Unfair Fight

-On the bridge-

Scioto walks down the path, sometimes a walk helps clear the mind and he seems to be slightly less attentive to his surroundings.

Muenster is off to the side of the road, he looks up at the cat as he walks by and grins at the official looking feline and stands as he watches him.

Scioto leans against the bride and looks down at the water below.

Muenster smirks as he walks over "Well an official looking kitty, how interesting and the symbol what is that may I ask?"

Scioto looks slowly behind him and studies the fox and speaks "It is Ferravale symbol and I am the chieftain of Ferravale, whom are you?"

Muenster grins "Muenster,..I been in the village before, nice place to visit, missing any beasts by the way? “He smiles coldly at the cat and watches him closely.

Scioto glares at the fox now and slips out his blade to fight him if need be.

Muenster smirks, “You have a blade I see, how nice and very smart or maybe not so smart as one things.”

Scioto holds his blade, “I don’t want a fight.”

Muenster looks at the blade and smirks " Oh..a fight..." He gets out his own blade and tilts his head. He then goes to slice at his side with lightning quick moves.

Scioto quickly sidesteps the blade; the blade slices at his tunic some and shows the chainmail underneath it. He goes to make a slice of his own.

Muenster gets a cut on his already sore shoulder, he growls low and then smirks, his paw is quick and he gets a blow pipe out that already has a dart, he blows it at the cat.

Scioto doesn’t see the dart till it’s too late and goes to try and avoid it, it lands in his leg, he growls and goes to swing at the fox and falls he tries to get up and fails, he looks up at the fox and hisses.

Muenster smiles coldly, he twirls the blowpipe and places it back in his pouch, he smirks "Having trouble getting up?..little bit of a poison, won’t kill no..but temporally makes one unable to move for a short time..but plenty enough time to make a final blow without worry of one fighting back." He smiles coldly down at the cat.

Scioto glares up at the fox as it speaks, "Your way of fighting is a dishonor, a true warrior would not use such measures to fight with."

Muenster smirks as he lays a footpaw on his chest and looks down at him, he smiles coldly "Ya know, you are right, be much better to fight you when you’re not “He chuckles dryly." Having trouble moving as you are, oh no worries it's effects will wear off in about an hour from now. “He looks up as some snow starts to fall and takes his foot off the cat's chest, "Looks like it’s snowing, I should get back to my two guests, they are most likely wondering where I am, and the healer one can tend to my new wound “He narrows his eyes as if debating on just finishing him off after all, “Thanks to you.." He just smiles oddly instead "I will leave you now, do have...fun, not good to lay around in the dark too long."

Scioto still looks pretty peeved off at the fox, he is able to speak just not move right now "You choose the wrong beast to fight and not finishing me off probably end up your downfall."

Muenster starts to walk off and smirks again "Oh..so you say?, goodbye kitty talk later have guests to...tend to “He walks off into the woods, his tail moving behind him and covers most of the trail he leaves, except for some bits of a footpaw print here and there.

Crystal is slinking around in the shadows, perhaps looking for some unlucky traveler to rob, or perhaps having other intentions.

Scioto growls low and it builds into a louder growl, he lays here not able to move thanks to the fox stupid dart in his arm, His ears twitch as he thinks he hears movement and his ears go flat.

Crystal is pretty sure she sees a prone figure lying in the road, and having heard a low growl and some beast moving hastily away, she unsheathes her daggers and moves closer to Scioto.

Scioto tries to make out who are there, his ears still flat."Who..goes there?" he asks in a slightly demanding tone in his voice, he hisses as he still isn’t able to move but his legs do tingle some now.

Crystal doesn’t recognize the voice, but knows she's been spotted. She quickly moves over to him, straddling his chest and putting both daggers to his throat before she recognizes him in the moonlight, hastily removing her weapons, looking around, "Oh, um... Scioto?"

Scioto glares up at her, he nods as she removes the daggers, "Yes. A fox was on the road, got to talking about guests, said he was in Ferravale...have an idea who he ment,least one of who he ment" He tenses a little as his legs hurt now, he sighs "Had a blow pipe some dart and suddenly couldn’t move very good...this fox seems to fight with dishonor"

Crystal scratches her head, careful not to stab herself in the process, "Okay... Slow down a bit, yer talking too fast fer me to understand ya. Some fox attacked you? And who do ya think he's captured?"

Scioto sighs, he closes his eyes as pain shots though his legs as feeling comes back some, yeah he may be limping couple hours still, he answers "That..claaer, and he..he mentioned a healer too," He talks a little slower, his grumpiness fading more to being annoyed that he is like this in first place.

Crystal sheathes one of her daggers, but still holds the left one in a backhand grip, "Okay, so we know who's got Claaer now. Can ya walk?" she asks, then realizes that if he could walk he probably would be.

