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 Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 6:26 am
"Hurr, oi b'aint a likkle h'infant, oi bee's a gurt villyun wiffa gurt sword!" Young Frig, the molebabe, padded as stealthily as he could through the soft grasses of the redstoned fortress of Redwall Abbey, the little sandals on his paws clacking away quietly with each soppy step, as it had rained not that long ago.
Crickets chirruped loudly and Frig took this as cheering for the great Villyun Frig, the fearless foxbeast with the great sword. His sword being a kitchen ladel he had swiped during the day as he planned his great outing. Only one creature new of his absence from the dorms, and that was the little fieldmouse dibbun who had followed him, also armed with a ladel. "We bee's the gurtest villyun's ever, right Friggo?" The little mousebabe squeaked, waving her own ladel.
"Oi wager you's bee's roight, moi foine vermishbeastie!" The molebabe squeaked in reply, their voices hushed as they pretended to slay and fight vermin trying to steal away their 'treasures.' Little did the dibbuns know they were being watched from above, a vicious thing with beady eyes and a ravenous appetite.
The raven clacked his great big beak quietly as he watched the small abbey babies play beneath him. "Kraa, what sorta goodbeasts let their little ones romp in the night, kraa?" He chuckled. This had been the moment MERV had been waiting for, and now their wait was over. He swooped down in a flurry of feathers, sweeping the two little infants off their feet, stealing them away in the night. Both let out yowls and screams, which alerted the gatekeeper, but it was to late, little Frig and Midge had been lost.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 6:27 am
There aren't many, so please follow them! ^^ I'm a pretty leniant person and all, so don't push your luck, please!
~ Listen to me and the folks in charge of this guild, bitte!
Please don't use really harsh language, it is a childrens series after all! They usually use insults that one would find in a list of Shakespearian insults, so none of the eff words, please!
~ Be somewhat literate or semiliterate and please don't use chatspeak
~ Be nice to your fellow roleplayers, if you have some sort of argument, take it to me or someone else who is in charge of this, it will be settled! =3
~ No godmoding or powerplaying please!
~ Please, make up your own characters. Don't use any creatures from the book, for we fear that they might be ruined if used bys omeone other than Brian Jacques!
~ Species must be mentioned in the books at somepoint, no made up species or impossible species, please!
~ Wolves will be allowd, but only one or two. The only reason I'm allowing them is because in one of the books a fox was wearing the fur of a wolf as a cloak. They are very, very rare. Wolverines will be allowed, too, but only a few if there are any.
~ Have fun!!
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 6:28 am
Both of these maps were borrowed from this website.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 6:29 am
Name:
Gaian Name:
Age:
Sex:
Species:
Place of Origin:
Family:
Occupation:
Description:
History:
Please, if you would, send me your profiles! I'll have them up in the accepted sheet!
The creatures that will be allowed in this roleplay are as follows, if there are any that I foget, please remind me:
Good Creatures
~ Mice
~ Hares
~ Rabbits
~ Squirrels
~ Otters
~ Various woodland birds
~ Moles
~ Voles
~ Shrews
~ Badgers (Usually there is one badger that rules Salamandestron)
~ Hedgehogs
Bad Creatures
~ Foxes
~ Stoats
~ Weasles
~ Ferrets
~ Rats
~ Water Rats
~ Ermine
~ Wild Cats (Not so common)
~ Wolverines (Not so common)
~ Wolves (Not so common)
~ Ravens
~ Crows
~ Various woodland birds
~ Adders (Not so common)
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 6:32 am
~::..Accepted Characters..::~
Good Beasts
Name: Clarance Fleetclaw
Gaian Name: Aurrie Beaues
Age: 16
Sex: Male
Species: Otter
Place of Origin: Holt Grunefeather, in the Northern Mountains
Family: Grunefeather, all deseacesd
Occupation: Wanderer
Description: A small, chocolate furred otter with a creamy underbelly. He is quick on his paws and very open minded.
History: When he was a young pup, his father had taken him south, to the Redwall Abbey, on a trip with a few of their otter warriors. A message of urgency came to them from a sparrow that nested not far away, telling them of the massacre on their home. Clarance was left alone at the Abbey to stay with the good creatures there, and his family was never heard from again.
Name: Radian Fireweaver
Gaian Name: Rayvintalon
Age: 30
Sex: Male
Species: Wren
Place of Origin: Valley of Great Falls
Family: Nicknamed the Basiltail Family
Occupation: Leader of the Basitail Minstrel band and currently just journeying wherever and whenever.
Description: Same color as common Wrens except for his permanently blackened feathers done to him a ritual of and Adult Fireweaver and new Leader of Basiltail minstrels from his father before him and so on. Has keen black eyes and warm copper voice when singing.
