The Black Rose Returns
Black Rose:Meeting Room(#213381R)
This is the meeting room of the Black Rose. A large round oak wood table with chairs around is on one side of the room. On the floor is a large painted Black Rose. On the other side of the room is a couple large soft chairs as well as a couple more simple wooden chairs for resting in. The slaves keep the room very well sweep and clean. A couple guards stay by the doorway at all times to make sure no slaves escape and so no trouble is started. A fireplace keeps the room warm in winter and all year long it can also serve as a quick way to heat food up. On the mantle is a rose made of glass and colored black.The walls are a simple white and the floors a dull earthen brown.
Exits: [K]itchen, [B]ack
Blackfur walks into the large room of the base and sits by the fireplace,he seems in deep thought over something and smiles coldly.
Dimas is already there, in a chair and snoring until he hears the cat, an eye is briefly opened but he chooses to stay quiet and not interrupt the thought.
Blackfur looks over to him and nods a hello, "You seem...busy or nor not busy,so why is this?"
Dimas grunts and opens both eyes, sitting up again so he's not quite so slouched in his chair "If it was a busy day ah wouldn't be sleepin' through et"
Blackfur smirks "Well soon enough,soon enough..soon I will the woodlanders a message, a message of fear"
Dimas slowly starts to grin as he imagines evil things and even worse things on top "Oh goodie. Ye mean somethin' excitin' is goin' t'appen an' maybe somethin' will end up dead or worse?"
Blackfur smiles coldly"Dead...see the black rose always leaves a calling card,my dad use to...time to show the Black Rose is back,...a woodlander dies soon and a black rose left on the body,...fear..black is the color of fear and hopelessness" he chuckles coldly."The Black rose is back and quickly growing in numbers..I have slaves,one very major one, soon all will be fearfull when Blackfur or Black Rose is mentioned"
Dimas laughs roughly for just a few seconds "Showy an' don't care for call this symbol rubbish but if somethin' ends up dead I'm 'appy an' they ain't. Which is as it should be"
Blackfur nods "Of course,happy woodlanders are not something we want,...course may anger them,but in time it will cause fear in thier hearts."
The two talked for a while and the cat decided to slip out for a while and came back to Angelo and Dimas argueing a little.
Angelo glares "Thats a litte different isnt it"
Blackfur walks into the meeting room and nods"Hello, well good to see a few around at least"
Dimas sneers at him and tosses the remainder of his dinner down "Aye but if it's the best you can do" he glances at the cat. Grunt.
Blackfur rasies an eyebrow at the two,he shakes his head "I am checking on the slaves, do...get along." he says and walks out.
--He goes over to check on the slaves and finds this evening wont be so...simple---
( One guard gets a little too close to Bookman, and Bookman wraps his chains around the vermin's neck. "Die!!!", he growls as he takes the keys from the DEAD vermin, he steps out of the cell, taking the DEAD vermin's dagger and racing down the hall, yep...Bookman's gonna escape. )
Blackfur walks into the slave cell,upon seeing the otter he growls low,he slips out his sword and barks an order out to two ferrets "Grab him you fools!" he looks to a rat and slaps him,"Lock the cell back!" the rat quickly obeys as the cat grins coldly at Bookman "Going somehwhere?"
Bookman grins as he runs, he stabbs one of the ferrets, but the other grabs him as he runs. "Yes....as a matter of FACT I am".
As the otter gets a very lucky shot in on the ferret and it falls over in pain as he is stabbed in the lower arm,the cat growls and goes to slice at the otter with his sword.
Dimas has followed, not inclined to give up on a good drink he's brought that along too. His attention perks at the escape attempt though and with a grin the drink it tossed to one side and he draws his axe "Not so fast little riverdog" he sticks himself firmly by the door out and waits there.
Angelo walks in looking at the ground,only about half paying attention.
