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RP: Tribes Unite!

Started by Muse, November 11, 2011, 01:10:48 PM

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Criya

Criya was pleased that her plan was working. She had successfully decieved Strigthay. She slipped in the Abbey through the North wallgate and noticed the Abbott walking with a strange otter.
"Hello, mate. I 'aven't seen the likes 'o yew 'round yet. Yew a cellardog?" Criya asked, noticing a ferret in her command was tickling a Dibbun dangerously close to the pond. She motioned to the otter and slipped off. She took the Dibbun out from under the ferret's nose and put the babe on a picinic blanket laid out by the orchard trees. Criya took an empty mug and filled it with Strawberry Fizz, giving the cup to the Dibbun. "Don't let 'ole Fishwalloper tickle yew that close ta the pond no more, or yew might jus' fall in. Kersplash!" The babe laughed in delight and chugged the Strawberry Fizz. Then the Dibbun nodded and fell asleep.
Criya walked back over to the otter and the Abbott. "Well, 'e's taken care of. Fishwalloper woulda tickled that little fella right into the pond." She laughed. "I'm Criya Fisher, an' yew are?" She held out her paw.
Criya's never to be trusted. No matter HOW pursuasive she is.
"I'm going to be your friend and hug you, and love you, and- OH! Look! Your head!"

Nightfire

OOC: Nightfire's band are freeplay from now on, guys. Keep Nightfire as you know and love her, though, please. I just can't keep up with as many RPGs as I usd to now. My life suddenly got busier recently.
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Skipper

#47
Strolling to great hall, Skipper spotted Criya and replied to Aster "Aye, I think I can show you the leader, Criya fisher if I'm correct." Turning a corner Skipper happened to glance out of a window, he stopped suddenly and murmured "And there she is now." he paused then made his way over to her.

Criya

Seeing another otter headed towards her, Criya began to wonder where they all came from.
"Hello, I'm Criya. Yew are?" Criya held out her other paw to the new otter, now with her arms wide offering a handshake to both otters.
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Murrzie spotted the vermin hordes first and told Rowan.
"Burr, mole archerrs reddy." Murrzie said. Lines upon lines of mole archers in the RockRippers clan drew back on their bowstrings. "Foire." They loosed their arrows, each mole killing one vermin each. Unknown to them, they had killed 50 of the vermin under command of The Lord Of the World. (Hope ya don't mind!)
Rowan's badger archers killed another 20. They were not as accurate as the moles, nor were there as many archers.
"Oi 'ope there beez no more vurmin." Murrzie said.
"We can hope, we can hope..." Rowan replied.
Criya's never to be trusted. No matter HOW pursuasive she is.
"I'm going to be your friend and hug you, and love you, and- OH! Look! Your head!"

Mad Maudie

Aster watched the exchange of paws with the vermin and put on her best face even though it was not true
"Nice Te meet ye Ma'am Always wanted a Vermin Pal Dont'cha now wot!"
Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need
Chasing relentlessly and I don't know why
If our love's tragedy why are you my remedy?
If our love's insanity why are you my clarity?
Why are you my clarity?

~Clarity~~Zedd~

Skipper

#50
Skipper kept his arms to his side and said "I'd rather not, don't fancy getting any diseases or anything of the sort." he smiled mockingly and patted his belt where his two dirks and sling was. "And would rather not have anything stolen."

Criya

Criya knew instantly that Skipper was onto her and had heard about her meeting with Strigthay.
"Lissen stream'ound. I knew yew were on ta sumthin', but I couldn't figger it out, now I know." Criya hissed in his ear. She was about as tall and thin as him, so she had no problem. "I'm not from aroun' 'ere, so don't be callin' me a vermin, got it? I'm a fisher. Not usu'ly a vermin. I'm a woodlander, like yew, but with an accent. My plans are my plans, got that? I'm gonna betray Striggy, like I did the las' time we met. Almos' succeeded in gettin' 'im slain by a spine'og. A porcupine. 'E never knew it wus me. I'm on yer side, an I always will be. An' I don' need yer toys."
Criya motioned to his weapons. Then she drew her khopesh. "Curved jus' perfect ta take off caiman 'eads with." Then she put the khopesh back. Then she turned to Aster.
"I'm no more vermin than yew." Criya smiled and went off to entertain the Dibbuns with wild stories of her childhood.
Criya was feeling awful. She was not welcomed at Redwall. Not at all. She told her hordes to go put on a show for Strigthay and join him. Once the mustelids were gone, she climbed to the top of a wall and leapt into the trees, running around until she was satisfied, which only took mere moments. When she came back, Criya sat down with a group of babes and started telling them about the time she scaled a cliff using nothing but her paws.
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Rowan motioned to the badger warriors and the mole warriors to go to the gates. He banged on the great doors of Redwall and waited for a welcome.
Criya's never to be trusted. No matter HOW pursuasive she is.
"I'm going to be your friend and hug you, and love you, and- OH! Look! Your head!"

