Quest for the Emerald of Ivaneye
Narrator (3:16:51 PM): The sun set, then rose again.
Redwallers worked through the night to repair the
abbey defenses, and the army prepared for another
offensive attack. Again, the questors found
themselves speaking over breakfast in the Great
Hall...
Silvren (3:17:08 PM): "any ideas, my friends?"
Silvren (3:17:30 PM): Silvren has recovered from his injuries and
taken to taunting Weston mercilessly
Weston (3:17:53 PM): Weston painfully drank a small sip
of cordial. "Go away, fox. I'm wounded and in pain. Leave
me be."
Silvren (3:18:33 PM): "I'm Aaaari can make it better." For a war
veteran, Silvren can be extrmely childish sometimues
Scallin (3:18:55 PM): Scallin sits alone in a dark
corner, quite embarassed that he wasn't there for them
in the fight.
Sybul (3:19:01 PM): "Now wot we'm gorra do?" queries
Sybul, ignoring Silvren.
Silvren (3:19:17 PM): The fox takes a sip of cordial and gets
back to buisness. "Reinforce the walls and mount archers
Sybul (3:19:38 PM): The molemaid nods and nibbles a
scone.
Weston (3:20:14 PM): "Such tactics will not avail us...
They wilt keep the vermin out of Redwall, but we need them
to be gone from our lands."
Silvren (3:20:21 PM): The fox takes a bite of a blackberry
muffin. "Of course...we could always/...no
Scallin (3:20:29 PM): "How many do you think are
still out there?" Scallin says quietly.
Silvren (3:20:30 PM): "We need them dead, Weston!"
Silvren (3:20:37 PM): "At least six hundred, Scallin
Scallin (3:21:11 PM): "Tis alot..."
Weston (3:21:11 PM): "Six hundred," the squirrel
whispers. "Against possibly fifty beasts."
Sybul (3:21:29 PM): "Oi dunno if Oi loike them odds."
Silvren (3:21:32 PM): "I like the odds..." Silvren's violt eyes have
a dangerous glint in them
Weston (3:22:00 PM): "Then thou'rt a fool, fox, if thou
were not so before."
Silvren (3:22:09 PM): "Hakari is the key, we remove him
everythign falls apart...
Weston (3:22:58 PM): "Would that it were so simple. But
no, Hakari has commanders under him. They may be less
dangerous, they may be demoralized, but they art still a threat."
Silvren (3:23:05 PM): "Now how do we kill him? Thats our
problem"
Sybul (3:23:20 PM): "Oi dunno 'bout that, Silvern, wi' six
hun'erd beasts below 'im."
Silvren (3:23:33 PM): "We must remove Hakari and his
commanders! I counted at least three dead in the battle but
there may be up to five left."
Silvren (3:24:11 PM): "I can try to sneak into the vermin
camp...I'm a fox so it shouldn't be difficult..."
Scallin (3:24:53 PM): Scallin speaks up. "And I will
go with you."
Silvren (3:25:03 PM): "Alright...I'll need a few to come with
me..."
Weston (3:25:08 PM): "I shall..." Weston struggles to
rise. "I, too, shall come."
Weston (3:25:22 PM): "Help me up, an it please you,
Lady Sybul."
Silvren (3:25:24 PM): "Good, Scallin...you should pretend to be
a ferret"
Scallin (3:25:31 PM): "I was a theif, so I could
probably manage." The otter says.
Silvren (3:25:37 PM): "Weston...try a fox"
Sybul (3:25:49 PM): Sybul bustles over to weston to assist
him out of his chair."
Sybul (3:26:13 PM): "B'aint he a moit short furr a foxer?"
Silvren (3:25:59 PM): "Sybul...a rat who got her tail cut off."
Silvren (3:26:17 PM): "What concerns me is that if we're goene
the vemrin can attack."
Weston (3:26:36 PM): "There are guards on the walltop.
Redwall will survive without us."
Scallin (3:27:02 PM): "Fox!" Scallin says loudly.
"Enough joking around. I assure you that they won't
mistake us for themselves."