The Otter is barely able to slip out of the ferret's grasp, but he stabs the ferret so it can't grab him again, he runs as Blackfur attempts to grab him, running right past Angelo, who doesn't seem to be paying attention. He stops dead in his tracks at the door, in front of Dimas. "I'll...I'll fight ya..ya want live ta see Blackfur 'urt any innocent beasts!!!". He charges at Dimas, dagger ready...and he is very good with Daggers.
Angelo frowns,well he did want action, he goes to try and stop the otter from leaveing by going to block his path.
Bookman knocks Angelo aside, and gets ready to stab Dimas, he wants out...and he's playing for keeps, he's going all out...showing NO mercy to any vermin in his way, like an Otter in Bloodwrath.
Dimas is finally enjoying himself, grinning between the otter and the door "Just shut y'trap an' let me enjoy meself" he swings his axe at Bookman's chest once he's close enough, confident that he's still got more reach with his axe than a tiny dagger.
Angelo is haveing an unlucky week, as he makes a cut on the otter's arm,but then he is knocked into the cell bars and is knocked out cold.
Blackfur grunts as he goes to swing his sword at Bookman again,as Angelo is knocked out he mutters"Fool, knocked out by a slave.." He looks back to the otter"Die time..."
Bookman grins at Blackfur. "Yeah, likes that gonna happen...bubye Blackfur". He quickly ducks the axe handle and stabs Dimas in the foot, and knocks him aside, he opens the door and bolts to the outer hallway.
Bookman is starting a bolt, faster than most otters swim, or faster even then some moles dig, Bookman is running, very fast towards the forest, taking out a few ferrets, and a martin along the way, hoping to hurt Blackfur's troops even more in his escape attempt.
Dimas roars like all hell's loose and he's mad at it. Injured foot or not he charges out of the cells after Bookman. Playtime's over, now he wants the otter dead.
Blackfur follows the otter,he growls,he nods to an archer to fire an arrow at the otter as he runs,he speaks coldy "You know this is fine, YOU can be my message,..now DIE otter!!!"
Bookman is somehow dodgeing the arrows as he run's quickly into the woods, but one of the arrows pins him by the arm to a tree, he trys to rip it out...but this is gonna take a while.
Blackfur is very,very angry now as he closes in on the otter and smiles coldly,"Hope had fun," he nods to an archer,.."Fire"
Dimas isn't going to give him the time if he can help it. Soon as the otter's pinned to the tree the marten stops and raises his axe, throwing it along with the arrows.
Bookman manages to rip the arrow out of his arm, right in the nick of time, he laughs at Blackfur as he runs right into the forest, several volleys of arrows, barely missing him, The Axe manages to slice him across the arm, roaring in pain, the otter keeps running, persistent as long as he can still draw a breath, to escape the wretched clutches of Blackfur.
Blackfur has had enough of this,he is aiming to kill something tonight and the otter is that something,he snaps his fingers as a couple ferrets get to the otter,he pants and goes over to the injured otter after the ferrets catch up to him and growls"Path...ends....here."
Bookman is bolting, but has just about run out of breath, he falls over of pain and exhaustion, and the ferrets grab him. He manages to struggle free, and attempt to run, he gets a few steps out and falls over, beaten, battered, bleeding, broken and dragging himself onto the dirt road, he drags himself along the dirt road...to the dirt road.
Mossflower Woods
You find that the trees here have begun to thin, and the sound of rushing water somewhere nearby reaches your ears. A short distance to the west, the trees end, and the dirt road can just be glimpsed past their shadowed trunks, winding on its never ending journey northward. To the east the forest thickens considerably, limiting your range of vision.
Exits: [S]mall [P]ath, [E]ast, [S]outh, [D]irt [R]oad
With:
[IC] Dimas
[IC] Bookman
Dimas growls and gives chase again, yanking his axe out of the tree on the way "Yer archers can't hit a thing" he complains at Blackfur as he runs. Sprinting fast as he can to catch up. Much easier when the otter's just dragging himself along. Catching up he goes to bring his axe down on Bookman's leg, he wants it to hurt.
