A Fox's Fate

Started by Gonff the Mousethief, January 02, 2015, 05:09:33 AM

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plaguerat121

Tolot listened to the rustling created by Virren fallowing him.
Back In the 14 century, a deadly disease struck
Your family and strangers you would bury.
It was sheer bad luck.
Death normally came within a week.
From Aisha to Europe to England.
Rats on a ship were to blame, so to speak.
A flea bit you at sea but then quickly spread to land.

Gonff the Mousethief

The guard passed out instantly. Quickly, the others pushed the Hares out of the gate, locking it behind them.
I want the world of Tolkien,
The message of Lewis;
The adventure of Jacques,
And the heart of Milne.
But I want the originality of me.



Lady Ashenwyte

OOC: We need more action from the wolves.
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Gonff the Mousethief

OOC: I don't really know who is a wolf, so I can't really help. If I am correct, the wolves should capture Marshall and Co. when they run off.
I want the world of Tolkien,
The message of Lewis;
The adventure of Jacques,
And the heart of Milne.
But I want the originality of me.



Jukka the Sling

OOC: I'm playing a wolf, and so are Mask and Del.
BIC:

"Um, well... what about Redwall? My mum, the Abbess, will be fine with it if I speak for you," the haremaid said, anticipating the foxes' questions before they came.
"The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater." ~J.R.R. Tolkien

plaguerat121

Looking around Tolot eventually caught up to Virren.
Back In the 14 century, a deadly disease struck
Your family and strangers you would bury.
It was sheer bad luck.
Death normally came within a week.
From Aisha to Europe to England.
Rats on a ship were to blame, so to speak.
A flea bit you at sea but then quickly spread to land.

Delthion

OOC: I am just waiting for the dawn of the next day.
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Gonff the Mousethief

"Sure! It be nice t' go t' a place o' peace ya know?"
I want the world of Tolkien,
The message of Lewis;
The adventure of Jacques,
And the heart of Milne.
But I want the originality of me.



Lady Ashenwyte

OOC: Can my characters meet your characters, Gonff?
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Gonff the Mousethief

OOC: Sure! My next post will wrap up the feast and get get the company moving.
I want the world of Tolkien,
The message of Lewis;
The adventure of Jacques,
And the heart of Milne.
But I want the originality of me.



Jukka the Sling

"Alright, then!" May said, shifting her supply bag on her shoulder.
"The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater." ~J.R.R. Tolkien

plaguerat121

OOC: I really don't know what to do  :'( .
Back In the 14 century, a deadly disease struck
Your family and strangers you would bury.
It was sheer bad luck.
Death normally came within a week.
From Aisha to Europe to England.
Rats on a ship were to blame, so to speak.
A flea bit you at sea but then quickly spread to land.

Gonff the Mousethief

Tailford was fed up with the criticism he got.
"Everyone! The feast is over! Go home! Guards, patrol the streets and make sure no one is out!"
The foxes left, some drunk, others scared and confused.

* * *

Marshall peered out of his window after his father had given orders. He was all packed, and had a small container ready to grab the food once they left.
"Alright mates, looks as if the feast is overs. I guess we can start gettin' out o' 'ere ina bit. Got y' stuff ready?:
I want the world of Tolkien,
The message of Lewis;
The adventure of Jacques,
And the heart of Milne.
But I want the originality of me.



Jukka the Sling

"I'm ready," May said, wondering briefly if she had done the right thing in getting herself mixed up with Marshall and Moken.

OOC: Are you gonna take over Moken?
"The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater." ~J.R.R. Tolkien

Jukka the Sling

"The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater." ~J.R.R. Tolkien