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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Mar 31, 2006 20:01:14 GMT
*Ashnel thinks for a few moments before replying. He wonders where his "partner-in-crime," Terragon is. He then remembers their first adventure through the swamps... Snapping out of memories, the dark squirrel answers.*
I can't say - But when we get there... Follow me... And stay on the path.
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Post by Robin Redflash on Apr 1, 2006 10:35:15 GMT
Right. *She nods and moves back to the front smiling. She hopes his memory will serve them well for this is one of the first times she has been in charge of her own quest normally she is just a follower. She goes up to Ayeny at the front.* Thanks I just needed to check something with Ashnel. *She smiles and takes the lead again. She carries on the path South West until they come to a fallen oak tree she hops up onto it.* O.k we'll make camp here for the night if that is o.k with everybeast. Joey is everyone here? *She asks hoping that no one fell behind in the woods because it is said that water rats had been spotted in it.*
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Post by Ayeny Alashia on Apr 1, 2006 12:50:26 GMT
No problem, *Ayeny replies in answer to Robin as she waits for the other squirrel to pass and walks behind her. She remains rather silent as they continue along, and simply nods when Robin asks to make camp.*
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Apr 1, 2006 13:19:29 GMT
*Ashnel sits down on a tree stump, and tries to light a fire. Several minutes later, with no luck, the squirrel begins to get angry.* *His anger has made him blind to the fact that no Mossflorian would cut down the trees of Mossflower. Only a rat would do such a destructious (?) thing.*
*Finally, he jams the flint and timber together, with such force and anger, that a tiny spark winks, before dying. The fourth irratated attempt begins the beginings of a fire. The squirrel, glowing splint in one paw, the other setting a camp fire, finally sets the dry leaves alight and sits back, grinning.*
*It is now his satisfaction that dulls his senses, and it isn't until the back of his neck prickles in fear that he turns.*
Joey...? Is that you? *No, no gerbil makes a noise like that. Maybe Terragon's back early...* Terri?
*Ashnel tries to make frantic gestures to alert the others, but probaly looks more like a turkey than a look-out.*
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Post by Ayeny Alashia on Apr 1, 2006 13:26:04 GMT
OOC: I know this is a serious moment, but when you described Ashnel as a turkey I burst out laughing BIC: *Ayeny catches sight of Ashnel's wild gestures and stops what she is doing, concerned.* Ashnel . . . ? *Her eyes flicker around the campsite as she tries to figure out what Ashnel is trying to direct their attention to.*
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Apr 1, 2006 13:30:56 GMT
*Ashnel approaches her, pretending to offer her a lit branch to see by, but actually breathing a warning.*
Vermin - I think... Behind us in the woods. Pretend to light a stick and hand it to Robin, tell her too.
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Post by Ayeny Alashia on Apr 1, 2006 13:35:32 GMT
*Ayeny nods, putting a smile on her face but now very wary of the darkness around them. She walks to the fire and alights another branch, then goes to Robin, whispering as she offers the torch:*
Ashnel's spotted vermin behind us in the woods.
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Apr 1, 2006 13:37:33 GMT
*Ashnel replies, quietly.*
I haven't seen 'em - But they're makin' enough noise to wake the dead.
*He then wishes he hadn't mentioned graves, because the sensation of being watched encreases by the moment.*
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Post by Ayeny Alashia on Apr 1, 2006 13:41:47 GMT
*Ayeny closes her eyes to concentrate on her hearing, and all of a sudden, a distant, constant noise of crashing undergrowth and arguing begins to hum in her ears.*
Enough noise to- *Ayeny decides not to repeat Ashnel's phrase-* Enough noise, indeed.
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Post by Robin Redflash on Apr 1, 2006 16:59:35 GMT
*Robin nods and without breaking her expression nods in a fake grateful way to Ayeny but really means that she got the message. She silently draws her two rapiers and lays them across her lap. She whispers back to the others.* Can anyone tell yet how many there are? *She keeps her expression a casual smile and herself loose though really she wants to leap up and spin round but she supresses that urge and continues the charade. She risks a glance at Ashenl and prepares her grip on the handles of her rapiers. Her eyes are dancing around the camp fire never staying in one spot for too long.*
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Post by Ayeny Alashia on Apr 1, 2006 17:40:39 GMT
*Ayeny closes her eyes and listens again, the noises somewhat louder.* There's got to be at least ten of them...
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Apr 1, 2006 18:11:42 GMT
*Ashnel merely yawns, and begins to slump forwards, drowsily. He then, for a fraction of a second looks up, and winks.*
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Post by Ayeny Alashia on Apr 1, 2006 18:14:25 GMT
*Ayeny catches on, and lazily strolls to her bedding, 'just happening' to grab her bow as she lies down.*
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Apr 1, 2006 18:18:51 GMT
*The minutes pass, the sounds of running and shouting draw nearer and nearer until-*
Flitchaye! Wait here...
*Ashnel mutters, before slinking away, camoflauged in the twilight. He returns, with a pawful of wild garlic.*
The Flitchaye burn herbs which makes their enemies drowsy... Garlic... stinks too... and - er prevents the herb-drug taking effect.
*He passes some of the garlic to the other three. And gulps, before taking a bite, and chewing the foul-smelling plant.*
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Post by Ayeny Alashia on Apr 1, 2006 18:23:32 GMT
*Ayeny wrinkles her nose before taking a deep breath (away from the garlic) and taking a bite.* Now what?
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