Scioto frowns and shakes his head "No..legs still not totally working yet, he said something bout..it wearing off sometime...ouch. “He tries to move his legs and can a little but still not still up yet to even try to stand.

Crystal has two options go through her head, one involving helping Scioto up and lending him a paw, the other involves watching him struggle to get up and laughing. Seeing as she probably wouldn't survive the aftermath of the second, as funny as it would have been, she reaches to him, "Need a paw getting up?"

Scioto allows the help up and is very wobbly on his footpaws, he closes his eyes and tries to get his balance as she helps him stand.

Crystal puts an arm around his shoulder, steadying him, "Yer wobbling like a drunk," she says, with a slight grin, "And I would know," she adds.

Scioto nods "Legs..not totally working and arms still numb..the fox dies next time see him."

Crystal nods, "Aye, I’m sure ye'll see him again." she's skeptical, but figures encouragement might be welcome.

Scioto nods "If he comes back or to village he will be placed under arrest!" He manages to stand better but still not able to do much "Need to get back to the village, plan what to do...can’t let the fox get away with this and need to get the captives he has freed, one of the captives seem to be a friend of the redwallers so..another good reason to get back to Ferravale"

Crystal lets him try to stand on his own, half hoping that he'll fall flat on his face again, "Somehow I doubt he'll go happily to prison, so arresting him might prove ineffective."

Scioto hisses but is standing, he can limp so he does, every so often stopping "He can NOT go unpunished, he needs dealed with one way or another."

Crystal shrugs, dagger still in one paw, "I'm sure Lorimis wouldn't approve of it, but since you said he doesn’t fight fair, maybe we give him some o' his own medicine?" she slashes the air quickly, "Little bit of sneakin', poison dagger in tha back. End of problem."

Scioto looks at her and then answers "For now we head back, most likely will speak to Lorimis, but I do have final say-so over him in the village in what would happen to that fox."

Crystal shrugs, "I suppose if yew have to do it the 'legal' way," she says, putting an annoyed emphasis on legal, "Could just find his camp an' capture him, i mean he has ta sleep sometime, right? Then jus' hang 'im or some such."

Scioto nods, he seems to have better use of his footpaws but limps some "Village " he simply says and heads that direction.

-In the Tavern-

Scioto makes his way slowly to a chair and sits down, he sighs seeming happy to sit and rubs his arm some.

Crystal walks into the bar, greeting the few patrons she's met over the past week or so. She goes over to the bar and orders two drinks, bringing one over to Scioto and sitting down across from him, relaxing in her seat. "That should help."

Scioto nods his thanks and starts to drink it, his ears still flatten as he is still clearly upset. "This problem will be dealed with soon, one way or another it will be dealed with"

Crystal pats the cat chieftain's paw, "Don't worry 'bout it. I'm sure it'll get all sorted out. An' ye'll be the first ta know when it is."

Scioto shakes his head, he drinks the ale and doesn't say another word as he glances around "Not too busy as usually is tonight "

Crystal grins at him, "I think yew've said that quite a bit tha past few nights."

Scioto shrugs, he glances around and hmms "Seems Dazzle has the night off, well she be happy to know her helper may end up back soon, if all goes well."

Crystal thinks for a second at the mention of Dazzle, but decides to let her tell him herself, "I guess yer right. She works hard, an' deserves a break."

Scioto nods as he is more relaxed now "Yes she does work hard, it’s good to be a hard worker, she will help the tavern greatly."

Crystal nods, "She does right good work. Never heard of a customer leavin' here unsatisfied."

Scioto listens as he takes another drink of the ale "Nope, she is good at her job, glad she decided to stay in the village."

Crystal nods again, "So, whaddya think about her? Yew know, as a beast, not jus' a worker. Her personality." she attempts to be somewhat vague, but isn't so sure she succeeds.

Scioto raises an eyebrow at her, he shrugs "Umm...well, she is, her personally is ok, but wouldn’t be wise to anger her probally"He chuckles some. “I have talked with her a number of times in the tavern after nightly rounds checking on villagers and talking with guards."

Crystal glances at him, 'Then again, most cats aren't good ta anger, what wit' the claws an' all. Glad ta hear you two get along though."

Scioto nods slowly "I suppose we do then, need to get along with all in the village I am the chieftain after all."

Crystal shrugs, "Well, don't have ta get along with everybeast, but I’m glad that yew try. I think she's glad ta know ya as well."

Scioto looks at her and gives a huh sort of look, he finishes his ale “I need rest, so good eve. “He stands and limps out and towards his home, little rest and he will be better in the morning .

Crystal waves a goodbye to him, realizing that she probably didn't help Dazzle's chances.