Peace to Protection: The Return Of Redd Mórtach

[Trigoma]

Prologue:

The blade flew dangerously close to Redd Mórtach's fur coat. "I must not underestimate his speed again" He thought. Repositioning himself for another onslaught, his enemy continued with a vengeance. A fight to control the mightiest vermin army in all of Mossflower was at hand. If Redd could kill his opponent, he would gain the army of a lifetime. Redd defended the last blow with the skill of a seasoned master, and then exploded with all he had. He blasted three cuts followed by a quick upward slice. His opponent moved back and let the blade sail past, But Redd was expecting it. Redd let the blade propel him into the air. Performing a half twist, he brought his blade to bear on the enemy's head. A weak attempt to defend was blasted aside as the power and force of Redd's sword blew it from the enemy's grip. Redd landed perfectly and drove his sword into the throat of his enemy, coloring the grass with a crimson glow. Redd withdrew his blade as silence prevailed. Then slowly, the army started chanting "Redd Mortach, Redd Mortach, we will conquer with Redd Mortach!" Redd stood reverently in the praise. Finally he would live to his vow, to one day have revenge on the blood colored walls of......Redwall Abbey.

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Morning broke over Redwall as every beast came forth from their rest. Every beast groggy, but anticipating a third day of a grand feast. The abbey was holding a three day feast as a home-coming for all of the warriors who had helped defend Redwall at the time of Crantor. Every beast started setting up equipment for that day. There would be games to play and more food to eat. Although there was much work to do, it was not done with a heavy heart. A group of abbey dwellers were helping to set up the pole jumping.

OOC: Alright, the RP is now at paw. Lets make this great guys!

[DanielofRedwall]

OOC: Whoop!

Webbtail, the skipper of the otters, awoke and quickly wolfed down breakfast of porridge. He felt at peace. Redwall was safe, his wife Wisteria was happy and his son Balga was growing strong. He pushed aside his bowl and stood up. Today he was to gather fruits and vegetables from the orchids and then help out at the kitchens. He had taken up cooking after the last mighty battle against Crantor, from which he still bore scars. He found cooking much more enjoyable than he expected, before being content with just eating.

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Meanwhile, deep in Mossflower woods, Larcius the barn owl was hunting. His keen eyes picked up every little movement and his silent flying ability meant his prey had no way of knowing he was coming until it was too late. He was the king of the skies, a bird of birds. The mighty Larcius!

[Redwaller]

At the other side of Mossflower Woods, an otter was making is way through the stream. Silently, he got out, sitting under a huge oak to eat a breakfast of scone and nuts. Checking his haversack Taggalott sighed, only a scone and a pawfull of nuts left. If he didn't find something to eat quickly, he would die of hunger. Silently he made his way back into the water and continued his trek through the woods.

[Gonff]

Brother Barlom woke early and walked out to the pond. When he was there he found a good place to sit and brought out his parchment. He could not think of much to write so he just sat there enjoying the beautiful day. Soon others began to come out and he greeted each one with a smile. When almost everyone was done eating he finally went in for breakfast and enjoyed he had some raspberry tarts and dandelion cordial.

OOC: What time of year is it?

[Trigoma]

OOC: Summer time. It is exactly four years after the attack of Crantor. Sorry I forgot to post this earlier. Since that final battle, Redwall has held a yearly three-day feast and game celebration.

BIC: "Knock knock!" came a booming voice from the west door of the abbey wall. "Anyone home?" Captain Carl Galedeep was two days late for the feast, but still ready to eat up a storm. His crew of fifty otters swarmed impatiently behind him waiting to be let in.

[redwallgurl]

Rushing over to the battlements Furke was looking down to see who the new arrivals were. She caught sight of the legendary warriors and raced down the battlements calling out joyfully for everybeast to hear,"Captain Galedeep and his otters are here. Warn the kitchens!"
She hurried to unlock the heavy gate trying to get it open for her friends.