History: he loves to tell tall tales, as a way for getting his and his band's meal and place to sleep though with a group of four including him they make do with nought but their belongs. Loves to laugh and drink a spicy warm mead with acorn pie or a nutty soup when they camp out. His band is like his family as Radian's real family has long since passed on after his succession.
Name: Julian Trusk
Gaian Name: Aurrie Beaues
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Species: Cat
Place of Origin: Unknown
Family: Unknown
Occupation: Travelling Performer
Description: He is a tall, fit cat with short raven hued fur and a tail that is long and fanned out, much like a dog's. His eyes are emerald and have a wild look to them, but he is quite harmless. He dresses in a brown tunic and dark pants. His weapon, other than his sharp and deadly claws, is a rapier that he keeps tucked in his belt. With his vicious looking exterior, it is sometimes hard to guess he is a penny whistle player and a member of Basiltail's minstrels, but he is a big softy.
History: He came to the group of minstrels as a cub and eagerly joined, but it is unknown how the raven hued cat came to Mossflower.
Name: Girr Hillback
Gaian Name: Aurrie Beaues
Age: 37
Sex: Male
Species: Mole
Place of Origin: Mossflower
Family: Opal Hillback, his dear ole' mum.
Occupation: Travelling Performer
Description: Girr is a tough and sturdy fellow, quite portly with a large personality to go with his girth. He chooses to wear a pair of pants just a tad lighter than his velvet fur and has a pack slung over his back, which containes various supplies and vittles for the troupe. He arms himself with his trusty kitchen ladel, and more often than naught, a sturdy cooking pan. He doesn't have much of a singing voice, but he can carry a beat and plays the drums for Basiltail.
History:
Name: Amber Duskfur
Gaian Name: Aurrie Beaues
Age: 18
Sex: Female
Species: Squirrel
Place of Origin: Mossflower
Family: The Duskfur Clan
Occupation: Travelling Performer
Description: Possibly the youngest of the minstrels, Amber is a lively young squirrelmaid who enjoys their wanderings. She is a quick thing, making her an excellent acrobat, but what she does for the troupe is different, she sings and plays the tamboreen. Her fur fits her name, it is a rich amber hue.
History: With much persuasion, she managed to convince her tribe to let her join the minstrels, although it was not easy. She has lived with them ever since and thoroughly enjoys their way of life.
Bad Beasts
Name: Hawkeye Longfeather
Gaian Name: Aurrie Beaues
Age: 34
Sex: Male
Species: Ferret
Place of Origin: A small forest he calls the Gallows
Family: Unknown
Occupation: Designated leader of 'MERV'
Description: He is a large, lanky ferret with a creamy pelt and many, many tattoos, which were placed upon him by his tribe in the Gallows. Brass bands dangle from his ears and a satin cloth covers his left eye, which he had lost some time ago.
History: He came from a tribe of blood thirsty ferrets in the small forest reffered to as the Gallows. He was an evil thing as a child and often got into to much trouble for even the tribe to handle. He left at the age of tweny and wandered far across the land, gathering the small band of vermin that he now leads. They call themselves MERV - Mossflower's Embassy of Rogue Vermin - and it has grown to a massive size over the long seasons.
Name: Sorvera Severclaw
Gaian Name: Aurrie Beaues
Age: 27
Sex: Male
Species: Polecat
Place of Origin: Mossflower
Family: Malaga Severclaw (Deceased)
Occupation: Hawkeye's closest 'friend' if you could call it that
Description: He is a tall, strong fellow. His fur is a mixture of ebony and cream and there is a faint mask about his eyes.
History: He met Hawkeye not long after the ferret wandered into Mossflower and after a drawn out skirmish between the two, he decided to follow the deranged ferret in his conquest to dominate Mossflower and the surrounding lands, though it seems an impossible task. He came from a small family, which died of an illness that plagued Mossflower years ago.
Name: Shadewing
Gaian Name: Aurrie Beaues
Age: 32
Sex: Male
Species: Raven
Place of Origin: The Gallows
Family: Unknown
Occupation: Loyal member of 'MERV'
Description: He is a hefty, dark feathered creature with sharp talons, beady eyes, and a loud temper.
History: Shadewing left the Gallows alongside Hawkeye while they were both young and has proved to be extremely loyal to the ferret. He has helped him slaughter countless creatures.