Silvren (3:27:03 PM): Silvren leans against the wall. "Lets get
going..."
Silvren (3:27:24 PM): Silvren's grin becomes cold, almost feral.
"Trust me, Scallin...they will."
Sybul (3:27:33 PM): "'Ow baint Oi goin' ter be noticerd,
wot wi' this talkin'?"
Sybul (3:27:59 PM): "An' you'm doan't luk loike
vurmints, yet."
Weston (3:28:02 PM): Weston starts to rummage around
in a closet in the corner of the room.
Silvren (3:28:09 PM): "Sybul...hmm...pretend your voice was
damaged when you lost your tail."
Sybul (3:28:30 PM): "Let Oi dress 'ee oop, Oi seen a gurt
many vurmints."
Scallin (3:28:15 PM): "I don't want ter go on ah
suicide mission." Scallin mumbles to himself.
Silvren (3:28:37 PM): "Alright...we should try to find out how
many provisions they have and how many they number."
Sybul (3:28:59 PM): "Aye, Silvern, as moi throat an moi
tail be so near t' each ot'er.
Sybul (3:29:04 PM): "
Silvren (3:29:06 PM): Silvren picks up a small vial filled with a
red liquid. "And when we reach the provisions..."
Weston (3:29:09 PM): Weston produces a floor-length
black cloak. He drapes himself in it and pulls the hood low
over his head. "There. I shall be the unseen form in the
shadows, yes?"
Silvren (3:29:49 PM): "Good plan, Wes. Hide your tail"
Weston (3:30:24 PM): Weston buckles his swordbelt
around his waist carefully. "Do not presume to call me 'Wes',
fox."
Silvren (3:30:38 PM): "Well...when we get there...we kill th'
leaders."
Weston (3:31:15 PM): "Should we not wait until cover of
darkness?"
Silvren (3:31:29 PM): "No...the vermin will be moving then"
Sybul (3:32:10 PM): "We'm cain't jus' wander in an' aspec'
to not be noticerd."
Silvren (3:32:28 PM): "You let me worry about that."
Scallin (3:32:37 PM): The tall otter returns to his
seat in the dark corner of the room.
Silvren (3:33:23 PM): "It'll be best if we can eliminate several
guards and captains."
Silvren (3:33:29 PM): "We should leave...now."
Weston (3:33:56 PM): "'Tis midmorning, Silvren... Not
the most auspicious of times for such things."
Sybul (3:34:06 PM): "You'm bain't made oop gudd,
anyways."
Silvren (3:34:49 PM): "Then I'll go! Meet me in a few hours."
Weston (3:35:14 PM): "I shall come. Let us go quickly, if
we must go now."
Silvren (3:35:31 PM): "Move then."
Sybul (3:35:32 PM): "An' wot of Oi an' maister Scallin?"
Silvren (3:35:39 PM): The fox turns and begins walking out.
Weston (3:35:58 PM): Weston checks the position of the
Sword one more time, and follows the fox.
Silvren (3:36:17 PM): "So, Weston..." Silvren says as they move
out.
Weston (3:36:29 PM): "Yes?"
Silvren (3:36:49 PM): The fox steps over the boundaries and
exits the abbey. "About Ari..."
Silvren (3:37:00 PM): "I feel she'd make a great Abbess..."
Weston (3:37:14 PM): Weston's eyes narrow. "Perhaps.
Why is it you tell me this?"
Silvren (3:37:25 PM): "Guess, champion."
Weston (3:37:48 PM): Weston stops and turns to face
the fox. "I have not recieved that title; I merely carry the
Sword."
Silvren (3:37:50 PM): Silvren moves into Mossflower followed
by the squirrel. "Now silence...lets go."
Sybul (3:38:21 PM): Sybul looks at the retreating figures
of Slivren and Weston, annoyed that they ignored her
question.
Scallin (3:38:42 PM): The otter drapes a big sheet
over his body, gets down on his knees, and ties a
bandana around his forhead.
Sybul (3:38:43 PM): "Maister Scallin, wot we'm be a doin'
naow?"
Silvren (3:38:53 PM): Silvren looks to the vermin camp. "You'd
think they'd use some subtelty."
