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Started by Hickory, February 28, 2015, 09:24:40 PM

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Wot, wot!

#45
Night was curled up by the fire, overcome by sleep in the serenity of the evening. A familiar voice echoed in her ears, calling her name. Although it sounded distant and hazy, Night instantly recognized it as Stashi's voice. Utterly confused, She sat up and rubbed at her eyes. "Stashi?" she called out. Was that a dream? She turned her head to the side and saw the guards attacking her best friend. Night leapt to her feet and pounded her wings faster than she had ever before. "Stashiiiiiii! Redwallll!!!" She yelled as she landed behind the gate and threw herself on the guards.
"Get him! Grab that spy! I want his head!"
Basil chuckled. "What's the matter? Isn't your own head good enough? No, I don't suppose it is. Ugly-looking brute, aren't you?" -Basil to Cluny the Scourge (Redwall)

"The second you change "I can't" into "why not", you can do anything in the world."

Romsca

OOC: Is it almost morning yet?

Hickory

OOC: If everybody's okay, it can be morning. I'm not sure when we started... :P
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Eulaliaaa!

OOC: I dunno, I thought it was in the afternoon, but morning makes more sense.

BIC: the guards were dragging Stashi back when a monster was upon them "Stashiiiiiii! Redwallll!!!" It had yelled, terrifying the guards. Screaming and roaring they fled from the yelling beast who had attacked them, forgetting the unconscious Stashi and trying to get away from Night.
Just pretend there is something interesting and unique written here... I have nothing to say.

Romsca

OOC: I'm pretty sure it started at night

BIC: Brooks woke up and realized he had fallen asleep when trying to listen in on the conversation. He became curious when he heard noise outside near the gates. He was hesitant to leave the tavern because he was aware the gang might know what happened, but he decided leaving was the best option. Before leaving, he drank some coffee and, even though the day was warm, stole a cloak with a hood from the Lost and Found so the others might not recognize him at first, giving him a second to get away. And then he left.

Hickory

OOC: Feel free to bribe guards.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Wot, wot!

As the guards fled, Night flew over to Stashi and began calling her friend's name. Unsure of what to do, she started looking around her for pieces of cloth to use to bandage Stashi's leg. Her dark eyes caught a small strip of a T-shirt flapping in the wind, trapped around a wire on the gate. Night landed on the gate and pulled at the cloth with her beak until she was rewarded by a sharp tear. She hopped off the gate and lined the cloth with snow, wishing she had herbs to help the wound heal.
"Get him! Grab that spy! I want his head!"
Basil chuckled. "What's the matter? Isn't your own head good enough? No, I don't suppose it is. Ugly-looking brute, aren't you?" -Basil to Cluny the Scourge (Redwall)

"The second you change "I can't" into "why not", you can do anything in the world."

Hickory

As luck would have it, Nyu, in token of her thanks, had left a small satchel of herbs and bandages by the fire. One thing she had not told Night was what she was getting in Huvin.'
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

LT Sandpaw


Fiver came rushing up sword in paw, seeing the large bird struggling to treat the fox. Throwing down his sword he pulled a wad of dark green herbs from his satchel. He moved in front of the bird waving a paw behind him.

"Please stay back, I am better suited to this." He said before going to work bandaging the wound, and scrapping ice off the ground he wound it into a small package filling it with cold ice. He pressed it onto the spot where Stashi had been hit.

"She'll be fine, just unconscious but we need to leave before more guards come, can you carry her?" He asked.


"Sometimes its not about winning, but how you lose." - John Gwynne

"Facts don't care about your feelings." -Ben Shapiro

Eulaliaaa!

Stashi's eyes flickered open and she immediately tried to sit up, "That stuff, I had it. I left it in an alley, I had it." She exclaimed, wincing and falling back down. She looked around, "Where did the guards go? Night? What happened?" She asked.
Just pretend there is something interesting and unique written here... I have nothing to say.

Hickory

#55
The guards, in fact, had fallen prey to Dige and his raiders. With ferocious insanity, all but one guards lay slain on the ground, several wolverines panting over. Dige grabbed hold of the last guard. It was a squirrel. "Waht goes on in teh port city, tell me."

The guard was terrified. "W-w-w-well, l-lots of th-th-things happen there. What s-s-sort of stuff?"
"THings concerning food, methinks."
"O-o-ok, well, the harbour h-h-has lots of food, b-b-b-but travelers comig out of the city have food as well."

The wolverine throttled the squirrel and turned to face his creatures. "Boon, go back and fetch teh rest. We will raid Huvin like never before!"

OOC: So now if you encounter a wolverine, assume it says something like "You will not stop the wolverines getting to Huvin!" So your character has to at least show some defiance to the wolverine. Tzhey do't have to kill the wolverine, but at least attack them. Capisce?
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Wot, wot!

#56
"Thank you for the help," Night said to the rat. "I can carry her. My name's Night. What's yours?" Night breathed a great sigh of relief at seeing Stashi conscious again. "Whew! Stashi! You had me worried there, friend! It's alright. The guards ran off, but we don't have much time. Can you get on my back?" She asked.
"Get him! Grab that spy! I want his head!"
Basil chuckled. "What's the matter? Isn't your own head good enough? No, I don't suppose it is. Ugly-looking brute, aren't you?" -Basil to Cluny the Scourge (Redwall)

"The second you change "I can't" into "why not", you can do anything in the world."

Eulaliaaa!

Stashi grabbed Night's wing, leaning heavily on it, "But the stuff, I had it. We can't leave it." She protested, looking back at the city. Blood soaked the fur around her wound, and she stared down at her leg, "Those squirrels, they're dead when I find them." She said.

OOC: I'm pretty sure Fiver is a rat...
Just pretend there is something interesting and unique written here... I have nothing to say.

LT Sandpaw


OOC: Rat Yes he's a rat, its fine though.


BIC: "I'm Fiver, take her back to the campsite, I'm going back for the equipment I wont be long." Nodding to the two Fiver scooped up his sword and ran towards Huvin making good time. He was close to the gate when a still shape in the snow caught his eye. Stumbling to a stop he moved closer seeing the remains of the guards.

And massive tracks, easily three times his size with deep claw indentions. Wolverines. Leaving the guards for dead Fiver sprinted into Huvin intent on finding the things and getting out quickly. He knew by morning this town would be fighting for its life. Dodging past early risers he searched down every alley hoping to come across what he needed.


"Sometimes its not about winning, but how you lose." - John Gwynne

"Facts don't care about your feelings." -Ben Shapiro

Hickory

Quote from: LT Sandpaw on March 12, 2015, 02:02:09 PM

OOC: Rat Yes he's a rat, its fine though.


BIC: "I'm Fiver, take her back to the campsite, I'm going back for the equipment I wont be long." Nodding to the two Fiver scooped up his sword and ran towards Huvin making good time. He was close to the gate when a still shape in the snow caught his eye. Stumbling to a stop he moved closer seeing the remains of the guards.

And massive tracks, easily three times his size with deep claw indentions. Wolverines. Leaving the guards for dead Fiver sprinted into Huvin intent on finding the things and getting out quickly. He knew by morning this town would be fighting for its life. Dodging past early risers he searched down every alley hoping to come across what he needed.
OOC: Not yet, or maybe never. The wolverines aren't an army, they'll most likely conduct small raids.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.