Foreign Intrusion

[Skyblade]

OOC: No, you're good!

IC: "Pleased to meet you as well," Flare said with a nod and smile. She led the two of them to the abbess, who was sitting at the end of the table. Already Redwallers were starting to look their way.

"Good morning, Abbess Hhenf. We have visitors."

[Eulaliaaa!]

Stashi glanced around, not used to seeing so many creatures gathered in one place to celebrate instead of fight. She stared back at the creatures watching her, feeling the many eyes watching her every move. She then looked at who Flare was addressing and smiled, holding her grubby paw out to shake with the Abbess, "G'morning, yer majesty. A wonderful Abbey ye've got 'ere," she commented cheerfully, her green eyes shining brightly as she tried to appear kind and friendly, fearing that she would get turned away if she wasn't.

[The Skarzs]

  Henff was as surprised as anybeast to see a fox come waltzing into the Great Hall behind the abbey's own Flare, and took a moment to size her up. After a bit she stood and shook Stashi's paw.
  "Now now, none of that 'Your majesty' stuff. I'm no ruler and this is no castle." The hedgehog wiped her paw on her habit. "Well, I'm glad you like our abbey. I hope you find yourself in good company here, since if Flare let you in then she must find you decent enough." She bowed with a weak smile. "I am Abbess Henff. Erm, Flare, can you direct Miss ehh-" she waited for the name to be given, "-to the washing basin so she can eat?"

[Eulaliaaa!]

"Oh, I'm sorry yer maj-er... Abbess Henff. Me name's Stashi by the way, Stashi Bushtail. An' wot's a washin' basin?" She asked.

OOC: haha, I love Abbess Henff's response.

[Unimaginative]

"It's a beautiful place ya live in, Madame Abbess." Altuth stared at the food on the tables. "It looks like the rumors about the food here at Redwall might be true." He whispered to Stashi. Altuth turned back to Henff. "M'name is Altuth Harjinson." He said, extending a grubby paw.

[Eulaliaaa!]

OOC: heheh, both our paws are grubby 

[Faiyloe]

"Oh I'm fine," Phane said shoving Pharanuse away rather weakly.

"No you ain't, Now sit still and let me clean you up. You still have blood all over your face," He retorted. Phane scowled but let him help her clean her face and apply lavender oil to her head.  

"I wouldn't need cleanin' up if you hadn't put a beetle down my shirt," She grumbled.

"I didn't put it there,"

"Right," She said with an eye role which she immediately regretted.

[Hickory]

Named hopped up to the front of the line. He fell in step with Vrungrin, keeping slightly behind. He cleared his throat before speaking. "If you allow it, I could be a messenger between the two. I'm much queiter and less obvious then the others."

[Ashleg]

Regan glanced at Named, blinking uneasily before slipping up to the front herself.
She looked at Vrungin. "Sir? When you're done, um, can we talk?"

[Skyblade]

Flare took Stashi and Altuth to the washing basin. Afterwards, she indicated three empty seats near the edge of the dining table. "We can sit here. Eat as much as you like."

[Eulaliaaa!]

Stashi scratched at her ear, pulling her cloak closer around herself, "So that's wot a washin' basin is," she muttered darkly under her breath, sitting as far from the abbeybeasts as possible, "Huh, no wonder they all look skinny and sick, they've been t' the washin' basin, poor beasts. Ain't natural, that's wot it is, ho yes. Tis a wonder I'm still alive, my poor parents almost lost their dear li'l daughter," she sulked while piling food onto her plate, her golden colored fur shining in the light of the room. Even though she was hungry and not used to eating around a table, she was surprisingly neat and clean about eating.

[Skyblade]

Flare sat next to Stashi, keeping a bit of a distance from her and the other beasts around the table.

"It serves its purpose, well, I might add," she said with a wink. She then dug in heartily.

[The Skarzs]

  Vrungin nodded in approval of Named's suggestion. "A good idea, mercenary. I hope you continue to be this useful."
 The wolf turned to Regan. "I'm done now, my friend. What do you wish to converse about?"

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 "Are you sure it's a good idea to push our creatures to this speed, Commander?" Colonel Sharpeye jogged alongside the metal clad form of Karn. "I can speak for my hares' own durability, but they aren't wearing armor."
 Karn's long stride matched Sharpeye's jog. "Nonsense. They are trained for hills and rocks; this trek is flat. And if we find this Redwall to be out of danger, then we shall rest. But if not, then all the more reason for speed."
 "Vrungin didn't seem like the type to attack immediately, old chap."
 Karn grunted, knowing the hare spoke the truth. "He is not, you are right." He remembered what had happened back in his homeland. "But he manipulates, tricks and squeezes until he gets what he wants. Frontal attack may not be his first choice, but attack he does."

[Unimaginative]

Altuth ignored Stashi's comments about the washing basin, as he was far too busy piling his plate with food.

"Mmm! Stashi, 'ave ya tried one of these scones yet? Put a dab o' redcurrant jelly on it, and yeh've got the sweetest scone ya'll ever have!"

Without waiting for a reply, the otter moved onto a large pudding that was resting nearby. Then, a few bites in, he looked up.

"Erm... Hmm... I think I'm forgetting something," Altuth looked thoughtful for a moment, before remembering. "Oh, we were gonna ask about those odd beasts that've been loitering around Mossflower."

[Ashleg]

The female badger's ears fell flat against her head. "Why'd you kill him," She asked, "Why'd you kill the rat?"