Possible Slave Lost...
Dirt Road
Mossflower - Dirt Road ---------------------------
Southward, the imposing silhouette of Redwall Abbey is framed against the
sky. The sun's gentle glow bathes the Abbey in a nearly angelic
halo, and the pale crimson of the walls is seen clearly even from such a
distance. Casting a broad shadow on the ground, the Abbey walls rise up,
strong and solid. The road is nearly dwarfed by the structure, as is the
smaller building to the north. Flanking the road, a few scattered trees,
white with snow, offer the transition from the northern forests to the
western grasslands.
Exits: [W]all, [S]outh, [N]orth
Angelo comes up the dirt road,looking for recruits,slaves or maybe just walking.
Blackfur is on the path,he grins slightly as he sees the dibbun on the dirt road and smiles coldly as he heads towards her slowly.
Kiara skips along the road,she stops when she sees the cat and stoat and looks between them.
Jake has decided to patrol the road close by the abbey, he paulses as he looks around,his bow over his shoulder and quiver full of arrows,he stays close to the gate and steps a litttle further down the road,just enough to where he is still beside the abbey but still can patrol the road at the same time.
Blackfur smirks,he steps out,"Angelo grab the..." he stops when he sees Jake, "Grab the girl!" He speaks to Angelo.
Angelo frowns,"Boss she is.." he sees Jake and sighs.
Jake stops in his tracks,he gasps as he sees Blackfur and then glares at him,upon hearing the words he pulls out his bow.."Over my dead body feline" A look of cold hate in his eyes.
Blackfur smirks "That can be arranged" he slides out his sword and goes to slice at Jake before he has a chance to fire that arrow.
Kiara eeps, and runs between Angelo's footpaws to get away.
Angelo blinks and curses,he goes to grab at her again.
Jake sidesteps barely missing geting a bad slice to the side,but it does cut into his tunic and leaves a thin line,he narrows his eyes and fires an arrow at the stoat "Leave her alone...kid run!"
Kiara doesnt have to be told twice, she is gone and runs towards the safty of the redwall gate.
Angelo tenses as the arrow hits him in the shoulder blade and growls in pain,he slips out a dagger and throws it at Jake.
Blackfur takes his chance and goes to slice at Jakes side and sweep at his footpaws with his leg to cause a fall.
Jake is triped by the footpaws as he was paying attention to the stoat and dibbun, his side is cut a little more but not serious as he had falled ,he looks up and puches at Blackfur's face.
Angelo growls,he lets Blackfur handle the hare,he needs help, he makes his way back to the base holding his injured shoulder,he pulls out the arrow and throws it aside.
Blackfur gets a punch to the face and hissses,he raises a claw and goes to slap Jake across the face with it "You lost me a slave!"
Jake gets hit right across the face,his right side across the eye,he sends a kick up at the cat.."Lay off scum bag!!"
Blackfur smiles coldly at the sight of blood"Oh I will lay off when you stop beathing." He goes to grab him by the thoat.
Jake has blood all over his right side of his face and is grabbed by the thoat,he gasps for breath and his paw goes to try and get the cat's paw off his thoat.
Blackfur smiles coldly as he watches the hare struggle for breath and laughs coldly.
Jake grabs the paw around his thoat and gags,he frowns and tries to think fast,he relaxes and closes his eyes..trying to go limp maybe he will look dead,though is geeting close to passing out.
Blackfur drops him and grins evilly,he watches the hare.
Jake is dropped and coughs a couple times before he stays still for the moment.
Blackfur watches the hare closely and smirks,he gets close "Your not dead..let this be a lesson to you hare dont intrupt my plans, you know...never mind" he raises his sword again and grins at the unconious hare"I like it better when beast are fully dead."
Jake was trying to pretend to pass out,but achally does...his right side of face all bloody and a cut to the side,he is unconious and well...cant prevent a sword going threw him.
Silver comes limping runing up the road and looks at the jake than Blackfur."But...your...it cant be...!"
Blackfur looks at the hare and smiles "Hello hare..hmmms get me or help the injured guard,tough choice.." he smirks and goes to back off.
Jake lays there unconious and hurt.
Silver frowns and walks over to Jake but looks at Blackfur."I...you will pay for this and next time I will not just give you a scrach!"
