Overlord's Orders VII

[psybox]

OOC: we have to wait for a few continuity errors to be fixed.

[DanielofRedwall]

OOC: I edited my post so there was no contradictions.

[Tam and Martin]

OOC: Okay!

[winifred]

uggggghhhhh I always miss the sign-ups for this 

[Kitsune]

OOC: better luck next time!

[Romsca]

OOC: What still needs to be cleared up?

[Kitsune]

OOC: I don't know.

[Matthias720]

OOC: Hi guys. I'm currently on a mini vacation due to a week off from college. I'm not going to be on a lot this week, but I will try to get this wrapped up either today or tomorrow if I can (more likely tomorrow). I think you will all like what I have planned for the next round.

[Matthias720]

The Overlord looked with contempt at each of his lackeys. Snarling with disgust, he picked up a flagon of wine and threw at an unfortunate Daniel. Hauling the vermin by his ears, the Overlord started to rant. "I don't care that your food was crawling with ants! As a member of my inner circle, you should be able to work around such trivial difficulties! The mark of a true leader in my horde is one who gives his mates a helping claw, rather than looking to just his own interests. It is obvious that you do not understand this, and I doubt you ever will. Guards, enter!"

Two large weasels entered the tent, dragging manacles and chains behind them. With a nod from the Overlord, the poor vermin, was quickly taken hold of and locked in said chains. Baring his teeth in a wicked smile, the Overlord knelt in front of Daniel, and continued to speak. "Now let no one say I am an unfair Overlord. You will not die, nor will you be cast aside to face the dark and dangerous world alone. Oh no, you will still receive vittles and drink, but only as long as you serve me faithfully. Your new job is to hold up my new and intact war banner, that you will make for me. This banner is to be placed on a pole that is as tall as three rats, so that all my horde can see what a failure you are. This banner must be kept aloft from daybreak to nightfall, everyday, for the next two seasons. If you do that without failing, I may see fit to have you reinstated as a lesser officer in my horde. Now take him out of my sight!"

As Daniel was dragged away, the Overlord turned to his remaining lieutenants. "Well, well, only seven of you are left. It's good that there are still a large number of you remaining, otherwise I doubt you would be able to complete your next mission. Three and a half days to the southwest there is a gorge filled with many caves. This gorge is home to both carrion birds and a band of savage foxes. They live without quarrel, but do not mistake that for peace. Long ago, the two tribes made an agreement to live without fighting amongst themselves. with the guarantee that they would protect each other from attack by other forces. Your mission is to go and quietly disrupt this treaty, and get the foxes to join me and my horde. The only two conditions I am giving you are these. One, do not let either side know what your true motives are, and two, don't promise the foxes anything that is worth more than what you all collectively possess. That means no golden chalices, no personal servants, and no weapons made with gems. Got it? Good. I await your return.

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Twenty Two Days Later
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The Overlord paced back and forth in his tent. Stopping a moment, he examined a clay pitcher that sat on a small table. Picking it up, he judged its weight with a single claw through the handle. Satisfied, he turned towards the remaining seven members of his inner circle, and, without aim or target, he threw the pitcher at the lot of them. Fortunately for them, he missed, and the piece of pottery flew out the open tent flap, striking a hordebeast on the back of the head. With a look that could melt an iceberg, the Overlord glared at the vermin before him. He opened his mouth to speak, but hesitated and closed it again. Looking towards a wizened rat, he nodded, and turned his back on the group. In a shrill voice, the rat spoke.

"You misbegotten half-witted excuses for last weeks table scraps! Our master is most displeased with you. So great is his anger, that he will not even speak to you. Instead, I have been chosen to voice his displeasure. The great and powerful Overlord is unhappy with your failure. He was expecting all three and a half score of the foxes to join his horde, but is instead greeted by the sight of only three foxes, of which two are barely of the age to properly wield a weapon! And if that were not enough, we have received reports that the alliance of the gorge dwellers was crushed by war between both sides. The entirety of the gorge is littered with the bodies of potential soldiers. You lot have much explaining to do! And do so quickly, before your heads are loosed from your shoulders!"

[Kitsune]

My lord. *bows* I thought it would be wise to go into council with the elders of the clan of foxes and I, being a fox myself, went easily disguised into their midst withoutthe birds knowing about it. They thought it would be a good idea, but then Mattio, ALSO disguised as a fox, tried to ride one of the birds. So... they started attacking the unprepared foxes and I only had time to escape with one of the elders' daughters and grandchildren.

[Taggerung_of_Redwall]

"Overlord, I 'ad a wunnerful scheme for subduin' the entire 'orde. I planned on convincin' the chief fox that 'e 'ad no use for the birds an' he ought to move on in the night without 'em knowin'. I 'ad succeeded in convinvin' 'im, that given the circumstances, he ought t'abandon the birds to their deaths in the future without mutual protection an' seek out better future under yer banner, an' I promised 'im a few better weapons we 'ad. The scheme went wrong when every other servant in this tent collectively told the carrion birds the foxes were goin' t'kill 'em all the next mornin' early like an' loot all their prized treasures an' plunder from seasons o' scavenging and catching beasts with valuable assets off guards. I acted as best as I could t'remedy the situation as best as possible, but the birds attacked as the foxes were leavin' the gorge. They both nearly wiped each other out."

[Mattio]

"I wud only on that gurt big big burd 'cause pluggfiretail told me to Get on one and ride it'

[Kitsune]

I told you to discretely tell it to go back to ITS camp and if necessary lead it. I don't know where you got the idea to ride it, Mattio. I told you to get on it, but I meant the JOB. Not the bird.

[psybox]

"when i told the birds about the foxes, it was sarcasm!  They where acting all paranoid, i promise it wasn't meant to be taken seriously, even if maybe it was a bad idea at the time."

[Romsca]

"PluggFiretail was confused when he told Mattio what to do regarding getting on the job because he had drunk all of the fox's seaweed grog."