Travelers

[W0NWILL]

"Yes young master." The fat rat waddled over to a cupboard in the back and took out a dusty bottle.

[Rainshadow]

  OOC:  Okay, okay!  Where's everyone at?

[W0NWILL]

OOC: Vash is at a bar, the rest of you are about seven to ten days travel from Salamandastron. Vash left, he may come back.

[Quickpaw]

OOC: he's probably gonna be a villain.

BIC: Vash waited impatiently for it.

[W0NWILL]

"There you go, master..?"

[Rainshadow]

  Wing turned to Breersk.  "Can ya sing a song ta us?"

[Quickpaw]

Vash gave the bartender a quizzical look.

[W0NWILL]

Bartender:
"Your name, I want to know your name."

Breersk:
He immediately cleared his throat and broke into song,

"In the days of old a warrior bold,
All pawsore, tired and lame,
Came marching through the winters cold,
And Martin was his name.
Martin, Martin, the Warrior of Redwall,
With courage and his trusty sword
he came to save us all.
Now in the high and far-off days,
The country was oppressed
By vermin cruel,whose tyrant ways
Would let no creature rest.
But truth and brav'ry won the day,
For through all Mossflo'er wide,
Good honest creatures made their way
To stand by Martin's side.......And they cried:
Martin, Martin the warrior of Redwall,
With courage and his trusty sword
He came to save us all.
The evil ones he put to flight
And justice he restored.
His heart was strong, his cause was right,
And mighty was his sword.
He helped to build our Abbey here,
The land rings with his fame.
Now peace lives here, we know no fear,
For Martin was his name.
Martin, Martin the Warrior of Redwall,
With courage and his trusty sword
He came to save us all!

[AbbotAlf0805]

Dang man you stink at singin." said Gareth.

[W0NWILL]

Breersk glared at him and said frostily, "That is an old song of Redwall about our Abbey founder." And turned away, stone-faced, shaking with rage.

OOC: You hit the nail on the head, Abbot! Breersk is modeled after me, and I stink at singing myself.

[AbbotAlf0805]

OOC: Whoops! Sorry i didn't know.

[W0NWILL]

OOC: you didn't offend me, I know that I stink at singing.

[Rainshadow]

  Wing glared at Gareth.  "I t'ink 'e sings weawwy weww (really well)!"  He started skipping.  
 "Mawtin, Mawtin, da Wawwiow o' Wedwaww!  Wa wa wa wa wa wa!"  (Martin, Martin, the Warrior of Redwall!  La la la la la la!)  "I wike Mawtin!"

[W0NWILL]

Breersk was still shaking with rage, he rounded on the dibbun, "Shut up, you little nuisance!"

OOC: Don't take Breersk personally, he is a bit, umm, anger issuic, and worked up.

[Leatho Shellhound]

"I think your little friend song nicely, Mawtin, Mawtin, hee hee." said Hillack.