Scallin (3:39:19 PM): "We willa foller in ah
moment." The otter says to Sybul.
Weston (3:39:32 PM): "They outnumber our forces by
twelve to one..." the squirrel mutters. "Subtlety is hardly
needed. And I think it best if we wait for the others."
Silvren (3:39:40 PM): "Good point..."
Silvren (3:39:48 PM): "You wait, I'm going.'
Silvren (3:40:22 PM): Silvrn turns and dashes off, fading into the
shadows almost.
Scallin (3:40:27 PM): After a moment or so, Scallin
walks out the door of the room and motions for Sybul to
follow.
Weston (3:40:56 PM): Growling under his breath, the
squirrel leans against a tree, wishing for many things; primarily
that his friends would show up soon.
Sybul (3:41:14 PM): Sybul dawns a much patched cloak
from a closet, rubbing dirt into her coat as she follows
Scallin out of Redwall and towrds the vermin camp.
Silvren (3:41:16 PM): Silvren tosses a stone to one guard's face.
Silvren (3:41:37 PM): "Come on...come out here..."
Narrator (3:41:48 PM): The guard turns, seeing Silvren, and
draws his sword, waking his partner up
Scallin (3:42:06 PM): Scallin spots Weston hiding,
and runs up to him. "Great hiding place."
Silvren (3:42:30 PM): The fox hides in an bush, waiting for the
guar dto investigate.
Narrator (3:42:43 PM): "What is it?" asks the guard's
companion
Weston (3:42:49 PM): "Quickly. I have a feeling things
are about to become... complicated." The squirrel slides off
towards the center of the camp, trying to remain low and
quiet.
Narrator (3:42:56 PM): "Somebeast just threw this rock at me"
the guard complains.
Narrator (3:43:03 PM): "Well, then, throw it back."
Silvren (3:43:04 PM): The fox hurls another stone to a tree to
make him check it out
Narrator (3:43:16 PM): "look! there's another one."
Scallin (3:43:27 PM): Scallin freezes in panic as he
sees the end of Weston's tail poking out from under his
cloak.
Narrator (3:43:53 PM): The other guard groans, grabs the stone
out of the guard's paw, and hurtles it towards silvren's
hiding place.
Silvren (3:44:16 PM): The fox smirks, draws one of his daggers,
watching the stone fall against it.
Narrator (3:44:33 PM): "Aha. See there? that's somethin'."
Silvren (3:44:39 PM): Silvren moves to the shadows once more,
whispering in Hakari's voice. "Guards!"
Scallin (3:44:59 PM): Scallin sneaks up to a better
hiding place. Then, looking around, he sees that he lost
track of Sybul.
Narrator (3:45:01 PM): "Wh-what do we do?" whispers the first
guard
Silvren (3:45:11 PM): "Your lord calls you! get over here!"
Scallin (3:45:17 PM): "Cursed mole," he says under
his breath.
Silvren (3:45:29 PM): "How pathetic! Can't you even look at
things right!"
Narrator (3:45:43 PM): The first guard begins to move, but the
second holds him back. "It's another one of his blasted
tricks. keep alert!"
Weston (3:46:11 PM): Weston slowly draws his sword
and holds it, unsheathed, under his cloak.
Silvren (3:46:14 PM): "Get oer here now or I'll have the captains
execute you!"
Scallin (3:46:47 PM): Scallin feels a tapping on his
shoulder and he turns around. "Phew... there ye' are
Sybu----." The otter stares at a big ugly rat.
Silvren (3:46:48 PM): A dagger flies out of the shadows at the
objecting guard's throat. "Disloyalt yis always punished!"
Narrator (3:47:02 PM): "Good morn', Sir! We a-are not allowed
to leave our post, Sir!"
Weston (3:47:34 PM): Weston turns to see Scallin talking
to a rat. Oh, this cannot be an advantage for us...
Narrator (3:47:37 PM): Seeing his partner fall, the other guard
pulls out his bow. "Got ye now, pest..."
Silvren (3:47:46 PM): "Tell captain Venero to get out here!"
