Welcome, to our Abbey!

[Søren]

Nero was making his way across the kitchen and reached the door to main abbey. Slowly, he pushed it open and slipped in.

[LT Sandpaw]

Even with his shooting skill Casta only had thirty shots, wrapping the now useless sling around his waist he watched as a large portion of the Flitchaye fled into  Mossflower. Having not expected to win so easily Casta waited a full minute to see if they returned. When they didn't he jumped from his perch to the forest floor and trotting back to the Abbey keeping a carful eye out for any nearby Flitchaye.

[Hickory]

Wait, I thought Corny had a plan...

[Lady Ashenwyte]

Wait, I thought Corny had a plan...

OOC: You are supposed to use OOC before non character massages. And I thought Corny dropped out.

[Hickory]

OOC: He he he, massages... ok, yeah.

Asher shrugged, and said to Casta, "I'm not going back to the Abbey. See you around, and call if you need help." With a wink, Asher leaped of to his ash home.

[Lady Amber]

OOC: We could still use Corny's plan, even if she has dropped out.

[Lady Ashenwyte]

OOC:Okay then.

[Izeroth]

OOC: Aren't you guys going to chase after me? I did steal the sword, after all. On another note, snakes have a way of running into villains, don't they?

Gridjaw ran through the forest. Having long since thrown his spear aside, he now held the sword with both paws. It was incredibly solid, and yet surprisingly light. It must have the possession of a great warrior-- who else could fashion such an incredible weapon?

Gridjaw sat by some large rocks for a brief rest. He had barely sat down before he heard a loud hiss coming from the rocks...

[Lady Ashenwyte]

OOC: The abbey's under siege.

[Ashleg]

OOC-
Recap?

[Lady Amber]

OOC: Nero has gotten inside the Abbey, Gridjaw has run into snakes, and Asher has gone home.

[Hickory]

OOC: THat sounds wrong.

[Lady Ashenwyte]

OOC: How?

[Lady Amber]

OOC: How does it sound wrong?

[Izeroth]

OOC: Can we just get back to the point of the thread?