[MajorRagsdale]

        Vas was coming back to his hut after foraging for berries, herbs, and other vegitation that he could use in concocting his substances. The pine marten's pouch was filled to the brim with poison ivy, wolfbane, mint, and spidergrass, and he held a basket in his right paw which held an array of fruits and berries. Suddenly, he heard a noise. Some sort of crunching underfoot. He hurried the few yards to his hut to drop off his supplies, and quickly turned around to find the source of the sound.
        Not many creatures ventured to the other side of Mossflower Woods, especially not when the great Redwall Abbey was having its famous feast. Not long after he left his house, he came upon a stream with a large oak next to it, and paw prints stuck in the mud leading away from the water's edge. After examining the tree and its base, he noticed crushed grass in between two roots, and crumbs of what seemed to be a scone or a tart. Telltale signs that some beast had stopped for a lunchtime sojourn underneath the vegitative behemoth.
        Following the stream southward, he found a fallen tree and crossed. Vas quickly found the paw prints, and despite them beign increasingly hard to track, he followed them deep into the woodlands.

OOC: Im following you redwaller

[Redwaller]

taggalott was making his way through the woods, when he heard a noise. It was the noise of a bell, knowing that he was approaching civilization, he hurried, breaking into a trot

[Redwall Musician]

"Miss Diamond, please help me," begged a fit squirrel, scarsly older then a dibbun. He carried a tray laden down with scones and honey. He was asked to take the breakfast to some hard-working fisher beast who had spent the night fishing.

"Now Friggle, how am I to preform if I don't get my beauty sleep, wot?" the hare known as Diamond Orchid commented from her restful position under a spreading apple tree. She found it a lovely spot to get an after breakfast nap and avoid the day's toil.

With an air of determintion, Friggle set the tray down on the grass on stomped his foot. He was about to tell the hare just what he thought of her, when a new idea came to his mind. In a voice that clearly was kept for charming his elders, he said, "But Miss Diamond, if you get anymore beauty sleep, you'd be the prettiest hare in the world."

Diamond sat up and sighed. "Fine, I'll help you."

[Trigoma]

Hearing the lock being undone inside, Galedeep let out a "Roarrrrrrr!" and with all his might, pushed the great doors open. Suddenly Redwall was teaming with otters. Galedeep looked around for the one who unlocked the doors and found her sprawled on the ground. "Sorry there matey!" Said Galedeep heartily. Helping the young maid up, he hurried towards the abbey eager to see Skipper Webbtail.

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Several arrow shots away, deep in the heart of Mossflower, a marching drum was being pounded. It had been eight months since Redd Mortach had conquered the army as his own. Holding up his paw, the army fell into silent ranks and the drum stopped beating. The silence was ominous, the forest itself seemed to hold its breath as the very form of evil listened intently. Redd sensed a presence...the presence of an old foe at the final battle. Redd shuttered, but commanded the army to resume its march. "You will not defeat me this time...streamdog...." He thought.

[MajorRagsdale]

OOC: Trig, where is Redd and his army in relation to the north edge of Mossflower woods?

[Trigoma]

OOC: I posted the answer to that in the planning thread. The explanation was to lengthy to post in here.

[DanielofRedwall]

While working in the orchids Skipper Webbtail saw Carl rushing towards him. Filled with joy for seeing his old mate again, he ran towards Carl, abandoning his work for the time being. "Hey, matey? Where have you been keeping yourself?!" he asked him.

[Redwaller]

Taggalott sighted the Abbey: "At last" he told himself.

[Ceteruler]

Balock was wandering about the river moss when he heard a strange noise in the distance. It sounded like a drum. He started to head over there, pawing his weapon, but it stopped. undettered, Balock stealithily made his way towards where the noise had been and his eyes widened with what he saw from behind a tree. A massive horde of vermin! And they started marching directly toward him! The head of the army looked... familiar.
"Could it be...?" he whispered to himself. No matter. He could not fight alone, anyway. Turning, Balock sprinted in the direction he came and once he was out of earshot and eyesight headed directly in the direction of Redwall abbey.