Retake Redwall RP

[Quickpaw]

OOC: And Tzarin.

BIC: Vash decided that direct confrontation was the best approach. He walked and and shouted up at the wall guard. "'Ey, down 'ere!" he yelled in a fake accent. He never really had an accent like others did.

OOC: Well, I have another tumor in my head. Surgery is tuesday, and I probably won't be on much after that.

[W0NWILL]

OOC: Marco, Polo, and Tailli have gone along.

[Quickpaw]

OOC: okay.

BIC: Rath waited for Tzarin to say or do something, waiting for an order.

[KitrallStreamrippler]

OOC: Well, I have another tumor in my head. Surgery is tuesday, and I probably won't be on much after that.

Sorry to hear that. Definitely praying for you, and I hope it goes well.

OOC: Sheesh! Do you guys EVER take a break!? 

Nope! XD At least, not intentionally.

[Quickpaw]

OOC: Thanks, I hope so too.

[Rainshadow]

  OOC:  What?  You have a tumor?  Wow, I'll be praying for you!

  BIC:  Fire quietly followed behind Vash, hiding in the bushes as he watched the weasel walk up to the Abbey.  He gasped as he looked at the walls.  Once they had been so beautiful, but now, over the countless seasons of vermin control, they were worn and covered in vegetation.  A single tear rolled down the otter's cheek, but he quickly wiped it away and focused his attention on Vash.
  Firefly felt a twinge of fear deep in the pits of his nearly bottomless stomach.  What would happen if something went wrong?  Vash could be killed!  He wondered why he was so worried about the weasel, but it was probably because that was one of the only ways to get into Redwall.  He pushed the thought of death out of his mind and continued watching.

[Corporal Firalay]

OOC: Well, I have another tumor in my head. Surgery is tuesday, and I probably won't be on much after that.

OOC: I pray everything goes well. We all are!

BIC: Pan pushed his way through some bushes to a thicket of blackberries. They were juicy fat and forgotten - nobeast had been around to pick them and the vermin certainly didn't bother. Pan swallowed a great mouthful and pointed. "Mmm, there y'are! Blackberries for everybeast!"

[Dannflower Reguba]

Sodo looked upon the impending rat lazily. After a moment of staredown, and still looking lazy, he spat out, "Bite me." With more menace than a wearat standing over a dormouse.

[Rainshadow]

  OOC:  Sorry for my late entry with Donna, I wasn't quite sure what to do with her until now.

  BIC:  Donna the shrewmaid was standing, watching the exchange between the rat and Sodo.  She tried to not watch, fearing what would happen to Sodo, but she couldn't tear her eyes from the two.  She bit her lip, her insides shaking, trying to control the urge to go over there and slap Whiptail.

[Norham Waterpaw]

Mitch was lagging behind. He whirled around a slung a stone. There was an audible 'clang' and the pursuer kept coming. Mitch turned back and ran his fastest. The pursuer kept on at the same fast pace, not once slowing. Mitch was soon scooped off his paws and carried off into the night.

[W0NWILL]

Tzarin advanced slowly toward the bust of the old warrior. The tomb smelled of dust and stale air, and gave an odd sense of foreboding, like you shouldn't be there. She ignored Rath as she began inspecting the tomb, feeling the wall for a hidden compartment, inspecting the back of the door that had a rusted hook where the shield had once hung. Nothing. The sword, which was the only reason she was down here, was nowhere to be seen.

[Quickpaw]

Rath didn't speak out, he just stood and waited.

Vash shouted up at the guard again. "I 'erd ye 'ad takin' Redwall, and I came as soon as I could ta join ya!" Vash yelled.

"Ya stupid rascal! Take this!" Whiptail yelled, cracking the whip at Soto.

[Dannflower Reguba]

Sodo raised his left arm, letting the whip wrap around, and grabbed the end of it. Problem was that he mis-calculated, and the snap struck right under his left eye. The squirrel flinched, but kept a firm hold on the leather, and yanked hard.

[Quickpaw]

The rat was pulled closer, a surprised look on his face. He quickly let go of the whip before he was pulled to close, and he regained his composure. Whiptail kept a firm grip in his spear and was ready to strike. Other guards who were archers pointed their bows at the squirrel.

The guard looked down at Vash. He nodded to acknowledge that he had heard him, and left to tell the gatekeeper.

[KitrallStreamrippler]

Vurrp closed his eyes tightly; he knew what was going to happen next...

Liath was enjoying the blackberries immensely. They were perfectly ripe and very juicy, and despite her best efforts to stay neat, her whiskers were soon stained purple. Sighing in content, she memorized the surroundings so she could find the spot again. "Ah'm goin' tae scoot oot the place, get a look at et's defenses an' sich. Ah'll be back soon, unless Ah run intae some trouble."