Blackfur smirks at Silver as he starts to back up more,"I have things to do...better help him,looks pretty hurt...oh" he smiles coldly"Tell Oz I said hi by the way, and I hope he enjoyed his...tea." with that he walks off chuckling coldly.
- Blackfur makes his way back to the Black Rose, bruised up from the fight and has a swollen snoat and chin****
Black Rose:Large Slave Cell(#171634R)
There are many unpleasant rooms in this dark place, but this is one of the most unpleasant. It is not an air of evil which affects the senses, nothing to intimidate here. It is an air of misery. The room is low and long and room lacks any windows or torches, so the only light is the small amount which slips between the cracks in the door. There is a sort of spoiled smell in the room, as it seems to be the only one not diligently cleaned, and one can easily imagine the smell belonging to some beast that may have expired long ago and left his stench behind. A few of those who are not so tired from a full day's work have attempted to sort it out a bit, pushing the debris into the corners of the room. Beds are stacked up in two layers along both sides of the room with barely a paw's width between each, simple wooden boards at the foot of each frame provide as a ladder to the upper bunks. There are as many mattresses pressed in here as space allows, the only room on the floor to walk is a narrow hall.
Exits: [O]ut
With:
[IC] Angelo
[ZZZ] Tungur
[ZZZ] Daena
[ZZZ] Flicktail
[IC] Jo
[ZZZ] Bookman
Blackfur walks in and dusts off his claok,he rubs a sore arm and looks around"I hate hares."
Angelo looks up at the cat and stands up,"Umm..sir?" he stands best he can at attention.
Blackfur glares at Angelo and goes to shove him into the wall "Why ya leave me there!!..if you had STAYED the hare be dead now fool!!!!!", He growls "But no his friend comes..!!"
Angelo wasnt looking for that to happen as he is slamed into the wall rather hard and slides down with a groan.
Blackfur growls and storms off..."Work Better!!!! and never leave without My premission first!!"
Jo shrugs down and blinks in surprise to see some blood on the wall from Angelo hitting the wall. He puts a paw to his face and sighs, he goes over to the stoat and hauls him up. Moving him over against the cots, "Hold still, that may have made it worse."
Angelo groans,he looks at the otter who is now blurry and nods slowly, "He..he.." he looks down,blood on his head now from a large knot and a bleeding wound.."Boss has a...temper, but was hurt couldnt stay there....can't fight a beast injured."
Jo ruffles the stoats ears gently and sets to work, "I understand, tat' is usually the way things are. Grumpy boss, wanting everything to go to how they want it. And..you know the rest." He spits the pulp of oak bark out into his paw and sets it aside, "Tip ye' head down." He asks of the stoat.
Angelo does as he is told,he whoas as he is a little dizzy,he frowns "I have no..no clue why he wanted a dibbun...dibbuns cant do much"
Jo sighs and shakes his head, parting the fur on the stoats noggin. Finding a split in the skin, "I know, though they are the future of mossflower and the abbey. Ye' know why he wants them?" He licks two fingers and moistens the fur around the head-wound, making the fur stay out of the way. "Leverage."
Angelo sighs "Maybe I am in the wrong line of work" he grumbles but holds still,he frowns "That Hare...he looked real peeved,..achally worse than Blackfur did just now..the dibbun ran off,hopefully somewhere safe where...where it wont be found." hmmms..he cares?
Jo smiles softly as he works at the split, "Of course he would be real peeved, he is bound by his word to the champion of the abbey." He takes a cloth from the box and gets it wet from the cup of water on the floor. "I do hope so too. A beast can only handle so much, but I see you are stronger than you realize." He dabs at the split, getting the grit out gradually.
Angelo tenses and nods,as the otter works on him he does slip into unconiousness...hmmms is it good to pass out here?
Jo starts to finish up the split on the stoats head, he is surprised to actually find supplies for stitches. So he starts on sewing the stoats head shut. He sighs as he gets the last stitch in, biting the end of the thread off and tying it up. The otter leans down and looks at the arrow wound, he shakes his head and starts on it. Putting the pulp of oakbark in the wound, lightly packing it.
- Angelo did wake up in the cell still,but wasnt let out till the next morning,by a very unhappy boss, luckly Angelo gets to live and keep his job....for the time being***
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