Unnatural

[Faiyloe]

The group suddenly fell silent and Allarie gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. They had come back for them. Without waiting for the others or really thinking things threw she slipped off threw the darkness towards the speaker. Sticking to the shadows she approached the cliff edge and looked down at the two tall shadows silhouetted on the beach.

[LT Sandpaw]

Pulling the knife from his belt Arron glanced around at the others. Allarie had snuck off quietly while everyone else had froze waiting for the stranger next call. Arron waited trying to breathe softly, surly the guards hadn't caught up with them already.

[Wylder Treejumper]

Cordan crept silently along the edge of the shore, sword drawn and ready for combat, if need be. He saw the boat beached on the sand. Two sillouettes stood by it, neither of which appeared to be guards, though one was armored. Judging his chances to be good, should worst come to worst, and the beasts not a threat, he stepped forward from cover onto the beach. "Identify yourselves!" He called strongly as he strode towards the boat.

[The Skarzs]

Haenrok slipped into the water, heading for the boat. Perhaps they were friendly, but he didn't want to take that chance, especially since the events that drove him and his group this way anyway.

[Lady Ashenwyte]

"I am Bane II, son of Krain III, and my companion is Ayashe of the Ash family. Who art thou?" he shouted.

[Izeroth]

 Erich cursed his luck. If he pursued Archel into his home, it would bring an unwanted confrontation. If he just stood and let Archel leave, however, it would make him look like a coward.

"We shall return to the capital!" Erich called to his troops. "I suspect Archel's treachery, but I cannot prove it."

[Faiyloe]

Martha had found Tomas and she met Archel and Marissa at the back door which lead into the gardens. 

"They know, I don't know how but they know. We have to leave now. I have a friend who can house us tonight before we go on to cross the boarder," He said leading them out into the garden, threw the rows of flower beads and to a small back gate partial concealed by unkempt vines. pushing these aside Archel unlocked the gate with a key from the ring on his belt. It cheeked open and he ushered his family threw into the street before closing it shut behind them as quietly as he could and locking it behind him.

[The Skarzs]

  Haenrok popped his head out of the water as he circled the boat. Bane and Krain, huh? The sea otter wasn't quite sure about these newcomers, and with the odd amount that were popping up, he was becoming more apprehensive.

  OOC: Sorry for reviving this if it was intended to die, but I don't feel like letting the RPs I'm in fade.

[Lady Ashenwyte]

OOC: Need more Ayashe action here.

Ayashe looked back at the boat, and happened to see Haenrok. She nudged Bane, who turned around and saw him too. "Who are you, otter? Do you support the false kings on the Throne of Marshank?" he bellowed, putting his axe down.

[Lady Ashenwyte]

OOC: Sorry for the DP, but could we get this back up?

[Faiyloe]

OOC: Sure I'll try and post.

Archel Lead his family to a small house on the edge of town where an old hedgehog lived.

"Whats going on Archel?" The Hedgehog asked ushering them in and over to a lit fire place.

"Marissa has magic, we are leaving the city as soon as we can but I need to secure passage across the border, I hate to put you in danger but can they stay here, just for tonight," Archel asked.

"Of course of course, Don't be silly, I could never turn you away. Now I have some spiced tea if any one would like some," He said going into a back room to get some extra cups. 

Martha sat down in the big armchair by the fire. She looked worn out, but it was more mental then physical.

"Archel, What are we supposed to do?" She asked "After we escape there is no place to go,"   

"I have heard tell of a place call Redwall, it is only a rumor but it is said to lie far to the south of here. They would never find us there, And if there is no Redwall, we will make ourself's a house and live together like we should have a long time ago," He said squatting down next to her and taking her paw. 

[Wylder Treejumper]

OOC: Oh, good. I really liked this RP!

BIC:

"I am Bane II, son of Krain III, and my companion is Ayashe of the Ash family. Who art thou?" he shouted.

Cordan approached until he was just a few feet away from them, sword still drawn- though he doubted he was in any danger. "I am Cordan Swiftstream, formerly of the Imperial Guard of Trecor, now guardsman of those wrongly arrested by the Emperor of Trecor. What are your intentions?"

[Jetthebinturong]

Scath pulled Adal aside and the two sat behind a tree. "Why do you want to go with these beasts Adal?" Scath murmured.
Adal shrugged. "There is safety in numbers, and it'll be good for you to interact with others."
"And when I accidentally kill them all? Perhaps it is safer for us, but for them?"
Adal cocked his head to one side. "Why do you care whether they die or not?" Scath said nothing. "You haven't accidentally killed me yet, I'm placing my bets that the accidentally killing thing is a rare occurence."
"And if your bet is wrong?"
Adal shrugged again. "Then I lose money to life. Of course, I won't be able to pay it because I'll be dead. Silver linings."
Scath stood, glaring at him, his shadow flickering. "Don't even joke about that." He stalked off back to the camp.
Adal stared after him, then followed. When he tried to sit down next to his friend, Scath scowled and moved away. Adal sighed and lay down on the ground on the other side of the camp to Scath. The other cat was a pain sometimes, but Adal understood his current mood.

[Lady Ashenwyte]

"My intentions are safety, shelter, and preferably, a hot meal." shouted Bain.

[Wylder Treejumper]

Cordan shook his head and sheathed his sword. "If you choose to come with us, I can't offer you safety. Indeed, this is probably the least safe place for you to be. I can't offer you shelter, either- we have only our camp. A hot meal, we could spare- but you'd have to be willing to pull your share. As a group, we must either work or die. The Emperor is not lenient with his enemies."