"Time has passed, and peace has reigned in Mossflower, for the most part. The armies of Salamandastron have beaten back vermin armies and encampments with their powerful
hand-gonnes, weaponry little armor can match. As a result, brigands no longer attack Redwall or the settlements in the shadow of Salamandastron, but instead turn their attention to smaller settlements. With their hard-won peace, woodlanders have begun exploring Mossflower, delving into the secrets thereof.
Adventurers have begun traveling almost at once to Salamandastron, and leaving with tales of visions and otherworldly experiences. These adventurers have since traveled further, seeking reasons for their experiences. They have turned, this time, to the east.
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A few outposts have cropped up, though the only thriving ones are near the old location of Loamhedge, and slightly northward on the banks of the broad stream. Sadly, not all is peaceful. The outpost known as Pellig's Rest has not been heard from in seasons since the old skipper of otters left it. The Pellig's Rest endeavor consisted of the largest expedition of woodlanders, adventurers determined to chart the east of Mossflower country. They, however, were unprepared for the danger ahead.
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The outpost at Loamhedge is well traveled, as the defenders have not only successfully defended it from vermin attack, but have also given witness to strange happenings. Swords have caught fire, but the wieldr was not burned; arrows hit targets with the forces of a gale; and perhaps even more strangely, those who have experienced these say they've learned to control it. What would have been dismissed as a ale induced yarn has been confirmed by sober, and indeed skeptical onlookers. Enough have flocked to the outpost that serious consideration to build a fortress has been discussed.
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The broad stream has not escaped this wave of daring, with a significantly less popular outpost arising there. Unlike the Loamhedge site, it remains small, but is a favored attraction for otters and the Guosim for its rich fishing. There is always a reward for some daring beast willing to defend it from attack.
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Foolish weak woodlanders.They wish to conquer the land of Jo'urze. They have come better equipped than usual, bearing crude spears that spit fire, much like our own. They wish to escape that prison they call the "Rest". They shall rest eternally. Jo'urze's kingdom is larger than their precious Redwall fortress. The most fit are always in Jo'urze's army, with our farms grandly paid. Their crude sticks face down our tüfäk, yet they still remain. They are hardier than even Jo'urze himself believes.