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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Apr 4, 2007 8:31:06 GMT
*Terragon sits on the edge of the clearing, watching the early summer evening drift past. A few times, the leaderess lazily plays a tune on a little reed pipe, given to her by Romula, a vixen friend of Robin's. Ash' and Romula would get on well... Terragon tells herself, and is suddenly reminded of the dark squirrel, who is away from Terralux, spying with Regen for Tervin Blackstar, the wildcat lord. The sun has only just begun to set, and a peaceful air draws itself over Terralux... ... in the woods, like bad omens, some five score vermin wait. Their leader, a ferret by the name of Meratia Swiftclaw, paces to and fro, followed by his second-in-command, a stoat called James-Abaran Longhaul, who has the air of the sea-faring beast.* Curse the sun! *Meratia hisses, his voice more deadly when quiet.* What takes it so long t'set in the Spring an' Summ'r?! Captain Swiftclaw, y'must be patien'. By midnight tonigh', ye'll be lord o' this place! Where Arult'm the Sq'rr'l King used ta rule! Keep thinking o' that, Cap'n, and the time'll pass quick'r than you know.
*Terragon smiles, unaware of the attack waiting to unfold...*
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Apr 4, 2007 12:19:54 GMT
*Regen sits on an old dock near the lake. He, also, is playing an instrument - something very similar to a lute, but with more strings. A fishing line trails in the water a few feet away, but the squirrel appears to have forgotten about it.* *Tinsy comes up quietly behind him. *Eale. *Stormsight,* He replies, not looking up, and continuing to play. He's playing a strange tune, which appears to have no words. *Nothing's gonna bite when you're making that much noise. *Nothing's gonna bite if y' don't shut up. *The badger rolls her eyes, mutters something, and sits on the other side of the dock, facing the woods. *Touchy. OOC: Tinsy, this is the vermin attack I told you about. Ashnel and Regen aren't there. Is that alright, I could change it so they are there (NB: my message above yours).
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Post by Stoakly Centurio on Apr 4, 2007 13:46:09 GMT
*Stoakly knows he is left out of the important conversations, especially when Tinsy is talking to Terragon. He smiles as he thinks of Ashnel, Terragon's cousin, being left out as well. The ferret dusts off his brown tunic and pulls the dark hood over his tan furred face. His brown eyes flicker from place to place, and ugly feeling coming over him. Stoakly, never knowing about Regen, Ashnel, and Romula, spots Terragon in the clearing and wipes sweat from his brow. The ferret hears the reed pipe and smiles. Terragon always has some kind o' new skill to p'ay. He picks up his pace a tad, sneering as his boots step in mud. Stoakly approaches Terragon, and sits down next to her. His curious personality beats his manners and he turns to face her. It seems everything is at peace, but the harmony of the Terraluxian Settlement would be compromised.* Terragon, *He finally says.* What is going on?
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Apr 4, 2007 13:48:47 GMT
*Terragon sits up properly and looks at Stoakly.* What d'you mean? About in the Tavern... *She seems a little distracted now, even in the calm early summer twilight.* Or...?
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Post by Stoakly Centurio on Apr 4, 2007 13:53:00 GMT
*Stoakly shrugs at Terragon's answer. Big surprise... He thinks to himself.* Mistress Terragon, *The ferret says as he looks her in the eyes and is shocked he called her by her formal name.* What happened in the Tavern? And why are my feelings on edge? Wait, better question; why are you on edge? *He almost does not want to ask, but it slips out. Stoakly rubs his eye a tad and continues his gaze upon the squirrel.*
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Post by Tinsy Stormsight on Apr 4, 2007 13:58:12 GMT
*Regen sits on an old dock near the lake. He, also, is playing an instrument - something very similar to a lute, but with more strings. A fishing line trails in the water a few feet away, but the squirrel appears to have forgotten about it.* *Tinsy comes up quietly behind him. *Eale. *Stormsight,* He replies, not looking up, and continuing to play. He's playing a strange tune, which appears to have no words. *Nothing's gonna bite when you're making that much noise. *Nothing's gonna bite if y' don't shut up. *The badger rolls her eyes, mutters something, and sits on the other side of the dock, facing the woods. *Touchy. OOC: Tinsy, this is the vermin attack I told you about. Ashnel and Regen aren't there. Is that alright, I could change it so they are there (NB: my message above yours). No, that's fine. I'll repost.
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Apr 4, 2007 13:59:48 GMT
Oh, that. *Terragon seems almost relieved that Stoakly asked that.* Tinsy said there'd been a mutiny at our allies' Fort. She wanted permission to send Regen to help - he used t' live there, y'see - and I accidently agreed to send Ashnel. *The leaderess sighs, and then brightens up a little when she adds:* Oh, and, Stoakly? Don't ever call me anything except Terri or Terragon again. *The squirrel seems to have forgotten that Stoakly also asked what she was feeling.*
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Post by Tinsy Stormsight on Apr 4, 2007 14:03:16 GMT
OOC: Hmm......how about I play the vermin? Tinsy's also not at Terralux, she's working with Blackstar too.
