Welcome Back

(Yeah its a super short log..so :P )

FV:Tavern
Outside a sign swings on a rusty creaking frame above the doorway of the tavern depicting a faded painting of what appears to be three rather rich looking skeletons slumped over a table around a black chalice, perhaps such a thing could be taken as a warning but it doesn't appear to work on the locals. The noise within on a normal day is usually heard before the door is even opened and only rises in volume when one actually steps inside.
There are the typical qualities of a tavern within, from the bar to the chairs and booths and the odd drunk who never seems to move it's the little details which encourage a patron to pay his tab if he likes his fingers. One look at some of the staff or customers might give the impression but the room is decorated to the fiercer tastes with bones, mostly skulls cropping up here and there to fill a gap on a shelf or decorating the walls above the doorways, fireplace and bar, a pair of axes joining the one over the fire with some signs that they've been yanked off to join in a fight a couple of times. Some of the comfier chairs are lined with fur and very rarely one might be found with a few pointed bits of bone to decorate the back. Despite the looks there is entertainment and fun to be had, some form of music usually played on a small stage in the corner and at least one bouncer usually tries to keep the peace while beasts gamble, drink and be merry.
A small door behind the bar leads out the back to the kitchen and cellars while one wall has been opened up in a wide arch to increase the space off into the next room where what seems to be a wooden fence with gates on either end has been set up as a fighting pit as further entertainment and something to bet over.
Exits: [UP] Stairs, [K]itchen, [F]ighting [P]it, [Out]

Marek is back and getting the tavern back in running order, he grumbles and nods to a rat "Get the order right, good grief.." He looks at a ferret, " Ok then dust some more, why when I am gone a couple days this place wants to try and fall apart for"

Scioto opens the tavern door and glances over at the stoat. He then walks in and sits down where he usually sits but doesn’t say anything right away.

Marek gives a nod to Scioto as he goes to get some scones out and sits them down. He crosses his arms and looks around "Well, give it a few days this place will be fine again." He walks over to Scioto "So how long are they here and you know who they are.."

Scioto gets an ale and drinks half of it before he replies, "Tomorrow they head off as for when tomorrow I have no clue. By the way I heard from one of my guards you found a missing Redwall beast, that’s a good thing"

Marek gets himself an ale, "She was lost and the woods was no place for a..well can't call her child..teen?"

Scioto sips his own ale, "You did something good for the abbey, maybe they will think on that. It’s just a thought."

Marek sighs "Maybe, but still it’s one thing and I have done lots of bad things and one good thing can't undo them that quickly Mr. Scioto, but yes I helped find Lilymoore and maybe it’s one step closer to getting forgiveness, to show I am good. I do not know."

Scioto nods, "I am glad to see your back, and not just cause you’re the tavern owner, I also see you as a friend." He stands as he goes to exit the tavern "I need some sleep, have a good evening Marek" He then heads to his home.

Marek watches the chieftain head off and finishes the ale he had poured for himself.

Scioto heads home, he needs some rest and maybe a day off, yes a day off is good he will think on it in the morning.