Hunger Games

[Gonff the Mousethief]

Marshall glanced down at the fox who approached him. He was gripping on to a piece of paper which he was reading when she had come up.
"Hi. Hallie I presume?"

[Hickory]

Asher drained his water and got up. He glanced up and down the table before heading off in the direction of his quarters. Time to get ready.

[Jasper]

Holokai shrugged in response to Marshall.
"We will test your claims in the arena then, friend."
As Marshall left the table, Holokai whatched each member carefully. Having heard the fox's wish for the return of his family earlier, he had hoped for this result exactly. He knew the fragile kind when he saw it, and he planned on exploiting this as much as possible. Now he just needed to wait until... Ahha! That Hallie had already headed over-she may as well have been carrying tissues it was so obvious where she was headed, he thought to himself.

In his mind, he went over the methods of preparing a fake wound on his head again; he would approach Hallie as though on the edge of death, and then strike - such a kind creature would never expect such a thing. Marshall he would tease and torment from the shadows, allowing no rest until the fox was practically begging for death, which Holokai would provide.

Confident with his plans, Holokai leaned back and watched the remainder of the creatures, surely there were more weaknesses to unveil.

[Hickory]

After sharpening his arrowheads and waxing his bowstring, Asher returned to the dining hall and sat down at an empty spot. No one surrounded him. Not being hungry, he refused the server's offers of food.

[Wylder Treejumper]

OOC: Would it be too soon to move on? I've got one and a half weeks to kill Bracken, and I'd prefer not to have to make him just eat till he explodes. That would be a pretty lame death for  hare.

[Hickory]

OOC: 

[Unimaginative]

Kajahffy took the coconut, and enjoyed immensely, first drinking the milk and then proceeding to cut off slivers of the flesh with his knife. "Thank ye for those kind words, my friend. Tell me, what is your name, and where are you from? I've never met a mouse quite like you before." Kajahffy hesitated as he finished this sentence, not wanting to accidentally offend Holokai.

OOC: I love how Kajahffy, who would probably rather not kill anyone, is getting all buddy buddy with one of the most dangerous creatures in the game.

[Izeroth]

 Vardan quietly pushed his bowl aside and rose from the table. The weasel's sharp eyes scanned the room, assessing potential rivals and victims.

Most of these woodlanders are a pushover-- look like they wouldn't hurt a fly. The Warriors should be my main concern.

Having completed his quick assessment, Vardan turned his back on the table and walked out of the room.

[Skyblade]

Before Hallie could reply to Marshall, the Abbey bells suddenly tolled above everyone's head and the food disappeared where it stood. The contest was beginning!

Today, battle and death would erupt in the most peaceful of places - Redwall. For the abbey itself was the arena.

All the beasts knew the rules, as they had been carefully told before the feast. The entire Abbey from the inside out was territory, but going anywhere beyond the gates and ramparts would result in an automatic disqualification. Every time the bell tolled signaled one competitor's death. Food and drink could be found in the kitchens, cellars, garden, orchards, and Abbey pond. Dead bodies would disappear and be revived outside the arena.

The eleven of them were teleported to a random part of the Abbey as follows:

Marshall - Cavern Hole
Vardan - The cellars
Kana - The orchard
Yexter - Abbey pond
Asher - On the belltower
Holokai - The dormitories
Kajahffy - The infirmary
Raymo - Garden
Brackenridge - Great Hall
Sean - The gatehouse
Hallie - The library


And they knew the "game" had begun.

IC: If you need any help, we're going to go by this map I found online. It seems like a good one.

[Hickory]

Asher smiled grimly. The bellower was the perfect place. He regretted not having any food, but his plan was already played out clearly in his mind:

-Attack any beast besides Marshall who ventures onto the grounds or in his range
-When the beasts in the building start to exit, sneak in and secure food and other supplies
-Observe other beasts for their attack style
-Meet with Marshall: area undecided
-plan an offense with Marshall

[Gonff the Mousethief]

Marshall stood, with shock that everyone was gone. Why must they have started now! The blue fox slowly moved around to see if anyone was nearby. How great was it that he just happened to be in the middle of Redwall? Oh well, he just needed to find Asher and maybe Hallie, but still be careful he didn't run into that mouse. He griped his axe, and kept his bow at the ready, and went up the stairs into Great Hall

There, he noticed far away the hare who had eaten most of the food. His best bet was to call out to him. He seemed the jolly type, so he may be able to get past him without and fighting.
"You there! What be your name?!"

[Skyblade]

OOC: Even with the map, it may be hard to get the places of the Abbey right. Don't worry about it and just do your best with where everything is supposed to be

IC: As soon as Hallie had teleported, she stood up and spun around holding her one weapon: a sturdy spear. Ears pricked and eyes narrowed, the fox turned her head this way and that but saw no other beast. There were, however, books. Lots and lots of them. Hallie, who really was an odd fellow, found the ends of her mouth twitching upwards and her whispers quivering like gently plucked strings. For some reason, she found this situation at least somewhat humorous. You'll get yourself killed acting like that, she thought gravely, and quickly erased the grin and stood up straighter. Then she crouched again, looking unsure. And unsure she was.

Hallie could tell she was inside the Abbey: this appeared to be a library. Hopefully there weren't beasts very close by, for she had her own plan. Keeping her spear braced and her senses vigilant, she looked around for an exit and saw to her dismay that there was only one, and it led straight into the heart of the Abbey like some sort of death path. There were windows, but Hallie was wary of the noise she would make smashing them. She cautiously peeked her head through the library door. Seeing no sign of life, she crept outside, ready and alert. A bit of poking around revealed that there were no nearby places to exit. She would have to use the front door. And that meant traveling through pretty much half the Abbey.

Hallie groaned (inwardly) and crawled back into the library. Should she take her chances? Or stay in the library and hope nobody or few found her? It was a good thing she had filled herself up at the feast, so if she went with the latter she wouldn't have to leave for a while. The quiet fox found a hidden nook behind a bookcase and paused to think, trying to keep her observance.

[Izeroth]

 In a flash of bright light, Vardan disappeared from the hall and re-materialized elsewhere. After a brief period of shock, the stoat looked around.

The Cellars. Looks like the old mice weren't lying about magic.

Vardan drew his sword-- a thin, sharp blade of steel. There was nothing left to do but find beasts to kill.

[rrrrr]

Raymo quickly climbed up a nearby tree, the Garden had many big trees in which he could sling from and not be detected. It also had plenty of food. He waited for the nearby contestants to come and hoped he could make an alliance. If not, his position was better than the other enemies.

[Hickory]

Asher noticed Raymo, but dismissed the movement as a stray bird. Turning, he surveyed the counrtyard west of the infirmary. No one in their right mind would venture there (if they knew he was in the belltower, of course). He turned left and glanced at the gardens. Excellent. All he had to do was mark the area. By that he meant make sure it had a low rate of "visitors".

Asher turned 180º and glanced at the roof to Caven Hole and Great Hall. With a quick scan of the grounds to make sure no one was watching, he climbed out the belltower window, down the side, and onto the roof. Keeping as low as possible, he headed across the roof and partially down the side and looked in the window. Marshall!