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Post by Mattisa Mousethief on Aug 4, 2003 18:47:56 GMT -5
::Mattisa begins to think that he would be more help somewhere else...He tells his crew to join those of Nanlie's. Wandering around in the Abbey searching for someone in particular, his ears perk up when he finds her...:: NANALIE! ::He calls softly, as to not give away thier location to the enemy when he spots her:: I have been trying to find you for the longest time, its hard to get around with these blasted legs of mine. ::He looks dismissingly at his wounded, useless legs:: I want to be of help, and I know that our "briliant" plan of throwing pepper jars isn't working very well, though those that were hit are now blind for a few days until the swelling goes down. I've herd them vermin yelling things to scare us though, and all I have to say is that it is all thier tactics, we have plenty of food and water in our storage, we can last for many a season on our larders, trust me, I've been nicking things from the cellers since the day i set food in this place... I not be sure of what these vermin are trying to do though, we don't have money, and our food can't be the issue. ::He pauses, trying to think why they have a need to invade thier Abbey:: And then, if it is a matter of invasion and trying to take over, I see not the point because they have already started to destory the Abbey, why destroy what you are trying to take over...These dirty creeps have no right to do what they are doing, and not reason for it either:: Mattisa trails off and begins to look very angry at the vermin's side of the wall, wanting to shout, but instead of giving away his location, mumbles under his breath:: Darned vermin have nothing to do with our Abbey, who told 'em to disrupt our lives?! ::shakes his head as he looks wearily to Nanalie::
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 4, 2003 20:40:32 GMT -5
**The Weasel laughs as the tiny mouse's attempts to pull him, and he jerks his arm to the right, slamming the mouse into the wall. He slams his machette toward's the mouse's neck, meaning to decapitate him against that wall**
((I'm assuming you're a mouse, as you have no profile for some reason.))
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Post by Taln Stormpaw on Aug 5, 2003 9:44:19 GMT -5
(Don't assume...I'm an otter)
*He stands firm and moves his sword up and blocks the swordblow. He brings his chained arm around as if he were slashing, bringing his swordpaw at the same level so that his arms cross and they both can hit the weasel*
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 5, 2003 12:18:06 GMT -5
((Like I said, it's not my fault you didn't bother making a profile before jumping into battle))
**The Weasael blocks with his buckler, though he is pushed hard into the wall. Regaining his composure, he rips his chains away from the otter's arm (probably tearing some flesh) and backs away, leveling his minibow at the otter and putting his finger on the trigger**
Be gone from me, Abbey scum... I'm not here to fight you or kill anyone, but I shall gladly fell you were you stand.
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Post by Taln Stormpaw on Aug 5, 2003 12:50:20 GMT -5
(Hey, I went for the mysterous type.)
*He realeses the chain*
"Abbey Scum?"
*He smirks*
"You don't even know the half of it...But for now...I'll take your word for it. But don't even try to do anything rash."
*He backs into the wall, and seems to disappear into the wall*
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 5, 2003 13:49:33 GMT -5
**The assasin now heads down the hall, kicking open each door and checking for redwallers, also checking the great hall, cavern hole, and the cellars**
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Post by Nanalie on Aug 5, 2003 17:31:02 GMT -5
*The redwallers release a second wave of arrows at the vermin as Nanalie looks at Mattissa, concerned* Perfect timing to get ur legs broken.. Thanks for the reassurance. Vermin are vermin. They get bored, and then decided to kill people because their too stupid to think of anything better to do. *Nanalie shrugs and watches the arrows fly above.* It's a good thing we have some very good archers.*nanalie heard a ruckus outside the walls and peeks out.* Mattissa! Otters are helping us!* Nanalie runs to the moles* get those otter in here as fast as you can!!*
*The otters expertly zig and zag through the trees, letting stones fly as they go. Living in the wild, with no walls to protect them, has come handy to them. *
*Jimble, after letting loose the second arrow, darts to yet another tree and lets a third one at the archers below him that are after the otters.*
((Sorry Muramin. I guess we kinda got caught up in the moment :/))
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 5, 2003 23:30:37 GMT -5
**Duckflesh blinks, amazed, and tugs on the sleve of a nearby vermin**
Look at this... they're running around so damn fast their accuracy is almost null. No one's hitting a thing on either side.
**he yells out**
Target the otters! the redwallers are too far out to target us, they're just shooting blind! Don't bother with them yet! ((Yep, sofar as I can tell, the redwallers are back at that stream in another thread, as I never read them showing back up))
**A volley of thirty arrows is fired at the group of otters. Meanwhile, the assasin weasel has scampered back down the wall, spinning around and almost immediately going back up, followed by twenty more vermin. The Vermin set about completely ransacking the abbey, as the Assiasin gracefully drops down into the courtyard, hanging onto the ivy to slow his fall. He smiles softly at Muramin, leveling his minibow on her neck**
Remember me? Don't you have some new friends you need to join out in the forest?
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Post by Mattisa Mousethief on Aug 5, 2003 23:39:09 GMT -5
::Mattisa glares down as he thinks.:: Nanalie, I have an idea, but it may be more harm than its worth...::whispers in her ear the plan that he had been cooking up ((As in, the planning room...k?)) Looking hopefully at her he frowns.:: Its our only hope, but it may be too much of a risk, what do you think...? ::Hears a noise near the courtyard. Jumping up studdenly from his spot he looks frantically at Nanalie.:: Isn't that where Muramin is?...
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Post by Muramin al-Wyuli on Aug 6, 2003 0:24:40 GMT -5
Muramin glared at the assassin, chuckling as she took a few steps toward him. She wasn't about to act hostile in this position.