Skipper

#52
Skipper growled loudly "You think I'm thick, fisher, don't you?" Skipper leaned slightly towards her "Want to see how to take off a traitor's head off with real weapons, or maybe I should tell your superior." He motioned to his weapons and his eyes were as hard as stone as he stared into her eyes.

Criya

"Shhhh, you'll make 'em cry." Criya gestured to the group of Dibbuns on the grass in front of her, all wide eyed. "I'm good as good c'n be. Yew, my friend are mistaken. See 'ow this plays out, but none'll be 'armed inside th' Abbey walls. So sez th' Abbot."
Criya stood up. "Ready, little ones?" She aksed the dibbuns, ignoring whatever comment Skipper was about to put in. "I'll show ya 'ow I swim, an' yew c'n try. I'll make yew a boat. 'ow's that?" She started walking towards the pond, an elated group of dibbuns following her.
Criya's never to be trusted. No matter HOW pursuasive she is.
"I'm going to be your friend and hug you, and love you, and- OH! Look! Your head!"

Skipper

#54
Skipper whispered into Asters ear "Never trust a varmint." He took pleasure in exaggerating the word varmint. He stood at the edge of the pond to make sure none of the dibbuns came to harm and to keep an eye on Criya.

Mad Maudie

"I never met one afor so I wouldn't know but I'll take yer advice friend." Aster whisperd into his ear turning to the twins
"Bayleave bayberry don't trust that one no matter what she says OK!" she said looking at them severely
"Yes ma'am"
"Aye Aye Captain aster marm!"

OOC Crya are you bad or good?
Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need
Chasing relentlessly and I don't know why
If our love's tragedy why are you my remedy?
If our love's insanity why are you my clarity?
Why are you my clarity?

~Clarity~~Zedd~

Skipper

#56
OOC: I'm going to say shes bad cause she put under picture "Never trust a fisher." so that's what I'll do :D
BIC: Skipper felt Rigg pull his rudder, smiling fondly, he lifted him up on to his shoulder, whispering in his ear he murmured "Don't trust Criya, Rigg, don't even speak to her, got it?" Rigg saluted and said "okey dokey matey." Skipper chuckled and tickled Rigg "Good lad."

Criya

Criya was supervising the dibbuns in the pond when one slipped. It didn't surface and she sprang into action, diving into the pond and surfacing with the molebabe that had almost drowned. She herded the rest of them out of the pond. That was a close call.
Criya's never to be trusted. No matter HOW pursuasive she is.
"I'm going to be your friend and hug you, and love you, and- OH! Look! Your head!"

Taggerung The Otter

Skiper Taggerung  looked at Skipper and Fisher. He then walked away and dove into the abbey pond. He saw the vermin push a dibbun into the water. The he saw her help the dibbun out of the water. "Vermin are vermin" said Taggerung still under the water, out of site. Just then an vermin strode up to the pond. A dibbun was skriming in his hands. Ever so sligtly Taggerung  took out his twin blades. Then like an adder he struck...
For GOD so loved the world he gave his only begotton SON so that whoever belived in him would not parish but live eternal life.


Oh yeah...buitiful verse... :D

Skipper

#59
OOC: She didn't push the dibbun in.
BIC: Skipper roared in anger, how oblivious was Tagg, there were little one's nearby, he hoped they hadn't witnessed the murder. "What are you doing! You great buffoon! The young one was in no harm! Don't say you had the dibbuns best interest's at heart 'cause you slaughtered a creature in front of them." gathering the dibbuns up he headed them towards the abbey making sure they didn't look back. Skipper sighed with relief luckily, the bushes had blocked there view and they had no idea what had happened. The abbot would have to be informed of this inappropriate behavior.