Bookman drags himself along the dirt road, strugggling, trying his best to reach Redwall...yeah...like that's gonna happen. He screams in pain as the axe penerates his leg, the very scarlet shining live blood seeping from his many wounds, but still...defiant to his last breath, Bookman struggles on.
Blackfur rolls his eyes and watches the otter as he smiles coldly and walks over "You in pain?..here let me help you.." he lays his sword on his thoat and goes to slide his blade across it.
Dimas still snarls but accepts that should do the job and shoulders his axe again, his growl slowly fading "Bloody riverdogs, barely any fun at all"
Bookman continues to struggle on, not caring what any beast has in store for him, he is determined, he is driven, he WILL reach Redwall, even he beaten, broken, bloody and near-death, he will make it to Redwall before he draws his last dying breath. To distract the vermin, he goes off towards a pile of rocks, and manages to throw a few rocks at Dimas and Blackfur, before he falls over, once again, he raises a single paw to drag himself further...but it is impossible. He growls as he hears the cold, evil smile being breathed across his back, he feels the cold metal of the sword touch his throat, and realizes there is nothing left that he can do, he looks up, straight into the evil eyes of the Black Cat, delivering a unforgiveing, enternal message of hate that would leave a live-long scar on any beast, then he hears the voice. "You in pain..here let me help you..". But he doesn't want help, he tries to press himself forward, away from the cat, but the energy just isn't there, he falls flat limp, impossible ro move at all, the sword goes across his throat, the silver shining scarlet red life blood seeping from his enternal veins. He is dead
Blackfur watches the otter die and smiles coldly,he enjoys watching the otter slowly die,he sidesteps the rock and smirks as the life blood of the otter leaks onto the snow,he smiles coldy again,"Well,that was fun...now,prehaps a message..yes a message." he slips out a single black rose and looks at it,and smirks.."A sign.."he drops the rose onto the otters body.
Dimas snorts and doesn't stop to watch the message, stopping on back towards the camp instead, muttering something about dismembering and torture and of course blaming the otter for hole in his foot and having to clean his axe again.
Blackfur looks at him and smirks "Lets see if the fox is awake to fix the footpaw"
A couple ferrets start to clean the mess up as the cat snorts,he decides that Dimas can handle his own wound on the footpaw,he walks towards the slave cells and nods to a cat on duty"Double the guards.." the guard nods "Yes sir right away sir" and with tha the guard is off and Blackfur heads the rest of the way to the slave cells.
Blackfur walks into the slave cell area and growls and looks around,he looks over his shoulder and has some blood on him...and his sword.
A couple weasels pick up a dead stoat and ferret,Blackfur isnt happy right now as he snorts and goes to clean off his sword of the blood, he looks at the slaves still here,he looks at the unconious Angelo and shakes his head"Idiot.." he mutters.
Flicktail's face is all puffy from geeting beat up, he can barely open his eyes.
Blackfur looks over at Flicktail,he snorts slightly,"well...who attcked you,know wasnt me,though would of so enjoyed it,enjoyed something else though just a little while ago"
Flicktail speaks."dunno is bame...some pine martin"
Tungur leans in the doorway, the rat staying quiet, just watching the two slaves, and Blackfur, trying to go unnoticed by anyone. For the moment.
Flicktail looks at Tungur thru swolen eyes
Jo looks about, still unnoticed by the other beasts. He had been in a corner, but just really not seen as he was sleeping.
Blackfur smirks,he isnt going inside the cell to help "I see,..intresting, ask me if I care...at all...NO!"
Flicktail says, "oi wern't askin just answerin me master be all"
Blackfur nods"Remember that..always answer when asked a question." He looks at Jo.."Hey..otter help the fox!" he chuckles coldly.
Flicktail says, "well oi did sir"
Jo stands up and goes over to Flicktail, gently touching the foxes face. Examining what needs worked on.
Flicktail says, "it just be bruises Jo" he winces a little surprised at the touch as his eyes are almost swollen shut.
