Sword Hunt

This starts at the great hall in the abbey and ends up by the bridge where Monrok lost his sword.

Monrok walks into the room. "It sure was nice of that OtterFox to send the call out for help. Are you coming as well Mr. Silver?"

Silver looks up from the book he is reading."Aye I am!"

Flicktail arrives with a Squad of very heartly looking camp Willow Otters.

Monrok nods to the fox. "Thank you very much for your help sir, I have already found one other beast who wishes to help in this noble cause"

Silver laughs."And that other beast is me!"

Biff walks down the stairs and looks around the room."Well hello everyone!"

Silver laughs as he puts his book away."Looks like every beast in the abbey is comeing!"

Monrok nods to Biff. "Good Afternoon Miss, As you can see we are getting ready for a very important task. I have already agreed with Flicktail and Silver to come, would you wish to come as well?"

Biff laughs."Sounds like fun...a walk is nice sometimes wot!"

Monrok nods to Biff. "Ah, but I didn't tell you what is was yet"

Flicktail says, "aye you either ave Friends, Monrok, or the beasts be so nbored inside wi winter ay wants ta elp"

Biff smiles."Well you need to be doing somthing, but what are you doing?"

Monrok looks down at the scabbard that he keeps at his waist. "I lost my sword, It is very ancient sword that was held by many generations, to lose it is like failing my ancestors. I lost it in a battle on a bridge with a hedgehog". (For more Info Read the Battle on the Bridge Log).

Monrok looks around. "So, should we be going?"

Flicktail says, "well you knows where it were Monrok...so you lead e way"

Silver laughs."Sounds like a good plan!"

(They head to the river by the bridge where he lost the sword)

Dirt Road: Before The Bridge

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You stand before the old stone bridge that starts off the North Path. Willows stand like lazy sentinels by its sides as the waters of the River Moss flow lazily under it. It was said that this bridge was created by the beasts of Mossflower to stand forever and allow those beasts from the north to come and visit the south. In the distance you can see the tall peaks of the northern mountains and almost feel the chill northern air. Stepping onto this bridge means leaving the safety of Mossflower behind and confronting the wonders of the Northlands

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Monrok looks around. "Well, here we are...the bridge were I lost my sword. I don't know if it's north or south...but it's somewhere"

Silver laughs."What if the hedgehog is back"

Monrok laughs. "Aye, but that oversized hedgehog couldn't stand his own against all of us"

Monrok looks at Flicktail and the Otters. "How deep can these otters go sir?"

Flicktail looks around as without a thought the otters undress to loin clothes and using their rudders begin smacking the ice to make a hole in it.

Biff laughs."so you droped the sword in the river?"

Monrok smiles at Flicktail. "Thank you sir". He looks at Biff. "No, I did not DROP the sword in the river..I fought a hedgehog and he disarmed me, The Sword Fell in the River and through the ice"

The otters call out "Hey Mates...chop some breathing holes for us will ya/ helps if a beast can get some air...."

Silver walks over to the edge of the river and laughs."Can do!"

Flicktail takes a battle axe up river to begin choppin holes for the otters to surface in "Oi hope ya be up ta making some Hotroot Soup Monrok, em otters will wont's somin warm"

Monrok nods, and pulls out a small dagger, and he begins hacking away at the ice with it.

The otter looks at the feline and shakes his head "not with a Tootpic make" he hands the Feline what looks to be a spear but it is a heavy pole with metal teeth on the end "this be called a Spud"

Biff pulls out a dirk and starts makeing holes in the ice.

Monrok slowly nods at the otter. He begins hacking holes in the ice with the "spud"

Silver laughs."Hotroot soup sound good!"Soon he is hacking away at the ice with his short sword.

Monrok blinks. "Err...Hotrooot.....how do you make that?"

Otters begin disappearing under the ice, as one walks up "Aye there mate, what's this sword look like?" an otter pops up "found an ol shoe!

Biff laughs and looks up from hacking holes in the ice."Ask the otters...Or silver."

Monrok looks at the otter. "Its a shiny Steel double-edged Sword. With an Ancient Steel hilt with a small blue pommel jewel, and Ancient markings on it, dating back to the the Ancient Monrok line.

A rather large fish flies out of a hole into Silver's face with a wet smack.

Flicktail looks at Monrok."with Hot root o course"

Silver falls back but is soon on the fish trying to hold it down."Found dinner!"He slides a dagger into the fish and is stops moveing.

Monrok and laughs, then he looks at the rest of the group. "Once were done with these holes, we can also search the banks north and south". He looks at Flicktail. "I dont like hotroot...I don't know how to make it either sir"

Another fish flies out of 2 more holes, one at Monrok the other at Biff as Flicktail says "AYE...were looking fer a Sword not fishys!"

Biff laugh's and looks over at silver."I think the fish like you sliver!"She looks up just in time for the fish to hit her in the face.

Monrok jumps into one of the holes and into the icy cold of the river. "I don'll seeee antang".

Silver laughs."I do not think that is a good idea monrok."Than he looks over at biff."I think the fish like you to."

