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Post by Muramin al-Wyuli on Aug 6, 2003 13:08:33 GMT -5
Muramin continued her approach to the weasel, nodding. She'd cover his back all right, with a little dirt after all was said and done. Once she ws close enough, he might have been able to pick up on a really sublte purr that was undertoned to each word.
"Right... You just don't get killed in there, got it? I've spent more than enough time here to know they can use a knife when forced to..."
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 6, 2003 13:48:31 GMT -5
**The Assasin Weasel takes another step back, not trusting the cat any further than he could throw her**
Uhm, well, yes, see...
**A scream comes from the abbey**
HOLY LIVING CROW, HOW DID THEY GET ON THE BATTLEMENTS?! GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!
**Out in the forest, Duckflesh frowns, attempting to wave smoke away from him**
What the hell? They tunneled back into the abbey? When in God's name did that happen?
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RETREAT!
**The Vermin in the forest fade away in mere seconds, and the ones in the abbey simpy run out the massive hole Snapper made in the gate, carrying as much loot as they had been able to get their hands on in what time they had had, mostly personal posessions from dormitories.**
**A weasel has been felled by one of Jimbal's arrows. The two Monitors are still hot on Jimbal's tail. Spotting him on one tree, the first of the two vaults off a tree directly into the one with the squirrel on it, causing the entire tree to shake violently forward. The other monitor hurls himself into the air and bites out towards where the small Squirrel should tumble, hoping to sink his jaws into his neck or chest.**
((Ugh, I somehow managed to skip over a bunch of your posts, Nanalie, I apologize. Anyway, that really messed things up, so I'm just getting out now. However, I'm quite sure your beasts on the battlments wouldn't be able to target mine through the trees, so I don't feel the need to take any damage.))
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Post by Muramin al-Wyuli on Aug 6, 2003 16:08:49 GMT -5
(( Hold on to your pants, Duckie-dear... I'm still near the gate... ))
Muramin chuckled, continuing to press forward towards the weasel. She could tell he was a bit unnerved.
"I should probably let you get back to the hoarde with the rest of them..."
She would then pull out a small scroll and hold it out for him to take.
"See that this gets to M'lord Duck..."
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 6, 2003 18:34:07 GMT -5
Right! Will do! C'MON, BOYS, THEY WON'T SHOOT AT US WHILE WE RETREAT, BUT BETTER MAKE THIS FAST ANYWAY!
**The Weasel looks quite relieved, grabbing hold of the scroll, then starting out through the gashed gate on a flat run towards the woods with the rest of the vermin. Meanwhile, the other assasin weasel lies in the dust in the courtyard, forgotten.**
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Post by Taln Stormpaw on Aug 6, 2003 19:14:08 GMT -5
*The mysterious fighter looks out at the retreating forces. He walks out to the unconscious weasel and takes out a small knife. He reaches down and slits a bit of skin with it. The blade, poisoned with the venom of an adder does it's work quickly, killing the assasin. Taln drags him ouside the walls and quickly runs back inside. He closes and locks the door behind him and goes off to try and meet some of the brave Redwallers who were holding the attack off superbly.*
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Post by Muramin al-Wyuli on Aug 6, 2003 19:56:58 GMT -5
Muramin caught sight of the otter as he sliced open the second assassin, she sheathing her blades as she hurried to catch up to him. She did not look pleased.
"That was highly uncalled for and tactically unadvisable... Surely even you can see the flaw you just made..."
She was referring to the fact that any captured enemies would be wonderful sources of information.
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Post by Taln Stormpaw on Aug 6, 2003 19:59:53 GMT -5
Don't worry about it...
*He glances at herm then continues to walk down the passageway.*
I can get the information that he would have given us through different means.
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Post by Mattisa Mousethief on Aug 6, 2003 21:37:38 GMT -5
::Looking at the wreckage, Mattisa frowns as he thinks of the time that will have to go into fixing the damage. He is not thinking about the fact that they have retreated, for it would only be a matter of time before they came back, he hoped it would be long... glancing at Nanalie, he gives a weak smile.:: Well Miz, it seems we have done some sort of good here. Now... to repare the horrible things they have done to our Abbey... ::He ((May I take the risky inquirery that we are done, for now with this section. Can we take a small break from the battle or something? For now at least? Can we make a bit of time pass by or something so I can actually do things with my legs and fix the wall? Or something to that affect? Just a question because I'm not sure if this is done now. Alright, I'll just stop talking now!  ))
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Post by Nanalie on Aug 7, 2003 11:22:40 GMT -5
*Nanalie, feeling a wave of exhaustion hit her, ordered the redwallers on top of the battements down.* All of you, please eat and get some rest. I'll go inform the rest of the abbey about what's happened now. We could use their paws to clean up. Does anyone want to come with me?
((Wait the wall is wrecked? hopefully things won't be as confusing next time i agree with mattisa though.))
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 7, 2003 13:17:38 GMT -5
((The gate is very much wreaked, but not the wall. Also, please remember your orchard and pretty much everything else in the courtyard is gone... oh, and we still have the matter of that little squirrel to deal with, what's his name, Jimbal?))
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Post by Nanalie on Aug 7, 2003 14:12:11 GMT -5
*The monitor lizards judged correctly and Jimble gets shredded to pieces*
((We still have provisions in the cellars.
You should repair our gate for us so you can knock it down again
I apologize for the lack of detail, but i really want this fight to be over with. Even though squirrels can manuever the trees faster than lizards can, I'm giving this one to you.))
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Post by Taln Stormpaw on Aug 7, 2003 17:32:08 GMT -5
*He almost runs into Nanalie as they turn a corner.*
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 7, 2003 19:04:07 GMT -5
((Hehe, I'm so glad the little bugger is dead. Too bad your "friend" killed the Weasel I was nice enough to leave you. Oh well.))
**The monitor licks the blood off his jaws. The two of them huck the mangled corpse of the very much dead squirrel out of the forest, landing near the abbey, then they head back to camp**
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Post by Nanalie on Aug 7, 2003 19:09:32 GMT -5
*Nanalie trips over herself trying to avoid a collision. She shrieks and lands face first into the ground. She looks up at the otter standing over her*
"Oh!..H-hi!"
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Post by Taln Stormpaw on Aug 7, 2003 20:07:57 GMT -5
*He smiles warmly and offers a hand to help her up*
Hi.
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