Long Patrol Feastin'!

[psybox]

Spaces are a thing, and you overuse BBC.

[Captain Tammo]

Mmf, that was the best bloomin' truffle ever, eh sabretache?

[Rusvul]

I know it be agin the laws o' Redwall Hospitali'y ta' draw steel against another inside t'eh walls, but what about agin' a pasty? I'm famished! * Immediately gets an almost hare-sized serving* Mmmmmff, training is hard work, saber gets heavy after awhile. mmmmffff, ggrrnch, *More assorted eating noises* While I'm thinkin' o' the Redwall Hospitality rules, Ah do believe 'tis agin the rules ta' deny a visitor food and a place to sleep. Those who said that the Long Patrol should have packed their own, have ye ever traveled long distances with a wheel of hard cheese under yer arm, and a large pack o' lunch on yer back? Tain't easy, mate, and we've got plenty to spare. So I say, ON WITH THE FEAST! *nom nom nom nom*

[Shadowed One]

Here now, pass the bread and ale, or I won't get any.