"M'lord Duck's last order was loud and clear: shoot anyone leaving the abbey... I thought it wise not to leave on that reason..."
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 6, 2003 2:34:05 GMT -5
**He takes a step back, looking suprised**
uhm, oh, that's good... why don't you just stay right there and cover us... this is the most critical moment, right here... we'll steal you something nice, anything you'd like?
**Of course, he fails to lower his bow**
**Meanwhile, the raid of the abbey continues at quite the fast pace**
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Post by Nanalie on Aug 6, 2003 10:13:39 GMT -5
((Whoa time out
The group almost reaches their destination when Nanalie stops in her tracks.* Oh no.. *A hare standing by her looks questioningly* Wot wot?*Nanalie shakes her head. We left that archer there to die! We have to go back and help!*to herself she mutters, i'm so stupid*You guys*gesturing to the badger carriers* keep going.
*The rest of the moles look at each other, a bit upset that they have to now dig the hole they just undug.* Everybody who wants to keep going to catch of the rest can. I'm going to help save Redwalll, even if it means my death.*The redwallers look at each other. "this is just too crazy" one of them mutters.*Can some of you moles dig up that up?*Nanalie asks*The moles get to work and dig as fast as they can. Soon all redwallers were jogging at a steady pace towards the abbey*
*In the abbey, the smoke was heavier than before. The redwallers came out of the hole coughing.* Don't worry, the fire will soon die down. Theres hardly anything left for it to burn * Nanalie said reassuringly* Hey, can you dig us out of here? so we can look for that goodbeast we left here?* The moles nod This is gurt practice fer moi diggin clawson of them says.*
*Soon a hole is dug leading out into the abbey. The redwallers pour out into the somewhat cleaner air.* Ok everybody*Nanalie whispers*Let's form a line leading from the fire down the hole and into the kitchens where the water is. We might be able to get this fire out if we work quickly enough. Keep your weapons handy at all times!* The redwallers follow their orders and are soon dropping pail after pail of water on the fire.*
I posted this, the redwallers are at the abbey in the battlements. The other half that can't fight is at the stream, i.e dibbuns and old people. So thats bull that we're out of range. We've shot 14 arrows at you so far. If you aren't gonna be fair and have some vermin die, the redwallers are going to sprout some magical immunity to skin piercing.
As for the otters, I'm the one that says whether their accuracy is good or not. And it is. It's possible to run and shoot at the same time well. ))
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Post by Nanalie on Aug 6, 2003 10:57:26 GMT -5
*Nanalie rushed into the abbey via the hole and raced down to the cellars. She retrieved a huge barrel full of fresh, green herbs. She carried the barrel on her back, outside and set it safely away from the fire. As The redwallers fired a third round of seven arrows. Each traveling straight at a vermin's throat*
*Meanwhie, The Moles carried out Nanalies orders and have dug a tunnel out into mossflower behind the otters.*
Psssst otters! friends are here! come!!
*The otters let loose another 10 sharp stones and leap into the tunnel. The otters ran ahead, and the otters covered up their tunnel that branched off the underground maze. They directed the otters where to go so they wouldn't get lost. Soon the otters popped up and were summoned by Nanalie*
Are any of you hurt? *all the otters shook their heads no.* Good. Thank you and welcome to redwall abbey! *Nanalie smiled at them* I need you to fling burning herbs over the wall. Can you do that?
Why yes miss. We'll get on it right away!
*The otters took some herbs, lit about half of the piece they each had on fire and flung it high above the redwallers heads, over the wall. Wow these herbs really smoke! one of the otters exclaimed. The otters lit and flung, lit and flung until Soon the vermin had smoking herbs raining down around them.
*Jimble up in the forest after shooting his 3rd arrow straight a target, jumped off to another tree, narrowly missing the monitor lizards arrow. He took aim at a weasel, and fired a perfect shot, the arrow zooming through the air directly at the weasel. Noticing all the huge amounts of smoke surrounding him, he took higher in the trees. Geez, this here smoke be mighty thick an hurd to breathe I think I'll pull back fer now Jimble made his way deeper into Mossflower wood.*
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Post by Taln Stormpaw on Aug 6, 2003 12:20:01 GMT -5
*The smoke fills the air like a choking blanket of air. The thick makes the vermin horde's eyes water, due to the nature of the herbs and grass. Breathing quickly or deeply hurts to do. The heavy smoke stays close to the ground and only a bit flows over the abbey wall and onto the grounds.*
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Post by Revelin on Aug 6, 2003 12:42:10 GMT -5
::Revelin looks around at everyone working and fighting thinking he should help in some way, but not quite sure how. He looks around the Abbey, thinking in his mind and suddenly something someone said pops out in his head. Suddenly, Revelin empties his bag holding pepples for his sling shot and rushes around Redwall collecting miscellanious things, like very pointy rocks, putting them into the bag while staying low as well as keeping out of everyone's way. His first stop was the infirmary, where he picked up as many bottles of potions that were poisonus when they were used alone. Next he went to a closet used to stor scrap materials, he took some of the pointy fence parts then quikly left, heading over to the kitchens. There he took many of the small knives, that looked like they could be broken down as well as some of the glasses from the cupboards. Once he got as much as he could carry he went from window to window staying very low so no one could see him, either snapping the little knives or fence parts into little sharp pieces, dipping them or the sharp rocks into the poisons and setting them onto the window sills, breaking the glasses onto the window sills so if anyone were to put any of there weight onto the sill they would get severely cut. Revelin smiled as he was doing this, glad to help keep the vermin from coming into Redwall thru the windows.::
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