Flicktail eeps "Monrok ya daft Feline, ye not be an otter, ye go inta that water ye be joinin yer sword..let the otters work search e BANKS"

Monrok gets out of the water and nods to the biff and Silver. "Shall we search Left or Right?"

Biff walks back to the hole she left to put her fish on the bank."Left!"

an otter surfaces "Oi found somein Oi Found Somein!"

Monrok looks at the otter. "What did you find"

The otter pulls something up shiny, it's...why it's a teapot "this be a perfectly good pot why would somone throw it inna river"

Monrok nod, and puts his face to the ice. "I-I D-d-dd-dont s-see anything t-t-thhing"

Biff laughs as she starts makeing another hole."You should stop sticking your head in the rive Monrok!"

Monrok shrugs. "Tea is good". He takes the pot and begins to polish it with some of his amulet polish. "Tea calms the nerves"

The Wind is bitter cold, and it quickly freezes wet fur, except for the otters.

Monrok begins to shiver. "Brrr....I'm Cold"

Silver walks down the bank."Wonder if we will ever find the sword..."

An otter pops out of a hole bhind Silver "Have some Faith mate! river dogs don't lose thins"

Silver laughs as he looks under a log."Aye but cats do!"

Biff looks over at Monrok."If you are cold light a fire!"

Monrok shakes off ice bits from his fur, but he loses balance and falls in the river. He knows how to swim, but the shock causes him to begin to drown. An Otter picks him up and puts him on the bank, and Monrok is force to lay there. "I see something".

From the bank Monrok see's an army of dibbuns "YAY! we kin play inna snow! Fine da Sord! Fine da Sord!"

The Otter dives downward into the river, and pulls out the sword that Monrok described, he smiles. "Tis this it?"

Several otters begin building a huge bonfire out of downed tree limbs

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Monrok smiles and nods. "Yes it is, thank you sir"

Biff laughs."Well we found it faster than I thought!"

3 more fish hurl out of the water toward Biff, Silver and Monrok.

Monrok as he shakes off ice bits, he looks at the fox. "Thank you sir, you have helped me find a precious artifact"

The Dibbuns all charge toward Monrok "Oi fond th Sord! I found it FIRST!"

Flicktail says, "don'tthank me, Oi think ya best learnhow ta make hotroot soup....or them otters might just put that sword back"

Monrok smiles at the Dibbun. "Ahh Child, but is was my ancestors first". He lightly pats the dibbun on the head. "So no, you cannot have it"

Silver laughs and shakes some ice of his hat."I will put it back my self if there is not hotroot soup!"

Several of the older dibbuns bring soup for teh searchers, steaming hot.

The sound of feet disturb the laughter of the dibbuns as a group moves into sight from down the path. Five hares walking along at a march. Three of them dressed in browns and green and natural colours of the woodland all with Javelin's on their backs and a variety of interesting weapons at the belt. Walking along in the middle of them is a tall sandy hair in a Maroon uniform jacket with a sabre at his side and a satchel looped over his shoulders. They stop when they see the Redwallers and the hares incline their head and the one in the maroon jacket speaks. "Good afternoon everyone."

Flicktail wavies to the Hares "you chaps loikes some Fisheys? were gonna cooks em up and have some Hot root soup too!"

Silver finds a place to sit and starts on the soup.

Flicktail looks arond "where be Biff?

Biff laughs and starts to get some soup."Glad we found the sword!"

Flicktail says, "aye no more Sad cat"

Silver nods his head but has a mouth full of soup.

Quinten looks up and shakes his head, "Flicktail... you are old enough to be able to pronouce the word Fish and Like properly... I know Harper spent a lot of time teaching you how to speak properly." The hare's with him grin as he moves forward and offers a paw to the Abbey Champion. "Pleasure to see you again and to meet Redwallers on the road."

Monrok is eating some hot soup, but not hotroot...he doesn't like hotroot.

Silver sit's there eating hotroot soup...he loves hotroot soup. :P

Biff finds a seat near silver and starts eating her soup but let out a little yelp."Err how do you eat that silver?"She sets the bowl down and starts pokeing the fish with a knive to see if it is

Quinten resist's the embrace, standing firm in a military manner, "Really? Cause I know alot of otters and I've never heard a one of them say Fishy." He glances at Monrok and bows, "How rude of me, I am Quinten Taran Marben Teno Aluioscious Tof'marole Delmenare, Recorder of Salamandastron, this is Lieutenant Jaffe and Privates Helena, Monroe and Sebastian who are my escort back to the Mountain of the Badger Lord. We are hare's of the Long Patrol."

Silver laughs and starts to fill another bole."You know I almost joined the long patrol!"

Monrok nods to Quinten. "I am Shade Nexarzillis Monrok...but most call me Monrok, it is nice to meet you Sir Quinten of the Long Patrol"

Flicktail laughs and releases Quinten "Had ta go out and stretch yer legs eh?

Biff who is now happy with the fish cuts a pice of and finds her seat by silver.

Monrok eyes some fish curiously, and begins to eat one, because....comeon, what cat doesn't like fish?

The Otters climb out from the Icy waters each shaking his oily fur and moving toward the fire to get dry clothes and some warm food.