Jo sighs, "Flick, this is the second time im seeing ye' like this." He digs through the box of healing supplies and comes up with a cream in a small jar, taking the cork out he scoops some out and gently applies it to Flicktail's face.
Blackfur finishes cleaning his sword and puts it back where it belongs,at his side.
Tungur finally speaks up. "Thats cause he ain't very bright." he nods. "The dumb ones always get beat up the most. And they're the most fun to torment too.." he chuckles darkly.
Flicktail smiles "yer a Good beast Jo"
Jo just continues to apply the thick paste to Flicktail's face, ignoring the rats remark.
Tungur watches the otter for a few moments, smirking. "What's the matter, slave? Cat got your tongue?" he looks to Blackfur. "Going around stealing otter's tongues? I wish I had thought of it."
Blackfur adds "No not all of them are dum...then again trying to escape is dum." he still looks upset about it,but smiles "If I were you two slaves I wouldnt try anything stupid like choaking guards with chains,...it leds to death, " he smiles coldly"Someone found that out the hard way tonight"
Flicktail says, "um so far all we done be wot were told"
Jo continues to ignore the rat, keeping his attention on Flicktail. "Hold still a bit Flick." He tilts flicktail's head some and applies some more cream.
Flicktail chuckles to Jo "oi prob look better now"
Tungur arches an eyebrow and looks between the slaves. "Did I miss something fun?" he then stares at the otter, thinking for a few moments. "An otter who can't talk. Very nice. At least there won't be protests." he's also ignoring whatever Jo is saying to Flicktail.
Blackfur glares at the slaves and looks to the rat"I know one otter that wont be talking ever again...he's a bit dead now."
Jo bites his lip as he finishes up on Flicktail, rubbing the paste a bit more into his fur.
Blackfur chuckles coldly as he watches the slaves.
Flicktail asks, ""how ya feelin Jo?' he smiles.
Tungur hms and then ohs. "That other lump? Oh, killed him did you? And I missed the fun." he frowns. "Was it slow?" he asks, smirking a little. "Painful?"
Blackfur only smiles coldly.
Angelo coughs a little as he wakes up and rubs his head,he looks around.
Jo inhales a little shakily through his nose, looking at Flicktail with a firm look. Keeping himself from opening his mouth.
Blackfur looks at Angelo and glares at him,he walks over and goes to force him into a standing position.
Flicktail says, "relax Jo.. it not be that bad" he smiles.
Angelo doesnt try to move but allows him to stand up,he frowns,"errr...Yes Boss?"
Tungur watches Blackfur move before he sets his eyes back on Flicktail. "No. But it will be worse, I assure you." his stare then shifts to the otter. "And I'm sure things will get much worse for you too."
Jo sits down beside flicktail, still not answering his question yet. His paws resting beside him, his slight claws digging into the floor.
Flicktail says, "you ave a gentle paw Jo"
Blackfur doesnt pay attention to anyone as he glares at Angelo,he then lets go"Start workiing better,the otter got pass you fool" he goes to slap him across the face and backs up"Now out of my sight...before I do worse."
Angelo oofs as he is slapped,he backs up and nods, "Yes sir, wont happen again sir" he quickly slips off,not stciking around.
Tungur laughs a little to himself before standing up straight. "Aww. I think the otter's about to cry...did we just kill your friend?" he laughs. "Aww. We're so sowwie...NOT!"
Jo still sits in one place, not moving or speaking at all. Keeping his attention on Flicktail.
Flicktail says, "Hey Jo...." he smiles "trust me...Oi'd wink if oi could"
Blackfur looks at the slaves "How about ya stop the yapping"
A couple guards come in to help stand watch over the slaves.
Blackfur looks to the rat "I will be in the meeting room."
Jo sighs and chuckles slightly, "N-not it Flick...not it. But, im glad martin keeps me in one place." He murmurs.
Flicktail says, "aye Martin will always wait ya kmnow"
Tungur turns to Blackfur and nods. "I'll be in in a little while." he replies before looking towards the slaves.
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