This Mouse Is INSANE!(Redemption Of Marek TP)

I Logged on Tazmarie and this ends up being her last role play, that’s ok as seem to not like playing villains as well as good beasts ..anyways I keep logging for a few poses after Tazmarie died so the whole role play could be recorded..

• • This starts on the dirt road and ends up going into St Nimhs for a little while where chaos happens and those who survive it leave into the woods or wherever**

Bramblefur walked along the road, in a foul mood. He only had maybe 5 beasts left whom worked for him and he seriously needed to gain more. He also needed to have some words with his so called boss, or as he seen it his soon to be ex-boss. One either side of him is a grey furred tall rat. Behind him and watching a captive was a weasel, another rat and a ferret.

Thorn stayed close to Bramblefur, mostly out of fear as she been through enough these past few days to last a lifetime. She looked around to see where they were heading as the walked threw the woods.

Tazmarie still worked for Bramblefur, she keep an eye on the rat maid as she asked, ”Where do you think Coldclaw went, I have not seen him for a couple days now.”

Watching the band of travelers was a cloaked figure, with him a ferret with a longbow, he simply nods and the ferret fires off at one of the rats beside the wildcat, quickly reloads and fires off at the other grey furred rat on the other side of the wildcat.

“You will learn not to ask stupid question” Suddenly the rat on his left gasps and falls over, an arrow in his throat and its dead before it hits the ground, the wildcat eyes widen and he reaches for his blade just as the rat on his right gets an arrow right in the heart and dies quickly after hitting the ground. The other rat, ferret and weasel tense up and look around weapons drawn.

Thorn screams and looks ready to run but she is too afraid of weather the archer is friend or foe, plus she is not in the mood to get an arrow in her today.

Tazmarie stops in her tracks and frowns, throwing dagger out she scans the area, “I..I don’t think we are alone..maybe we should go into that church up ahead, safer than out here sir.”

The cloaked figure grins and nods for his ferret archer to fire an arrow at the rat that’s working for Bramblefur as he draws forth a longsword and goes to get closer to the band of travelers.

The rat gets an arrow in the back and falls over dead, still with a shocked look forever on his face.

Bramblefur growls “Whoever is killing my beasts will soon be a dead beast themselves!” He then goes to grab Thorn to use her as a shield and goes to get inside the church. The weasel and ferret that’s still alive follow, weapons still drawn.

Thorn struggles to get loose, “Let go of me!”

Tazmarie gulps and follows inside and looks around “Whoa..this place is falling apart, maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.”

The cloaked beast has followed them, but tries to remain hidden behind some turned over chairs and boxes, he is careful where he places his footpaw as part of the floor is not that great to step on, least a small area isn’t. ”I say..” His voice as cold as this place looks and most likely is, “I am dead because your beasts are..tsk tsk Bramblefur..for shame!” A throwing dagger flicks forwards and ends the life of the weasel guard as the cloaked beast walks out and grins insanely, It’s a mouse.. ”Hello all, or whats left of you anyways”

“Irinevok!” Growls Bramblefur and nods to the ferret guard “Kill him, make him die painfully.” The ferret guard to the wildcat grins and draws two blades and goes to charge the mouse.

Thorn frowns as she watches, she takes the chance they are distracted and bolts for a staircase and runs up it and she doesn’t care where it leads right now as away from here is good for her.

Tazmarie blinks “Hey get back here little brat!” She goes to give chase to the rat dibbun. She starts to run and then slows as she notes these stairs are a little creepy.

Irinevok stays clam and yawns before he quickly sidesteps and goes to skillfully slice at the ferret’s neck, enough to cause major damage and maybe even death if its deep enough. The archer ferret that works for him goes to load another arrow and waits on any orders from his master.

Bramblefur watches in horror as the ferret guard gets a deep gash to the throat and falls sideways, he breaths heavy and twitches a couple times and then lays still and dead. The wildcat then glares at the mouse as he points his longsword at him “You’re a dead beast, in fact.” He smirks” I think I will take over. See if your men like a better leader, one whom isn’t a stupid..crazy…thinks he is such a great fighter, mouse”

Thorn gets to the second floor and scoots along the wall to the first room she comes to which is an old bell tower with even more stairs, and it looks like the stairs have crumbled in places and the rest of this tower looks like it could fall apart with the next spring storm!