Name: Lilly Weebit
Gaian Name: Rayvintalon
Sex: Female
Species: Ferret
Place of Origin: Ferret Kingdom across the Great Water
Family: Merchant Ferrets sailing the Great Water
Occupation: Learning how to be a Merchant
Description: Lilly Weebit is young ferret who was lost her family when they sallied forth on their sailing ship and ran into a storm. Thus, from the wild and terrifing ride she has many cuts and bruises. Her fur is a rare white color with her eyes still a dark brown. She has two steaks of tan running from her forehead to the tip of her tail. Very friendly regardless of the cruelness in and around her family and fellow ferrets. She has small claws due to her constantly polishing them down so as not to hurt anybody.
History: Apart from the above mentioned information this journey of merchants was to be her maiden voyage across the sea so she knows how sail a dingy or rowboat. Though being tossed overboard during the storm doesn't say much about her skills as a salior. Even so weak and weary she has come to the outskirts of forests alongside the Great Water's shores.(more we be revealed in the rp.)
Name: Ruby Kalin
Gaian Name: Rayvintalon
Age: 25
Sex: Female
Species: Fox
Place of Origin: Gallows
Family: Kalin Fox Family
Occupation: Thievery and Trickery
Description: Typical colored fox with softer features but cunning looks though it seem odd for she is blind. She will painter her hair whitish silver to give the appearance of age in order to bely a fool. Wears tunic pants of brown with a jerkin of darker brown overlayed by dark green cloak to look like a hunter or traveler.
History: Abandon as pup to be raised by the MARV giving her a mean and sly disposition and curt words that may mean something else altogether. Being blind is a great advantage for it sharpened her other senses beyond the norm and gave her even quicker reflexes. Though she will act like a tumbling, babbaling bufoon when the need calls.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 3:48 pm
Lilly tumbled onto the shore of some strange place and looked around. Weary from fighting the waves and being dragged against the reef she had finally made land. In shaky breaths she whispers into the still night air"But, where tis I be?" Remembering the little survival tricks she learned before setting sail with her family Lilly scouted out the surroundings and found a forest not to far away. Weakly she truged into the forest hoping to find shelter and plenty of dried twigs and kindel to light a fire and dry herself and her clothes off. On the morrow she would look around more trusting daylight more in strange land then the night time she loves.
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Posted: Tue Nov 21, 2006 7:25 am
The two frightened little dibbuns clung tightly to eachother while they were in the burly raven's claws. Neither of them felt quite brave enough to fight back and Frig had dropped his only weapon when they were lifted from the grounds, his trusty little ladel.
Neither of them dared to speak until they were dropped quite roughly to the ground in a place so foreign to them, never had they been outside of the Abbey in either of their very short lives.
"Where awe ee , ee great bigga featherbag?" Midge questioned boldly as she looked about the place they had been dropped, feeling her little heart plummet at their darkened surroundings. Great old oaks hung above them, thickets and bushes surrounded them, and there was no sign of the Abbey nearby, as far as they could see.
"Sharrup, mousetail, be still, kraaa!" Shadewing demanded, leaning over the two. This seemed to strike enough fear into the mouse and mole, who both grew extremely still. They watched the raven as he looked about nervously, waiting.
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Posted: Tue Nov 21, 2006 10:40 am
(will it a good time for Lily to find the Abbey or let them find her. perhaps Ishould make another character to interact with MARV.. no?)
"Ave...never been a camping afore, Ai be a guessing this is be good."Lily remarks she dumps dry tinder and wood into the rock hollow she managed to find. After making sure everything was at least comfortable to live and sleep in until the morn Lily got to work starting a fire. Not long after she was carefully drying off and roasting some nuts she found on a forage round near her shelter. 'Ai hopes me mom and da are 'rights. I ain't a babe no more and *shivers*...therefore Ai be after takin' good care of me self wat not.'
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Posted: Tue Nov 21, 2006 7:13 pm
OOC: If you would like! ^^ I wanted a friend to join, but I think he will not, so I can make the band of performers with out him, I need the spot of the band's leader filled. He was supposed to do that. If you want to take that position, we can make them find he and you can make a creature for MERV, if you would like!
BIC: "Very good, Shadewing, very good." A tall and very lanky polecat stood, leaning against the rough bark of an old oak. "Hawkeye will be here with a few of the troops in a while to take those 'uns off your claws. He's got a fun little plan, so you must stay at the camp with the others if this is to work."
It didn't take long for Hawkeye to come strolling, his single eye glanced over the two shaking dibbuns and a wry smile crossed his thin lips. "Well, well... Two por' lil' Abbeybabes, eh? What are you two doin' out 'ere?"
Midge's whiskers twitched and she turned her fearful eyes towards the one eyed ferret. "Ee great bigga featherbag stoled us away!" She squeaked, hiding her face in her smock.