Silvren (3:48:10 PM): Silvren recognizes the name only becuase
he heard a rat reporting to the fox captain in the battle
Scallin (3:48:11 PM): Scallin speaks nervously. "I
was... just... yes...."
Scallin (3:48:33 PM): He stands up and salutes to
the rat. "What orders?"
Narrator (3:48:41 PM): The guard can tell that the voice is
coming from the bushes, where the rock had been
thrown. He puts an arrow in the bow and pulls it back...
Silvren (3:48:44 PM): "Now, guard..." Silvren comes from the
shadows in a cloak, in the rat warlord's shape. "NOW!" He
roars
Weston (3:49:09 PM): "Too late, I must think," Weston
says.
Narrator (3:49:34 PM): The guard looks at the fox who is trying
to imitate the rat warlord. "Dumb move, mate." he
whispers as he lets the arrow go, flying towards
Silvren's midsection
Scallin (3:51:04 PM): The otter follows the rat back
into the center of camp nervously.
Sybul (3:51:33 PM): "Maister Weston, Shudd we'm 'elp
Scallin?"
Weston (3:51:51 PM): "Quickly, too, I would think."
Narrator (3:52:08 PM): The guard lets up a shout. "Enemy!
Enemy! Guard down!"
Weston (3:52:09 PM): The squirrel suits action to words
and, walking up behind the rat, taps him on the shoulder.
Silvren (3:52:35 PM): The fox realizes his mistake, moves to one
side as the arrow is released, taking the hit on his left arm, his
gauntlet fortunately keeping the arrow from doing extrme
damaged, right paw releaseing the dagger at the guard's neck
Sybul (3:52:52 PM): The molemaid nods, shrugs her cloak
a little higher, and socks the rat as he turns toward
Weston.
Narrator (3:54:01 PM): The rat, not a guard, but a mere
infantrybeast looks around in confusion. "What?"
Scallin (3:54:13 PM): The otter smiles at the sight of
the others. "Thank ye' fer tat."
Silvren (3:54:18 PM): The fox snaps the arrows and tosses it
away, moving swiftly,
Silvren (3:54:25 PM): The fox dashes off to rejoin the others
Narrator (3:54:29 PM): Meanwhile, the rat guard falls, but
behind him a score of other beasts advance towards
the unveiled Fox
Narrator (3:54:33 PM): "Stop that beast!"
Silvren (3:54:49 PM): Silvren locks onto the scent and darts
through the shadows, completely untraceable
Weston (3:55:28 PM): Weston snarls and shrugs out of
his cloak. "And now it seems we must fight once again. The
camp is roused... Run, I'll hold them here..."
Silvren (3:55:31 PM): Silvren doubles back...to the guards. from
a different angle
Weston (3:55:50 PM): "But they must not take the
Sword of Martin... Sir Scallin, wilt thou trade blades with
me?"
Narrator (3:55:51 PM): All around guards perk up, and beasts
move to reinforce them.
Scallin (3:55:59 PM): "I'm not running again, and
leaving my friend behind!" Scallin grips his sword at his
side.
Silvren (3:56:05 PM): The fox's blade is drawn, slicing through a
small tree...sending it to the ground onto of the patrol as he
dashes off to his friends
Silvren (3:56:08 PM): "Curse it..."
Weston (3:56:21 PM): "They must not take the sword...
Please, Sir Scallin, I beg you, give me your sword, take this
one, and run!"
Silvren (3:56:29 PM): "Weston!"
Narrator (3:56:32 PM): Arrows are loosed at the retreating form
of the fox, one or two vanishing into the cloak.
Scallin (3:56:47 PM): "No! Send Sybul back!"
Sybul (3:56:58 PM): "He needs a blade!"
Silvren (3:57:03 PM): The arrows strike the sides' of the cloak,
the fox discards it casually.
Silvren (3:57:14 PM): Silvren darts quickly. "This is my fault..."
Narrator (3:57:25 PM): More beasts gather to track down the
fox.
Weston (3:57:42 PM): Weston hands the Sword of
Martin to Sybul. "Take it back to the Abbey, Lady... Please."
