is plenty safe" , While the cat is searching around he quickly pick pockets him, taking what copper, silver, and gold pieces are left on his person after his trip down the river and quickly placing it in a sack before the cat sees anything. "And when we get there, you should check out your wounds, they can 'eal you up real good" He looks at Scioto. "Well come on, let's go"

(A little while later, Great Hall)

Bastien is here just about to go on guard duty and is eating a scone.

Oak walks into the great hall. "Alright, Scioto. This is Great Hall, luckily for you, there are healers here, I don't think you could have made it to the infirm, bleeding' as much as 'ye are"

Scioto tumbles into a chair and frowns, he looks around curious as a novice gasps and another finds a healer, he stays in the oversize chair wet, cold, bleeding and very confused.

Bastien eyes go wide as he sees this and goes over, "Wot happen and..." He looks at the squirrel "You look familiar..never mind wot blooming happen?!" He frowns, "Healer!"

Oak looks at the hare. "Well, 'dis cat I found half dead in the water, someone tried 'te kill him but he escaped, I helped him get here....'is name is Scioto"

Leon was called to come into the great hall and quickly does so, he stops "The chieftain of Ferravale!" He goes to quickly check on his wounds and looks at Oak, "Escape what?"

Oak continues. "Well, I saw smoke coming from Ferravale, someone attempted to kill Scioto, he escaped in a tunnel which collapsed and sent 'im into 'de river"

Scioto groans weakly as he lets the master healer tend to him, he frowns "I don’t remember. What happen" He has some burns and cuts, broken arm and a couple ribs too.

Bastien listens and nods "We should tell the Abbot and Flicktail, do we sent a message to Ferravale?"

Leon gets out any herbs and bandages and cleans any wounds, he nods as he listens also and starts to sew a rather deep wound carefully and with speed and skill, “Flicktail is somewhere...ok sorry if this hurts" He feels for broken bones and checks pulse and breathing, aloe for burns is found.

Oak shakes his head. "No, someone attempted to kill him, it's best they think he's dead so they won't return....don't send a message"

Bastien nods "Ok, he should be safe here in the infirm or. Elsewhere in the abbey maybe”

Oak nods. "I have to go now, if you need me, I'll be around" He walks off, almost as quickly as he arrived, in mysterious fashion

Scioto tenses in pain as he is tended too and sighs, he looks tried and gets some mud off his torn pants, he stays quiet unsure of what to say or do or who anyone is.

Bastien blinks "Odd squirrel"

Leon watches Oak leave and finishes tending to wounds Scioto has, "Ok..hopefully your start to remember as you heal"

Scioto nods and allows them to finish tending to him and lets the Master Healer help him to the infirm and then once on a cot he passes out and slips into a deep faint.