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Post by Stoakly Centurio on Apr 4, 2007 14:11:25 GMT
Oh, I see. And yes ma'am. *He replies quickly, relieved it is nothing serious. Or is it? He asks himself in his head, realizing that Terragon has forgotten the other question. Stoakly looks at Terragon, attempting to reveal(sp?) her feelings.* Mistr- erm, Terri, what are you feeling? *The ferret inquires, and a chilling feeling comes upon him. Without thinking, he places a paw on the hilt of his cutlass.*
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Apr 4, 2007 14:20:16 GMT
OOC: Hmm......how about I play the vermin? Tinsy's also not at Terralux, she's working with Blackstar too. OOC: Sure. I've got Engel helping with vermin characters as well. BIC: *Terragon glances at Stoakly's sword arm and assumes the action to be a threat. She stands, glaring furiously down at him.* You can't intimidate me, Centurio. Nor can anybeast. Not you, not Tervin Blackstar, not Wood Alashia. Nobeast.
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Post by Stoakly Centurio on Apr 4, 2007 14:26:29 GMT
Terri, I have no intention to intimidate you. *Stoakly shoots back, trying to be as calm as possible. He lets go of the hilt, glaring at her in a sorrowful look.* Terragon, I have an odd feeling something bad is going to happen. It seems there is more than just a mutiny, there is more than just Ashnel spying, and I believe that someone is going to die. *The ferret finally lets out, still looking into Terragon Scrufftail's eyes.* One of us is in trouble... *He says, standing up. Walking away a tad, he calls back to Terragon.* Terri, arn't you coming? I'm going to find out what is going on with the others.
OOC: Okay, commense Starscape's death. We'll do that later.
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Apr 4, 2007 14:57:27 GMT
*Terragon shakes her head, as though trying to rid herself of a dangerous thought. She follows Stoakly, but not without a nervous glance into the darkening woodlands. With the two Terraluxians out of sight, the vermin slip into the clearing.* Cap'n Meratia, *Abaran whines.* We should postphone the attack. Tha' ferret could sense us comin'! *Meratia aims a kick at his second-in-command.* I don't care what some ferret thinks. We'll attack tonight - in a few minutes. *He turns to the others and snarls quietly.* Prepare yourselves. All of you. The plan's going ahead.
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Post by Tinsy Stormsight on Apr 4, 2007 17:15:52 GMT
OOC: 'kay..here we go.
BIC:
*Ria, a tall dark-furred female ferret, glares at her captian and his cronies behind his back. She slides her scimitar into its sheath quietly, narrowing her gray eyes. * Stupid idiots. I still have to wait before stabbing that creature in the back, though. *Another warrior, a young weasel of similair height, but heavier build, whispers to her, *When are we making our move, Ria? *Tonight, after the battle,* the ferret hisses back. *I want Meratia to kill the squirrels first. *Right then. * The weasel, known as Ambar Thedium, moves off, a paw resting on his sword hilt. *
OOC: I'm planning to kill Ria off before she kills Swiftclaw, don't worry. Unless you actually want him dead..
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Apr 4, 2007 18:19:40 GMT
OOC: I was hoping you'd be able to kill him off. BIC: *The vermin go to their places, sweeping through Terralux and lying in wait for their signal. The first Terragon knows of it is when she hears something behind. She looks once again into the darkening forest.* Stoakly, did you hear that? *The squirrel asks, biting her lip.* I think sombeast's following us.
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Post by Stoakly Centurio on Apr 4, 2007 18:21:02 GMT
*Stoakly watches as Terragon reluctantly follows. He bobs his head and motions to march over to a hollow tree. The ferret turns, not spotting the vermin. He sneaks in the woods, getting deeper into the thick coating of the leaves. Suddenly, without warning, Stoakly falls to the ground in a heap. He sneers, for he has been hit by a branch. A ferret appears from behind the tree and gasps.* Stoakly? *He asks.* Oh dear, I'm 'fraid I hit the wrong ferret. *Adoni cringes and bends down to Stoakly. The older, hurt ferret shakes it off and scrambles to his paws.* I'm okay, Adoni. *He replies, placing a paw on his cousin's shoulder. Stoakly glares at his cousin; however, it is simply a curious glare.* Why would you want to hit a ferret? *Stoakly asks.* You don't know? *Adoni raises his eyebrows. The young, former Tatterackian Patroller sighs. He points back to the clearing.* Vermin.
OOC: We'll say Adoni was following us.
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