Silvren (3:57:51 PM): "Weston..."
Scallin (3:57:54 PM): "Take his sword!" Scallin
gestures to the rat on the ground.
Silvren (3:58:11 PM): "You go...I'll hold them off as long as I
can
Silvren (3:59:52 PM): Silvren decides on a different tactic
Narrator (4:01:27 PM): As Silvren is attempting to evade the
guards, a trooper comes up to Wes, Sybul, and
Scallin. "G'morn', mates. Ye look like ye jus' got out o'
the infirmary...ah, who's this? Oh, no...not Bart again...
Narrator (4:01:39 PM): "...I swear the lad drops at the mere
thought of an attack."
Sybul (4:01:55 PM): Sybul looks up blankly.
Silvren (4:02:12 PM): Silvren decide son a better plan of action.
Narrator (4:02:21 PM): The trooper nudges the rat. "No matter.
You need any help? Food? the kitchen tent is over
thata way." the trooper points.
Sybul (4:02:33 PM): She nudges Weston and kneels
beside Bart.
Scallin (4:02:48 PM): The otter gulps loudly and
brings his cloak tighter about himself. "Thank ye'."
Weston (4:02:54 PM): "'M fair famished, sir, and we'll
see that Bart get's 'im a decent meal, too."
Silvren (4:03:06 PM): The fox waits quickly hides in he
shadows, moving around to the end
Silvren (4:03:51 PM): The fox unsheaths a dagger, grabbing one
of the guards and pulling him into the darkness, slashing his
throat
Sybul (4:03:55 PM): Sybul grumbles hoarsly under her
breath as she sits next to Bart.
Silvren (4:04:12 PM): "That oughta be enough... Now to get rid
of the idiots tracking me..."
Narrator (4:04:16 PM): The other guards stop instantly at their
companion's fall
Scallin (4:04:41 PM): "Come on good er Bart."
Scallin hoists the rat over his shoulder.
Sybul (4:05:30 PM): Sybul waves dumbly to the trooper
as she follows the Redwallers to the Mess tent.
Scallin (4:05:57 PM): The otter follows Sybul.
Narrator (4:06:02 PM): The rat begins to wake..."Oh, no...wha'd
I do? You won't-wo...oh......." he says, going
unconscious again.
Silvren (4:06:14 PM): The fox moves back, raising a rock and
hurls it...
Silvren (4:06:21 PM): The sound is loud and well away from the
fox
Weston (4:06:30 PM): Weston holds aside the flap of the
mess tent so his companions can enter.
Narrator (4:06:41 PM): the guards split to investigate
Sybul (4:06:43 PM): Sybul clutches the side of her head as
she falls to the ground, hit with a rock.
Silvren (4:06:54 PM): It is however right in the Redwall archer
guard's range
Weston (4:07:14 PM): Weston drops to his knees. "Lady
Sybul! Art thou all right?"
Silvren (4:07:19 PM): The fox puts on the dead guard's uniform
and runs silently back to the vermin camp
Scallin (4:07:22 PM): Scallin steps inside and stares
at all the many gruesome vermin gathered there.
Sybul (4:07:42 PM): The diguised molemaid shakes her
head in a daze.
Narrator (4:07:46 PM): "'ey! Mates! I've found Redclaw! he's
nekkid!" yells one guard
Silvren (4:07:49 PM): The fox in his new uniform walks to the
camp cautiously.
Scallin (4:08:21 PM): Paying no attention to the
happening behind him, Scallin walks up to a bench and
sits down.
Silvren (4:08:49 PM): The fox looks to sybul. "Sorry, Sybul..."
Scallin (4:08:57 PM): The otter lays the rat down
next to him.
Narrator (4:09:49 PM): "Wha' kinda daft rat'd strip a dead
beast?" ponders a guard captain.
Silvren (4:09:55 PM): The fox paw siritably at the uniform.
"Least I lost them...persistent for idiots..."
Scallin (4:10:12 PM): Looking around, Scallin sees
that Weston and Sybul are not inside the messhall--he is
alone.