"Well, we can't have a featherbag doing that, now, can we? Sorvera, we need to get these lil' 'uns home nice 'n safe, dun't we?" He motioned for Sorvera to come closer and whispered his plan to the polecat, who nodded his head in agreement. He was tall and lanky, but for a vermin, he was largely decent looking creature. He dressed in a clean forest green smock, complete with a belt made of sharkskin, from it were bags of herbs and remedies. "Aye, sir. Will do."
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Posted: Wed Nov 22, 2006 11:08 pm
OOC: If you like I can take over that spot with the band and then when your friend decides to join. Then they can take over ^_^ sound good? Send me a PM if so and then I'll post a character off of the info. I'll write a character sheet for the MARV now.
BIC: Lily woke up just before twilight and shivered as sometime during the night her fire had gone out. "A be fer the better,me guesses. Now for some cover to keep me toes warm and out of predators sights." Lily done covering herself properly falls back asleep noting that she felt a little better with rest before she dropped off.
The Merchant ship having got out of the storm make it's third head count and find Lily missing. They cry in dismay as what ferret kit could possibly survive such a long exposure to water, wind, and bone chilling cold. They send out dinges to search the immediate area but find nothing even extending the search a couple of leagues does nothing but depress those on board. No knows nor remembers seeing and or hearing Lily before she went below deck to rest. Grieving and flying the black mourning flag they continue as business is business and maybe just maybe she survived by being picked up by a good ship.
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 10:44 am
OOC: Okies! That sounds good! I highly dbout he will come back, though, so you can make your character your own. XP
BIC: Although it was late, Julian was enjoying himself.
Sleep? Who needs it!
Or at least, that was how the cat felt. His long, fluffed tail swished behind him as he flounced down the trail, playing a lively tune on his pennywhistle that did not match the darkness of night. He did a small jig, his footpaws moving quick and in rythem with his song.
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 1:07 am
Ruby slinked up to Sovera and Hawkeye's little meeting."I ve after vanting to bring ye dibbuns back if ye say tis so."Her aged look on and playing the gentler one of the two. Then squinting,'Aye sunny mine take these babes 'ome.'
Lily awoke to the sound of a whistle in the distance and immediately gathered herself to run to the edge of the forest and see if t'd be friend or foe.
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 6:57 am
He motioned towards a gaunt looking weasle, black furred and vicious, and a stoat of the same manner. Both were trying hard to look like friendly beasts and one gave a broad wink to the two babes. "Aye, 'tis too late to be runnin' amock, we'll get lost in these strange woods, we would! Deadtail and Redtooth, why dun' yeh take th' two babes to our camp 'n gettem summin' 'ot to fill their lil' tummies. Ruby, you 'n Sorvera stay with me."
Midge, though still slightly frightened, gave a grin. Frig spoke up as well. "Oi shur coiddo wi' zum vikkles..."
Julian Trusk continued with hardly a care who he awoke. They had been through this stretch of woods many times and hardly an ill creature lived here.
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 12:08 pm
Ruby followed after whispering the promise and sugared almonds for good behavior to the dibbuns. "Vhat ye be after a doin' Hawkeye?" a gleam of mischief in her eyes.
Lilly seeing nought decided to climb the tree near her and get a better vantage point. She made sure to keep in the cover of the leaves. "Aye hope tis friend as I be carrying nought to save me lil' back should it be otherwise."
Radian flew high to spy out his venturing minstrel while the others still rested in their camp,"I said to stay near the camp and what does 'e do, why leave o' course!"He spies the cat down below and swoopes down."Here now, Julian what be the meaning of this? Don't tell me another one of yer instincts has gone and kicked in!"Staightening feathers in his jerkin and adjusting his long blade in it's sheath to be at the ready before looking up at the tall cat.
Lilly nearly fell off her branch at the sight of a small wren coming to a stand before a pointed looking creature, it couldn't be a cat fer they were rare! "What in 'eavens name is that wee bird a doing!?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 9:44 am
Julian stowed away his penny whistle, a broad grin was on his maw. "Ah, Radian! Tis too pleasant of an evening to spend in camp!" The raven furred cat insisted, bowing low to the troupe's leader.
Deadtail and Redtooth each scooped up a frightened babe and were off, agreeing with Ruby's promise. "Aye 'n we gots good vittles for good dibbuns, aye!" Redtooth chuckled, the expectant Frig looked up at him. "Oi loiks good vikkles! Oi's a gut dibbin!"
"Ah, my dear Ruby... It has been 'ard, these long wanderin's 'o ours. Th's place is rich in food... An' plenny 'o beasts to rob. Wuddn' we be sumthin' iffin we 'ad that fortress?" He cracked a wry grin, mischeif was written in his single eye.
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