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Post by signasul on Dec 27, 2006 23:28:25 GMT -5
OOC: what did I say about giving people time to react?
Signasul stood there, pinned to the tree. “An otter?” he said as he began pulling the arrow from his side. It was in good and deep, but survivable. “That’s Imposible.”
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Post by blackpaw on Dec 27, 2006 23:30:14 GMT -5
OOC:me to we can continue tommorrow at about the same time if youd like>
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Post by signasul on Dec 27, 2006 23:32:00 GMT -5
OOC: yes we could do that.
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Post by Tibbarius on Dec 28, 2006 10:49:24 GMT -5
Tibbarius stepped a way from the weasel. He turned away from the gang & walked slowly to the rivers edge. When he got there he dipped his sword in the water. He took a clothe he had & wiped the blood from his blade before sheathing it. He smiled as he looked at the blade. Who like Tibbarius needed to spill blood of any beast who took slaves. No beast would suffer like he did again. Not while he breath in his longues. Even though he deeply missed Redwall Abbey he knew he couldn't rest while he knew the slave traders were still wandering the forest. However he knew that he would need to find who the boss of this ring was. He knew he would have to leave the slave traders until they rieached the destination. Tibb sat down on the stream bed & let out a sigh as he looked at the moons reflection in the water.
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Post by blackpaw on Dec 28, 2006 21:51:42 GMT -5
just walking away like there never was a stand off Riv said "I never miss a shot with this bow, i missed the weasel three times......"Whoosh the longbow was swept away by the rush of the river. "farewell my trusty friend" a small tear trickled down his face as he repeated the seramonial weapon retirement..... "Oh my gosh ,wot?the general tammo has passed?"came a small voice out of the woods. "I will be back in an hour or so."said Riv. the voice was that of a long patroll hare he walked away from a freshly set grave. it was covered with roses and flowers .to sum it up ,BEAUTIFUL!there purtruding out of the ground was tammos dirk. the thaught of taking it was terrible he could never do such a thing . so he decided to rest a while.while napping martin came to him in a dream. the dreamlike figure stuck the dirk into his belt.when he awoke he was back at the river.in a sudden rush of memmory his eyes darted to his belt and there it was a dirk, no the dirk, no General Tammo's dirk. whipping it out of his belt he gave it a swoosh, flick, spin, and then it dawned on him he was destined for this blade and he mastered it instantly.
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Post by Tibbarius on Dec 28, 2006 21:57:12 GMT -5
Tibbarius stood up. He had no time to sit about. There was more slave traders in mossflower & he was not about to let them go on with their horrid business. He stood up & began to walk down the stream. Not saying a word to any beast.
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Post by blackpaw on Dec 28, 2006 22:23:53 GMT -5
"Where are you off to now tibb?"mumbled Riv as he admired his new dirk.
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Post by Tibbarius on Dec 28, 2006 22:30:42 GMT -5
Tibbarius stopped. He turned to his friend with a smile. I know that there are more slave traders in Mossflower. I intend to find them & let them lead me to wherever their boss might be. T'is a personal quest that I have given myself. Until I find the & Slay the ring leader then I can't return to Redwall.
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Post by blackpaw on Dec 28, 2006 22:35:44 GMT -5
"Sorry tibb me ol mate but it looks like yer gonna have company because youll need assistance an all tha' stuff?"...."Plus i wanna try out me new weapon."winked Riv with a sly grin.
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Post by Wayra Swiftdraw on Dec 28, 2006 23:35:23 GMT -5
"I Guess you'll have even more company..." Wayra said. "Those Slave traders have no right to hold beasts like that.." He said, as a long forgotten hatred welled up inside of him. "Let's go.." He said coldly.
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Post by signasul on Dec 29, 2006 6:10:16 GMT -5
Signasul pulled the arrow out after 5 minutes of work. "He can’t be an otter" he said aloud to him self "They’re supposed to be... he can’t be."
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Post by Tibbarius on Dec 29, 2006 9:56:16 GMT -5
What? I am stuck with ye two lay abouts? Tibbarius said in a playfull manner. To be honest I wouldn't mind the company. He said as they started walking along the stream. He was happy to have Riv with him. It was also great to have a slave, like with him. Someone Tib could relate too. Although not too pleased about thinking back on some bad memoeries. Tibb didn't trust the weasel. So he waited until they were out of ear shot of the animal they didn't even know who's side he was on. We will have to find a secure place to make camp. I want to catch the slave traders but we need out health & strength because I have a feeling we have a battle ahead. Anyone know of a good place?
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Post by signasul on Jan 2, 2007 16:17:42 GMT -5
Signausl fallowed the strangers, but at a distince, He still dident belive them.
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Post by Tibbarius on Jan 3, 2007 11:16:13 GMT -5
Tibbarius felt a cold chill run down his spine. Being a slave since birth the mouse always knew when someone was watching him. He hated the feeling. It brought back memories he would rather forget. He didn't chance a look back nor did he say anything. He wasn't going to risk giving anything away. He knew the best thing was to way until they found shelter. Then he would let his companions know of their shadow. A plan was already formulating in his head.
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Post by blackpaw on Jan 5, 2007 21:23:53 GMT -5
the pack of three walked a long distance to a small ford in the river."Riv said this is it" walking over to a small stump by the waters edge the dirk blade fit snuggly under a root ,twisting it upwards the root popped up revealing a thick rope the rope was tied to a large stone. the stone was thrown up into a low branch, acting dumwaiter system the stump was hoisted into the air revealing a small cave about the size of a hut.the 2 friends were hurried into the hole .the otter put the rope and stone back ,hidden from sight.then riv jumped into the river swimming right up into the shelter like a beaver in a dam.
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