Silvren (4:10:21 PM): The fox uses the shadows of trees for
cover and moves to the camp. "How to get in...?"
Silvren (4:10:41 PM): "Oh yeah I killed one of the the guards."
Scallin (4:10:41 PM): I got to act like a vermin I
guess... Scallin thinks.
Weston (4:10:46 PM): Weston helps the molemaid to her
feet. "Up y' come, missy. Let's get y' some food."
Sybul (4:11:09 PM): "Whoa, Moi 'ead!" moans Sybul
loudly.
Silvren (4:11:22 PM): The fox sits down at campside pondering
his options.
Sybul (4:11:25 PM): "Wot 'appened, Maister West'n?"
Scallin (4:11:36 PM): Scallin shoves one stoat who
was grabbing some biscuits.
Weston (4:11:38 PM): Weston winces at the loud
molespeech. "Ssh.... Quiet," he whispers.
Silvren (4:11:54 PM): The fox decides on one last
option...climbing up a tree and removing his crossbow
Scallin (4:11:58 PM): "Get outta ersa way ye' um
loursey scumbagger!"
Scallin (4:12:37 PM): Scallin acts like a vermin best
he can. "'Oggin' alltey food dat it?"
Silvren (4:12:42 PM): The fox takes careful aim...at one tent
which can only belong to a captain, and fires at the figure in it
Silvren (4:13:00 PM): Quickly he leaps back down to the tree's
base,
Sybul (4:13:06 PM): Sybul buries her face in her digging
claws and apologzes for the molespeech.
Scallin (4:13:17 PM): The otter punches the stoat in
the face and grabs his biscuit.
Scallin (4:13:32 PM): Maybe I went a little too far...
Scallin wonders.
Sybul (4:14:30 PM): "Whurr's Maister Scallin?" asks
Sybul.
Weston (4:14:50 PM): "Inside. Come, quickly."
Scallin (4:14:58 PM): Scallin feels a punch in his
side. He turns around and sees a huge weasel.
Sybul (4:15:20 PM): Sybul and Weston enter the tent.
Narrator (4:15:22 PM): "No fighting" states the weasel gruffly.
Narrator (4:15:37 PM): "Unless I get it. Harharhar..."
Weston (4:16:03 PM): Weston quietly sits down and
eats, slowly and carefully to avoid disturbing his wound.
Scallin (4:16:14 PM): The otter smiles and chuckles
softly. "Ah ee 'ouldn't ah 'all ita ightne ye' see twas mer
ofa bit o' food natchin'!"
Sybul (4:16:14 PM): The Sybul looks around for Scallin.
"Thurr 'ee be," she points, whispering to Weston."
Silvren (4:16:28 PM): Silvren walks up to the gates and the
guard in typical vermin accent. "I'm one o' th' tackers sent to
get the fox. Need to go make a report to the cap'n!"
Narrator (4:17:31 PM): The weasel stares dumbly into space,
obviously trying to decipher Scallin's words.
Scallin (4:17:39 PM): Scallin begins to sweat
nervously. "As Ye' maya see if ye' tried ah jest be tellin
em tah gemmuhta 'ood atta bay quired by muh."
Silvren (4:17:57 PM): The fox waits for the guards answer.
"Cap'n gets mad ifen he as to wait."
Scallin (4:18:35 PM): "But tis not ah biggun 'dealie,
ay canum 'ave hissum biscuits ah rightat?"
Narrator (4:18:38 PM): "Okeyo, den....if that all set'led..." the
weasel said, walking off
Scallin (4:19:11 PM): The otter lets out a great sigh
of relief and wipes the sweat from his forehead.
Narrator (4:20:40 PM): "Why you out, fox?" asks the guard
Scallin (4:21:17 PM): Scallin sits down on a bench
and tries to figure out how he is giong to get out of this
mess.
Silvren (4:21:24 PM): Sivren replies. "Needed to find the fox but
the cap'n sent me back to request troops and get the report."
Narrator (4:21:53 PM): "Okay." replies the guard
Narrator (4:22:13 PM): Midday, then, found most of the
questors speaking over food, once more.