Tazmarie gulps and decides to back away and not follow the rat dibbun, possible falling is not an idea here.

Thorn whimpers and almost slips, she then gets to the steps and rushes up them to the top of the tower, she could get to the roof as there is one..sort of.

Tazmarie takes a deep gulp and takes a risk, if she doesn’t get the rat maid she could get fired and she needs this job, she barely makes it and then goes up the steps and onto a very loose beam that’s about to break and reaches for Thorns footpaw.

Irinevok tilts his head and starts laughing insanely, he looks up and smirks, “Well you still have a weasel left and who is the young rat maid…seems you can’t control her, control is very important Bramblefur as without good control and skill..well this happens” He moves his paws out to show the dead beasts, “Oh and the ones outside too.” He nods to the ferret as he points up at Tazmarie and flicks his tail.

Bramblefur looks up and growls,” You lose that dibbun You’re a dead beast Tazmarie!”

Irinevok chuckles insanely as the ferret fires his arrow right at Tazmarie, it could miss but not by much if it did, this is some form of game to him it seems.

Thorn goes to stomp on the weasel’s paw and gets a little higher, hugging tight onto some rafter above where the bell is tied.

Tazmarie narrows her eyes and looks at her swollen paw “Ya brat!” Her anger suddenly turns to a yelp of surprise as the arrow zips past her and buries it’s self into the wall, but it helped to finish breaking the small beam she was standing on beside the bell and under the dibbun. So not the same beam that holds the bell, nor luckily not the one Thorn has. The weasel falls with the beam and lands in front of Bramblefur…and looks like..yeah she’s dead all right.

Bramblefur looks like he is in some form of shock as he stands there, he glances up at where Thorn still is and then at the insane mouse.

Thorn gasps and closes her eyes, holding on even tighter to the rafter. She is not sure how she will get down from here but right now it seems safer than down below her, a small whimper escapes her and tears of fear go down her face.

Irinevok chuckles,” Seems your gonna need some new beasts to work for you, and don’t think these beasts will be very useful as..” He grins insanely “Their kind of dead..”

Bramblefur glares at the mouse as he better comes to his senses and raises his sword, “Your pay for this you insane beast. No one kills my guild beasts and lives to savor their victory.”

Irinevok just stands there as if he could care less, “Oh? But you see…I won already and it seems you are being very rude Bramblefur and rudeness is not nice. But let’s say we work together still. Deal?” He pulls a flask from his belt ”Fine ale from over the great sea. A toast to a great victory and if I have anything to do with it an end to Marek, maybe clear out Ferravale even…kill off some healers for fun as you go after them first, not the fighters as without healers whom will treat the soon to be battle wounds. See some leaders lack that important skill. Healing and healing done right.” He holds it out to the wildcat and waits.”

Bramblefur looks unsure at first and then grins as he gets the ale and takes a long swig, “You know I was starting to feel wrong about you..”

Thorn meanwhile slowly has started to edge her way back to the steps of the tower and then runs down the steps and stops at the end, edges along the wall and to the stone steps leading to the first floor and watches Bramblefur and Irinevok carefully.

Irinevok smiles coldly, not what he planned but it still works, he then speaks “You remember that poison, I had some left and didn’t want it found on me so I placed it in that ale, strong ale so it hides a poison well…course it was maybe enough to kill 10 badgers..all..in..that …little..flask.” He keeps his insane smile “Sweet dreams Bramblefur. Say hello to some of my favorite vermin leaders when you wake up in the afterlife.”

Bramblefur’s eyes widen as he drops the flask, this all seems to happen in slow motion as the room spins and his breath leaves him and he falls to the floor. Gasping for air and shivering, he reaches a shaky paw towards the mouse and then it drops as life leaves him. Bramblefur is dead.

Thorn eyes widen, she looks around her and then watches Bramblefur die and gulps as she bolts for the doorway and quickly outside.

Tazmarie still lies dead on the ground, so she won’t be much help. Not that she would of helped the dibbun anyways.

Irinevok watches the dibbun bolt as the Ferret starts to aim his longbow, the insane mouse lays a paw on the bow and speaks “No, let her go…got to leave someone alive after all, I rather like the idea that news of me spreads…heeheee” He lets insane laughter fill the church as he walks out himself and into the woods, the archer ferret follows as they leave behind the chaos that happen here.